A pair of hands suddenly appeared behind the mysterious man. At the critical moment, he dragged him out of the power range of the Breaking Words. The Breaking Words immediately fell into nothing, turning into a red light in the distance in the air, gradually disappearing.

The mysterious man had appeared several meters away, and behind him, there was another person, and a long black sword was placed on his neck.

This person is actually the one with a knife, the young man I met in the Reincarnation Pavilion.

I was immediately surprised. The deep cracks just now stretched across the hall, and no metal instrument could pass through. How did he bring this long knife?

I saw the young man pressing his long sword and whispering: "Anan, you have been running away for a whole decade, where are you still running now?"

The mysterious man in black robe was originally named Anan. He was suddenly controlled by others, but his face remained unchanged and he sneered: "It's useless to find me after ten years."

The young man said, "The God's Captain's Sect has made a vow to go up to the blue sky and fall down to the underworld. You will also arrest you and punish you. Since you have been hiding in the ancient tomb and do not regret it, you have become more and more effective in practicing evil magic, but I discovered whereabouts. This is your own sin, and your life should be decisive. What else can you say?"

Anan said: "What a shitty god catcher? There are only three or two cats and dogs left. You kid, probably the little boy of the Xiang family who saved your life back then, right?"

His tone was still extremely arrogant, but the young man was still very calm and said lightly: "You were just fleeing in a hurry back then, saying nothing big. I have traveled all over the country to find you for several years. At this time, you don't have to irritate me and take the opportunity to escape. Today, you are dead."

After saying that, he didn't say much, and suddenly turned the sword and cut it into Anan's head.

However, Anan still remained calm, and at the same time, a wicked smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, saying, "You don't need to do it, can I cut my head?"

Anan's body suddenly rushed forward, and then he saw the young man's long sword without any hindrance. He just turned around and just rushed forward. In the blink of an eye, the head of the magician Anan was cut off!

But a terrifying scene happened immediately. Although the head was cut off, it flew up, and there was no blood spurting out of the cavity. The body and head rushed forward for more than ten meters at the same time. The young man was slightly stunned. After Anan ran for a while, his head suddenly flew back to his neck and fell down peacefully.

The next moment, Anan moved his head, turned around suddenly, and looked at the young man with a sneer.

"Flying Head Technique..." The young man frowned slightly, looked at the long sword, there was no trace of blood on it, and he nodded and said, "No, I didn't expect that in ten years, you have already practiced Flying Head Technique, but next time you will not be so lucky, I will cut you off in the waist."

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure suddenly spread out. The long sword in his hand raised, and it turned out like an eagle hitting the sky. It culminated with a sharp rush. The black light of the long sword flashed and slashed straight towards Anan.

Anan laughed evilly, suddenly retreated, and shouted loudly. The cat slave who was fighting with Chang Hunter beside him, immediately abandoned Chang Hunter, rushed over quickly, and even blocked Anan with his flesh and blood, regardless of his life or death.

The young man slashed the long sword in his hand, and was about to slash the cat slave in half from his head. Seeing this, he stopped and turned his wrist and slashed the long sword from the cat slave's head side, cutting off a strand of long hair. However, the cat slave avoided the disaster of death.

However, the cat slave did not know that he was merciful. When the young man slashed the sky with a long sword, the empty door on his chest was wide open, and his claws were blasted out, and he immediately hit the young man's chest. The young man groaned, and the long sword slashed quickly, forcing the cat slave to retreat. At the same time, he turned over and shook his body when he landed on the ground. When he looked at it, several wounds had been caught on his chest, and the blood instantly dyed his clothes red.

Anan laughed strangely and said, "You Xiang's heads are full of elm-woods. No wonder there are only a few people left when you are here. I think you will die here today. Such a large ancient tomb is just for you to use."

The situation on the field has reversed several times and changed too quickly. It seems like a long period of time. In fact, from the fact that we skipped the crack in the deep underground valley to the young man being injured by a cat slave, it only happened in just a few minutes.

This young man was very injured. His kung fu should be very powerful, but he was a flesh and blood body. In fact, he had just reacted quickly and escaped. Because the cat slave was cruel and bloody and bloodthirsty, his subordinates were never merciless. If he were an ordinary person, he would have been dismantled directly.

At this time, the young man lifted his long knife and was about to rush forward. I walked over and stopped him and said, "My friend, you should take a rest first. The cat slave's claws may be poisonous. You'd better save your life first. Leave this guy to me for the time being."

Chang Huowen rushed over from the side and shouted: "Those who trespass into the ancient tomb will be killed without mercy!"

The guy is now angry and desperately rushing towards the cat slave and Anan, and swings his iron fist, causing a whirring sound of wind and bombarding again.

It was impossible to tell that this guy was still a naughty guy. He shouted and rushed over. The cat slave's pupils shrank and he screamed strangely. The two of them fought again, but it was still a difficult game to decide the outcome.

I took a deep breath, glanced at the current situation, and looked at the current situation. Leng Qingyang, who was watching coldly from the opposite side of Shenhe, would not mention it. On our side, Nangong Feiyan had already been hit by the Soul-Snatching Gu first, sitting cross-legged to regulate his breathing, and a trace of white air radiated from his body, trembling slightly, as if he was using his skills to force the insect out.

The young man surnamed Xiang from the God-Catcher Sect also took out the medicine from his body and went to heal himself. Mo Xiaobai was so kind that he ran over and tore off the cloth strip from himself to help the young man surnamed Xiang bandage him. He often fought with hunters and cat slaves, and everyone was busy with his own affairs.

Now I am the only one with this magician named Anan, but I am not in a hurry to fight. For this person, I still have a lot of questions and want to know from it.

I shrugged and said to him, "You were pretty handsome just now, but I'm very curious. What if your head is intercepted by someone in the middle of the way and you can't get back to your body, what will you do?"

Anan looked at me with a narrow eyes and said, "Little baby, you don't need to worry about this, but I have to admit that I was indeed negligent and I actually found this place all the time. It seems that this cat slave is still not at the right time."

I smiled and said, "If you don't know, unless you do nothing, don't say anything else. If you steal the things that are the masters of Yansheng, even though they are not in harmony, attack each other and grab Yansheng's money, sooner or later, someone will find you. No matter how powerful you are, you will not be able to withstand the many Yansheng's masters, so no matter what, you will still be unable to escape death."

He snorted, "Master Yansheng? Humph, it's just a trick of a group of children. Since you are the inheritor of the Han family's taboo master, you must know that they are just neutrals between the mysterious and spiritual realms, and they are unsteady in their behavior. Although they are considered an alien, they are insignificant. It would be ridiculous if you want to use them to scare me."

Xuan and Ling? Neutral?

These two nouns popped up in his words and were caught by me in an instant. It seems that there is something to do!

I said as if nothing happened: "The neutral one has the capital of the neutral one, otherwise it would be very difficult to be neutral, but I am a little curious, which world are you from?"

But he didn't answer, stared at me with a slight smile, and said, "It seems that you are indeed a young boy. You don't even know this. If that's the case, it seems that I can't cut the grass and don't eradicate the roots like last time."

He suddenly turned cold and stopped talking. His lips slightly moved. He recited a large number of difficult spells. At the same time, he waved his hands and made various strange postures, as if he was summoning some monster.

Generally speaking, it takes a while for a magician to cast a spell. Of course, I can't give him this kind of time. Now I use the same trick again. The character Breaking Technique is activated and the blood-colored red light is instantly attacked!

My spell casting speed was much faster than him. The black air on his body escaped, and the hand technique continued to change. In the blink of an eye, the black ball appeared again. However, before he could condense and form this time, the Breaking Word Art had already hit. In a hurry, he threw the black ball high and just came to meet the Breaking Word Art. With a bang, a layer of black light shrouded outside the black ball was instantly blown away by the Breaking Word Art Art. In the middle, the black air dissipated everywhere and turned into a large ball of black air again, mixed with the sound of ghosts crying. Looking up, it was the faces of countless wronged ghosts, tangled and rolling in the black air, and shouted endlessly.

I suddenly felt a sudden shock. I didn't expect that this evil magician would actually use many wronged souls to practice. This was definitely a taboo in the heavenly way. In a slight shock, countless wronged souls had already pounced on him.

I shouted loudly, took a few steps back, and the character-breaking technique was activated again from the way I started. However, before I could hit it out, a sharp ghost crying sound suddenly sounded in the deep valley crack behind me. The next moment, a strange strange wind rose from the crack, and there was a huge suction force in the strange wind. The evil spirit and ghost in the dark air were sucked into the crack by the strange wind. The scene like a long whale sucking water, and in an instant, it poured into the crack and never saw it again.
Chapter completed!