The sword looked like a dragon and raised its head, making a cold buzzing sound!

The dazzling Bai Lian flew across the sky and cut off Lan Hong's head in an instant!

"You said...who you want to kill!"

The lingering sound did not dissipate until the sharp edge passed over his neck, bringing out a large wave of blood.

Crackling!

The bead curtain that separates the outer hall from the inner room seems to feel the sharp air, rolling down like a sudden rain.

The gauze of the bed tent was as straight as a piece of silk, torn in half instantly and fluttering in the wind.

"In the fifty-seventh year of the reign of Emperor Taizong, the Ji family of Liaodong...is really a good sword."

Ji Yuan's peripheral vision glanced at the clear inscription on the Xiuchun knife, which said, "The killing is not stained with blood, but it is still as clear as a clear spring."

He kicked over the headless corpse and calmly looked at Lan Hong, whose head was separated and looking up at him.

The latter's eyes widened, and there seemed to be a trace of the unparalleled sword light remaining in his eyes.

Then, it gradually loses its vitality, like a candle flame extinguished.

There was silence in the room. Ji Yuan stood with his sword in hand and said calmly:

"Lan Baihu, let you be freed."

Judging from the eight lives reflected in the Huangtian Dao Diagram, Lan Hong was most likely killed long ago and had his body taken over by others.

That person whose name is not yet known, used a method similar to taking possession of a body to change his appearance.

Hidden inside Tianjing City, at the feet of the saint.

Such a plot, such a calculation, is by no means as simple as spreading heretical evil practices.

There must be a shocking conspiracy behind it!

But what can a few small fish and shrimps do?

Assassin the king and kills the driver?

joke!

How many great masters are there in Tianjing City alone?

It’s not an exaggeration to call it a dragon’s pond or a tiger’s den.

What's more, that saint who is in seclusion is the only one who dominates the world today.

How to kill it?

Ji Yuan stopped thinking as soon as he released it, and did not let down his vigilance.

Sure enough, the headless corpse suddenly exploded, and blood filled the air like mist.

A billowing black smoke as thick as silt sprang out from it, revealing its shape and condensing into a ferocious face with distorted features.

"Ji Jiulang, you are really able to surprise me every time!

You lied to me for the inheritance of White Bone Tao?

I had calculated this step, but I didn't expect that the image of the White Bone Taoist Master could not confuse your mind...

Hehehe, what kind of treasure do you carry so that you are not even afraid of...!"

The surging ghost has twisted and ferocious features.

It seems to be pieced together and looks extremely ugly.

After the cauldron is separated from the physical body and exposed to the outside, it rises in the wind and sweeps away all kinds of mixed qi between heaven and earth.

It looked like a ball of silt that was so big that it almost broke through the floor!

【Gu Hongzi】

[Fate number: return Yang (grey), non-human (gray), elixir of death (gray), disciple of a strange scholar (gray), master of punishment (gray), proficient in arithmetic (gray), three out of ten (gray), eliminate Disaster (grey)]

"So your name is Gu Hongzi."

Ji Yuan squinted his eyes and felt a pinprick sensation on the surface of his body.

Compared with the paper man in Uprising Village, the aura is much stronger!

"Do you really have spiritual roots and spiritual eyes? Impossible. I know the thirty-six Dharma eyes that still exist in the world by heart!

No one can see through Tianyunzi's Yang-returning technique!"

Gu Hongzi let out a sharp and weird scream, as if he couldn't believe it.

If you don't have spiritual eye skills, how can you reveal your real name?

"Thirty-six Dharma Eyes? Oh, then report it to me."

Ji Yuan closed his fingers and held the handle of the knife, raised his eyebrows and smiled.

"Taixu! Chongtong! Huixin! Powu... Zhuzi, how dare you tease me!"

Gu Hongzi seemed to have lost his mind, but he actually knew all the treasures in his family.

It took a moment to wake up, and my mind was filled with soaring anger.

"It seems that Yinhun's brain is not very good... No wonder, his spiritual light is dim, his spirituality is gone, he is no different from a beast!"

Ji Yuan thought to himself and decisively avoided the attack of the billowing black smoke.

Taking advantage of the situation, he raised the long knife with his backhand and struck out with a sharp edge.

The qi between heaven and earth is so complex that when the soul is separated from the body, it is like being naked and drowning, and it is difficult to escape.

Therefore, both Buddhism and Taoism regard the human body as a treasure raft or a cauldron for transiting the world, and they must not be destroyed easily.

Gu Hongzi lost the body of "Lan Hong", and his ghost was infected with turbidity, filthiness, and evil spirits.

Completely losing his mind, acting only on instinct, without any rules.

Now it just wants to crush Ji Yuan to death and swallow flesh and blood Yang Qi!

Hoo ho ho!

A fierce wind blew out of thin air in the spacious room!

The icy cold air emitted is enough to freeze a warrior who has conquered the first level of Qi to death.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

It's like rolling thunder!

All the bed tents, tables, chairs, and other furnishings in the house were destroyed.

It was as if it had been patted down by a big hand and turned into a ball of sawdust.

"Gu Hongzi was at least in the third level of blood exchange during his lifetime, and his cultivation was profound!"

Ji Yuan's eyes flickered, holding the knife in one hand and the portrait of the White Bone Dao inheritance in the other.

He jumped backwards and hit the closed door!

With a "bang" sound, he ducked to avoid Gu Hongzi's angry blow.

The other party was no better than those miscellaneous fish encountered in Yinshi. With the help of Lan Hong's flesh and blood, he took on the appearance of an extremely ferocious ghost.

Flying, culling, appearing to drive away objects, and swallowing yang energy are all very handy!

Compared to the warriors of Tongmai Second Realm, they are more difficult to deal with!

"The roaring tiger bell has the power to subdue demons!"

Ji Yuan leaned against the railing, his eyes like lightning.

The dragon's spine vibrates and exerts force, driving the muscles of the whole body.

Silver-white thin lines spread all over the right palm holding the sword. With a buzzing and trembling sound, the sword slashed out like a waterfall of cold light!

Chi! Chi! Chi!

It's like boiling soup poured on cold snow, making a harsh sound!

Gu Hongzi, who turned into a huge grimace, screamed in pain, and half of his face, which was as rich as ink, was cut straight open.

It seemed to have been greatly injured, and the clouds of Yin Qi suddenly exploded and turned into smoke and dispersed!

"You really don't have a long memory. Have you forgotten that I am practicing martial arts and Buddhism?"

Ji Yuan made sarcastic remarks and continued to anger Gu Hongzi.

Taking advantage of the situation, he took another breath, exerted force with one step, twisted his body and charged forward.

When the Tiger Roaring Golden Bell was operating at full strength, the whole body exploded like fried beans.

A golden bell shrouded down, and the energy and blood rushed like a great river, rushing along the veins of the hand and bursting the embankment, condensing into the sharp edge of the embroidered spring knife!

"If I had a flying sword in my hand! I wouldn't be as arrogant as an ant like you!"

Gu Hongzi was so furious that he breathed out a breath of rich Yin Qi and pulled it into a rotating black curtain, covering his head.
To be continued...