A knife slashed down with all his might, and with the rebound force of each other's moves, Zhang Yang retreated back sharply four or five zhang away, already tired and sweating profusely and panting.

Just now, he had obviously relied on a few words, and he had provoked Ji Danhuang's weakness, so that he didn't have the courage to kill him. But why, why, after a short period of tricks, this guy is like a different person, and he bursts out with such a strong killing intent!

Did you push yourself too hard?

"Huh!" Zhang Yang gritted his teeth fiercely, reached out and wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead, "Are you really ruthless enough to kill me?"

Ji Danhuang didn't speak, and walked towards Zhang Yang step by step with his double swords. At this moment, his eyes were full of flames of hatred, and he wanted to tear the person in front of him apart.

The one who killed his mother and sister asked him if he was so ruthless that he wanted to kill them? It was a joke! Maybe he did regret plunging his sword into someone else's body, but this time he would never regret it again!

Rescuing Zhang Yang from the underworld has already made him regret it very much, and this time he will not have a chance to come back to life!

The dangerous cold sting rushed towards him, and Zhang Yang was terrified in his heart, and couldn't help but take two steps back. At this moment, Ji Danhuang has been erased from his cowardice by an unknown force, and has turned into a chasing god of death to harvest his soul.

Fear flooded his heart, and Zhang Yang seemed to have heard the sound of the dungeon chains ringing in his ears, and was about to lock up and drag his ghost away. The chains that were so cold that they pierced his soul, he didn't want to touch them a second time!

"Mix!"

Zhang Yang cursed and looked down at the watch on his wrist. It's been half an hour, why hasn't Master arrived yet? Has he been abandoned?

Hmph, what a master, just a bastard!

Ji Danhuang slowed down his pace and approached Zhang Yang at an extremely slow speed, as if time had slowed down with his slow pace. Slow enough, he could clearly see the expression on Zhang Yang's face, changing and distorting little by little, and finally condensing the fear of death.

If the feeling of fear can be concretized, it must be the same as Zhang Yang's current expression.

Hehe, is he scared?

When his back hit the stake used for cultivation, Zhang Yang trembled, and then saw Ji Danhuang stabbing straight at him with his sword. With such simple moves, such simple movements, he could see every subtle change of movement clearly. It's just that I don't know how to dodge.

The heart is timid, and it is so difficult to even avoid it.

Subconsciously waved the knife to block, only to hear a crisp sound of "ding", the single knife was cut off, and Ji Danhuang's sword was also missed. There was a soft sound of "Huh", and the wailing of blood in the air penetrated through the sky, but Zhang Yang's right wrist had been cut off by Ji Danhuang's long sword.

"Ahh

Zhang Yang let out a series of screams like killing pigs, and the wolf bèi burrowed under Ji Danhuang's crotch, and crawled out of Ji Danhuang's attack range.

looked at his severed right hand, and roared loudly: "You...... You're really good at it!"

Ji Danhuang looked at Zhang Yang with a calm face, and the blood stains automatically collapsed into a pale red mist in front of him, flying away with the wind. In the long groan of Kowloon, Ji Danhuang's face was flat: "Why can't I do it." You can kill ordinary people, why can't I cut you?" The indifferent tone was like telling the most ordinary truth that everyone understands.

Zhang Yang was suddenly choked, and he was speechless for a long time. A sharp pain in his right wrist reminded him that he was dying.

Sometimes, death is not terrible, but for people who want to publicize this kind of death once and have been beaten and destroyed by ghosts, death is a rather terrible thing. When he was alive, he was the son of a big company, and killing people was only a matter of tens of millions, and it was just a drop in the bucket for him. But after he died, he was nothing, and he became inferior to an ant.

In the face of death, all beings are truly equal.

Zhang Yang stumbled for a long time, and finally squeezed out a sentence: "Aren't you afraid! If you kill me, you will have an extra life on your hands, and you are not afraid of your future ...... In the future, ......" said and said, and I didn't know what to say.

"What will happen in the future?" Ji Danhuang was still as calm as a deep pool, without any waves, "In the future, I will take my Yangguan Road, and you will cross your Nai He Bridge." After you are reincarnated, love becomes whatever it becomes, and it has nothing to do with me. Oh yes, before you are reincarnated, I will deliberately find a ghost to take care of you for thousands of years, and then let you enter reincarnation when you have almost enjoyed it. Looking at what you have done in this life, I don't know what kind of beast you will become in the next life, I just hope that you can die a very miserable death in the next life. He flicked his swords, stepped a little, and stabbed straight into Zhang Yang's chest.

Zhang Yang looked at the approaching Ji Danhuang in horror, and hurriedly rolled on the ground several times, and the wolf escaped. His left hand reached into the bag and pulled out a purple single knife.

This purple single knife is the life-saving thing given to him by the purple-robed man, and it is the treasure at the bottom of his box. Now that it is a matter of life and death, he has nothing to reserve.

As soon as he bit his heart, Zhang Yang took a deep breath and stabbed the sharp hilt towards his broken wrist. The heart-rending pain spread throughout his body like electricity, and Zhang Yang only felt unbearable pain all over his body, like a thousand insects devouring his heart and ten thousand ants pecking at his body, and he couldn't wait to pass out immediately.

It was only at this moment that Zhang Yangfang understood why the purple-robed man had told him not to use this thing until he was forced to do so. Now he understands that with this magic knife, he is selling a qiē to a demon, and it must be tempered by demonic qi erosion before he can temporarily obtain powerful magic power.

And after using this magic knife, one's own cultivation will also be worn to pieces. If you want to restore your original strength, you must pay ten times and a hundred times the hardship.

Now, in order to save his life, he can't care so much!

Ji Danhuang stabbed with his sword, thinking that this time he would definitely be able to get Zhang Yang, but he saw Zhang Yang smiling and taking out a weird purple single knife from the bag, and then stabbed the sharp hilt into the broken wrist. An ominous premonition hit his heart, and before Ji Danhuang could retreat, he was blown away by a surging wind and fell straight to dozens of meters away.

Stunned, Zhang Yang's place was shrouded in a purple tornado-like mist. A burst of heart-rending screams scraped the eardrums like knives, and Ji Danhuang's hairs stood on end all over his body, and his heart trembled.

What, what's going on!

Tang Yuzhu and the goblins, who were hiding in the grass not far away, only to feel a huge force pressing like a mountain, so that they couldn't even breathe. Tang Yuzhu was overthrown to the ground, struggling to look up to see the situation in the field, but only saw a purple tornado rising from the ground, Ji Danhuang standing at the edge of the field, Zhang Yang but no one was gone.

Just now, Zhang Yang seemed to have stabbed a single knife into his broken wrist. And then...... And then what happened!

"This, what's going on!" Su Zixuan hugged the trunk of the tree, barely supporting it and not being shot away, "What the hell is that!"

To be able to burst out with such a powerful force, could it be that the weird purple single knife is some kind of magic weapon?

What magic weapon can have such a powerful demonic energy!

"What a scary thing!" Lian Yunu was also frightened, "The slave is so big, and it's the first time I've seen something like this." Ahh

"I, I, I'm here, here, here!"

Nantianmen's stammering and indistinct sound came from the tree, but it was blown up by the strange wind, and fortunately stuck between the branches, and was not blown off the cliff. Lian Yunu hurriedly wrapped him around his wrists and feet, lest he be accidentally blown away.

Tang Yuzhu shouted loudly: "Everyone get together! Be careful not to get separated!" Why is that strong wind too strong, and the connection realm can't stop it.

Even a real person can't resist the power, can Ji Danhuang withstand it?

In the woods on the other side, Ji Hongguang, who had forced the purple-robed man to no point of resistance, suddenly felt a strange force explode in the field not far away, and his heart was terrified. Jiang Yushang also lost color in an instant, and his hands quickly sealed, setting up a barrier nearby, blocking the rushing energy.

Ji Hongguang and Jiang Yushang looked at each other in shock. That power felt extremely familiar to them, as if it were ...... It's like a real demon has descended into the world!

The purple-robed man also felt the strange power, and was stunned at first, and then laughed.

A single knife condensed with the residual power of the true demon, Zhang Yang still used that kid after all! I knew that he had such guts, so I didn't come to save him!

When the remnants of the true demon enter the body, it is completely demonized. In this world, there are very few people who can withstand the violent and surging power of the true demon, and he took Zhang Yang as a disciple because he saw his unique experience and physique. I thought that it would take at least another year and a half of training for Zhang Yang to try to contact the True Demon Remnant, but I didn't expect this kid to directly use such a brutal way to plant the True Demon Remnant in his body.

is so reckless, it is easy to burn jade. But looking at the current situation, Zhang Yang's luck is not bad.

Ji Hongguang glared at the purple-robed man angrily: "Your goal has been achieved." ”

Now, the purpose of the purple-robed people is just to create demons. Use the remnants of the true demons to create more bodies that can be used by the true demons to lodge, in the hope that one day, the true demons can descend on this world again.

The purple-robed man sneered: "Yes, my goal has been achieved, and this kid has really exceeded my expectations." Ji Hongguang, this is the end of today's game, goodbye!" The figure shook suddenly, turned into a ray of purple light, and went straight to the sky.

Ji Hongguang slapped his palm angrily, and the palm force chased after the purple light, but only left a small blood flower in mid-air.

If he hadn't taken care of Ji Danhuang, he really wanted to catch up and shoot him to death!