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Chapter 373(2/3)

There are also age spots on his face, giving him an old and waning look.

He looked at Fang Che and his people coming in in panic, and said tremblingly: "This... this official, you are..."

"He who guards the main hall."

Fang Che smiled kindly and said, "Old man, are you two the only ones in this family?"

"And our wife."

One of the old women trembled and said: "We... are his concubines..."

"Concubine!"

Fang Che's eyes trembled and he said, "Well, how is the old man's health?"

"It's not too good, I'm struggling. These days are getting harder and harder every day..."

The old woman looked sad: "He has been coughing and has been lying in bed for more than a year, eh."

"It's really not easy."

Fang Che sympathized: "You all know the woman next door, right?"

"I know her, her name is Xiaomei. We have a good relationship and are kind-hearted. She often gives us food..."

The old woman became emotional as she spoke, and choked with sobs: "There are not many such good young people in these days."

"Yeah, not much more."

Fang Che sighed and said, "She is dead."

"We vaguely heard..."

The old woman's eyes turned red, and tears fell down: "The sky has no eyes, good people don't live long, Xiaomei is such a good girl..."

"You should also be careful, things are not peaceful recently."

Fang Che bent down to pick up the vegetables on the ground, and said with infinite regret: "You are old, I will ask someone to bring you some rice. From now on... in this world, you have to take your time."

The old woman nodded gratefully.

"Thank you, sir."

"It should."

Fang Che said kindly: "The old man is inside, I'll go take a look."

"OK."

Fang Che passed by the two old women; but just as he passed by, the Mingjun Sword suddenly turned into a cold light.

Make a wrong step with your back and make a knife move!

The sword's light was like cold lightning, and it pierced the old woman's vest hard!

Bloody light collapsed.

But it only penetrated three inches into the flesh and could no longer penetrate.

And a violent force suddenly rushed out, and with a bang, Fang Che and his sword were knocked away.

The tiger's mouth cracked.

The old woman suddenly turned around, her eyes flashed with ferocity, and she was about to rush towards Fang Che.

"What are you waiting for! This is the Dream Demon!"

Fang Che yelled into the air while being knocked away.

A piercing sword light suddenly appeared out of thin air.

At the same time as it appeared, everything nearby had been cleared.

Fang Che, Yuan Jingjiang and others felt that their eyes were blurred and their bodies were no longer where they were.

As if a curtain of light appeared in front of him, Ningxue Sword's figure in white clothes appeared in the courtyard like an extremely cold snow mountain.

The sword light flickered, and the cold sword energy erupted continuously.

But in front of Ningxue Jian, the two old women's skin and white hair quietly transformed into two beautiful women!

But at this moment, his eyes were filled with anger and anger.

A thunderous sword light had already rushed into the room.

It seemed like he was at war with someone.

This method amazed everyone.

Ningxue Sword was standing in the yard, and a sword energy was automatically fighting in the room.

A howl.

An old man rolled out covered in blood, and the two women roared at the same time and rushed forward.

But two sword energies appeared out of thin air.

With two pops, a bloody hole appeared on each of the two women's shoulders.

Blood flew out.

Just now, Fang Che made a sneak attack with all his strength when the opponent had no defense and was shocked by the counterattack. Under the Ningxue Sword, he was no longer an enemy with one move!

The three of them rolled on the ground and fell into a ball like a gourd.

Ningxue Jian's jade-like face was full of coldness, and he said calmly: "These are the dream demon and his nightmare guard? So weak?"

One of the women looked at Fang Che bitterly: "That deacon, how did you find us?"

Fang Che crossed his arms and said calmly: "The man you were chasing before is not dead!"

"impossible!"

The woman screamed angrily: "How can a mere general withstand my slap?! You lied!"

"But the fact is that he recognized you!"

Fang Che said coldly: "Otherwise, you have lived here for so long, how could I not recognize you until now!"

The two women's faces were full of despair. Although they still didn't believe it, at this point, it didn't make any sense whether they believed it or not.

"Ningxuejian, how did you get here!"

The old man was split out by the Ningxue Sword, and his body was almost cut in half, but he turned his head and looked at the Ningxue Sword.

"I'll come when you're here."

Ningxue Jian said calmly: "Delaying time is of no use to me. Today, in my sword domain, even Duan Xiyang is here, but I can't save you!"

The three of them looked at each other, and suddenly their bodies suddenly swelled, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth suddenly rushed towards their bodies.

The speed was extremely fast.

"Heart-Burning Dharma!"

Ningxue Jian snorted coldly: "You still want to make money in front of me!"

The ice jade-like long sword suddenly flew into the air, and thousands of thick sword energy suddenly erupted.

Puff puff puff...

In an instant, the bodies of the three of them were covered with thousands of blood holes!

Even the head disappeared like ice and snow melting away.

The spiritual energy that had just entered the bodies of the three people dispersed like a spiritual storm again.

There were only three tattered corpses in the field.

Two streams of black smoke rose up and turned into nothing. This was the self-dissipation of the Five Spirit Gu after the death of its host.

"Two shares?"

Fang Che's eyes widened: "Master Jian, why are there only two? Is someone not dead?"

Ning Xuejian nodded slowly, his eyes were extremely solemn, and there was also some pity.

He still didn't withdraw from the sword field, and the sword energy was still swishing in the air, as if he was still killing something.

After a long time, the sword flew back into his hand.

He held the sword in his hand but did not put it into its sheath.

He looked at the corpse on the ground with cold eyes.

Under his gaze, the bodies of the two women did not change much, but the body of the man slowly turned into a blur.

It's like a person melting in the air.

Only a bright red blood stain was left on the ground.

A phantom appeared in the Ningxue Sword Domain, but it was the image of an energetic old man, with a kind-hearted appearance.

With the Ningxue Sword in his hand, the sword energy surged, and he said full of resentment: "Dream Demon! It is indeed not the original body!"

The old man's figure smiled helplessly and said lightly: "Master Rui is worthy of being the third in the world. This kind of swordsmanship is truly earth-shattering."

Ningxue Jian said bitterly: "What a pity, it's not the original body of an old bastard like you!"

"After all, this is the guardian's territory. How could my body come here?"

The old man shook his head with some melancholy: "But you killed two of my nightmare guards. Ningxue Sword, I will come to you to settle this debt!"

Ningxue Jian roared angrily, and the long sword suddenly turned into a piece of icy white light, slowly crushing it.

The old man's shadow swayed in the ice-condensed white light and said calmly: "It's useless, this is just a projection. Even if you can smash the projection, what can you do?"
To be continued...
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