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Chapter 341 Bone Fan
Damn it! !
They are all uncooked white-eyed wolves.
At this moment, Guantian Ghost is like a ferocious beast hiding in the dark and licking his own wounds. Although his fight with Zizai Ghost is short, the process is full of dangers.

He simply would not believe that his third son actually made such an exception and dared to detonate the crystal skull in his body in one fell swoop.

Because detonating the crystal skull in the body in Shifang Ghost Realm is disrespectful to the ghost king, even the evil ghosts will not live in peace after death.

In the Shifang Ghost Realm, the lives of all living beings belong to the ghost king, and even if they want to die, they must get the ghost king's permission.

After everything subsided, the old man of the temple who had disappeared before appeared leisurely.

"Ghost watching, pass the first level"

After the old man in the temple finished speaking, he was about to turn around and leave, but at this time Guan Tiangui was the first to speak.

"Senior, senior don't leave first, the junior has something to ask."

"Well, when did you people in Shifang Ghost Realm know how to be so polite? This is the first time the iron tree has blossomed, and it's the first time I've seen this old man, the living dead."

"Tell me, what do you want to ask?"

"Senior, I passed the first level, is there any opportunity to reward me?"

"Oh, want a reward?"

Hearing this, the old man from the temple had a playful expression on his face, and the ghost watcher couldn't help but feel overjoyed when he saw this.

He thought that the old man in the temple was the same as himself, and they were all people with endless greed in their hearts.

As long as there is this greed, this matter will be easy to handle.

But before Guan Tiangui continued to speak, his heart was suddenly shrouded in a chill, this feeling can only be felt when facing life and death.

When he blinked again and looked up to see a fierce wind falling from the sky, this wind lashed the sky-watching ghost fiercely like a whip.

Then there was a crackling sound, Tian Guangui was thrown flying by this irresistible force.

Ah ah ah! !
A piercing scream sounded here, and a thud signaled that it had landed in embarrassment.

Seeing this, the old man in the temple turned and left.

"I let you live to know the greatest reward."

When Guan Tiangui got up again, the old man in the temple in front of him had already disappeared.

"Stinky old man, when I become the master of this temple, I will definitely let you not live, not die!!"

His unwilling roar echoed throughout the world, but he had forgotten that the old man in the temple had been dead for who knows how many years.

With the end of the battle between the two ghosts, the voice of the old man in the temple resounded throughout the Beacon Hall.

"The first person to pass the first pass has appeared, and this person is from Shifang Ghost Realm"

It's just that the old man played tricks on purpose, and didn't point out that this person is a sky watcher.

Of course, he is also the blood son of Shifang Ghost Domain at this moment, so he naturally knows everything when he hears the sound.

But his face is full of pride, because this is the way Shifang Ghost Domain has always lived.

Cruel, ruthless, and unscrupulous.

"Hey, did you hear that, the bald donkey? This is the way I'm pursuing in Shifang Ghost Realm. It's much better than your bastard compassionate way."

Facing Young Master Xue's clamor, Liao Fanchen always had an unshakable look of compassion on his face.

Its exposed left arm is even knotted with muscles, and the power contained in it seems to be truly felt just by looking at it.

Young Master Blood's clamor did not attract the rebuttal of the bald donkey who was not good at words in his eyes, and he raised his hand with a crazy mind, and it was a move.

Countless bloody lights appeared and then turned into countless flying flowers. The petals of the flying flowers quickly flew down and flew straight towards the mortal world.

But at this time, Liao Fanchen only did one thing, that is, neither dodging nor avoiding.

The dharma that he kept repeating silently in his mouth was his most important weapon, and he saw the petals, as sharp as knives, attacking the mortal world from all directions with strange arcs.

In an instant, there was a loud sound of iron tools clashing.

Those petals containing endless mysteries couldn't pierce the mortal body at all. Seeing such a master seal in his hand, the blood boy changed immediately.

The blood-colored petals fell in the air, and the energy was immeasurable for a while.

The surrounding stones of unknown material all made harsh noises under Mr. Xue's move, which obviously showed the sharpness of this move.

But for the big bald head like Fanchen, it still didn't cause any substantial damage.

"good very good."

The look on Young Master Xue's face obviously perfectly interpreted an angry smile, but in retrospect, Fanchen was still a statue of mercy.

"If the benefactor has any means, just use it, otherwise, if I make a move, the benefactor will have no chance of surviving."

"joke!!!"

A fan appeared out of thin air in Young Master Xue's hand, the fan's bones and handle were all made of some kind of bone.

Where this fan is located, the ferocity and sharpness soaring to the sky is also the same for a while.

Seeing this, Liao Fanchen's face also showed some subtle changes, but he couldn't make any moves, so Young Master Xue made a move first.

I saw the bone fan in his hand waving slightly, and an unprecedented blade storm was set off in this small square inch.

Swish!Swish!Swish!
Just like a ghost shaving his head, the scalp of those who listened was numb.

The blade storm blinked so fast that there was no time for Fanchen to react, and the latter didn't seem to have any countermeasures, anyway, judging from that posture, he still wanted to fight with his body.

Only this time, although the sound of weapons colliding came again.

However, the puffing sound of flesh and blood being cut by the sharp blade was also mixed in, and the air was filled with an obvious smell of blood.

At this time, the old man in the temple standing in the distance saw this scene and couldn't help but think.

"The people who walked out of the Vajra Temple must have lost their minds, why can't they fight back even if they beat them?"

With the eyes of the old man in the temple, he could see that the bone fan in the hands of Mr. Hemorrhage was not ordinary, and it could have such a sharp breath when he took it out.

It is inferred that the person who enlightened the spirit of this bone fan must be a master of formation.
The blade storm whizzed by, and it seemed that the repetition was just a blink of an eye.

The storm subsided, and Liao Fanchen, who was still standing with his palms folded, was already covered with fine cuts.

The bright red blood that emerged from it also soaked the robe he was wearing, but his always benevolent face did not change.

"The donor is really good at what he does. I really admire him."

"Huh, hypocritical, so much nonsense, it seems that my son is merciful."

Young Master Xue made a gesture to wave the bone fan in his hand again, but this time the fan of the bone fan was enveloped by a strange wave.

But before he could take action, Liao Fanchen, whose blood had already condensed all over his body, suddenly raised his head, with a hint of terrifying ferocity beneath the compassion on his face.

I saw the flesh and blood all over his body swelled, and he opened his mouth and blurted out a word.

Om! ! !
It was the first word of the six-character mantra of Buddhism, and the sound of King Kong's fury made the whole space slightly shake.

Hearing the words, Young Master Xue's complexion changed immediately.

not good! !
(End of this chapter)