The situation of the battle in the field has completely changed, the original arrogant monk surnamed Yang has completely lost the upper hand, Qin Chuan seized the opportunity and launched a crazy attack on him.

The flame puppet duels against the blood ghosts, the battle is the most intense, the puppet's body is covered with red flames, it wields an iron fist to attack the blood ghosts, and from time to time the mouth spews out flames that only condensation monks have. The blood ghost is not simple, completely ignoring the fist of the flame puppet, his body is covered with thick blood, as if he is wearing a red flesh armor, and the damage of the red flame to it is also very limited, and the two sides form a state of confrontation for a while, and no one can help anyone.

Qin Chuan drove the Fire Cloud Spear and Blood Soul Silk to attack the monk surnamed Yang, but he was stopped by a group of ghosts, although the Blood Soul Silk was certainly able to strangle these ghosts. But after all, there is only one blood soul thread, and it is still broken, and in the face of many ghosts, it is impossible to achieve a comprehensive victory in a short period of time, and kill the monk surnamed Yang.

Since fighting with the monk surnamed Yang, it has been a long time, and there is not much mana left in Qin Chuan's body.

"It seems that if you want to win, you still have to deal with the blood ghosts, those little ghosts are too difficult to deal with, and they can't attack that guy's body at all. Glancing at the blood ghost in the distance, Qin Chuan muttered, and at the same time, he applied several defensive light shields on his body, and no longer ignored the monk surnamed Yang.

Driving the spear and blood soul silk to attack the blood ghosts, with the addition of Qin Chuan's magic weapon, the blood ghosts, who were originally evenly matched, immediately couldn't resist the attacks of Qin Chuan and the puppets, and began to retreat one after another.

The monk surnamed Yang was very anxious when he saw this, but he didn't have any way, the number of magic weapons in Qin Chuan's hand exceeded his expectations, and the power was also amazing, he already had a plan to escape.

The blood ghost was beaten by Qin Chuan only with the ability to parry, and had no power to fight back.

"Stop, I'm throwing in the towel. The monk surnamed Yang hurriedly said. The strength of the other party is too strong, if he continues to fight forcibly, then his blood ghost is likely to be killed by the other party, in that case, he will lose a lot, and he may also be killed by this guy, so he decisively opened his mouth and surrendered.

Listening to the other party's words begging for mercy, a sneer appeared on the corner of Qin Chuan's mouth, he finally gained the upper hand, how could he easily let the other party go, so he took this opportunity to beat the water dog. Just now, this guy was determined to kill himself, since he seized the opportunity this time, how could he let him go easily, Qin Chuan is not a good man and a woman, and he will never be soft on his enemies.

"Stop, as long as you let me go, I'll give you all the spirit wine. The monk surnamed Yang said very painfully.

"As long as I kill you, isn't your spirit wine all mine?

"Good, good, good, what are you going to do to let me go. The monk surnamed Yang asked with a pale face.

"Do you think it's possible to let you go, when you were about to kill me just now, you never thought of letting me go!" Qin Chuan said coldly.

"Okay, if you don't let me go, I'll detonate this magic weapon, and no one of you will live at that time. Although my Hundred Ghost Banner Magic Weapon is only a medium-grade magic weapon, the power of self-explosion is definitely not something that you, a ninth-level Qi Refining Monk, can resist, you have to think about it. The monk surnamed Yang said with a hideous face.

Qin Chuan's face finally changed, and he absolutely couldn't stop the self-explosion of a medium-grade magic weapon. He had seen the power of the high-grade magic weapon when it exploded, and at that time, a monk at the peak of the condensation stage was seriously injured, if the other party really detonated the Hundred Ghost Banner Truth, Qin Chuan would definitely not be able to escape.

The eyes of the monk surnamed Yang were firmly fixed on Qin Chuan, as if as long as Qin Chuan said a word, he was afraid that he would immediately die with Qin Chuan.

Qin Chuan pondered for a long time and said, "Okay, it's not impossible for me to let you live, but you have to give me the spirit wine first." ”

"No, I'll give you the spirit wine, what should you do if you regret it?" said the monk surnamed Yang without thinking

"Hmph, do you still have a choice? Your life is in my hands, and in a few moments, I will be able to deal with this bloodghost, and then I will see what you can do to fend off my flame golem. "Qin Chuan didn't give an inch, the reason why he said this was because he was worried that after he released the blood ghost, this guy would immediately launch some secret technique and escape, then he would suffer a big loss.

At this moment, the blood soul silk has completely restrained the blood ghost's hands, and the blood ghost's movements have become very slow, and he can only let the puppet attack, and the blood ghost's face shows a painful look. The monk surnamed Yang saw this scene, his heart was very painful, all his strength was above this blood ghost, now it seems that even if the blood ghost can get it back, it will take a long time to cultivate before he can recover, at this time he has already hated Qin Chuan.

The monk surnamed Yang took out a yellow gourd from the storage bag very painfully, and threw it to Qin Chuan with a flick of his hand.

Qin Chuan took the gourd, opened it and took a look, then put it away. Then as soon as Qin Chuan beckoned, the Fire Cloud Spear and the Blood Soul Silk returned to Qin Chuan's hands. The blood ghost immediately regained his freedom, and the monk surnamed Yang was overjoyed when he saw this, and wanted to recall his blood ghost, but at this time, a sudden change occurred.

A black knife suddenly burst out of the air and rushed towards the blood ghost, and the speed was amazing. Before Qin Chuan and the monk surnamed Yang could react, they had already submerged into the head of the blood ghost.

"Wow. The blooded let out a terrible scream, and then rolled on the ground, and in a few moments, it was motionless.

"Boy, if you dare to lie to me, I won't let you go, you wait for me. The monk surnamed Yang pointed his finger at Qin Chuan and couldn't speak for a long time. Then, he immediately cast a retreat technique, turning into a blood-red retreat in the air, and disappeared after a moment.

Qin Chuan looked at the blood ghost in the distance with a blue color, the scene that happened just now made him also taken aback, he didn't drive the black knife at all, it was completely an automatic attack launched by the knife.

However, when Qin Chuan reacted, the monk surnamed Yang left in shock, and if he went to pursue again, he would not be in a hurry. There was only one dead blood ghost left in the field, and the blood ghost's body was constantly getting smaller and smaller, and after a while, the blood ghost's body was completely gone. The blood ghost turned into a bloody light and merged into the black knife, and on the surface of the knife, a strange blood light was scattered, and the black knife exuded a strong bloody aura.

Looking at the black knife floating in the air, exuding a mysterious light, Qin Chuan had an inexplicable fear in his heart. The scene that had just happened was completely beyond his imagination, he had never heard of a magic weapon that could automatically attack without the control of its master, a magic weapon that connected to a Dan period monk, and he had never heard of such an ability.

Qin Chuan cautiously walked to the flying knife and gently grabbed the flying knife, the flying knife did not have the slightest power to resist, and was grabbed by Qin Chuan like this, as usual, there was no abnormality.

"This flying knife is too weird, it seems to be some kind of magic weapon, I will use it less in the future. Qin Chuan muttered, and then put away the flying knife.

Just as Qin Chuan was about to leave, there was a sound of hurried footsteps in the distance, and Qin Chuan's brows immediately furrowed.

"Could it be that the guy surnamed Yang is back again. No, his mana consumption is so great, even if he finds a helper, he probably won't dare to come to me immediately to seek revenge. Anyway, let's hide and see. ”

Qin Chuan's movements were extremely fast, and after a while, he put his puppets and magic weapons into the storage bag, and then cast a few fireball techniques, completely covering up the traces of his battle with the monk surnamed Yang.

With a flash of figure, he found a hidden place to hide, quietly recovering the mana he had consumed, while watching the depths of the jungle.

After a while, several figures fell into Qin Chuan's eyes.

"Hey, how could it be them, what a coincidence. Qin Chuan said with some surprise. (To be continued)

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