Fu Minghang didn’t think much about it, and his hand shone with golden light. He wanted to further press Zhao Zifeng to use his hidden strength. He knew that Zhao Zifeng must be waiting, waiting to find one of his flaws, but Fu Minghang believed that he wouldn’t give Zhao Zifeng this chance, because his guards with knives could not be flawed.
The big knife with a knife guard has a brighter light and a more unique shadow. When it is turned down, it is not inferior to the overbearing knife method used by Xie Keying. In fact, Fu Minghang’s father got the ruler of killing God by accident, and he didn’t know the origin. Although there are many sects in the field of repairing truth, there are also many scattered practices. Fu Shouyi once went abroad to look for materials for refining medicine, and found a lonely man in a barren Dan, and at his side, there was a god-killing ruler. When Fu Shouyi saw that the god-killing ruler belonged to the celestial pole, he naturally took it back and gave it to Fu Minghang as a birthday gift.
Fu Minghang began to play with this god-killing ruler since he was a child. Naturally, he knew everything about the god-killing ruler like the back of his hand, so he was full of confidence. However, at this moment, the white ghost moved and finally revealed the killing attraction he had hidden for a long time.
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Chapter one hundred and sixty-seven Weird evil trader
Chapter one hundred and sixty-seven Weird evil trader
Folk legends about ghosts are like this: ghosts are all pale, with messy hair, scary faces, and even more red and long tongues, floating in the air like air bodies.
Few people talk about ghosts’ hands and feet. What they care about most is always the horror on the ghost’s face.
When the white ghost appeared, his hands and feet were ignored by Fu Minghang. In fact, people’s brains have inertia. When a traditional thing and idea are input into your mind, you will also have inertia, which is also because the court will always use dead articles to bind the world.
However, Fu Minghang is different. Fu Minghang is a man of practice. Naturally, he won’t miss the hands and feet of white ghosts, but he is still a little short, that is, the hair of white ghosts, yes, a messy hair.
The white ghost’s hair grows longer and longer like a plant unconsciously. At the moment when the knife guard moves, he actually tied the hands of the knife guard with his hair, and the knife guard had no time to defend, because his knife just started and was about to chop off, and the white ghost’s hair was wrapped up.
This is not the fault of the guards with knives, nor is it Fu Minghang’s fault, but the speed of the white ghosts is too unexpected. The speed is between the flashes of lightning, and it can even be said that the white ghosts’ hair is wrapped around the hands of the guards with knives.
Zhao Zifeng slowly breathed a sigh of relief at this time. He was always on tenterhooks. He was always nervous. He always used to pay attention to himself, and it was all worth it at this moment. At the moment when the white ghost met the guard with a knife, he has been carefully strategizing this move, which really worked, just like the game in the chess game, expecting the enemy to take the lead.
Although Zhao Zifeng is relaxed, his method is not loose, and he is closely changing the method. White ghosts under his control, stretched out his hands. Those hands without a trace of blood seem to come out of the endless darkness, and they are a little cold, like ghost claws in the nether world.
The name of this claw is nine Yin-eating claws.
Fu Minghang’s heart jumped inadvertently, because those white bloodless paws caught the chest of the guard with a knife, and when they entered, his chest would also be hit. Fu Minghang’s left hand, which was originally placed on the right hand, was drawn out, and a light came from his left hand. Only a sharp cry came from the knife with the knife guard, and the huge broadsword with the knife guard gave an incandescent light, and the blade turned into a light spot and met the white claws.
Zhao Zifeng’s face changed, and his deliberate blow was thus resolved, which he absolutely did not want. Zhao Zifeng bite in the mouth, one mouthful blood in his mouth peristalsis, he jerked toward the air absorption complications, blood spilled on the absorption complications floating in the air, immediately absorption complications lotus flower, followed by white ghosts is also a bright. The claw of the white ghost continues, but the difference is that his feet are climbing up from below like vines.
Fu Minghang, with a snort of cold, ignored the change of the white ghost, but the hand touched, and the light of the broadsword flew to the white ghost and entangled the black hair of the hands with the knife guard.
"So confident for him!" Zhao Zifeng thought of an idea in his mind. Driven by consciousness, white ghosts shrank their hair like running water, and the figure of white ghosts quickly drifted away.
The light of the broadsword flew to the hands of the guards with knives, only to see the golden light reappear. There was an incredible change in the body of the guard with a knife. In an instant, the armor of the guard with a knife flew from him in an instant. Floating in the air, the golden light on the knife guard began to disappear, revealing a weak woman.
She has a pale hair. Hands holding legs tired into a ball, the moving face and eyes closed, just like Bing Xin beauty who has been sleeping for thousands of years.
Her appearance, to make the white ghost show a trace of fear, manipulated the white ghost Zhao Zifeng also with a quiver in the heart, a sense of fear from the bottom of my heart.
She opened her eyes, with a lazy look, as if she had just woken up. She looked at the white ghost in front of her, and took a look at Fu Minghang. A faint smile appeared on the whole face, but at this moment, the golden armor that floated in the air suddenly disappeared, and it was black.
The god-killing ruler floating on the edge also became an ordinary ruler with a perfect black body at the same moment.
Fu Minghang looked at the woman puzzled and said, "What’s the matter?"
As soon as Fu Minghang’s words were first spoken, the black armor in the air split apart, and finally all of them were put on the woman’s body. Two black wristbands with blue fangs were suddenly added to the woman’s hands and wrists, and a skull shape protruded from the wristband, and there were two black and sharp double-edged edges on the side, which made the woman all look fantastic.
The woman reached out and shook her hand, and two cold ghosts shot at the white ghost. Zhao Zifeng was in a hurry and hurriedly manipulated the white ghost to dodge, but the white ghost did not move.
Zhao Zifeng’s face became ugly. He knew that he was finished, because those two cold paths were shooting at the white ghost soul. If he couldn’t hide, he Zhao Zifeng was bound to seriously injure Yuan Shen.
"Purple wind retreats." A dull and majestic voice came from the air, followed by a burst of yellow smoke from the maple grove, which appeared in front of the white ghost in a palm-sized apricot yellow flag. The cold from the woman disappeared into the yellow smoke from the apricot yellow flag, and there was no movement.
"Master!" Zhao Zifeng rejoiced, and with a magic trick, he instructed the white ghost to return to the soul-absorbing banner, then took back the soul-absorbing banner, and hurriedly flew to Zhang Chongxuan, who had just flown from the air.
Zhang Zhongxuan nodded his head. When he was looking up Fu Shouyi’s memory, he found a secret and came back quickly. Fortunately, he came back in time, otherwise Zhao Zifeng would have died.
Fu Minghang looked at the indifferent blue woman, stunned and said, "Aren’t you Zhang Zhongxuan of the Zhang family? Are you the behind-the-scenes person and his master of Boss Zhao? "
At Fu Minghang, Zhang Zhongxuan turned his attention to the woman. "I didn’t expect to meet the legendary evil opium poppy today, but it’s really rare."
When the woman in the air heard Zhang Zhongxuan’s words, she giggled and said, "It’s amazing that someone can see through my origin." The woman opened her mouth to speak, and her voice was crisp and sweet, just like Yue Xian on earth. Zhao Zifeng around Zhang Zhongxuan was greatly puzzled.
Zhang Zhongxuan didn’t reply, but his head was slightly tilted. Tao: "Zifeng, as a teacher, I know that you want to surpass me, but with your current ability and knowledge, you want to surpass not me, but yourself. Why don’t you consider the factor of Cher before making the layout? I’m afraid you wouldn’t be able to support it now if your two sisters’ instruments didn’t change suddenly. "
When Zhao Zifeng heard Zhang Chongxuan’s words, he seemed to know everything when he saw that he had only been here for a moment. He felt ashamed and said, "Master, where is Sister Xue, Zifeng really doesn’t know what to do."
Zhang Zhongxuan thoughtfully. "All right, I’ll tell her then," he said. Zhang Zhongxuan pointed to the woman in front of him and said, "Zifeng, you didn’t lose today’s battle, because from the beginning. You walk into someone else’s trap. "
Zhao Qifeng’s eyes flashed. Looking at the woman in front of him, he seemed to know something. He said, "Zifeng doesn’t quite understand."
The woman smiled and said, "It’s very interesting for you to come. I knew that this game had been beaten long ago. It seems that it is not ordinary people."
Fu Minghang said at this time: "Of course, he is not an ordinary person. The apricot yellow flag is still the treasure of Shushan, and he is obviously a master of Shushan Sect."
Zhang Zhongxuan stretched out his hand and took back the apricot yellow flag, saying, "What does it matter if I’m human? You’d better think about yourself. It won’t be long. I’m afraid you’ll become someone else’s ghost eater. "
The woman fell to the ground at this time. Without a trace of expression on her face, she said, "I can’t believe you even know about autophagy."
Aside Fu Minghang sounds very mysterious, but he also felt that this woman came from the soul of killing God. And Zhang Zhongxuan said that he would become someone else’s soul-eater. Does this reveal anything?
Zhang Zhongxuan set his eyes on Fu Minghang and said, "You are indeed a talented person, but what do you think is the reason why you can achieve such a high level of cultivation today?"
Fu Minghang didn’t answer, but focused on the killing ruler not far away, which turned black and fell to the ground. He remembered the things when he was a child. When he didn’t get Fu Shouyi’s killing ruler, his promotion into the world always dissatisfied Fu Shouyi, until the emergence of killing ruler, Fu Shouyi began to have full confidence in him. Fu Minghang’s face showed a complicated look, and he couldn’t help saying, "Is it because he eats God’s ruler?"
Zhang Zhongxuan didn’t answer, but looked up at Heaven: "In fact, Fu Lao is trying to help you, just because he wants you to be the heir to Kunlun. His painstaking efforts are quite deep, but unfortunately he doesn’t know that from the beginning, he has pushed you into a fire pit, and your life can no longer be dominated by himself."
The people on the field, except Zhang Zhongxuan and the woman, Fu Minghang and Zhao Zifeng all looked confused.
Zhang Chongxuan saw that the two men looked suspicious and nodded: "The killing ruler is really a good instrument, but the killing ruler is an evil instrument that devours the original owner. This evil instrument has in turn produced an evil trader who is somewhat more evil than the evil spirits in the legend. The evil trader will use the killing ruler to find the owner. When the killing ruler has the owner, it will be evil.
The woman on the court looked at Zhang Chongxuan indifferently and said, "You are right."
Zhang Zhongxuan also didn’t answer. He added, "After several turns, I finally turned to the hands of a practitioner who practiced in a desert island. The practitioner is probably very knowledgeable and seems to know something about evil traders, so he began to exercise the ruler again, hoping to reshape the evil traders inside the ruler into gods. This practitioner is also good in ability, but when he is a monk, Will spend a layer of boundary seal on the killing ruler, because when he re-forged the killing ruler, he has mastered the degree of killing ruler. Unfortunately, the fu is old but has no intention to the desert island, and found the god-killing ruler in the cave, if he doesn’t appear, I’m afraid the god-killing ruler will start burning the soul in the long-term boundary seal. Unfortunately, he took out the ruler of killing God. And gave it to his most precious son. "
Fu Minghang heard Zhang Zhongxuan’s words, and he already understood that he looked at the woman, looked at the killing ruler on the ground, and tried to manipulate the killing ruler with his right hand, but there was no response. On the contrary, his body began to appear while the black gas.
"Master!" Aside to Zhao Zifeng way.
Zhang Zhongxuan shook his head and said, "The evil opium poppy has been stung for more than ten years, for today’s sake. I can’t save him, and I can’t save him."
This time, the woman figure together, came to Fu Minghang side. She turned into a mass of black gas, and then swallowed Fu Minghang into it. On the horizon, the setting sun did not know when it fell, and the night covered the sky, covering up the blue sky. There were no stars in the sky. There’s only one moon that’s covered by the dead.
Ji Xue was sitting on the Xing River outside Xingcheng at this time, and her face with pear blossoms in the rain was reflected on the river.
At this time, she looked up at the sky, her heart jumped and she felt as if something was calling her in the distance. She stood up and hesitated again, because the place where she was summoned was Maple Grove, a place she didn’t want to face.
Just, at this time there is a wisp of black gas appeared in front of JiXue, JiXue didn’t check. She is still sitting by the river. Looking at the river that never stops flowing, I am in a trance.
A wisp of black gas that appeared beside Jixue circled Jixue’s neck. Fiercely, black gas was straightened like a soft leather rope, and Ji Xue was caught. Ji Xue’s eyes were convex and his voice could not be sent out. The whole person fainted and fell to the ground softly.
A cold wind blew, and that wisp of black gas poured into Ji Xue’s head from Ji Xue’s nose and ears …
When the black gas gradually dispersed, Zhang Zhongxuan and Zhao Zifeng were surrounded by a woman with black clothes, and the clothes clung to her slim body, highlighting her hot figure.
Fu Minghang confused, he was thinking, what is the attack of white ghosts? Because he doesn’t think that white ghosts only suck souls, he must have an attack that he doesn’t know about, and it belongs to death attack. Fu Minghang looked Zhao Zifeng. Zhao Zifeng is now obsessed with manipulating the soul, and there is a trace of sweat on his face. This is the gap between him and him. Fu Minghang can be distracted while manipulating the soul, and he is very calm, but Zhao Zifeng can’t now, and there is a hard look on his face.
