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Chapter 434

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    After hearing Ma De's cry for help, Lu Fan suddenly flew into a rage.

    No wonder, there was no response to summoning Ma De's spiritual thoughts. It turned out that he was taken away by the old man.

    Afterwards, Lu Fan rushed towards the old man without hesitation.

    Ma De's voice also made the old man stunned, and then, an expression of ecstasy appeared on his face.

    "Hey! It's been almost half an hour, and you haven't been refined by my soul-refining gourd? It seems that your soul body is not simple!"

    Although the old man murmured in a low voice, he kept moving.

    With both hands pinched, he pointed at the black mist fiercely. At the same time, he freed up a hand, quickly grabbed Ma De's soul body from the black mist, and stuffed it into the iron gourd again.

    "With such a peculiar soul body, the old man can't bear to let you use it as a shield!"

    Under his guidance, the black mist constantly emerging from the iron gourd quickly floated in front of him, forming a black curtain wall.

    The white horse cut out by Di Qian was extremely fast and arrived in an instant.

    Just as the black curtain wall was formed, the tens of feet of white horses had already arrived.

    Immediately, it slashed fiercely on the curtain wall.

    "Chick! Chick! Chick!"

    There was no sound of Jin Ge coming out, there were only continuous "chi chi" sounds, as if the sound was made by a red-hot soldering iron immersed in cold water for an instant.

    Under the radiant sword energy, the black curtain wall melted rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

    At the same time, countless shrill howls came from the curtain wall.

    These miserable howls turned out to be the desperate cries of countless souls before they were wiped out.

    However, the iron gourd is still spraying black mist continuously, replenishing into the curtain wall.

    At this moment, Lu Fan and Di Qian finally understood that those black mist were all soul bodies.

    "How many people did he kill?" Looking at the dying soul body, Lu Fan was extremely surprised.

    "Beast! You have killed so many innocent lives, I will kill you today!" Di Qian was also shocked and furious.

    "Jie! Jie! Jie! These soul bodies are less than one percent of my iron gourd!" The old man grinned disdainfully.

    Afterwards, his face darkened, and he said harshly: "Your sword has destroyed at least a thousand of my soul bodies, so I have to use your soul bodies to replenish them!"

    He stretched out his hand and rubbed the shady scenes in front of him, and these shady scenes immediately condensed into a huge ghost-headed sword.

    On the wide and thick knife surface, there are countless hideous faces, which still maintain the appearance after the tragic death, and keep roaring at Di Qian.

    Without the obstruction of the black screen, the white sword energy that had shrunk by more than half directly slashed at the old man.

    "snort!"

    The old man snorted coldly, waved the ghost-headed broadsword in his hand casually, and slashed forward.

    "Boom!"

    The black ghost-headed broadsword effortlessly split the sword energy in half, and then the sword energy turned into countless white light spots, which disappeared.

    Di Qian's complexion changed.

    She didn't expect that the ghost knife was so powerful.

    After the old man cut off the sword energy, he didn't stop, and swung the ghost knife to rush towards Di Qian.

    As for Lu Fan, he was directly ignored by him.

    In his opinion, Lu Fan is only an earth-level mid-level warrior and cannot pose any threat to him at all, and Di Qian is his number one enemy.

    The old man was extremely fast, and he arrived in front of Di Qian in three or two breaths.

    Immediately afterwards, under his swing, the ghost head sword drew an arc in mid-air, and slashed fiercely at Di Qian's neck.

    Di Qian didn't dare to neglect, she held on to her long sword tightly and slashed forward.

    Although she and the other party are both half-step heaven-level strengths, the other party's combat experience is much richer than hers, and the most important thing is that the other party is a scheming ghost cultivator.

    Just as soon as they fought, Di Qian's complexion immediately turned pale.

    When the other party's ghost-headed broadsword slashed her long sword, the countless evil spirits on the blade all opened their mouths and roared at her.

    The sharp, ear-piercing screams of the ghost made her uneasy, her eardrums tingled, and even made her feel slightly dizzy.

    The corner of the old man's mouth raised and he grinned grimly.

    "I am looking forward to the soul body of the jade-faced Rakshasa!"

    Immediately afterwards, the ghost-headed sword in his hand swung faster, and the howls of those evil spirits became more and more urgent.

    Di Qian only thinksDesperation welled up in the depths of Di Qian's pupils.

    "Are you going to die? However, I don't regret it!"

    In her mind, the words that Master said to her back then emerged.

    "As a disciple of the Rakshamen, we are doomed to die on the way of killing people in this life. This is the destination of our Rakshamen disciples!"

    She has long understood the meaning of this sentence, and at the same time, she has already made sufficient mental preparations.

    But for some reason, at this moment, extreme unwillingness welled up in her heart inexplicably.

    She was extremely surprised in her heart, what happened to herself?

    After thinking about it, she realized that she was worried about that boy.

    Thinking of this, she hurriedly looked forward, and immediately, her expression changed suddenly.

    ? The place where the evil spirit and the young man were fighting turned out to be empty, and both the young man and the evil spirit disappeared.

    "At this moment, you still dare to be distracted? I really don't know how you became the gold medal killer of Rakshamen?" The old man grinned disdainfully.

    Immediately afterwards, he exerted a sudden force in his hand.

    The long sword was instantly suppressed.

    The Guitou Dao slashed towards Di Qian's neck like a bamboo.

    Those evil spirits also jumped on her body and bit her fiercely.

    At this moment, the evil spirits on her body suddenly let out a shrill scream, fleeing from her body one after another as if they had encountered a nemesis.

    It's just that before these evil spirits escaped far, blue smoke emanated from their souls and bodies, and they disappeared in the blink of an eye.

    At the same time, the long sword, which had been completely dim, suddenly emitted a pale golden light.

    This ray of light became brighter and brighter, and finally, a pale golden flame rose from the entire long sword.

    Under the flames, the evil spirits on the ghost head knife dissipated one after another, turning into foul-smelling blue smoke.

    Before they could even make a scream, they completely dissipated.

    The ghost head knife body also rapidly shrinks at a speed visible to the naked eye.

    "How is this possible?" The old man's complexion suddenly changed, and he froze on the spot.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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