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Only a few sounds of "clang! clang! clang!" spread throughout the audience, and more than ten sword auras shot towards Zheng Haosong's chest and lower abdomen were immediately blocked by the shield. The other three sword auras suddenly hit Zheng Haosong's defensive shield, and three golden waves burst out.

"Hmph! If you want to break through my defensive shield with the fourth level of the Demon Sword Technique, I'm afraid it won't work!" Zheng Haosong sneered. His shield is an intermediate magic weapon, and the strength of the defensive shield is enough to take the attack of the initial magic weapon. Therefore, although Jiang Chen's Defensive Sword Technique is also quite amazing, it can finally be defended.

Jiang Chen also thought to himself that Zheng Haosong may not have the power of the attack as strong as Yan Nannan and others, but it is extremely strong in defense. If he had not broken through to the late stage of foundation building, it would have been a bad idea to defeat him easily.

After looking around, Jiang Chen smiled and then released Xiaoqian.

When the monks around him saw Xiaoqian appear, they couldn't help but exclaim. Obviously, Xiaoqian's beautiful appearance and the peak strength of the first-level ghost coach surprised them.

At this time, Xiaoqian held the blood-bone skeleton in one hand and the Hundred Ghost Banner in the other, and rushed towards Zheng Haosong with great strides.

Seeing this, Zheng Haosong also took a breath. Xiaoqian was stronger than him. Where did Jiang Chen get such a powerful corpse servant?

However, since he can be appointed as the highest commander of the main peak of the Qianshan Mountain, he is naturally not comparable to ordinary early-stage Jindan monks.

Zheng Haosong shouted loudly, then slapped his storage bag, and two human-shaped ghosts covered in blood flew out in an instant, and then walked over with a slightly stiff movement.

"Ah! Blood Puppet? I didn't expect Zheng Haosong to have this thing!" Bu Zheng was also shocked when he saw this. He quickly sent a message to Jiang Chen: "Senior Brother Jiang, this blood puppet is like the corpse refining of the Corpse Yin Sect. It is a puppet made by the Blood Shadow Sect with corpses and blood evil energy. Their bodies are extremely hard and are not afraid of death. They will only attack the enemy according to the orders of their masters. Unless the enemy is killed or they are destroyed, they will never stop!"

After hearing this, Jiang Chen also felt a little stern in his heart. Then he communicated with Xiaoqian with his divine thoughts: "Xiaoqian, are you sure to deal with these two blood puppets?"

"Master, no problem! Even if they cannot be destroyed immediately, they will definitely be unable to move!" Xiaoqian said with confidence.

"Okay! Then you will leave these two blood puppets to you!" Jiang Chen stepped forward at this time, then his eyes flashed with a cold light. A smile appeared on his face again, but his smile was a little weird and mocking.

Zheng Haosong suddenly felt something was wrong, but at this moment, he suddenly noticed that the purple light was shining in front of him, and dozens of purple lights attacked him from all directions with lightning speed.

Zheng Haosong was shocked and quickly retreated more than ten steps. At the same time, he placed the shield in front of him, and the defense shield covered his entire body.

Just when his heart was a little wider, he felt a layer of severe pain in his waist. After touching it, there was a pool of blood on his hand. When he saw his shield, several small holes had been broken.

"Calue!" Jiang Chen shouted lightly and took back the thirty-two purple lights.

These thirty-two purple lights are the thunder flying swords he asked Zi Xi to help refine. They are all thunder-type magic weapons. The blade also has an electric arc on the surface, which has a strong effect on ghost-like magic weapons and magic weapons. Zheng Haosong's blood light shield is naturally unstoppable.

"You... can you actually drive the thunder-type magic weapon?" Zheng Haosong was shocked. He didn't expect that Jiang Chen, a ghost cultivator, could use the thunder-type magic weapon at the same time. This is very rare. You must know that the thunder-type magic weapon can only exert its maximum power in the hands of the thunder-type monk.

"What? Can't I use it?" Jiang Chen sneered and decided not to delay any more.

He quickly drew several strange patterns in the air with his hands, and then pulled thirty-two purple flying knives one by one with spiritual power to form a scimitar-like shape.

"Disassination!"

Jiang Chen shouted loudly, and saw that the huge scimitar composed of thirty-two flying knives suddenly turned from one to four, and then attacked Zheng Haosong from all directions.

Zheng Haosong was shocked. He had already seen that the power contained in this sharp knife was absolutely impossible to resist by his own defensive shield. Only with his shield of his mid-level magic weapon could he block it.

However, he had only one side of his shield, and these four scimitars rushed from four directions and could only block one.

"Only one of these scimitars is real, and the rest are all illusions. However, these illusions are too real and cannot be seen at all!" Zheng Haosong said anxiously.

However, time no longer allowed him to observe and think slowly. He could only subconsciously use his shield to resist a scimitar on his side. At the same time, he tried his best and suddenly punched Jiang Chen's chest.

This punch was filled with anger and full of energy. If Jiang Chen wanted to avoid it, the power of the scimitar would be affected. Even if he made a mistake in his judgment, he could resist it.

However, what Zheng Haosong never expected was that Jiang Chen did not dodge at all. He was actually ready to take his punch and launch an attack with all his strength.

"Bang!"

"boom!"

"Puchi!"

A huge burst sounded in the center of the field. Zheng Haosong's face was pale, and there was still a trace of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth. He fell to the ground and struggled for a long time. A blood hole had appeared in his chest, and blood was gushing out. It was obvious that he used his shield to resist the attack of the scimitar just now and made a wrong judgment.

Although Jiang Chen was also hit by his punch, he was only knocked down to the ground, a piece of his chest was concave, and a smear of blood escaped from the corner of his mouth.

Everyone could see that although Jiang Chen was seriously injured, blood spurted out, dyeing the collars on his chest red, it was not a fatal injury.

On the other hand, Zheng Haosong was pierced by Jiang Chen's flying knife in his chest, and the blade even flew out from behind, making him feel cold, which would not be cured no matter what.

All the monks of the Blood Shadow Sect looked like earth. Unexpectedly, in just a few rounds, one of the elders of the sect, his lord Zheng Haosong, was defeated miserably, and it seemed that his life would not be saved.

"Jiang Chen, you dare to kill? Don't you want to know who the traitor is?" Zheng Haosong covered his chest and said in a trembling voice.

"Hmph! Do you think I don't know what motive you were when you said this? You still want to distract me and dare not kill you. Then you are so soft-hearted that I was launched and launched a sudden attack to get the attack first!" Jiang Chen snorted coldly and said, "Since you want to use conspiracy to calculate me, don't blame me for being merciless!"

"And, even if you really know who the traitor is, I don't have to save your life. Could it be that Jiang wouldn't use the soul searching technique?" Jiang Chen said disapprovingly.

"Hahaha! Do you think you can know by using the soul search technique?" After hearing this, Zheng Haosong burst into laughter, making him cough repeatedly.

Jiang Chen raised his head at this time and stared at Zheng Haosong's eyes, as if he wanted to see if what he said was the truth.

"Jiang Chen, your Heavenly Demon Sect is also a sect that is very knowledgeable about ghost magic. Naturally, there are several ways to avoid being searched by the enemy after death. Unfortunately, I, Zheng Haosong, happen to know one of them! If you don't believe it, just try using soul searching to ensure that you can't find any information!" Zheng Haosong lay on the ground and said weakly, but his eyes showed a cruel look.

Jiang Chen frowned and said, "Then what do you mean by saying this to me? Do you still want me to spare you? Even if you spare you now, you may not be able to survive!"

"Haha! I didn't want you to spare me, I knew I couldn't live anymore! But I want you to find someone for me, she should be in the territory of Han now!" Zheng Haosong smiled bitterly and said, "As long as you can agree to me and swear to do it with the devil's oath of the heart, I will dissipate my skills and lift the restrictions that cannot search souls, so that you can search souls and know all my memories! In this way, you will always feel relieved!"

After hearing this, Jiang Chen's expression changed slightly and thought to himself that if this is the case, he could agree.
Chapter completed!