A cultivator's fighting technique is also good. A cultivator who often travels outside will always carry some weapons to cultivate into an artifact for self-defense. King of Hell sect's Zeng Yishu is no exception. His favorite artifact is the Ghost Head Saber with nine steel rings on it.
This was a Grade 4 Human Artifact. It was already a rare artifact. Because this Ghost Head Saber has the ability to cut into a person's body, it can suck the opponent's flesh and blood, sucking the opponent into a terrible dry corpse.
With this Ghost Head Saber, Zeng Yishu can cultivate so fast. He entered the sect later than Zhou De, but he is one level higher than Zhou De.
Now, the Qin dynasty made him very angry, the resentment in his heart continued to burn. Therefore, he pulled out the Ghost Head Saber, hoping to suck the Qin dynasty's flesh and blood clean, to end his resentment.
"Hehe, to be able to die under my Ghost Head Saber, your life is not in vain!"
This Zeng Yishu sinisterly smiled, brandished the Ghost Head Saber in his hand, the saber edge issued a whistling sound in the air, the nine iron rings on the back of the saber clattered.
"I'm just playing with you, but you really think of yourself as a character." Qin dynasty curled his lips and could not help but say.
"Wa ya ya!" This Zeng Yishu was infuriated by Qin dynasty, only felt a sweet taste in his throat, as if he was about to spit out a mouthful of blood. Relying on this blood and qi, he angrily pounced forward. At the same time, the Ghost Head Saber in his hand, aimed at Qin dynasty's neck, and fiercely chopped.
"Dang!" A crisp sound was heard. Qin dynasty smiled and sat there, motionless, letting the opposite party's Ghost Head Saber fall on his neck.
But Zeng Yishu was surprised, he felt like his saber chopped on an iron plate, the saber constantly trembled, the web between his thumb and forefinger felt a tearing pain, and almost dropped the Ghost Head Saber.
"Damn, to hell with you!" This guy actually shouted such a sentence. Withdrawing the Ghost Head Saber, the muscles on his arm soared by two times, looking like his flesh and blood was about to burst, looking very hideous and terrible.
He roared and used all the strength in his body to ruthlessly chop down on Qin Chao's neck.
"Whoosh!" The wind sounded, as if the air was torn apart by Zeng Yishu's blade.
Clang! A crisp sound was heard, Zeng Yishu's hands went numb, the Ghost Head Blade unexpectedly flew out of his hand, whistling through the air, and then inserted itself into the ceiling above his head.
On the other hand, he himself was jolted back a few steps. His hands trembled incessantly and did not listen to his commands for a long time.
"Could it be, could it be that you have practiced the Golden Bell Shield and Iron Skin Shirt!" That Zeng Yishu took it for granted and asked with a somewhat panicked voice.
"Actually …." Qin dynasty somewhat pitifully looked at this Zeng Yishu, and suddenly mysteriously said, "Actually, I am … Calabash Little King Kong!"
"F * ck!" Just a moment ago, Zeng Yishu was listening very seriously, thinking that this guy was a master of both Internal and External Kung Fu. Who would have thought that in the end, he would still be toying with him?
"Ignorant child, I'm going to tear you apart!" That Zeng Yishu screamed and took two steps forward, the ground shook with a rumbling sound. He stretched out his hands and put them on Qin dynasty's shoulder. His face was extremely ferocious, the muscles on his arms swelled up, and his blood vessels twisted like earthworms.
"Ha!" Zeng Yishu's face turned red, exerting all of his strength to grab Qin dynasty's arms, wanting to directly tear this guy in half.
Qin dynasty sat there, still humming a tune.
"I want you to accompany me, to watch that turtle swim in the water. Gently sit on the beach, bursting your chrysanthemums one by one … .Don't be afraid, you won't have anal leakage, I will gently enjoy you, I promise I will be gentle …. "
Zeng Yishu's nose was crooked, the muscles on his hands issued creaking sounds, but Qin dynasty was still sitting there in a relaxed manner, no matter how much strength he exerted, he remained motionless.
He felt like he was pulling a hard boulder, not to mention tearing it, he couldn't even pinch it!
"Hey, muscle man, have you touched enough yet?" Qin dynasty suddenly grinned, "If you only have this much strength, I don't have the patience to play with you."
Qin dynasty was very happy, thinking, 'This Diamond Sutra is awesome.' If it was before, even if it was a Devil Spirit in the Qi Refining Stage, he would certainly have a fierce fight with this guy.
But after practicing Diamond Sutra, it was like opening a cheat, making him invincible. No matter how the opponent attacked, he couldn't do anything to him.
It seemed like if he encountered that Vampire again, he wouldn't have to worry anymore. Although the Vampire's speed was as fast as a ghost, as long as he stood there, waiting for the opponent to appear and attack him, he could defend and counterattack, and then kill the enemy.
Thinking of this, Qin dynasty's heart calmed down, letting Zeng Yishu do whatever he wants.
"Wa ya ya!" Since Zeng Yishu's debut, he had never suffered such extraordinary shame and humiliation. He no longer tore Qin dynasty, simply exerted his strength, lifted him into the air, held him above his head, spun him a few times, and was about to smash him to the ground.
But Qin dynasty stretched out his hand and grabbed his head.
His arms were straight, supporting himself, making Zeng Yishu unable to fall to the ground.
Zeng Yishu was almost overwhelmed by his own strength, his heart suddenly startled.
"Bam!" Qin dynasty flipped over and kicked Zeng Yishu's chest.
"Deng deng deng!" Zeng Yishu retreated four or five steps and finally hit the shelf behind him. Some of the vases on the shelf all fell down and blossomed on his body.
"These are all broken by you!" Qin dynasty fell to the ground, saw this scene, and quickly said, "You have to remember to compensate!"
"Compensate your motherf * cker!" Zeng Yishu was mad, suddenly opened his mouth, and spurted out a mouthful of stinky black blood. Just now, Qin dynasty's kick was not light. Coupled with the fact that he has been possessed by the Yin Ghost for so long, his Yin Ghost has also received a lot of damage.
He immediately pulled out a small black porcelain bottle from his pocket, poured out a pill, and stuffed it into his mouth.
After swallowing the pill, his unreasonably pale face immediately became a little more rosy.
Qin dynasty's eyes lit up, thinking, 'What did he eat, it seems like his injury is suddenly a lot better … .Could it be, this is the legendary essential medicine for leveling up and killing monsters, Red Potion?'
Of course, this is just a metaphor. Qin dynasty understood, this should be the medicine refined by the Cultivation World, used to restore vitality.
Cultivation, is the cultivation of the human body's vitality. The fight in the Cultivation World, also relies on the human body's vitality. If the vitality is greatly damaged, relying on self-cultivation, it will take a long time to recover.
Relying on food to replenish is a bit too troublesome. Therefore, there is this convenient medicine. As long as a small pill is taken, it can immediately restore a lot of vitality.
This King of Hell sect people practice ghost cultivation, which in itself injured their vitality. Therefore, they have a unique Dan, which can refine this kind of pill, to replenish their lost vitality.
Qin dynasty saw Zeng Yishu put the small bottle back into his pocket, immediately moved. Such a good thing, giving it to this guy who is neither a human nor a ghost, seems a bit wasteful.
Upholding the great traditional virtues of the motherland, I have to take this thing back.
Qin dynasty chuckled twice, making Zeng Yishu, who has just caught his breath, somewhat frightened.
"Who the hell are you?" Zeng Yishu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and could not help but ask.
"Me? I'm just an ordinary bodyguard. "With that, Qin Chao looked at the dumbfounded young master of the Zhong Family with a smile that was not a smile.
"Young master Zhong, don't you think so?"
"Kill him!" Zhong Liangguo suddenly understood, this guy will become a big trouble for him in the future. He thoroughly wanted to kill, shouted at Zeng Yishu, "Kill him, I'll give you one million!"
"Such a big sum!" Qin dynasty was shocked, "So much money! How about this, I beat myself half to death, and you give me five hundred thousand, how about it? "
"Jie jie …." Zeng Yishu sinisterly laughed twice, "No matter who you are, you're dead …."
With that, he pulled out a blue flame and stuffed it into his mouth.
"F * ck me, still eating?" Qin dynasty was surprised, only to see Zeng Yishu wailing, his body muscles swelled again, becoming two or three times thicker than ordinary people.
At the same time, his height grew a lot, in an instant, close to three meters, if he raised his hand, he could probably touch the ceiling.
His trousers have now turned into shorts. Qin dynasty stared at Zeng Yishu's two long legs, somewhat evilly thinking. His whole body is growing, don't know if that place is also growing.
Such a big guy, in the end, is impotent … .That would be a bit tragic.
"Jie jie!" This Zeng Yishu's eyes turned red, strangely laughed twice, like a small giant, he stretched out a pair of giant hands, grabbing toward Qin dynasty.
Double Yin Soul Possession, his strength also increased exponentially, Zeng Yishu felt that this time, he can certainly tear Qin dynasty into two halves.
"Sister, don't call me brother!" Qin dynasty did not want to be the test subject, he stepped back two or three steps, dodging Zeng Yishu's outstretched hands.
At the same time, he raised his right hand, the Ghost Head Blade inserted in the ceiling immediately swayed twice, 'Clang!' sound, it bounced out from the ceiling and fell into his hand.
"Give me back my blade!" Zeng Yishu roared again and again, seeing Qin dynasty took away his beloved blade, he became even more furious. With a loud rumbling sound, he chased after Qin dynasty.
"Go!" Qin dynasty threw the Ghost Head Blade, at the same time waved his left hand, pointing at Zeng Yishu.
That Ghost Head Blade immediately, as if it had taken a stimulant, whizzed out and immediately inserted into Zeng Yishu's arm.
"Ah!" Even if he was possessed by Yin Soul Possession, being stabbed by the Ghost Head Blade was quite uncomfortable.
His flesh and blood were stirred up, the Ghost Head Blade was like a greedy tiger, swallowing his own body.
Zeng Yishu's whole body was sweating, the pain made his soul tremble. His reaction was fast, frowning, stretched out his other hand, abruptly tore off his arm, and threw it to the ground.
When that arm fell to the ground, it has become particularly dry, like a broken branch.
Zeng Yishu wailed, forcibly controlling the blood and Qi in his body, not letting it flow out from the broken arm. At the same time, he pulled out his small black porcelain bottle, ready to take a pill.
"Sorry, I want this thing."
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