Chapter 72: The Best Short Sword
An Xiaoyi listened to the sound from afar, her heart was shocked, and when she looked around, eight people walked out of the surrounding mountains and forests in the distance.
The leader was a young monk, dressed in white, with long flowing hair and an extraordinary bearing, playing with a jade pendant in his hand and placing it on his chest.
It is Fu Mountain.
"You three, go after the other people who have run away, and leave it to us here. ”
Fu Shan turned sideways slightly, and after saying to the three people on the seventh layer of soul cultivation behind him, the three of them left in response.
Fu Quan saw that Fu Shan had brought people to arrive, and hurriedly stepped forward.
"Young Master Shan, what are you doing here, this is a guest of our Ghost Domain!"
Fu Quan clenched his fists and said loudly.
"Hahahaha! Guest, you're just as stupid as your damn cousin if you want to act!"
"I don't know how I died!haha!"
"You minions, disloyal and unjust, climb the pole when you see it, you should have died a long time ago!"
Fu Shan laughed wildly, with a look of contempt on his face, and said sharply, his eyes fierce.
"What happened to your cousin?"
When Fu Quan heard the other party mention his cousin, he shouted in his heart that it was not good, and hurriedly said.
"He let you out of the city without authorization, and I have been killed on the spot, this is the price of betraying the ghost king!"
"Don't talk about the ghost king, I fully understand, this is your trick, you deliberately let my cousin guard the city gate, you know that he will definitely let us go, you take the opportunity to kill him again!
"You're also a dying person, so it's okay for you to know, so what?
"You believe you can escape from my palms, a bunch of idiots!hahahaha!"
Fu Shan laughed proudly, all of this seemed to be under his control.
After Fu Quan heard that his cousin had been killed, he burst into tears and remorseful, he knew that he had killed his cousin, and his cousin was poisoned by Fu Shan in order to save himself.
"Cousin, I killed you, you died so unjustly!"
"You already knew the consequences, and you want to let me go, and give me a purple spirit jade ......"
Fu Shan remembered the scenes he had with his cousin in the past, and he couldn't cry silently, and took out the purple spirit jade from the storage bag, which was the last gift his cousin gave him.
"You villain, I'll fight with you!"
Fu Quan's eyes were blood-red, his teeth had been crushed, and he was about to rush towards Fu Mountain, knowing that he would die, but still fighting for his life.
"Don't ......"
Before An Xiaoyi finished speaking, he saw Fu Shan patting the storage bag, and there was already a jade slip in his hand, but he just pinched it lightly and shattered it instantly.
"Boom!"
At the same time that Fu Shan crushed the jade slip, Fu Quan, who flew up into the air, exploded violently, and was split in an instant, and at the same time as the explosion, a white light flew out of his body and shot towards An Xiaoyi on the side.
At the same time as being shot by that white light, An Xiaoyi was forced to take a few steps back, and after a moment in front of him, he returned to normal.
An Xiaoyi looked at his whole body, and there was nothing abnormal.
"Haha!
"That white light just now is the light of Fu Quan's soul pill explosion. ”
"Part of the prohibition imposed by the Ghost King on Fu Quan has been transferred to you, and although the power of this prohibition cannot control you, you cannot escape from the range of thousands of miles in the Ghost Domain!"
"Once you leave the range of thousands of miles from the ghost realm, this forbidden power will explode, and you will also explode and die!"
I saw Fu Shan on the opposite side with a fierce look on his face, and said with a wild smile.
"Soul Pill, Forbidden Power?"
"Fu Quan is also a soul puppet?"
An Xiaoyi was shocked and asked.
"Yes, the life and death of the soul puppet is in the hands of the master, each soul puppet, in the hands of the master, has an identity jade slip, as long as it is within a certain range, crush the jade slip, the soul puppet will explode and die. “
Fu Shan said proudly.
"If you kneel down and beg for mercy now, maybe Young Master Ben will be happy for a while, you can consider refining you into a soul puppet, although life and death are in my hands, but your cultivation will also improve by more than two levels! What do you think?"
Fu Shan looked at An Xiaoyi, looking compassionate.
"Soul golems?haha!"
"Yes, yes, yes, I think your cultivation is not bad, but it's a pity to die!"
"Dreaming!"
"Look for death!!"
Fu Shan saw An Xiaoyi's refusal, and said viciously.
"Up!"
Fu Shan took two steps back, and with a wave of his hand, four soul puppets of the eighth layer of soul cultivation behind him walked towards An Xiaoyi.
I saw that the four soul puppets were dressed exactly the same, dressed in brocade robes, and had a short sword in their hands.
The four soul puppets ran in front of Fu Shan, forming a burst of phantoms.
"Sword formation?"
An Xiaoyi looked at the way they ran, although it was illusory and ethereal, but there was some kind of tacit understanding, knowing that these four people were a whole, and the power of the sword formation formed was naturally extraordinary.
"The wind is swirling, and the two realms are one!"
An Xiaoyi struck out the wind whirlpool and hit the sword formation of the four.
I saw that the huge red-orange wind vortex formed by the clear wind vortex didn't cause any damage to them after touching the opponent's sword array.
"Oh no, that's amazing!"
An Xiaoyi was shocked in his heart, this was the first time he had seen someone who could face his own wind whirlpool without harm, knowing that the other party's sword array was exquisite.
Just when An Xiaoyi was about to exercise again, the sword array had already arrived in front of him, An Xiaoyi couldn't dodge, and there were two places on his body, which were scratched by the opponent's short sword, and blood burst out, although it was not fatal, but the pain was unbearable.
An Xiaoyi's wind unfolded, followed by two long wind shadows behind him.
This popular display seems to have brought some trouble to the sword formation of the four people, and the sword formation came down several times, but it only attacked An Xiaoyi's wind shadow, and did not cause damage to the body.
To say that this popularity is extraordinary, it is precisely half a beat faster than the reaction of ordinary people, and the ontology and the phantom are intertwined, which is elusive.
"Zhenhai Divine Hammer!"
After An Xiaoyi dodged a few attacks, he took advantage of the opportunity after one of the opponent's attacks, slapped the storage bag, and the Zhenhai Divine Hammer flew out.
"Formation!"
The four soul puppets, seeing the huge divine hammer smashing in, hurriedly formed a formation to deal with it.
They still overestimated the power of their sword formation.
Under the smash of the Zhenhai Divine Hammer, the sword formation of the four people was scattered, and the four soul puppets were ejected in different directions and were ejected a few zhang away.
"Die!"
An Xiaoyi controlled the divine hammer and smashed it at the three soul puppets far away from him, and he was extremely popular, and at the same time stretched out his shadowless hand, the best short sword in his hand, and stabbed at the closest soul puppet to him.
I saw that the soul puppet was very flexible, although the shadowless hand surprised him a little, in this emergency situation, he decisively turned sideways, and his left arm was slashed by An Xiaoyi's short sword, which broke instantly, flew out several feet, and blood spurted out.
An Xiaoyi's best short sword was obtained by An Xiaoyi at a huge cost, and it was catalyzed with a natal mark, which was extremely sharp, An Xiaoyi once used a few superb flying swords to experiment, and they were all broken in half under the slash of the short sword.
An Xiaoyi carried this superb short sword, which was originally used to save his life in close combat, but he didn't expect it to come in handy this time.
"Ahh
The soul puppet whose left arm was cut off screamed loudly, his body took a few steps back, not daring to move forward, he was very jealous of the best short sword in An Xiaoyi's hand......