The God and Buddha are actually me

Although Zhang Jiuyang had swallowed a fierce ghost alive, his magic power was improved and he felt refreshed, but he couldn't relax at all at this moment.

The murderer behind the scenes was indeed Blind Lin!

Moreover, the other party's horror was beyond his imagination, and his methods were weird and unpredictable. It seemed that he had known that the female ghost could not do anything to him, and deliberately sent it to him to eat.

Oops, A Li!

Zhang Jiuyang suddenly found that there seemed to be no sound of A Li sharpening her knife outside. She had been sharpening her knife all night these days, determined to sharpen her kitchen knife into the best knife in the world.

But now it was very quiet outside.

Zhang Jiuyang immediately pushed the door out, and there was silence outside, dark and deep.

"A Li!"

He shouted loudly, but no one answered.

Zhang Jiuyang's heart sank.

Usually, no matter how busy A Li was, as long as he shouted, she would immediately float over with a knife. Now she was obviously in danger!

He quickly came to the edge of the pond, his pupils condensed.

There were pieces of kitchen knife fragments on the ground.

That bright pink color is unique.

Zhang Jiuyang was anxious. He walked forward with his sword along the fragments of the kitchen knife. When he came to the backyard, he heard the familiar cry.

It was Ah Li's voice!

Bang!

Zhang Jiuyang kicked the wooden door away and finally saw Ah Li's figure, but the scene in front of him made him angry and murderous.

Under the moonlight, Blind Lin whistled and kicked something round with his feet. It looked like a ball, but it had two long braids.

That was Ah Li's head!

There was a talisman on Ah Li's headless body. It seemed that she was involuntarily controlled by Blind Lin.

He kicked the bloody head away with his foot, and then controlled Ah Li's headless body to pick it up and put it under his feet.

Little Ah Li stumbled and stumbled because she lost her head.

Blood was spilled all the way.

But even though she was abused like this, she still bit her mouth tightly, trying to hold it back, and refused to beg for mercy, like a stubborn young beast.

Only when she saw Zhang Jiuyang did her grievances burst out. She cried and said, "Brother Jiu, A Li's head hurts so much..."

Zhang Jiuyang's eyes suddenly became bloodshot and red.

Since he traveled through time, he had already regarded A Li as his own sister. Both of them were without family, and they depended on each other.

What five elements of heavenly ghost secrets, what three strange nobles, he didn't really care about. In the troubled times, he just wanted to have his own little family and live a comfortable life.

Kill some little ghosts, catch some wild monsters, and when his cultivation level improved, he would travel around the world with a sword, slaying monsters and visiting the beautiful mountains and rivers.

However, the tree wanted to be quiet, but the wind did not stop.

No matter how he dodged, it seemed that someone would not let him go.

Clang!

The sword that slayed the ghost turned into a red light and shot towards Blind Lin, as fast as lightning.

But Blind Lin was blind, but he seemed to be able to predict the future and took a step forward to avoid the sword.

He lifted Ah Li's head, stared at Zhang Jiuyang with his empty eyes, and showed a weird smile.

"Xiao Jiu, why don't you bow to your master when you see him?"

"I bow to you!"

Zhang Jiuyang pinched his sword formula, and the Devil Slaying Sword spun in the air and stabbed at Blind Lin again.

However, Blind Lin took another step to the left, without even looking back, and dodged the sword with ease.

"You only have a spiritual sword, but you don't know how to control it. If you had the sword control technique of the East Sea Sword Pavilion, I would have to avoid you, but now..."

He shook his head slightly. Although he was blind, Zhang Jiuyang seemed to be able to feel the contempt in his eyes.

Whoosh!

The Devil Slaying Sword stabbed at him again.

Blind Lin shook his head, dodged, and said: "You refuse to change after repeated teachings, and you are stubborn--"

His voice paused slightly, because Zhang Jiuyang actually rushed towards him with bare hands, his eyes full of murderous intent.

The unstoppable and resolute momentum was like the last struggle of a beast before death.

Whoosh!

Zhang Jiuyang had already stepped within three feet of him, and at this moment, the Demon-Slaying Sword just flew into his palm, making a loud sword sound.

His black hair was blown away by the sword energy, and there seemed to be thunder and lightning in his eyes, and the killing intent was like the sudden arrival of winter.

Those eyes were almost sharper than the sword light.

The fifth style of Liuhe Sword Art, Mantis Catching Birds!

These days, he practiced this extremely dangerous mantis catching birds the most. He practiced it thousands of times every day, and his breathing and movements were almost engraved in his bones.

At this moment, he was in danger, and he felt the artistic conception of the sword art of risking everything and seeking survival in death. This sword actually had some of Yue Ling's charm.

I saw a flash of red light in the dark night, and the sword sounded like a dragon.

Zhang Jiuyang and Blind Lin crossed each other, and the fallen leaves around them were blown away by the sword energy and spread to all directions.

An arm flew up and fell heavily to the ground.

Starting from the Jiquan point under the armpit, it was cut off by a sword, the incision was as smooth as a mirror, and blood splattered.

The results of these days of hard practice were finally fully demonstrated in this sword.

Zhang Jiuyang held the bloody ghost-slaying sword in one hand, and held A Li's head in the other hand, put it on her small body, and took off the yellow talisman.

There was a faint red line on A Li's neck. Her nose twitched and she choked and said, "Brother Jiu, Xiaofen, Xiaofen was broken by him~"

The beloved knife that she loved and polished all night was broken into pieces by the other party.

These days, she has already regarded the two knives as her good friends.

Is a ghost that can't avenge a good friend still a good ghost?

"I know, then kill him and bury your knife with him."

Zhang Jiuyang held his sword in front of him and stared at Blind Lin closely with bright eyes.

Logically speaking, if the Jiquan point is invaded by the sword energy, and even the arm is removed by him, a large amount of blood will flow out, and the blood will be exhausted and die in a few breaths.

But there was very little blood in Blind Lin's wound, and it was still black blood with a rancid smell.

He seemed completely unaffected by the sword energy, and even showed a smile, with an inexplicable emotion in his voice.

"Martial Saint Yue Jingzhong's Liuhe swordsmanship was probably taught to you by the girl from the Yue family. It is quite impressive. It's just that the swordsmanship of the Yue family was learned by my disciple of the Yinshan sect. It's really ironic."

Zhang Jiuyang said coldly: "Old blind man, who is your disciple of the Yinshan Sect?"

Blind Lin didn't get angry when he heard Zhang Jiuyang call him that. He just smiled lightly and said, "Why, after learning the skills I left for you, you turn your back on your master?"

Zhang Jiuyang was about to refute, but suddenly he was shocked and thought of the three human skin pictures in the secret room, which recorded the first three pictures of the Jade Cauldron Xuan Gong.

Without those three human skins, I'm afraid he still wouldn't be able to break through to the second realm.

"Did you stay there on purpose?"

Zhang Jiuyang looked at those empty eyes and felt a chill in his heart.

If he left the human skin scroll on purpose, it means that the five sentences in the diary were also left on purpose by him!

What on earth is he planning?

Blind Lin smiled slightly and said, "Lu Yaoxing's soul is in my hands. Do you think the secret room he built can be hidden from me?"

"What exactly do you want to do?"

Zhang Jiuyang asked.

Blind Lin did not answer this question, but just said something meaningful.

"My dear disciple, I planted a soul-dispersing talisman in that little female ghost's body. If you want to save her, come to Chenjiacun within seven days."

After saying that, he turned around and was about to leave, but his footsteps suddenly stopped and he let out a light sigh.

Something unexpected seemed to have happened.

Under the moonlight, Yue Ling has a dragon bird knife hanging on her waist, holding two bloody heads in her hands, with flying black hair, silver armor and red robes, and her stern brows and eyes are full of murderous intent.

Plop!

She threw the two old men's heads at Blind Lin's feet, her eyes as cold as knives.

"Yue Ling, the imperial eunuch, is here to take your head."

"Since you are the leader, how can you let the two elders of the Yinshan Sect go on the road alone?"

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