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Chapter 167 One of the Thirteen Disciples

However, this old man was not a vegetarian. When he saw Ge Yu slashing with his sword, he quickly rolled and fell towards the grass not far away. The old man's body rolled directly down the hillside, and then

He stood up in embarrassment and continued to run towards the distance for his life.

When Dana, who was possessed by Ge Yu, saw that the old man was about to run away again, he quickly fluttered and ran behind the old man in a few ups and downs, stabbing him in the back with a sword. However,

The old man seemed to have eyes on his back. He ducked to the side and narrowly avoided it. However, the Maoshan Seven-Star Sword still left a gash on the old man's arm, and blood suddenly shot out.

out.

Two top masters wanted to take his life. The old man was completely frightened and ran away desperately.

But the Da Da who possesses Ge Yu is also chasing after him.

At this moment, the man possessed by Ge Yu suddenly felt a chill on his back, and a very sinister aura approached him at an extremely fast speed.

Just as he was about to dodge, a silver sword shot out from beside him.

This silver long sword was inserted right into the old man's chest, flying up the old man's body and directly piercing it on a huge boulder, where he stood suspended in the air.

Suddenly, the mysterious man in the cloak also floated down, went straight under the boulder, and stood side by side with the Da Na who possessed Ge Yu.

The old man was nailed to the stone wall, with blood pouring out of his mouth. He turned to look at the mysterious man in the cloak, and said with difficulty: "My life... fell into your hands...

Li Zejian, although you are a sword god, you are still like a lost dog hiding in Tibet. Now... you have another mortal enemy, the thirteen disciples of our Blood Spirit Sect..."

"As one of the thirteen disciples of the Blood Spirit Religion... the other brothers and sisters will avenge me..."

"The Blood Spirit Cult has done many evil things and harmed countless people. You have dug up all the old graves with a radius of hundreds of kilometers in the White Tiger Breaking Bureau. They are all used to refine zombies and boil corpse oil. I can't control the rest of them, but you

If you do evil in Niujia Village, where I live, I cannot forgive you. I have lived in seclusion for many years and have been living an ordinary life, but I cannot tolerate a cult monster like you who harms the people in my village. You will die this time.

No injustice, if you have the ability, just ask the Thirteen Disciples of the Blood Spirit Religion to come to me. Even if the Blood Spirit Mother comes, what do I have to fear?" The mysterious cloaked man spoke loudly and with an awe-inspiring atmosphere. Even Ge Yu next to him admired it.

Very.

It's a pity that Ge Yu's consciousness is now suppressed on the spiritual platform, and he is unable to communicate with this sword god.

As soon as Li Zejian finished speaking, the old man hanging on the rock finally breathed his last. When he was dying, his eyes were wide open, and he was obviously unwilling to die in peace.

As soon as the old man died, a black aura suddenly flew out from the old man's Heavenly Spirit Cap.

The Da Da who possessed Ge Yu snorted coldly and said: "Where can the soul go after it leaves the body?"

As he spoke, the man stretched out his hand and struck a talisman towards the black gas. As a ball of fire flashed, the black gas was wrapped up. With a shrill wailing sound, the old man

Er's spirit was immediately beaten to pieces.

Seeing how ruthlessly the Dafa who possessed Ge Yu's body, Li Zejian couldn't help but frown and said in a deep voice: "This friend must be spared and spared. He is already dead, so why do you have to spare him?"

Did he beat him to the point of losing his soul? It was like killing him to death."

Dada, who was possessed by Ge Yu, was also secretly frightened by Li Zejian's methods. The silver sword in his hand just now was a hundred meters away from the old man, and he was able to fly away and take it directly.

That old man's shit.

Even if you want to dodge his sword, it is not that easy.

This is definitely the most superior swordsmanship, especially that sword is not ordinary, it is definitely a rare flying sword.

At this point, Dana, who was possessed by Ge Yu, said politely: "Friend, when you do things, you can't leave any consequences. You must eradicate the roots. If you let his soul escape, he will take it with you another day.

So what if the Thirteen Disciples of the Blood Spirit Religion come to trouble you?"

Li Zejian looked stern and said calmly: "What do I fear?"

"You are not afraid, but do you have family and children? Are they afraid?" Dana said solemnly.

Hearing this, Li Zejian's eyes suddenly became a little softer, nodded, and said: "I think I should call you senior. You have been possessing this Maoshan boy for a while, so you'd better come out quickly.

, so as not to damage his body... Just now, thank you for the advice, senior."

This person is definitely a master. He actually saw through at a glance that he was possessed by the Maoshan boy. At that moment, he just nodded calmly and said: "Yes, it's time for me to leave. Now I have something to say to the boy."

, this friend, please help yourself."

As he spoke, a mass of evil energy glowing with red light flew out from Ge Yu's Tianling Cap, and gradually condensed into a human figure in front of Ge Yu. This person's face was blurred, as if someone was hiding his identity.

When Da Na Yi, who was possessed by Ge Yu, came out of Ge Yu's body, Ge Yu's soul that was suppressed on the spiritual platform suddenly regained control of his body.

Just now his body was squeezed to the limit, and now when he returned to his own body, Ge Yu suddenly felt sore all over his body, and almost fell to the ground, but finally managed to stabilize his body.

"Thank you, senior, for your help!" Ge Yu said politely, cupping his hand towards the powerful consciousness.

"Actually, you don't need to thank me too much. It was this dear friend who killed that man just now. I just gave him a little help." The powerful consciousness said.

Ge Yu had long noticed Li Zejian beside him, turned around, cupped his hands, and said politely: "Thank you so much for this friend's generous action."

Li Zejian waved his hand and said proudly: "I didn't kill this man to help you, but because this old man has done many evil things and dug up the ancestral graves of several of our neighbors in Niujia Village. I couldn't stand it anymore, so I came over to take a look.

Get rid of it by the way."

"We are destined to meet each other. Long Yan, a disciple of Maoshan, will definitely come to thank you someday!" Ge Yu said solemnly again.

When Li Zejian heard that Ge Yu's Taoist name was Long Yan, he was suddenly shocked and couldn't help but blurt out: "You are actually a senior with the character of dragon at such a young age. Isn't that the same generation as Master Long Hua of Maoshan... No wonder you are so young at such a young age.
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