After all, no matter how old ghost inherits Zhou Shirong's memory, there must be omissions. The biological father and son must have many familiar patterns and conversation habits that are unknown to outsiders.

With Zhou Dao’s skillfulness, it is not difficult to understand the flaws.

Xu Yi has never thought about this issue deeply. One is that he believes too much in Lao Gui's acting skills. The other is that he has met Lao Gui for more than a year. This guy's identity as a noble man is so naked that Xu Yi has become paralyzed and slackened.

His subconscious thought was that if Zhou Daogan realized that the old ghost was a fake, he would definitely not leave the old ghost to survive, but he did not think deeply that Zhou Daogan would follow the old ghost line and dig deeper.

Inertial thinking once again led him into danger.

"That's right. I think you're just thinking hard. Zhou really doesn't understand why you and me are wronged and revenge, which makes you have to spend so much money. Now that things have come to this point, Zhou doesn't think you still have the need to hide."

Zhou Daogan looked at Xu Yi calmly, not knowing whether he had known Zhou Shirong had passed away or that Dao was firm in his heart, not being tired of his children's love, nor did he show his sadness.

"You shouldn't be a mother-in-law. Compared to these nonsense, you would rather ask for my head. Now spitting again. I guess your sword intent has been used almost as long as possible, otherwise you wouldn't talk nonsense to me."

Xu Yi stuffed two top-quality elixirs into Xue Zihan's mouth, and stood up with his wounds.

The injury of sword intent is extraordinary. The injury is much slower than usual. Not to mention Zhou Daogan's careful consideration, he developed a killer move. He took a large amount of pills and blue berries. Although the source power was slightly recovered, the injury did not heal. Even under the urging of the huge medicinal power in his body, the healing speed was so slow that it could not even sense the body.

The more this happens, the less Xu Yi dared to give Zhou Daogan time to recover.

He activated the wings of the Wind God and rushed forward with a strong body. Unexpectedly, before he could approach, Zhou Daogan's iron sword roared softly, and a sword intent was running towards Xu Yi's abdomen.

Fortunately, he was prepared for a long time, and a terrifying scar appeared on his waist and ribs, but it was much lighter than the hole in his abdomen.

The sword intent was too fast. Even if he could always grasp the sword intent, he could never avoid it. The only thing he could do was to move his body slightly to avoid the fatal attack.

With a sword, Zhou Daogan grew up and pointed at Xu Yi slantedly, "Guess how many more swords I can shoot?"

"I don't know, I have to try it!"

Xu Yi smiled slightly, and the wings of the Wind God activated and rushed forward again.

Rub, rub, rub, rub,

After three swords in a row, half of his body opened. He finally punched Zhou Daogan's chest, with a punch of Jiuniu. Even though Zhou Daogan's cultivation level as a peak condensation powerhouse, his chest was also collapsed and sprayed out a mouthful of blood.

However, he knew Xu Yi's power, and at the critical moment, he activated his sword intent again and forced him to ask for help.

After some entanglement, Xu Yi almost turned into a blood gourd, and blood was everywhere in his body. Zhou Daogan's face was as white as paper, and his eyes were faint.

Obviously, the sword intent is not infinite, and every move is also a considerable consumption for Zhou Daogan.

However, no one has ever forced him into this situation.

Since his sword intent has been achieved, he has almost been invincible and invincible.

He has never been forced to use the sword intent too much and is on the verge of weak souls.

The guy in front of him was really a freak. Not only was his physical defense amazing, but he was like a stone that could not be cut by him. What was even more strange was that he could actually capture his sword intent.

Such a character, if he doesn't kill him, he can't sleep all night.

In fact, in addition to sword intent, Zhou Daogan's cultivation level in martial arts is also outstanding, but this monster can easily transform the evil aura of others, leaving him with the only support of sword intent.

Fortunately, the energy of this difficult guy finally reached the point of exhaustion. Zhou Daogan stared at Xu Yi's bloody body and his staggering steps, and suddenly swept the boots under his long robe. His eyes settled on the golden spirit stone. He suddenly realized in his heart: I said that this person's escape speed is as lightning, he is not a mortal, but he has borrowed objects.

At this point, Zhou Daogan's eyebrows suddenly became cold, gritted his teeth, and the iron sword chanted softly, and three sword intents were slashing continuously.

Xu Yi was caught off guard and dodged in a hurry. He hit the sword continuously under his ribs, shoulders, and thighs. Just as he thought he could breathe a sigh of relief, two sword intents slashed again, hitting his legs.

With a loud bang, the wings of the Wind God, worth two million gold, exploded under the invincible sword intent.

Xu Yi was blown away in the air, and the iron spirit summoned him and clicked continuously on the wall. Before he could settle down, he shouted angrily, "Old ghost, look on, I'm dead, you old boy will never end up well, you will give your Yin corpse."

Before the shouting came, a corpse was raised with divine power and shot into the air.

Xu Yi was really out of his way. At this point in the battle, he had tried his best. Even the last magic weapon to save his life was broken by the old thief Zhou. He lost the wings of the Wind God. He completely lost his mobility and his mobility. He used some close combat.

He was hasty and helpless, so he had to drag the old ghost into the water.

Sure enough, his Yin corpse was thrown out, and although Zhou Daogan was not sure, a wave of air hit him out and rolled up towards the Yin corpse in the air.

Seeing the Yin corpse, he was about to fly towards him, and a dark shadow came in suddenly.

Suddenly, the thin and thin corpse of the Yin corpse suddenly turned alive, her eyes suddenly opened and closed, her brilliance shining. She swept it casually, and the rich Yin evil spirit attacked Zhou Daogan.

"Junior, dare to be disrespectful to me, die obediently!"

The old ghost suddenly got a yin corpse, his soul and body merged, his power increased greatly, and he immediately became very passionate.

Although Zhou Daogan was practicing martial arts, he had never dealt with such a ghost. He rubbed his palms and a sword slashed straight towards the rich evil spirit.

With a bang, the evil sword shattered and the evil spirit exploded.

"What a courage! I'll let you see my methods!"

The old ghost shouted angrily, muttering something, and his palms kept slamming hard on his chest. In a blink of an eye, thick black air emerged from his body, transforming into the appearance of fierce little ghost heads.

But he heard his long whistle, "Qi!"

Dozens or hundreds of ghosts rushed towards Zhou Daogan, making strange noises.

Zhou Daogan continuously activated the evil spirit, swung his palms rapidly, and rows of air waves appeared in the air, and they rushed towards the little ghost who was flying towards him.

What's strange is that the little ghost hit the air wave, and the air wall did not collapse, but then disappeared and gathered again.

Although Zhou Daogan has been through a long battle, he has never seen such a method. For a moment, he was frustrated and pushed out the air wall continuously.

"So you just have this little trick to lie down for me!"

The old ghost roared loudly, used his old trick again, and summoned nearly a hundred little ghosts and rushed towards Zhou Daogan.

"Old ghost, beware of the sword intent of the old thief."
Chapter completed!