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If the Ghost King knew that there was such a saying in the future - "I am not afraid of opponents like gods, but afraid of teammates like pigs", then he would raise his hands and feet to agree. On the contrary, he surprisingly did not resent He Xu at all.

On the battlefield, life and death are fighting each other, and they are all useless things. If the Ghost King fights against He Xu, then even if he is not careful in one move and is determined by the enemy, with his temper, he will blame himself for being inferior to others and he will never talk about it.

However, this situation caused such a sudden local disadvantage entirely because Duanmu, Bai Duzi, and Feng Yue Zu were unaware of the enemy, fearlessness of the enemy, and unscrupulous battles!

The Taoist practice that the three of them had been together for nearly a thousand years was played with by a junior who had been practicing Taoism for less than a hundred years, and was even scared to escape in the battle!

When the Ghost King thought of this, the anger in his heart almost broke through the sky and went straight to the sky! But his fear and anger were mixed with more worries.

Although Qinglong, who came with him this time, looks young and only as thirty years old, but his qualifications are still above him. Even the cultivation of Taoism is only a little weaker than himself. Moreover, Qinglong, as the old man of the Ghost King Sect who fought in all directions when he followed the previous generation of Ghost King, also has super cohesion. If he has anything to do...

But He Xu's sneak attack was too fast. Although countless thoughts emerged in his mind, when he reached his mouth, he could only turn into two words: "Be careful!"

careful?

He Xu heard the Ghost King's roar, and the sneer in his heart could not help but appear on his face - it's too late!

"Bang!"

At the response, the place where Qinglong was originally located actually had a cloud of blood mist! A peerless master who had been silent for a hundred years and had become famous for hundreds of years was actually dead in front of everyone!

"Qinglong!!!" The Ghost King's eyes were bloody, Duanmu, Bai Duzi, and Fengyue Ancestor escaped even harder. Even Tian Buyi and others couldn't help but tremble, and it was strange that the rabbit died and the fox was sad. No, or was it empathized with it?

In short, when they saw such a person with a cultivation level and qualifications comparable to that of them suddenly died so miserably, it would be really strange if there was no strangeness in their hearts.

So they all subconsciously paused, and before they could snatch the Qingkun Qingguang Ring left by the Qinglong, they just watched it fall to the ground...

At this time, I don’t know who it was, but suddenly shouted!

"Rob!"

But almost at the same time, everyone felt a flash of sight... The ring that should have fallen on the ground suddenly appeared in the hands of a young man in white.

Everyone paused, and when they saw the man clearly, their faces turned pale. The originally greedy and hot eyes instantly retreated, and some people with a slightly poor mind even had a layer of cold sweat oozing out of their backs!

Grab? What else can you rob? Are you robbing me of death without a complete corpse?!

So, the whole group could only look at that person like this, He Xu, and with a kind of obsessive look that was as polite as the appreciation of antique calligraphy and paintings, he held the Qiankun Qingguang Ring and looked carefully. Finally, he put this ring that could be called the Nine Heavens Divine Product, which was enough to make anyone jealous and heart-warming on the middle finger of his right hand.

It was not until he completed this action that he seemed nothing and looked up at the Ghost King. When he saw the Ghost Queen, he even looked very surprised and shouted in an almost exaggerated manner: "Mr. Wan? Why are you still here? Do you still want to have a chance to compete with the younger generation?"

"You!" The Ghost King was almost vomited blood, but he didn't have time to speak, but He Xu rushed to Duanmu, who had already escaped back to the camp of the Demon Cult, and said, "Hey, that bald old man, hey, I didn't expect that you were old and didn't run slowly! Even if you were like this, you would have the nerve to mention Master Wan? He also went to Qingyun and filed his bones and ashes... Bah!" He Xu almost uncovered his contempt to his face, but surprisingly no one thought he was rude. Instead, he cooperated with his previous decisive killing. When he said this, he felt an indescribable masculinity and heroism. "Do you still remember what I said just now? You... 'No chance'!"

After saying that, it seemed to be for reconciliation, and it seemed to be for adding a footnote to this passage. Bai Duzi, who was so excited by He Xu's words, was so angry that he vomited a mouthful of blood without being injured!

Seeing this, He Xu was not moved at all. Instead, he turned his joking gaze to Bai Duzi and said, "The old bald man spitted blood, which made me feel a little ashamed. What about you? Well, let me think about it... You have the shortest legs and run the fastest. No wonder you could escape the pursuit of Master Cangsong. Oh! By the way, I heard that Master Cangsong had invited you to take a sword back then... Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk

Everyone was stunned. Unexpectedly, He Xu had such a savage side in addition to his profound Taoism.

After hearing this, Bai Duzi felt that his chest was blocked by a breath, and his face was almost black. The blood-sucking ancestor was shocked and hurriedly said, "Old brother, calm down, calm down! Make your breath evenly!"

It turns out that Bai Poison Sect enters the Tao with poison skills. If you practice qigong normally, you also need to pour poison gas into your body. However, although such poison attacks are extremely powerful, they will especially cause poison gas to retaliate when emotions are stimulating.

However, at this moment, he was stimulated by He Xu and the evil poison was poured into his heart. Although he discovered something strange after being shocked and angry, it was too late. He was already purple-black at this moment, and he died suddenly with the help of the blood-sucking ancestor!

He Xu was stunned and couldn't help but pursed his mouth.

At first, he mocked Duanmu and Baidu, mainly because he was angry that these two things dared to speak rudely to Wan Jian. It is worth mentioning that although He Xu never met Wan Jian, because of the original work, he felt indescribable admiration and admiration for his character and character.

——A real man should be like this!

But even he didn't expect that Bai Duzi would actually attract poisonous gas to attack his heart under his ridicule... If I had known that this guy was so weak in his psychological quality, why would I have to fight him?

Now, under his verbal attacks, Duanmu was injured internally and killed hundreds of poisons. Such a proud result was no worse than the move he had killed Qinglong before.

So much so that the ancestor Fengyue almost became a frightened bird, afraid that he would point his finger at him again, so he couldn't help but take a step back into the crowd...

Fortunately, He Xu didn't put his mind at all. For him, the life and death of a guy like Fengyue Ancestor can be decided according to his mood. If he is in a good mood, he will just be considered a celebration. If he is in a bad mood, he can also let go of some idleness.
Chapter completed!