Chapter 15 Blade Cultivation 2 (This chapter is free)

When Wang Ming heard the words of killing the ghost, he couldn't help but feel so angry. Yes... The sword in his hand should have been the side of the blade, but it was extremely thick, more like the back of the knife, but the side of the side of the back of the knife was an extremely sharp blade! Wang Ming knew that the reason why the knife became like this was related to his state of mind without the slightest intention of killing! He was unwilling to kill, so the sharp blade formed by his soul became the current bladeless state!

However, the so-called loss is not a loss. After hearing the words of killing the ghost, Wang Ming suddenly shook the huge spirit-eating slash in his hand and shouted angrily: "Don't care whether the blade is reversed or positive, it's more than enough to deal with you!" After saying that, Wang Ming suddenly waved the sword in his hand and rushed towards the killing the ghost in the middle of the road!

When! When! When...

Frantically waving the Spirit-Devouring Slash in his hand, Wang Ming slashed out three times in a row, but... he came out of Wang Ming's expectation that the killer not only did not die due to the knife, but also waved his arms to resist his attack one by one!

After a sudden churn, Wang Ming suddenly stepped back and looked at the dead ghost who fell back on the fence in horror. For a moment, he was completely stunned!

Looking at the sharp battle knife in his hand, Wang Ming finally realized something. Although his sword was in the shape of a knife, it had no lethality at all!

Ah hahahahahahahaha...

While Wang Ming was thinking, the killer suddenly laughed to the sky, laughing while laughing, and mocking: "I thought it was so powerful. I couldn't even cut my skin. It's really a terrifying laugh. Is that a knife?"

cut……

Looking at the mocking smile of the dead ghost, Wang Ming's stubborn temper came up again. With a sudden wave of the shiny spirit-devouring slash in his hand, Wang Ming rushed towards the dead ghost again!

Hu...hu...hu...hu...hu...

After several consecutive slashes, this time... the result was even worse. I just hit three times, but this time, the other party avoided the last few slashes!

hey-hey……

After dodging the sword in Wang Ming's hand again, he hit the dead ghost and mocked him: "Hey! I am a vain spirit, and I have no weight at all, so... although you can see me, you are still far from hitting me!"

call……

Hearing the words of killing the ghost, Wang Ming not only did not get angry, but instead took a deep breath and his expression became serious. Through the battle just now, he had already figured out some facts. He knew... If you want to rely on such a random slash, you really can't kill your opponent!

Originally, with the Spirit-Devouring Slash, there was actually a set of special combat skills, that is, the Skill Part of the seven parts, but... The Skill Part has extremely strict requirements on the undead fighting spirit. Now Wang Ming still has a long way to go before using the Skill Part!

But, can't you do nothing without learning the Technique Department? Could it be... If you don't learn the Technique Department, you can only watch this killer, but you can't do anything to him?

Snap...

He suddenly held the Spirit-Devouring Slash in his hand tightly, and Wang Ming resolutely rushed out again. There was no other way. Since he couldn't fight, it means that his skills were not yet good. Now... with such a good training, what else should he hesitate?

Hu...hu...hu...hu...hu...

The sharp sword kept slashing through the air and making a violent whistling sound, but... no matter how hard Wang Ming tried, he could not touch the other person's hair again!

Although the Spirit-Devouring Slash composed of souls is completely weightless, even if you keep waving it like this, you will be exhausted. Finally... After crazily attacking dozens of swords, Wang Ming stopped sweating profusely, and his eyes were stubbornly watching the dead ghost returning to the fence!

hey-hey……

Looking at Wang Ming's stubborn but helpless expression, he hit the devil and said mockingly: "Boy! With your level, hurry up and go home and eat your mother's **. Even if you practice for another ten years, you can't even encounter a hair!"

Hearing the words of killing the dead ghost, Wang Ming narrowed his eyes suddenly. At the same time, Wang Ming's body gradually straightened, and his right hand quietly opened, aiming at the killing the dead ghost!

The Seventh of the Underworld - Weakness!

One of the nineteenth Taoist paths - fuzzy!

With Wang Ming's low voice, two gray auras suddenly rose from the body of the dead ghost, scaring him!

With a slight trembling, the killer couldn't help laughing, and said while laughing: "Boy, you are stupid! I'm a ghost! I don't have ** and no eyes, how could it be weak and blurred?"

oh?

After hearing the words of killing the ghost, Wang Ming couldn't help but flash in his eyes. At the same time... Wang Ming said gloomyly: "No **, no eyes? Very good..."

As he spoke, Wang Ming focused on looking at the dead ghost, murmured in his mouth and said, "The Twenty-One of the Dao of the Underworld - the Eye of Fear!"
Chapter completed!