Zhang Xuan and his party were about to take Yan Ge's body back to the imperial city, when suddenly the sky became cloudy.

The entire Zhangfu was overwhelmed, and people did not dare to walk around and stayed in place to watch the changes.

Suddenly, a man in black descended from the sky.

Seeing that this person was coming fiercely, Zhang Xuan arranged for the white-clothed Taoist to stay and drag this person, while he and the Wind Rakshasa took the corpse of the martyr song away from Zhang's mansion.

The man in black saw that Zhang Xuan was going to take Yan Ge away, and hurriedly stepped forward to stop him.

I saw him pass forward and turn into a cloud of black mist and approach the gate of Zhangfu, and the white-clothed Taoist saw the situation and swept the dust in his hand.

But seeing a flash of white light, the black mist was dispersed by a powerful wave of qi, and the Wind Rakshasa was quick in his eyes, and he was directly slashed with a sword.

Perfect hand speed as if the world had stood still before he finished drawing his knife.

A silver-white sword shadow flashed, but there was no one in front of the Wind Rakshasa in front of him.

How is this possible? Obviously, the moment the black fog dissipated, he had already connected perfectly, where did the man in black go?

"Flutter!" a transparent blade pierced the white-clothed Daoist, only to see the person behind him pull out the shadowless blade fiercely.

After the white-clothed Taoist fell, the black-clothed man slowly appeared in front of Zhang Xuan.

How is this possible? Zhang Xuan was amazed at the reappearance of the man in black.

How could there be such a strange technique in this world, in the face of the reappearance of the man in black, the Wind Rakshasa looked very helpless.

"Leave the song of mourning, or it will be with your life. ”

Zhang Xuan is a person who would rather die than give in, and this kind of discourse is nothing more than a defiant provocation against him.

The Wind Rakshasa saw some clues, and hurriedly pulled Zhang Xuan to leave Zhang's mansion, but Zhang Xuan had already gathered his last bit of internal strength and wanted to send a final blow to the unknown master in front of him.

"Little master, let's go, this person's martial arts are unfathomable, let's avoid it. ”

Zhang Xuan didn't seem to hear his words and went straight to the man in black.

Seeing him punch hard, the man in black hurriedly dragged his fist with his hand, and the strong wave of qi knocked the man in black back a few steps.

Zhang Xuan was very strange that he only had the skill of the beginner level and hit such a powerful blow.

The man in black steadied himself and said with a smile.

"Senior brother's skills have grown, I can't catch your palm anymore, hehe. ”

No wonder Zhang Xuan felt that the punch he had just now had a feeling of being pushed out, it turned out that Yu Wenze pushed himself behind him.

"Ahem, ahem, my subordinates will see you... ”

"Plop!" Suddenly, Zhang Xuan fainted due to the consumption of too much internal force.

Yu Wenze motioned to the Wind Rakshasa to take Zhang Xuan down, only to see him teleport to Zhang Xuan's side.

At this moment, the man in black's eyes turned red and went straight to Zhang Xuan, and Yu Wenze hurriedly shook his body.

A powerful wave of qi enveloped Yu Wenze.

I saw that the Wind Rakshasa saw the man in black flash, and in an instant, the man in black was evenly divided into two halves.

Tempest Rakshasa smirked.

"Hmph, no matter how fast you are, you can't be faster than my knife. ”

Yu Wenze looked at the corpse on the ground and sighed slowly.

"It would be nice if you could stand next to me, well, I won't be merciful next time. ”

The dark clouds in the sky slowly dissipated, and the Wind Rakshasa looked around, and he found that all the people were still there except for the corpse of the Mourning Song, but the person on the ground who had been split in two by him had become a white-clothed Taoist.

"Alliance leader, the song is gone, that person is obviously me... ”

"What you cut is just an illusion, even if you don't want his life, at least it will be enough for him to cultivate for a year and a half. ”

The man in black took the corpse of the mourning song and returned to the bluestone medical hall with difficulty, and after Lin Guoqing took the funeral song, the man in black fell down suddenly.

Yu Wenze took Zhang Zhan and them back to the imperial city, but he didn't expect that 16 years ago, he actually missed a ghost clan's remnants, why did the master leave one for his junior brother, why didn't he kill them all.

Could it be that he doesn't believe in my strength, as long as he breaks through the Dacheng level, I no longer need this residual vein, so now he is still useful, but junior brother, junior brother, your luck is not very good, now your residual vein is dead, and the master is no longer there, except for a thought, I am afraid that no one in this world can try with me.

Lin Guoqing changed Qingshi's clothes and tore off his mask, and he found that Qingshi's face was no longer bloody.

According to Qingshi's previous arrangement, Lin Guoqing asked Luofu to place the corpse of Yan Ge in a large vat filled with blood that had been prepared in advance.

Qingshi was seriously injured this time, and over the years, he has devoted himself to medicine and not caring about the world, but he didn't expect that his martial arts were already much worse than before.

After taking a calming pill, Qingshi felt better.

"Curator, can the song be brought back to life?"

"His life can be saved, but he can't practice martial arts anymore in this life. ”

"Could it be that he has become a wasted person?"

"That's not it, it's just that after he woke up, he was an ordinary person, just like you, without any martial arts, and the most important thing is that his ghost spirit has dispersed. ”

Lin Guoqing was very puzzled, if this person was not abolished, it should not be difficult to practice a good skill at such a young age.

But he didn't know at all that it was not only his innate physique that made Yin Ge's martial arts attainments progress so quickly, but his ghost qi.

Ghost qi is the inherent breath of the ghost clan, and it is the second soul of the ghost clan. Every ghost person has a ghost aura.

The origin of the ghost spirit can be traced back thousands of years, and the leader of the ghost clan, Yan Li, led his people to fight in all directions.

Because he killed too many people during his lifetime, these people's resentment persisted, and they finally attached themselves to the funeral rites.

At first, he didn't care, but he found that he was becoming more and more ferocious and brutal when he fought.

Whenever I get hurt, I feel like I can't run out of strength.

Finally, he spent 3 years to unify the Hongwu Continent. But who would have thought that this ghost spirit had been passed down.

All the people in the martial arts want to get the ghost qi, and they start to kill like crazy, hoping that one day they will become a ghost qi like the funeral rites.

But those ghosts seem to be only interested in the ghost people, no matter how many people you kill, you will not have a ghost aura in you.

There is another thing in the ghost clan that is very powerful, and that is the Dark Flame Divine Skill.

It's just that this martial art is a ghost clan's mastery, and others will either be burned alive or have their meridians cut off when they practice it, and they will become a wasted person.

Fortunately, the paper books have not been handed down, otherwise there will be a bloody storm up and down the rivers and lakes