The Xuanyuan sword shone brightly with a golden light, releasing a strong sense of power that forced countless ghosts in the surrounding dark mist to step back.
The golden sword power streams descended from the sky, but Fan Gui laughed with a hissing voice. As he twisted his wrist, a blood-red jade talisman emerged from his fingertip and released a beam of blood-red light. A magical sense of power wrapped his entire body up.
The golden sword power streams released from the Xuanyuan sword paused suddenly, then crookedly brushed across Fan Gui's body. Not a single sword power stream landed on his body.
Fan Gui curved his mouth corners and gave a bright smile, "Ah, you didn't lie to me. This is the Xuanyuan sword of Emperor Xuanyuan. Its sword spirit has gone with Emperor Xuanyuan. Now, this Xuanyuan sword is powerful, but it's just an idiot without a sword spirit! "
"Hehe, Marquis Chong, do you know what this jade talisman is?"
Si Wen Ming looked at Fan Gui with a frozen body. He wanted to say something, but couldn't say a word. He clearly saw the weird behavior of the Xuanyuan sword — The sword had automatically protected its owner, and had given up attacking Fan Gui!
"I don't know what this jade talisman is either, but the one who gave it to me said that this jade talisman was made with the spirit blood of a pure descendant of Emperor Xuanyuan. With the spirit blood protecting me, the Xuanyuan sword will never harm a hair of mine!"
Fan Gui showed his teeth and grinned. Half of his bony face was shaking intensely, causing a loud creaking noise as his bones rubbed against each other. "I didn't believe it. I thought that I would have to take a big risk for this mission, but I didn't think that this Xuanyuan sword would be so stupid that it won't attack me!"
Si Wen Ming struggled as hard as he could, but the strong evil power released from the tens of millions of ghosts from all directions had sealed his soul. His soul was about to be frozen, and he couldn't even think about struggling anymore.
He could only watch the Xuanyuan sword float in the air, dazedly. The sword was still glowing with a golden light, but it didn't attack Fan Gui anymore. A weird blood-red jade talisman turned the Xuanyuan sword into a piece of trash.
The spirit of the Xuanyuan sword had already left the humankind with Emperor Xuanyuan. Si Wen Ming tried his best to growl in his head. Who leaked such a secret? Moreover, a jade talisman made from the blood essence of the Xuanyuan descendants could make the Xuanyuan Sword give up its attack? Even Si Wen Ming had never heard of such a secret technique. Who could possess such a secret technique?
The scorpion-shaped, black dagger slightly broke Si Wen Ming's shirt on his chest. Buzz! A yellow-colored stamper burst out of Si Wen Ming's body, releasing a thick yellow light screen that firmly wrapped Si Wen Ming up.
The dagger held in Fan Gui's hand was shaken by the light screen released from the seal. His wrist shook, and his body abruptly took tens of steps backward. Blood veins bulged on his fingers. Apparently, the counterforce of this seal was extremely strong.
"Hmm, 'earth divine seal', a top-grade spirit treasure created by the natural powers of Pan Gu world. It's a divine treasure passed down from generation to generation in Marquis Chong's family!" Fan Hai looked at the yellow-colored stamper in a great surprise, which had been releasing a strong sense of power. He yelled delightfully, "Aha! This time, I made the right decision to come here. My employer told me that as long as I kill you, all your treasures will be mine!"
Chuckling, Fan Hai carelessly took out a fist-sized, translucent, cyan-colored wooden talisman, which was carved from a cyan-colored, transparent wooden heart, and said, "The power of the five natural powers, wood counters earth. This is the principle that you barbarians use … I hope this wooden talisman works. Just give me a little bit of time! "
Carefully, he activated the cyan-colored, transparent wooden talisman. Countless extremely thin, cyan-colored light streams descended like fireworks, landing on the yellow light screen released from the divine seal. An especially strong green power erupted. Countless tiny, precisely combined divine spell symbols with a nature of wood drilled into the light screen and quickly disintegrated it.
The divine seal was wrapped in a faint layer of green light, losing all its defensive power.
Fan Gui carefully approached Si Wen Ming, smiled and said, "See, the one who wants to kill you knows all your trump cards. He made you lose all power of resistance with the power of all ghosts. You won't be able to control all your defensive treasures, and can only watch me destroy your life-saving treasures one by one. "
Fan Gui gently moved the divine seal wrapped in a green light aside, then smilingly lunged the dagger towards Si Wen Ming's chest and said, "So, what other life-saving treasures do you have? Let's see if the trump card they gave me is … "
Buzz! Followed by a deep dragon roar, a hexagonal shield, which was embossed with tens of thousands of dragon scales, flew out of Si Wen Ming's body, releasing a yellow mist. In the middle of the shield was a lifelike dragon head, roaring resonantly while releasing streams of yellow mist, wrapping Si Wen Ming's entire body up.
"What a great treasure, a shield made from 36,000 Dragon King scales. I heard that Marquis Chong has a good relationship with the dragon-kind. Indeed, it's true. How can ordinary people collect so many dragon scales from a powerful dragon-king? " Fan Gui grinned brightly, then cast another three extremely powerful magic talismans to slightly suppress the shield, which had been automatically protecting Si Wen Ming.
Within the span of around ten breaths, nine powerful treasures surged out of Si Wen Ming's body to protect him. However, the one behind Fan Gui clearly knew all of Si Wen Ming's trump cards, and was familiar with all supreme treasures of Marquis Chong. Without Si Wen Ming's help, the nine powerful treasures were all broken by Fan Gui's magic talismans.
"No more?" Fan Gui greedily looked at the nine treasures floating around Si Wen Ming and said, "Marquis Chong's family is truly rich! You even have a supreme treasure from the ancient heaven to protect you! Ah, I'm rich, I'm rich! What a lucky mission! "
Fan Gui proudly whistled, then slowly pierced the dark dagger towards Si Wen Ming's heart.
"So, according to my information, you don't have any treasures that can protect you anymore. Perhaps, you have some automatically activated magic talismans? But what was the use of those things? They can't even stop this soul-sucking dagger of mine! "
"Trust me, I will perfectly extract the soul of a great hero like you, then put it into a metal puppet. I will make you my servant, and you will wail in the metal puppet for ten-thousand years!"
Fan Gui trembled in excitement, "Being able to enslave a hero like you, this is my … Oh my, damn it!"
Two streams of light, one black and one white, swept out from Si Wen Ming's body. When the soul-sucking dagger was less than a hair away from Si Wen Ming's skin, the black and white light transformed into a black and white Taiji diagram, firmly wrapping Si Wen Ming up.
A terrifyingly strong suction force wrapped the soul-sucking dagger up. Along with Fan Gui's shrill screams, the black and white light slightly rolled up like a millstone and shredded the soul-sucking dagger into countless tiny grains of dust.
The black and white light quickly expanded towards all directions and filled up the entire tent within a blink of an eye. Tens of millions of ghosts screamed while they were all drawn into the black and white light.
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