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Chapter 497

"Burning Sword?"

When Huairou Ding heard the surprise of the Qing Ghost King, he turned his head in shock and looked at the light and shadow: "Is this existence the Huairou Borrowing Sword, the ancestor of our Huairou family??"

"What?"

The people from Huairou family were shocked.

The Qing Ghost King stared at the light and shadow with his eyes, with a flash of heat, expectation, and full of anger and reluctance.

In the end, the light around the light and shadow dimmed, and a handsome and handsome man with pale skin, golden eyes, fell into the eyes of everyone. No one in the Huairou family had seen the Huairou Sword, so they didn't know whether this person was the Huairou Sword or not, but the Qing Ghost King on the other end shouted again: "It's you, Huairou Sword!!! It turns out that you are not dead!!"

"What a ancestor?"

Huairou Ding stepped forward a few steps, looked up and down at the man, and exclaimed.

"Of course I am your ancestor, my descendants."

Huairou Zhan Jian looked at Huairou Zhan Jian with a smile.

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"But I have to tell you regretfully that I am dead. What you see now is just a wisp of souls and souls that I specially injected into the heart of the saint when I made the "Heart of Saints"!"

Huairou Zhan Jian smiled and said.

"Remaining souls?"

The Qing Ghost King gritted his teeth and stared at Huairou's sword, and said coldly: "How did you die in the first place?"

"Of course I'm going to sleep for a long time."

"Impossible!" The Qing Ghost King roared: "Your cultivation is higher than mine, why is your lifespan lower than mine? This is impossible!! You are lying to me again!!"

"How could I lie to you?" Huairou Zhan Jian said helplessly: "Although my cultivation is higher than you, it is all the cultivation obtained by sucking Xuan coins. Although it can increase the power, it cannot increase the life span. I am not like you. You are walking step by step, and the cultivation obtained by your hard work is naturally different."

The Qing Ghost King clenched his fist and almost bit his teeth.

"Okay, Jianya, stop making trouble, let my descendants go, for my sake." Huairou cun Jiandao.

"Why?" said the Qing Ghost King angrily.

"You are not so heartless, are you? You have to be so cruel after so many years of friendship?"

"Hmph, please don't get close to me. Huairou Bury the Sword. Unless you can beat me today, I will destroy your Huairou family!!"

"You, okay, okay, since that's the case, I have to fight you again, although I don't have much time."

Huairou Zang Jian showed a very helpless look, shrugged, then stepped forward, pulling out a golden sword from somewhere. He raised his head and looked at the Qing Ghost King gently. Suddenly, his figure flashed. When it appeared again, it had fallen in front of the Qing Ghost King.

Whoosh!

The golden long sword attacked, and thousands of bright lights burst out from the sword body, completely swallowing the Blue Ghost King into it.

"Slay all five directions!"

The Qing Ghost King shouted, and a large amount of sword energy suddenly burst out from the surrounding area. When he looked at him again, he saw a pitch-black sword at the palm of his hand at some point.

The sword energy burst out, tore up thousands of lights, and then saw the swords and swords intertwined in the sky.

"Burning Sword!! When you set a trap and defeated me, I was not convinced. Today, you and I will divide the difference between you and me!!"

The Qing Ghost King roared with all his might, and the sword-dance arms became more and more powerful, and the mysterious power in his body was poured out like a river.

"Jianya, are you doing it wrong? I'm just a businessman, and I'm working hard for cultivation. How could I be your opponent?"

Huairou Zhan Jian said with a smile, with no concentration and seriousness on his face that he should have when fighting with others, as if in his opinion, it was just a way to compete with his old friend.

However, although Huairou Burys the Sword is easy, it is already at a disadvantage.

Not to mention that the Huairou Burial Sword, which is currently fighting with the Qing Ghost King, is just transformed by a wisp of soul and soul, just saying that these young ghost kings are constantly cultivating for revenge, their strength has long been far beyond that of the time, and Huairou Burial Sword is even worse than that of the time.

The Huairou people looked at the fierce battles in the sky with worry, and everyone's face was filled with worries. But soon, the winner was decided.

With a "clang" sound, a crisp sound came out. The golden sword in Huairou Zangjian's hand was bombarded out, and it hovered in the air for several times before it turned into particles and dissipated.

A cold light flashed through the Qing Ghost King's eyes, and he immediately held a big knife and slashed towards Huairou's sword's neck.

However

Huairou Zhan Jian looked at him quietly, smiling at him gently, without any fear, and without any resistance.

The Green Ghost King was stunned and stopped quickly. The black knife blade was only a few centimeters away from his neck.

"What are you doing?" The Green Ghost King gritted his teeth and said angrily.

"Don't do anything." Huairou Zhan Jian smiled and said, "Because I know you won't kill me."

"you"

The Qing Ghost King opened his mouth and stood there in a daze

But when Huairou Zang Jian reached out his hand, grabbed his hand holding the knife, and said lightly: "Jianya, do you remember the time when you were chased by your enemy, seriously injured, and rescued by me in the mansion to recuperate? During those days, we discussed the methods of martial arts cultivation all day long and the ways of doing business all day long, saying you and I want to say, I want to do you and I want to do that time, how wonderful that time was!"

The face of the Qinggui Wang Tieqing changed slightly: "What did you say you do?"

"It's nothing, it's just a sigh." Huairou Zhan Jian smiled and said, "I remember after your injury healed, I wanted you to leave, but you refused to leave. I must repay my kindness. In fact, I would tell you the truth. I didn't want you to leave at that time. At that time, I was facing a great enemy. It was the time to use people. Your cultivation is very important to me. With your help, I will succeed. What's more, during the period of time I have been with you, I have long regarded you as a friend. With you by my side, everything will no longer become terrible to me."

The Qing Ghost King was stunned and stared at Huairou Zhan Jian in a daze.

But he looked up and stared at the Blue Ghost King.

"Jianya, I know why you destroyed the Huairou family. You are not for your adopted son, because you know that I have never deceived you, and I will not harm your adopted son for no reason. The reason you did this was just to take revenge on my will."

"Farewell without saying goodbye." The Qing Ghost King seemed to have thought of something, and his face changed drastically: "Did you say you were already there?"

"Do you remember the powerful man we destroyed together?" Huairou Zhanjian smiled and said, "Before he died, he put down the most vicious curse in this world. I have not had much time. In order not to make you too sad, I chose that method."

"I deliberately motivated me to leave Huairou's house?"

"It's almost the same, I just didn't expect you to have such a big reaction."

"You are such an idiot." The Green Ghost King gritted his teeth secretly, but there was no hatred in his eyes, only full of disappointment and helplessness.

With his cultivation level, how could he really care about everything about the Huairou family? The Green Ghost King has been persistent for so many years and only wants to vent his dissatisfaction and anger towards Huairou Zhan Jian. However, to this day, all this has gradually disappeared like the clouds in front of him, and the grudges in his heart have been slowly let go.

"Okay, Jianya is not in time anymore, I think I'm leaving again." Huairou Zhanjian smiled slightly, and his body suddenly became thinner.

When the Qing Ghost King saw it, his expression suddenly tense. He quickly grabbed Huairou's hand and injected energy into the inside. In an instant, Huairou's thin and dim body lit up again.

Seeing this scene, all the Huairou people on their heads were stunned.

"What the hell is going on? What is the ancestor of Burial Sword doing? What is the King of Green Ghost doing?"

Huairou Palace opened his mouth, his face full of confusion.

"The wisp of the burial sword of Huairou will not last long and will be dispersed. The Qing Ghost King is using his cultivation to extend his life to the burial sword, hoping to keep him."

At this moment, a voice came out. Su Yun looked in the voice and found that the person who spoke was Taoist Master Bird Lu.

"Master, why are you here?" Su Yun said in surprise.

"I have been preparing to lift the curse in the mansion before, but later I have been told that the curse has been eliminated, so I feel at ease."

Taoist Master Bird Hero smiled and said.

"It seems that all the Qing Ghost King did is not because of hatred with the Huairou family. On the contrary, he could not let go of the bondage with his ancestor Huairou's sword." Huairou murmured softly: "Although I don't know what deep friendship the ancestor has with him, there is no doubt that the relationship between these two people cannot be produced day and night."

Seeing this scene, Su Yun was no longer worried. Perhaps the appearance of Huairou's Burial Sword would be better than using the "Saint of Saint-Exorcist" to kill him.

Huairou Zhan Jian's body in the air was still dimming, but the Qing Ghost King still injected mysterious power into his body.

Although the Qing Ghost King had a high level of cultivation and strong strength, he could not withstand such troubles. Soon, the Qing Ghost King's face turned pale and his eyes gradually became dim.

"Enough!!"

Huairou Zhan Jian immediately grabbed his hand and said weakly.

The Qing Ghost King did not say anything, forcibly prying open his hand and continued to inject into his body.

"I am a remnant soul and cannot be resurrected. Why do you have to be so persistent? I am a dead person after all, and I no longer belong to this world." Huairou Zhan Jian smiled palely.

The Qing Ghost King still didn't say anything. At this moment, he could no longer see any hatred or any resentment in his eyes. Some were all full of sadness.

"Treat my tribe well, Jianya, can I count the last thing I ask you to do?"

Huairou Zhan Jian's gentle eyes quietly looked at the Qing Ghost King.

The Qing Ghost King's eyes flashed, and it took him a long time to nod his head with difficulty.

"Don't be too sad. We will definitely meet again in the future, but if possible, I don't want to do business anymore and become a businessman, it's very tiring."

Huairou Zhan Jian laughed happily, and the laughter was very refreshing, but slowly, the sound gradually became weak, as if the pollen blown away by the wind gradually merged into the breeze, slowly dispersing, disappearing
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