"Bang!" As the heavy sword and wooden stick were fighting each other, Matt took three steps in a row. He almost couldn't stand steadily, and his back hit the corner of the table with a bang!

"Uh!!" The bearded Mark suddenly felt like he was hit by a heavy hammer, and he was embarrassed and almost vomited blood on the spot!

"This kid is so strong!" As a swordsman, Mark is also a person who knows things. Seeing that Guan Heng is not amazing on the outside, he doesn't have any special clothes, and is only wearing a very simple leather armor, he is fierce and has extraordinary strength. Seeing this, Mark took a breath: "This kid is not an ordinary character!"

"Bah! I almost capsized the boat in the small river!" Mark flipped his wrist and put the heavy sword in front of him. He thought to himself: "It seems that this person is not easy to deal with, so I have to use the method of rushing the box!"

"Swish!" A layer of incandescent light suddenly attached to the heavy sword, and in an instant the sword became much more dazzling!

"Well? This is the swordsman's fighting spirit?!" Guan Heng had never seen such a thing before. He couldn't help but become a little cautious in his heart, and even his hands holding the wooden stick tightened a little!

"Ahhhhhhhhhh!" Mark, the big bearded swordsman, squeezed the long handle of the heavy sword with both hands and roared in a low voice: "Boy! Come on your life!"

"Swish!" The cross crossed, and two sword auras that were swept wildly like wind slashed towards Guan Heng fiercely!

"Ah!" Guan Heng faced the opponent's strong attack and shouted: "Good come!" He immediately shook the wooden stick in his hand, without avoiding the edge at all. He just stared at him and gritted his teeth and went straight to meet him!

"Bang-hu--" Guan Heng suddenly collided with the sword aura with fighting spirit attached to the other party. Unexpectedly, this power was several times stronger than the first strike just now. Unexpectedly, Guan Heng retreated rapidly and fell down. He saw that his head was about to "meet" with the wall behind him!

"Melty!" Guan Heng shouted in a hurry.?◆?     ▲   ▼

"Soon!" Three thorns suddenly weaved and intertwined, quickly blocking Guan Heng!

"Bang!!!" The thorny net woven by the net barely stopped Guan Heng who was flying backwards.

"It's so dangerous, your head almost broke!" Although Melty said that, there was still a smile on her face.

"Uh!" Guan Heng shook his head, shook the wooden stick in his palm and then stood firm: "I didn't expect that this big bearded man's fighting spirit has two brushes, not like a wine bag that can only eat and drink!"

"Guan Heng, you have to be careful, how about it? Do you want me to help?" Melty said as she grabbed the short sword around her waist and wanted to come over to help.

"No need!" Guan Heng waved his hand to her: "This bearded idiot has drunk too much wine on weekdays. You see, he used a move of fighting, but he didn't even take advantage of the victory to chase him, and was still breathing heavily!"

"If you ask for your help when dealing with such a small character, then I will be embarrassed!" Guan Heng smiled slightly, and the wooden stick in his palm flew around and circled: "Look at me, I will solve the battle within one minute!"

"Battle ball! I dare to look down on me!" The bearded Mark was indeed only a third-rate swordsman, otherwise he would not have run to a small country town and would have been a bodyguard for a few tycoons like Xin Cha.

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But when this Mark boy saw Guan Heng despising him, he was so angry that he smoked: "I will kill you now!"

"I'm afraid you don't have that chance!" Guan Heng's wooden stick turned around for a while, and suddenly swept the table beside him. There was a stack of high dining plates on it: "Swish Swish Swish Swish-" One after another, the dining plates kept flying towards the bearded man's face!

"Papapapapapapapa-crack, crack!" The bearded Mark waved his heavy sword and kept blocking it, knocking down the plate flying over, but the heavy sword became heavier and heavier in his hand. There are only two reasons: Marco just used a big move of "Fighting Qi Sword Gang". This move was powerful, but it was very exhausting, and he consumed 90% of his own fighting energy in one go!

In addition, Mark is usually drunk and almost soaked in the wine jar. His body has long been weak and decayed, but his weapon is still a five-foot-long heavy sword. Now, he is so tired that he can't hold it firmly!

"Ba, bha!" Baimi finally became sparse, and the two plates were shattered without hesitation, completely destroying themselves on Mark's face. He suddenly felt so painful that he screamed: "Uhhhhh--"

"Look at the move!" Guan Heng suddenly roared and wanted to pounce!

"Little bastard, look at me slashing you with one sword!" Although the eyelids were scratched by the shattered plate and I couldn't see clearly in front of me, the bearded Mark vaguely felt a black shadow suddenly pounced towards him. He kept doing everything he could, lifting the heavy sword high above his head, and a slashing blow!

"Crack--" The black shadow in front of him was suddenly split into two by the heavy sword! At this moment, Mark secretly cried in his heart: "Oh no! The person who hit the score was not a human, it seemed like a chair..."

"Hahaha-this is the legendary hat trick!"

Guan Heng had already flashed strangely behind Mark at this time, "Huh! Bang!" A staff wrapped in the wind knocked on Mark's back of his head without bias! "Puchi!" The red and white things in his brain immediately splattered around, and Mark tilted his body and fell to the ground!

"Woo woo..." A black mist accidentally emerged from Mark's remains, which was his ghost undead!

Mark was a swordsman who learned to use fighting spirit during his lifetime. His mental power and physical strength were much stronger than ordinary people, so the formation of his ghosts was absolutely no problem!

"Ghost-swallowing beast! Suck--" Guan Heng suddenly showed his right hand, and the beast-faced tattoo suddenly opened his mouth, swept Mark's ghost into the strange space in his mouth!

"Ghost Assimilation Technique, activate!" Guan Heng said silently in his heart: "Search for all the memories of this swordsman!"

"Swish swish swish swish-" Mark's memory was like a flash of time, and it all poured back into Guan Heng's mind!

"Well? Big 6 weapons genre knowledge? Elementary Fighting Qi learning application?" Guan Heng couldn't help but lit his eyes when he read these memories, and he was immediately overjoyed: "Great! This is exactly what I need!"

"The effective time of the ghost assimilation technique depends on whether the soul body is strong, ranging from seven to ten minutes!" Guan Heng thought to himself: "It is estimated that within seven minutes, I can use Mark's primary fighting spirit once or twice. This fighting spirit is nothing more than borrowing the vital energy and spirit of human beings to transform and produce a huge attack effect!"

"I have all these things, and using the primary fighting spirit is not a problem!" Guan Heng thought, while picking up the heavy sword that Mark threw next to him. He said to Melty: "Let's go, within ten minutes, quickly solve the remaining magicians. I want to bring him some surprises!"

According to Mark's ghost's memory, Guan Heng easily took Melty to find the secret door of the treasure-hiding basement in the mansion. Mark's memory said that every time the magicians arrive at this time, they will consciously fall into meditation. This is a way to train themselves to enhance the power of the spell.
Chapter completed!