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Chapter 191: Three steps, one kneel, nine steps, one kowtow

 I saw swords flying in front of the hall, and the two of them had fought for hundreds of rounds.

Because of the nature of the Heaven-Destroying Sword Jue, Feng Wuchen fought more and more fiercely, and the old ghost king was old and honest after all. He had just experienced the pain of losing his country and losing his son, and he took Feng Wuchen's sword forcefully. The strength of the long sword swing was also

Much worse than before.

"retreat!"

The swords collided again, and sword energy burst out from the Burning Sun Sword. The old ghost king felt his jaw go numb and his body fell back several feet.

Seeing that the situation was over, he let out a long sigh, with a death wish in his eyes!

"drink!"

He turned the blade to one side and cut his own arm. The long knife drank blood and instantly turned into a strange blood red.

Immediately afterwards, several red lines were seen pouring out of the long knife, blocking Feng Wuchen's path!

"Break it for me!"

Feng Wuchen quickly waved the Burning Sun Sword and cut off the red line in front of him.

However, the red line was drawn by the old ghost king's blood and was endless. The more he cut, the more it became.

"If this continues, you won't survive more than a quarter of an hour!"

"Hahaha!"

But he heard the old ghost king laugh sinisterly, and then, his body frantically absorbed the surrounding spiritual energy, forming a huge spiritual energy vortex in his Dantian.

Seeing this, Feng Wuchen's expression changed suddenly, this old guy wanted to blow himself up!

"If I were as young as you, it's hard to say whether I would win or lose in today's battle... But I am old after all! I know that after I die, you will most likely not keep your promise and let me and my descendants go.

, so I can only die with you! Die!"

The moment he finished speaking, his slightly thin body expanded rapidly.

The spiritual energy in the old ghost king grew larger and larger, until it reached a critical point.

"boom!"

How terrifying is the self-destruction of the third heaven of the Fish-Dragon Realm?

The entire square was enveloped in the raging spiritual energy, bricks and tiles flew everywhere, and they were all reduced to dust in the explosion.

And with the distance between Feng Wuchen and the opponent, it was equivalent to receiving a blow from someone at the peak of the Fish-Dragon Realm, face to face.

How dangerous?

>After a while, the storm subsided!

In the center of the explosion, the old ghost king was completely injured.

In his Dantian, there was a large hole half a foot in diameter, and the internal organs in his body were in a mess.

However, there was a slight smile on his face.

Take Feng Wuchen away!

After all, it was a ray of life for the descendants of his ghost country!

Just when he thought his wish was over and his vitality was gradually dissipating.

The sound of footsteps suddenly came from far away and gradually came towards him.

"How...how is it possible!"

At that moment, the smile on his face completely froze, and he looked sideways with all his strength.

Although his eyes were extremely blurry at this moment, he could still vaguely see that the person walking towards him was none other than Feng Wuchen.

At this moment, Feng Wuchen was also a little embarrassed.

The white clothes had been scorched in several places, and the long hair on the shawl was also a lot shorter.

On his chest, a broken mirror fell to the ground, making a clanging sound.

"I didn't expect you to use such desperate measures! But you also didn't seem to expect that I still have an imperial-level defensive weapon on me, right?"

"you……"

Before the other party could speak, Feng Wuchen stabbed his throat with a sword, killing his life.

"But do you think I will kill the royal family of your ghost country? But you are judging a gentleman with a villain's heart... I said I would give them a chance, and I will definitely give them a chance!"

With that said, Feng Wuchen walked into the main hall carrying the old ghost king's unrecognizable corpse.

"Plop!"

The dead body of the old ghost king was casually thrown to the ground by Feng Wuchen, frightening the hundreds of royal juniors in the palace to the point where they did not dare to breathe.

Feng Wuchen glanced at everyone and said coldly: "

I will count to three, those who kneel down and cancel their cultivation will survive!"

"What?"

When everyone was shocked, Feng Wuchen had already started counting: "One!"

This word was like a huge stone, weighing heavily on everyone's hearts.

Even the most powerful old ghost king was defeated, let alone them?

"two!"

After the second sound, some people finally couldn't hold it in any longer. Several people knelt down on the spot and destroyed their Dantian.

There were also a few people who were not willing to be manipulated by others and actually rushed towards where Feng Wuchen was.

"Devil! I want you to die!"

"Whoosh!"

Feng Wuchen didn't even make a move, he just moved his sword finger lightly, a sword energy passed by, and several heads were raised high.

The few people who took action have completely lost their lives.

This undoubtedly made the remaining people even more desperate.

"Plop!"

The next moment, dozens of people knelt down and destroyed their cultivation.

"three!"

After three words, the remaining people couldn't hold on any longer and had to kneel down.

Unexpectedly, He Feng Wuchen was one step ahead of them, already brewing sword energy.

"We kneel! We kneel!"

"late!"

"laugh!"

Before a few people could move, the sword energy had already passed through their necks.

After killing these people, Feng Wuchen raised his eyes and saw that the number of people had been reduced by half.

Immediately afterwards, murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and he swung out several sword energy, accurately cutting off the heads of several of them, frightening the others.

"He...they have obviously complied with his orders, so why do they still want to kill them?"

Why?

Because the evil spirits in Feng Wuchen's body detected extremely strong resentment and murderous intent from their bodies.

If these people don't die, they will definitely be a disaster in the future!

Rather than letting them grow, it is better to eradicate them right away!

Feng Wuchen glanced at the remaining people and pointed in a certain direction.

"From now on, you should kneel down in this direction every three steps, and kowtow every nine steps! Until you kneel to Wuhen Peak, I will let you go!"

"What... It's thousands of miles to go to Chen State... Now that we have no cultivation, even if we follow the instructions, we will only die."

Feng Wuchen nodded: "That makes sense!"

Finished.

"laugh!"

The sword energy passed by, and the next moment, the man had turned into a headless corpse.

Looking at this ferocious god who would chop off people's heads at the slightest disagreement, there were only soft sobs in the entire hall, and no one dared to say a word.

"Anyone else have questions?"

Everyone didn't even dare to answer and shook their heads quickly.

"Since there is no problem, then just do it!"

"..."

In the face of life, all dignity and interests seem so insignificant and pale!

The surviving royal families of the ghost kingdom, fearing that their slow movements would make the fierce god unhappy, scrambled one by one, bowing every three steps, and kowtowing every nine steps, and headed towards the Traceless Peak.

Feng Wuchen, on the other hand, flew high into the sky again, facing the direction of Wuhen Peak, and whispered softly: "Old man Luo, I have done what I promised you. You can rest in peace under Jiuquan!"

After saying that, it turned into a stream of light and flew in another direction.

When Feng Wuchen arrived at Gu Sect's location, he saw that his feet were covered in flames and turned into a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

I saw the man on the second floor carrying a dying old man with one hand and flying to Feng Wuchen.

"This old guy has endless voodoo skills. It took me a lot of effort to capture him. What should I do with him?"

Feng Wuchen glanced at this old man, but before he could speak, the other man opened his eyes and coughed heavily: "Ahem... retribution! It's all retribution! Kill me, Wuhen Peak and Gu Sect.
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