"Please point out the way to live." The master of the altar gritted his teeth and asked.

"After taking an attack from me, of course, I will not take all my strength. As long as you can survive under my attack, I will let you live a life." Song Shuhang stretched out a finger and said.

Once shame reaches the critical point, it will completely collapse like the three views.

After Shuhang spoke one by one, he felt less ashamed and he was talking casually.

The master's face was white and black. The unfathomable senior's attack, even if the opponent would not attack with all his strength, even if he just had a flying sword, he could still cut half of his life!

However, he had no choice.

If you are attacked, you may die, but there is still a glimmer of hope.

If you don't accept the conditions of your senior, then the other party can cut off his head as a chamber pot in minutes as a flying sword.

And... he also has a trump card. As an evil ghost cultivator, he has a strange life-saving method, which may be able to bear the opponent's attack at the cost of "death" once.

Thinking of this, the owner of the hall gritted his teeth and said, "Senior, do you think this is serious?"

"I am also a well-known figure in the monk world. How could I deceive a junior like you?" Song Shuhang said coldly, continuing to look down at the altar master with his gaze looking at the ant.

He is a good person, but Shuhang does not lie. Because as long as he is a normal person, he has a head and a face. Do you have a head and a face?

"Please beg me to show mercy." The master of the altar smiled bitterly. His bitter smile made people feel that even though they were thousands of miles apart, they were still extremely bitter.

Under the darkness, a pure ghost broke out from the body of the altar and quietly wrapped the body of the altar.

Pure ghosts are ghosts without resentment, so they are not afraid of ordinary evil-exorcist magic.

Of course, it is not easy for such a pure ghost to be born. You should know that the birth of ghosts is often caused by resentment. A pure ghost must be a good person who is rotten to the bone, and he died because of a very unjust thing. But he is so kind that he doesn't care about that little injustice at all, and he has a chance to become a pure ghost...

"Then I will take my sword!" Song Shuhang looked cold and turned his fingers, and a piece of talisman paper appeared at his fingertips.

The "Sword Talisman" given by the Lord of the Qisheng Fu Mansion is a talisman for attack. When using it, you only need to activate the talisman treasure and yell the word "Sword". Once it is used, it can transform a third-level acquired war king-level sword energy to attack, and it is no problem to split the mountain and open the stone. If an ordinary second-level true master cultivator does not have any special defense means on his body, he will lose half his life if he does not die with one sword.

When he saw this talisman treasure, the owner of the altar was almost gritting his teeth... As a miserable low-level cultivator, what he hated the most was this kind of rich man who used talismans to smash people!

"Stand up, junior. Pray for your own luck." Song Shuhang pinched the talisman treasure, with a majestic momentum, and couldn't hold back his excitement: "Sword!"

A vague figure appeared behind Shuhang in a vague way.

The figure pointed to the sword and slashed at the altar master.

The dazzling sword light was excited from the sword talisman. As soon as the sword light came out, there was no other thing in the carriage, as if only this sword light was left in the world!

This sword light is an amazing sword technique!

In an instant, the altar master locked by the sword light felt that his body was imprisoned and could not move in an instant.

Even hiding was a luxury. He could only stand there blankly and watch the sword slash him!

Humiliation?Hate?Fear?

The owner of the altar seemed to have a blown seasoning in his heart, with five flavors mixed, and it was indescribable.

The sword light came to the body, but only made a slight contact sound of "swallowing" sound.

However, the body of the altar owner was easily cut in half like tofu and fell to the ground with a bang.

There was no trace of blood at the wound...

The foreign monk smacked his lips and ended like this? A terrifying and powerful second-grade true master cultivator died like this?

There was silence in the carriage.

Song Shuhang did not relax his vigilance. He held a "Armor Talisman" in his left hand, grabbed two "Sword Talisman" with his other hand, and stared at the body of the altar master on the ground.

The other party was a monk who had been active in Ghost Lantern Temple in J City fifty or sixty years ago. As long as he was not doing too miserably, he would always have one or two things to save his life.

Thinking of this, Song Shuhang looked straight and said in a deep voice: "I'm pretty capable. Since I have taken over this sword, I'll let you have a way out. Get up and get out of my eyes! Remember, don't let me see you again! Forever!"

Song Shuhang has already practiced the skill of fooling around and making perfect.

The foreign monk was stunned - with such a terrible sword, the second-grade ghost cultivator was still alive?

Impossible? Such a terrifying sword!

However, as soon as Song Shuhang finished speaking, the body of the altar owner cut in half on the ground slowly turned into black smoke and drifted in the air.

Then, the altar master appeared in place with a pale face, with a deep sword mark on his forehead. At the critical moment, although he saved his life by saving his life, the sword was too domineering and left him a deep sword wound. The sword energy remained in the wound on his forehead, making him feel in pain.

"Thank you for not killing me." The master of the altar endured the pain and said, "I will leave immediately."

Since this senior has discovered that he is not dead, it is meaningless to hide it any longer.

The other party seemed to be just a word and wanted to let him have a way out. If he couldn't hide, if he annoyed this senior and found an excuse for him to shoot another sword, he would really lose.

After saying that, the ghost general Ku You, who was also seriously injured behind the altar master, floated over and brought a black suitcase.

This box contains the important property of the altar owner. Some things are too precious and he dare not stay in the Luoxin neighborhood of City J. Therefore, he carried them all in a black box.

"Is he really still alive?" Mr. Yang couldn't believe it.

Looking at the pale face in front of him, Song Shuhang sighed in his heart. This guy is really alive.

This guy is also very hard at work in order to live.

What a pity, if I really care about face, the senior who has a word of nothing, might really let him go.

But, I am not prepared to be shameless at all! All I want is to kill you!

If you don’t kill you, I won’t eat well and sleep well. I won’t be able to live in the future!

So, just as the owner of the altar lifted the black box and turned around and left with difficulty... Song Shuhang took action again!

"Sword! Sword!" He held a 'sword talisman' in his left and right hands, and activated them at the same time.

Who knows if the master of the altar has any means to save his life, so he put two sword talismans together in one breath! If it weren't for one person who only had two hands and could only use two sword talismans, Song Shuhang would have wished to use the remaining sword talismans in one breath!

The dazzling sword light was once again excited from the sword talisman, and the two sword lights slashed on the altar master in the shape of an x-shaped shape.

The altar master was still vigilant before leaving, but it was useless.

The two sword lights are too fast, and once locked, they still have the ability to imprison the enemy.

After the sword light, the altar master's body was cut into four pieces and fell to the ground again. But this time, he had no means to save his life and had no life to die.

The second-grade monk's body was extremely strong. Even if he was cut into pieces, the master of the altar had not immediately fled. His head was staring at Song Shuhang. He had countless sentences of cursing in his heart, but in the end he could only turn into two resentful words: "No...shame!"

Although I had known that the other party was good at using poison and his personality would have been capricious, it was too shameless to be so shameless.

"Haha, whatever you say." Song Shuhang quickly grabbed another talisman in his hand, which was the "Evil-breaking Talisman".

The Lord of the Altar has lost his life, but his resentful ghost is still alive.

The roots must be eradicated when cutting the grass to avoid future troubles!

If Song Shuhang is alone, he doesn't have to worry about any future troubles. But unfortunately, he is not.

"Break!" The spiritual hurricane of the evil-breaking talisman rose again, storming two carriages.

‘Squeak…’ The ghost general Ku You screamed, and Ku You, who was extremely weak, had no chance to escape, and was directly purified by the spiritual power of the evil-breaking talisman.

Dong~~The black suitcase fell on the ground.

The dying altar master was also purified by the spiritual power of the evil-breaking talisman once, causing him to lose even the power to fight back before he died.
Chapter completed!