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Chapter 1397 Fear
"This power, this power does not belong to this world, I have never felt this power. Hahaha..."

Li Hansheng said loudly, and then burst out laughing.

Ye Ziheng looked at Li Hansheng with a solemn expression.

Although "Blood Death Mark" is not Ye Ziheng's strongest martial skill, it is still powerful enough. Even this kind of martial skill can only make Li Hansheng bleed, but cannot really kill him. What about other martial skills? Forget about martial arts, I'm afraid.

After laughing for a long time, Li Hansheng finally turned his head to look at Ye Ziheng.

"Zi Ziheng, I won't fight you. This time we will be considered a tie. What do you think?"

Ye Ziheng was stunned for a moment, looking at Li Hansheng with doubts in his eyes.

do not fight?Tie?what is this?Ye Ziheng is a fool, and he can tell that his own strength is absolutely impossible to be Li Hansheng's opponent, but Li Hansheng said they are a tie?
"why?"

Ye Ziheng really couldn't help asking, he really couldn't figure it out.

I don't understand why Li Hansheng wanted to fight them, and why he gave up fighting.

"There are things I can't tell right now."

As Li Hansheng said, he turned his head to look at Ye Ziheng.

"But on the day when your cultivation reaches the peak of the Immortal Martial Realm, you can come to Tianmen and defeat me. All doubts and puzzles, all mysteries, will be solved at that moment."

The moment he heard this, Ye Ziheng was stunned.

Tianmen!Isn't that where the destiny lies!Could it be that the person in front of him is the destiny!
Ye Ziheng suddenly raised his head to look at Li Hansheng, but Li Hansheng had disappeared, leaving only a piece of human skin on the ground.

"Ye Ziheng, I am looking forward to the day when I fight with you. This Abyss of Ten Thousand Bones will be given to you. There are millions of souls who died under my sword here. I will also give it to you. I hope you will not let me down." .”

Then, Ye Ziheng felt a powerful force suddenly appear in his mind, it was a long-standing grievance of dead souls, their hatred and anger kept resounding in Ye Ziheng's mind.

"Destiny! You ruined my country and killed my subjects. Today I must do justice for the heavens and kill you bastard!"

"Destiny! Even if I go down to the ten thousand layers of hell, I want you to die!"

"Destiny! Even if I die, I will drag you into the grave!"

Countless souls of the dead in pain and anger clamored in Ye Ziheng's mind to kill Tianming, but the person who was tortured was Ye Ziheng.

He could feel the powerful anger, the anger that had taken over his rationality, and it seemed that he would also occupy him, turning him into a tool of destiny's revenge.

But Ye Ziheng is still resisting, but under the millions of dead souls who agree, Ye Ziheng's personal will is so weak, as if it will be wiped out at any time.

"Quiet!"

At this moment, a familiar voice suddenly sounded, and in an instant, all the souls of the dead fell silent and regained their calmness. The previous pain and anger were gone, and all that was left was pure fear.

Ye Ziheng could feel their fear, the fear of something unknown and powerful.

"Boy, are you okay?"

Mozun's voice came into Ye Ziheng's mind, and a faint smile appeared on Ye Ziheng's face.

It seems that the best way to suppress the undead is to find someone stronger than them.

(End of this chapter)