The king of Hades who was hunted down by the system

Chapter 75 All sentient beings go
Mo Rang just stabbed the knife towards the heart of the evil spirit.

Whether it is for humans or evil spirits, the heart is the key to controlling life.

Therefore, the knife just now can definitely kill the evil spirit in front of him!
It was dark before his eyes, and he half-kneeled on the ground with a "bang", with the three-foot jackdaw in his hand for support, so as not to lie on the ground in embarrassment.

"call"

The left half of his body could not be felt after being grabbed by the evil spirit just now, and he was surrounded by tremendous pain. Nine lives from this injury would not be enough for a normal person to die.

He sighed, after all, he was relying on his immortal body to do something wrong, but it was worth it to exchange injuries for injuries.

The vision in front of him gradually became clear, he frowned, and saw a Taoist priest in white walking towards him not far away.

At this time, his clothes were already stained red and drenched with blood, half of his body was torn apart, and the wound was still bleeding continuously. Even the blood from the evil ghost's heart was sprayed on his body and face. miserable.

But that's just what it looks like!

He is immortal, and now he has just been aroused to be fierce. If Fu Yulou thinks that he is now a cripple who is about to die and wants to make a profit, then Mo Rang can jump up on the spot to let him know what ruthlessness is.

Fu Yulou ordered Wen Xiuyun to chase after the two teenagers first, and then he walked slowly towards the man with the knife in the center.

The originally handsome and unrestrained man knelt on one knee at this moment, his fingers trembling slightly on the handle of the knife, as if he couldn't stand up even after using the knife for a few times, his body on the left side seemed to be torn apart by a wild beast, and several broken bones fell on the ground. The scorched black land in the distance.

Behind the man was a dry forest that was still burning. Several feet of dead wood crackled in the flames, and eventually turned into black charcoal, broke and fell.

And the hideous and strange corpse of the evil ghost is lying not far from the dead wood. The seemingly short incision on the chest is actually deeply inserted into the heart. At this time, there is only air coming out but no air coming in. His body is as bloated as a mountain of meat. It is slowly rising and falling.

Red, black, burning hot.

closest to death.

At this time, Fu Yulou should step forward, and with just a light sword or a pair of hands, he can kill the seriously injured man and put an end to his serious trouble.

There was always a soft female voice telling me in my heart.

kill him kill him
As long as you kill him, you can see her.
Shaking his head, he tried to break away from the sound.

The Taoist priest in white walked forward slowly, his face was like frost, his white clothes were more snowy than snow, only the red mole between his eyebrows looked like a spot of blood.

Under his wide sleeve, a jade-white hand is holding a brown token, on which countless red silk threads are twisted to form a "Yu" character.

Mo Rang looked up at him, his sharp scarlet eyes filled with hatred and ruthlessness.

Until the scenery in front of him was completely clear, he felt as if he had crawled out of the abyss of hell, and his heart was full of disgust and pain.

"Why only Fu Yulou?!"

Where the two were originally standing, only Fu Yulou was left at this time, and Wen Xiuyun was nowhere to be found. He didn't pay attention to where he was just fighting against the evil spirits, but he didn't expect to be taken advantage of? !

He was so angry that no one would be happy if someone attacked him from behind.

He didn't lose his calculation in his heart, pretended to be seriously injured, and slowly supported Jackdaw to struggle.

At this time, the black ghost aura of Jackdaw's blade has subsided, and it seems to have lost all strength and is cold and fragile.

Mo Rang himself turned sideways to face Fu Yulou, so that it was difficult for the Taoist priest in white to see the left side of his body that he was recovering from.

Immortality gave him a strong resilience, even with a sword piercing his chest, he can recover.

At this time, from the broken collarbone, jade-white bones continued to extend, slender and hard, looking like high-quality white porcelain, fascia gradually grew on the bones, and complex blood vessels arranged vertically and horizontally like spider webs, and slender muscles grew in the blink of an eye. Not exaggerated but extremely explosive.

He was aware of his physical condition, and when the Taoist priest in white came to him, he had the strength to use the knife again.

The ghost energy in the body can also support him to use the ghost flame sword for 1 minute.

"If you give up your physical body, you can only be pushed back to Huangquan by the rules."

The Taoist priest in white gradually approached, his eyes like lacquer like ice and snow in the northern region, "And if you choose to stay in this body, I also have a way to make your soul collapse together with this body."

Don't let him doubt the truth of his words, the person in front of him always looks like he has a chance to win, he seems to know everything in the world, and he is naturally confident.

These words may seem threatening, but in fact they have the meaning of solicitation.

really.

"So, how do you want to die?"

Mo Rang: ...

This seems to be different from what I thought...

Fu Yulou was inexplicably startled when he saw the swordsman, thinking that the other party was intimidated by him.

But still squeezed the token in his hand.

He didn't want to let the other party go, the two seemed to be at odds with each other naturally, from the moment he saw this person, he had a premonition that his hard-working road to immortality would be destroyed by this person, and only by killing him could he feel at ease .

Mo Rang stood up holding the long knife, his tall and straight body seemed to be loose, and he staggered as if he had lost too much blood and did not adapt to his body's imbalance.

He looked at Fu Yulou approaching with scarlet eyes, "I choose to let you die—"

Before the Taoist could react, he slashed at him with a long knife!
Fu Yulou saw that his left body had gradually recovered to full flesh and blood, but a little white skin was not complete, so he had a bad feeling.

Seeing that the long knife in his hand had turned into pitch black, he couldn't help feeling that he was being deceived.

Even if it is the ghost king who seizes the house, it is extremely difficult to restore a physical body. Why do you spend such a large amount of money to restore the shell?
——He didn't know that Mo Rang's body was the original one, and thought that Mo Rang was the King of Ghosts.

Don't make a quick decision, the two teenagers are still on the way down the mountain, martial master Wen Xiuyun's strength can definitely catch up, and only by catching up can their safety be guaranteed.

But Fu Yulou is destined to be a boulder on his way, and he can only walk over it if it is broken!
"The wind in the mountains and forests is like a knife, and the autumn leaves are all over the ground."

Don't let your body look like a knife, and use the knife like an owl, displaying your murderous intent!
The strength of the west wind has been upgraded, making people seem to have a thick green mountain forest in front of them.

Unexpectedly, the westerly wind swept across in an instant, and the mountains and forests withered, leaving only yellow leaves everywhere.

This is the second knife - "Autumn Wind Kills All"!
He was going to use this knife that swept away thousands of troops to chop off the great head of the Taoist priest in white.

Fu Yulou's white clothes fluttered, as if facing the white owl in the strong wind and rain, his aura was as strong as that of Mo Rang, who was fierce with a knife, but he was more leisurely with the chance of winning.

Mo Rang's eyes were serious, the knife was about to slash, and he saw Fu Yulou looking at him jokingly.

"It's time to get up."

The Taoist priest in white crushed the brown token in his hand, and the brown powder drifted away with the wind.

Mo Rang saw the drum beating in his chest, black air billowing under his feet, and he turned abruptly.

"Bam—!!"

A blue-black fist with the size of a millstone landed on the spot where he had just stopped, shattering the pitch-black scorched earth.

　I am a lively author who likes to write small theater~
　　Today's Theatre:
　　Hanhanniao: Excuse me, do you want Wen Xiuyun to be your heroine?

　　Mo Rang (doubtful): I don’t want to

　　Hanhanniao: Let her be your wife, please?

　　Mo Rang (silently draws the knife)

　　Hanhanniao - pawn!

　　So, the hero said that he didn't want Wen Xiuyun to be the heroine~~
　　The heroine is someone else~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)