The Eight Wilderness Battlefield Sword Technique took action again, and the sword light condensed. Driven by Haoran Purple Qigong and Shenglong Qi, the power increased by nearly ten times, especially the penetration power, which was definitely not comparable before.

This time, the body of the ghost corpse is no longer as indestructible as before, and the ordinary hatchet also becomes like a sharp blade of a magic weapon. In a sweeping room, the arm of a ghost corpse was looked down.

The sword was not stopped, and he drove straight in. With one sword, he fell down, and it was like a bamboo shoot, cutting the ghost corpse into two pieces.

"Sword Light! Are you hiding your strength?"

Brooke exclaimed, looking horrified. Under normal circumstances, the power of the sword light must be used at least at the first level of the earth level to be used. That is definitely not a strong man he can deal with.

How can a person who does this kind of thing be without a guard? Although he pretends to behave, he has tried Qin Shaofu in various ways these days, knowing that he is a third-level Xuan-level, and can still fight.

Moreover, in a cold situation, he could use some special means to gain the upper hand. Unexpectedly, the other party actually used a sword light.

Qin Shaofu was not interested in answering his questions at this moment. He used three techniques at the same time. Without Jiang Yan's help to guide and suppress, he felt that the blood in his body seemed to be boiling, and his true energy began to burn, which was extremely painful.

The faster the activate, the more obvious it will be. If Jiang Yan hadn't said that there would be a little trouble, he was really worried that he would die directly.

Especially at the scapula on the back, a large amount of blood poured in, gathered, and condensed into a ball, as if something was about to explode and then rushed out of the body.

He could only fight quickly. Qin Shaofu endured the severe pain and took all his strength. Every time the sword fell, a ghost corpse was chopped off part of his body. This low-level undead summoning object became as fragile as tofu in the face of the sword light.

But in a moment, eight ghost corpses were killed in scattered, and their arms were bounced on the ground, with five fingers completely, but they could no longer form combat power.

Taking a deep breath, Qin Shaofu looked at Brooke outside and said in a deep voice: "Sorry, I'm afraid I can't give you time to repent."

Upon hearing this, Brooke opened his eyes: "You...you have used the forbidden technique."

There are some magic in the dark magic, which can greatly increase the strength of the caster after use, but the magic duration is limited, and its strength will be greatly damaged afterwards.

The body was so painful that Qin Shaofu had no interest in saying a word. He walked towards the outside step by step with a hatchet, with an indescribable emotion in his eyes.

This is his savior, but at this moment, he cannot help but kill him, otherwise more orphans who are wandering like themselves will die at his hands.

Brooks became crazy and could no longer control himself. Whether he went to meet the God of Underworld or the God of Light, it was his best way back.

Looking at Qin Shaofu getting closer, Brooke couldn't help but take a step back, but when he saw his daughter lying on the bed, his eyes became crazy again.

"I won't let you stop me!"

In a crazy manner, he picked up a knife from the side and shouted loudly, not killing Qin Shaofu, but stabbing his own stomach.

"Brook!"
Chapter completed!