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When the eagle spreads its wings, it is the size of a person, and the Xuanying Village is built on the mountain, and the Longevity Holy Monarch takes the eagle body as a step, and a few steps is to step on the clouds, overlooking a battlefield in the village.

He pulled out the Kunwu heavy sword from his waist, the sword is three feet five inches long, the blades on both sides are like frost and snow, the legend is that it is the spine of Pangu, the sword body dragon carving is eye-catching, as if escaping from the shackles through the drizzle, soaring above the nine heavens.

The Ten Thousand Beasts Holy Monarch grasped the hilt of Kunwu's sword and slashed straight down from the air, the weight of the ancient sword and the sharp fall that swooped down, its speed was amazingly fast, like a bolt of lightning, cutting through the layers of rain curtains.

Batu Mozhigen sideways dodged the thunderous blow, feeling the sword qi around him scrape his face like a knife, but seeing Kungo inserted into the stone base, countless cracks spread into the distance, like the end of the world, just a turn of effort, the ghoul was already standing on his side.

The blood basin spat out bursts of foul smell, the long tongue was scarlet, licking between the teeth, and the dozens of severed hands on the body seemed to have been asleep for a thousand years, and suddenly woke up, and the five fingers opened in an instant, with a shuddering festering abscess.

The nails are long and sharp, piercing straight into the flesh, hooking all the joints of Batu Mozhigen's body, blood mixed with rain dripping like a curtain, Fan Jingshuo laughed and said: "Let you also taste the taste of the Underworld, even if the Five Absolute is here, don't think about moving a single bit!"

Batu Mozhigen was shocked, and even felt a sharp pain when he breathed, he knew that if he moved half an inch, the joints of his whole body would inevitably be separated by the locks, and if he didn't die, he would become a waste, and he was angry for a while, shouting: "Quickly remove the ghost hand, and then hand over Lian'er, the old man doesn't want to hurt your life!"

The ghoul laughed and said, "You don't want to hurt my life, do you know what kind of situation I am in, and you don't want to plead, but threaten and intimidate me, it's ridiculous!"

His expression was hideous, his fat body trembled with laughter, and the rancid smell was vigorous and deep. The two of them were separated by the Xuantie mask, and Fan Jingxuan couldn't see any of his expressions, so he couldn't guess his thoughts.

Batu Mozhigen's whole person was mysterious, as if a chasm was laid out in front of him, and he sighed: "The old man reminded you in advance, since you are stubborn, don't regret it!"

The human eyes on Fan Jingshuo's neck looked at Batu Mozhigen in unison, his eyes were dry and bloodshot, but they still bore the marks of his life, and the sadness and fear turned into the trembling of death in his pupils, oppressing all the nerves of Batu Mozhigen.

The ghoul looked gloomy and said with a smile: "Blowing nonsense, I really don't shed tears when I don't see the coffin, there is no one in the world who can break free from the shackles of the underworld, let alone you, even if the emperor is here, I will eat it correctly!" After that, he opened his bloody mouth and bit down Batumozhigen's shoulder, as if he wanted to devour Batumozhigen alive.

The feeling of tearing his skin made the ghost eyes widen, and the dark iron mask was blood-colored, but it was washed away by the rain, and Batu Mozhigen was in a cold sweat of pain, he didn't expect the ghoul to really bite him.

After a while, Fan Jingshuo straightened up, the purple feathers in his mouth were mixed with flesh and skin, looking sticky and bloody, and said with a smile: "Who took whose life, now you can see it at a glance!"

Batu Mozhigen said angrily: "Do you think that this can really trap the old man, it's really a fool's dream! What can I do with the art of soul possession?" Before the words fell, the divine knife immediately flew over, and the blade cut off all the severed hands at the joints of Batu Mozhigen, and the blood splattered out in an instant.

Before the ghoul could swallow, there was an exclamation in his throat, and he hurriedly withdrew his hand, but was shocked and retreated, and his eyes were full of stunned looks. The dirty blood at the severed hand kept flowing, even through the viscous filth, Fan Jingxuan's pale face could still be seen, and his lips were blue, as if he had really cut off his hands.

The divine knife returned to the palm of his hand, and Batu Mozhigen saw that the severed hand on his body was still not gone, and a few were still trembling and beating, his nails were clamped into the flesh, hooked and hung, and the rotten breath stimulated his snort, and he smelled nauseous.

Night Wandering God was overjoyed, seeing that the divine blade net collapsed and disappeared, he was exhausted at this time, the Heaven Killing Blade was inserted into the ground, his body was paralyzed like this, he gasped again and again, and shouted: "Old ghost, Holy Monarch, the shaman has a lot of demon skills, Han is definitely not his opponent, he has done his best, he really can't help!"

The ghoul and the Ten Thousand Beasts Saint Monarch glanced at each other, as if no one wanted to attack first, Qiao Yixuan's face showed hesitation, and he said in a trembling voice: "The blood jackal has been eaten away by the great master's secluded realm, where do I have any ability to compete with this old horseman?

The night wandering god immediately realized, his blue eyes were as solemn as stars, and he shouted loudly: "The old horseman's whole body has been pierced by the dark lock, and he has no combat power, and the big boss only needs to move his little finger, and he will kill this person in an instant, without the intervention of others! If it is passed out, the salt gang will bully a lonely old man by relying on the strength of the people, won't it damage the prestige of the gang leader?"

Fan Jingshuo was stunned on the spot, his big hand clenched the ghost finger nail rake, neither advance nor retreat, now that the lock has been broken, as if he has broken several arms, he is definitely not Batu Mozhigen's opponent, he can only look into the distance, cold sweat trickling down, looking extremely embarrassed.

But see the distant mountains and hidden, the peak posture is shadowy, a sedan chair yarn is swirling, suddenly flew over from a distance, the sedan chair is gently lifted by the little girl who looks like four maidservants, the red beast totem is covered with the entire body, the purple bead curtain falls down from the top of the sedan chair, I don't know who is in the sedan chair.

When the bandits saw the sedan chair flying in, they fell lightly on the side of the reincarnation pool, and tens of thousands of people immediately turned pale, knelt on the ground, and shouted: "The way of heaven is constant, not for Yaocun, not for the death, the help of the master of the cave is faint, the light is thousands of miles, the literature is admired and the martial arts are admired, and the world is the emperor!"

The bead curtain is dense, and it is difficult to see the appearance of the person in the sedan chair through the layers of rain and fog, and you can only see the treacherous shadow sitting inside, and suddenly a voice comes from behind the curtain, "Why is it so noisy?

The voice is extremely harsh, like a woman, like a child, with an old and hoarse tail, and a young man's tactful excitement, the voice crosses gender, blurs age, and even is issued by different people at the same time, encompassing all the cognition of sound, and the sedan body is narrow, where will it accommodate all the world?

Batu Mozhigen knew that this person must be Dong Xiao, the leader of the Salt Gang, and then looked at the ladies carrying the sedan chair around him, and couldn't help but stand on end, their skin and flesh were loose, and they were so white that they seemed to be wearing a huge coat, completely bloodless, and lifeless, and they were four human skin puppets.