As soon as these words came out, a trace of horror finally crossed Jin Chong's eyes. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Hey!"

He roared suddenly, and his palms slammed together.

But seeing that the gray qi waves hovering around the Qingshou Ghost King seemed to be soldiers who had been ordered by the general, the unconscious hovering immediately stopped, and in the blink of an eye, it was actually recondensed into countless qi swords.

The tip of each sword pointed at the Qingshou Ghost King, and this time it was different from the previous one, but it surrounded him in all directions.

"Ten thousand swords pierce the heart?"

The Qingshou Ghost King was still calm, raised his head and looked around, and even bowed his head slightly, and exclaimed: "It's really good, you already have your dead ghost master's seventy percent fire." ”

"But...... It shouldn't be enough. ”

"If it's enough, you'll know if you hit it!"

Jin Chong glared and roared, Heshi's palms suddenly pulled down, and he shouted: "Go!"

Brush Brush Brush Brush!

The qi sword was like rain, and at the same time, it shot towards the Qingshou Ghost King.

Boom, boom, boom!

This time, there was no swirling electric light, and there was no indestructible light curtain, there were just waves of violent explosions in the smoke and dust in the sky!

The explosion didn't last long, but the smoke and dust in the sky covered with withered yellow bamboo leaves blocked Jin Chong's vision tightly, and he didn't know what was going on inside, whether his ten thousand swords pierced his heart or not.

Yes, Jin Chong had no choice but to concentrate on it, and the strength of his whole body was raised to the extreme, so as not to make a sudden attack on the Qingshou Ghost King.

It's a pity that he firmly put on a defensive posture, until a quarter of an hour later, after the smoke and dust dissipated, revealing the bamboo courtyard that had been blown up by ten thousand swords, his angry eyes suddenly widened to the limit!

Where the Qingshou Ghost King was originally standing, where was there still half a figure, not to mention the figure, even a trace of broken cyan clothes, Jin Chong stared at it for a long time, but there was nothing at all.

However, there was nothing on the potholed ground, at least ...... And a sword.

One, Blood Sword!

The blood-draining sword was inserted straight into the ground until it was not half of the sword body, and the electric light that lingered on the sword had dissipated without the blessing of the Qingshou Ghost King.

The Qingshou Ghost King's internal strength is extremely strong, although he can't completely suppress the fierce aura on the Blood-Draining Sword with his Xuanbing internal force like Chen Yifeng, but he can also do it to the point where his aura is not exposed.

At this time, without the thunder and lightning internal force he poured into the sword, the red light on the blood draining sword already faintly showed signs of uncertainty, and it looked like it would burst out with a unique bloody aura at any time.

However, at this moment, for Jin Chong, what changes had changed in the Blood Draining Sword was not the focus of his attention, and his attention was still on the Qingshou Ghost King who suddenly disappeared surrounded by thousands of swords.

It's a pity that he mentioned all his skills and concentrated on exploring for a long time, but he still couldn't get the slightest sense of people around him.

The Ghost King of the Blue Head ...... Just gone?

Jin Chong was unwilling, repeating his perception over and over again, but he never found anything.

Just when he was angry, in mid-air, from which direction, suddenly floated the indifferent voice of the Qingshou Ghost King:

"Jin Chong, sword, the old man has returned you, whether you need it or not, it's up to you!"

"Twenty miles to the east, there is a hole, you can get out of the valley!"

After leaving these two sentences, there was no movement in the four corners, and this time, it seemed that the Qingshou Ghost King was really gone.

Only Yu Jin Chong stood silently in the dilapidated bamboo forest courtyard, his fists clenched tightly, so hard that his whole body trembled violently.

The breath on the Blood Draining Sword finally flourished, rendering everything around him a touch of blood red.

Jin Chong's eyes also became almost dripping blood when this blood red was shining.

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Yuhang City.

Jian Chen and An An and his party walked mightily, walking in the remote roads on the outskirts of the city.

When he came out of Xiongwu City, it was originally nine people, but now with the addition of a confused old beggar, it has become ten.

He and An An changed their appearances, pretending to be two rich boys who traveled with bodyguards, and they stopped and stopped along the way, which was not too eye-catching.

Except for the fact that there was an old beggar in ragged clothes in the group, there was really nothing else......

Jian Chen didn't think about taking a good bath for the old beggar and changing into clean clothes.

It's a pity that the old beggar seems crazy, as long as there is something to eat, everything is easy to say, but he doesn't appreciate Jian Chen's kindness.

No matter how clean and neat the clothes he put on for the Lingshan Seven Wolves and the others, in less time, he will definitely be dirty again, and the new clothes he has changed will definitely be ruined and broken.

The seven wolves were so angry that they wanted to drag the old beggar out and beat him up.

This was repeated several times, no matter how Jian Chen persuaded him, even if An An was cunning and wise, there was nothing he could do about the old beggar, and in the end he had no choice but to let it go.

The reason why the rest of the road stops and stops, on the one hand, is not to make a rush to attract attention, and on the other hand, it is also to find one or two famous local doctors in the passing towns, and to properly diagnose and cure the confused mind of the old beggar.

It's a pity that they have seen more than ten doctors along the way, but all of them just shake their heads and sigh at the situation of the old beggar, and they are all helpless.

Walking so slowly, grinding and grinding, has also arrived near Yuhang, Jian Chen has already given up the idea of looking for a good doctor, and now the only way to do this is to go back to Bajian Villa first and find Guo Chuanzong to recognize, whether this old beggar is Guo Nu, the leader of the beggar gang today.

If so, he was going to go to Miao Jiang again to see if Xiao Mohe was still there, if not, this old beggar would be pitiful to wander the rivers and lakes all day long, so he placed him in Bajian Villa, eating, drinking, and supplying every day, and taking care of his life, which can be regarded as a good deed.

However, Jian Chen believed that it was more likely that this person was Guo Nu, after all, he wanted to see the power of the dragon palm that erupted from this old beggar.

Although it was only a false palm, the momentum was terrifying, and Jian Chen still can't forget it to this day, except for the leader of the beggar gang, who can send such a majestic dragon palm?

Even Guo Chuanzong, who is now cultivating to make great progress, can't do it!

When they arrived near Yuhang, their whereabouts began to be cautious, after all, the current Bajian Villa is a wasteland, and it is also an eye-catching thing for so many people to suddenly go to the Bajian Villa.

After confirming that no one was following, everyone passed through the trail, and the magnificent mountain gate of Naha Sword Villa on the bank of the Qiantang River was not far away.

Even, Jian Chen saw a familiar figure who happened to come out of the village at the mountain gate, it was Guo Chuanzong who he wanted to find and recognize the old beggar!

"Xiao Guo!"

He waved his hand and shouted loudly, but there was a sigh in his heart, if this person was really Guo Fu, it would be a blow to Guo Chuanzong...... How big should it be?