The Strongest Little White Face of Martial Arts

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"Why is there another monster?"

Even though he has existed for thousands of years, he has never seen monks like Dongfang Bubai and Chu Heng who do not conform to common sense in his life.

As soon as this time came, there were two of them!

Dongfang Bubai, a Nascent Soul cultivator, can use the breath of real demons, so that's fine, he is just possessed by some great power.

But Chu Heng was only a Nascent Soul cultivator, and the sword energy emanating from his whole body at this time made Chiyan Ghost King feel the breath of death.

"What a monster!"

Before he could turn his head, he felt a flash of mercury pouring down from the sword in front of him.

A long river of sword energy rushed towards him from under Chu Heng's sword.

It seems that the Milky Way has fallen and flowed into this world.

I don't know how many sword qi, vast and powerful, rushing forward.

The Scarlet Flame Ghost King's heart began to tremble at this time, the sword light was already inevitable.

The fire giant roared, and the flame became thicker and more dignified by three points.

The next moment, the sword light was like flowing water.

Another example is the raging tide, instantly submerging the Scarlet Flame Ghost King.

Finally, the world was quiet.

The sword light all over the sky has dissipated.

The fire giant also disappeared in the sword light.

Only one Scarlet Flame Ghost King was left, muttering a few words:

"What a domineering swordsmanship!".

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Chapter One Thousand and Twenty-nine

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suddenly,

The Scarlet Flame Ghost King turned into countless crumbs!

The boundless sword energy cut the Scarlet Flame Ghost King into the tiniest dust.

Dongfang Bubai also looked at the disappearing sword light in a daze, his eyes seemed to regain some agility, and he looked at Chu Heng.

"East?"

Chu Heng tentatively called her name.

I saw Dongfang's eyeballs moving, and seemed to have some consciousness.His eyes focused on Chu Heng's face.

"Husband?"

She seemed to have just recognized Chu Heng, and looked at him with a big smile.

This smile is brighter than the blood red dress on her body.

Seeing that Dongfang hadn't lost her mind, a big stone finally fell in Chu Heng's heart, which showed that she hadn't been deeply possessed yet.

He embraced Dongfang's slender waist, and asked with some distress: "Dongfang, why did you become possessed?"

Dongfang Bubai seemed to be a little unaware of the situation, shook his head, covered his forehead and said, "I'm bewitched? I don't remember?"

A look of pain appeared on her face, and she said with some uncertainty: "I just remember that I was deducing the exercises, and when I was about to finish, I lost consciousness. When I woke up, I saw my husband!"

She said, narrowing her eyes slightly, extremely happy.

Chu Heng thought in his heart that sure enough, Dongfang Bubai couldn't control his mind because of the Sunflower Book, and then fell into a demon. +]

I could only hear Dongfang Bubai knocking on his head: "I don't remember anything, it seems, there seems to be someone..."

She murmured uncertainly, but stopped suddenly, as if she remembered something, but missed a crucial point.

"Husband, I'm so dizzy..."

Dongfang Bubai thought for a long time, but she didn't remember who it was, but her face was full of pain.

"Don't think about it if you can't remember it, let's talk about it later."

Dongfang smiled sweetly and said, "Well, I'll listen to my husband."

Chu Heng took Dongfang out of the Netherworld, and saw that the bloody vortex became smaller and smaller, and finally gradually disappeared.

Chu Heng knew in his heart that the Scarlet Flame Ghost King was the master of this Netherworld, and since the Chiyan Ghost King was dead, this Netherworld was about to disappear.

The netherworld itself is a fragment of the underworld, occupied by the Chiyan Ghost King, and has become his lair, but the space fragment itself is extremely unstable, and can only exist if it is attached to the cultivation world, and usually requires the master's spiritual power to maintain stability. When it lost its owner, it collapsed directly.

The Netherworld collapsed, and the black mist that filled Heifeng Town would gradually dissipate after dozens of days. ~)

The realm of comprehension itself has the ability to self-regulate. If it weren't for the black mist constantly emerging from the coffin, it would have been impossible to exist for so long.