The moon and stars are sparse, and Fengyun Village is particularly peaceful tonight.

The recent situation in Fengyun Village has not been peaceful. Both the second village leader and the third village leader died unexpectedly. Ordinary villagers do not dare to hang out at night for fear of unknown death.

The strings of beads that were supposed to be taken down after the Tianlong Festival were still hung gloomily around the altar, without any sense of celebration, but more like evil spirits summoning souls.

Bei Mingxiu walked up to the altar, looked at the unexplained talisman on the ground that was completely carved but already covered with a layer of yellow sand, and shook his head slightly.

This was not the first time he had come to this place. He was just moved by the thought that before the Tianlong Festival, this place was still a sea of ​​celebrations, but now no one cares about it.

Then he began to look around.

The terrain here is extremely open, and most of the surrounding houses are low. If the opponent wants to make a sneak attack, it will be difficult, which is advantageous to him.

Finally, he set his sights on the guy standing in the center of the altar.

Du Sigui was looking at the sky in trance when he felt Bei Mingxiu's gaze, and then turned his head to look at him. There was helplessness and envy in his eyes, but more importantly, there was murderous intent.

Bei Mingxiu said: "There is still half an hour before the ion time. I think we can have a good chat first."

Du Sigui mocked: "What's the point of talking to the enemy?"

Bei Mingxiu said: "This battle will determine life and death anyway. No matter what we communicate, only we know it. Why not?"

Du Sigui thought for a moment and said, "It makes sense."

He actually sat down cross-legged and looked like he was listening attentively.

Bei Mingxiu also sat down calmly and said, "I'm still very curious, since you and Sikong Jing are from the same sect, why did you kill Sikong Ming and Sikong Han."

Du Sigui shook his finger and said seriously: "I said in the morning that Sikong Ming's death has nothing to do with me. As for Sikong Han, I didn't want to kill him originally, but he was too much in the way, so he died."

He grinned and smiled bitterly, "I just want to fulfill my master's orders and kill you. Of course I can kick any stumbling blocks I can."

Bei Mingxiu frowned slightly and continued: "Since you only want to kill me, why bother involving others."

"I really want to kill you, and I've thought about it since you came to ask me for directions." Du Sigui stared at Bei Mingxiu with burning eyes, and said through gritted teeth, "But you are too difficult to kill."

"I can feel that your heaven and humanity have locked onto me as soon as we met. If it weren't for the treasure that my master gave me to conceal my spiritual power, you might have noticed it long ago." Du Sigui sighed,

Said, "To a certain extent, we are actually very similar."

Bei Mingxiu nodded in agreement.

Du Sigui said with emotion: "People like us are always vigilant about the people around us. We can be fully alert at the slightest sign of trouble. It's not easy for one person to kill you."

"So you still have a helper." Bei Mingxiu looked around and said, "Actually, I'm curious whether your senior brother or junior brother looks like him

You're like a fat pig, how can you be so good at lightening your body?"

A strange smile appeared on Du Sigui's face and said, "You want to know, so I won't tell you."

Bei Mingxiu smiled and said: "The secret is rotten in the stomach, and I can't save your life."

Du Sigui responded: "But even if I tell you, you don't have the life to live with it. It's better not to say anything and make you unhappy."

Bei Mingxiu shook his head and said: "If you don't have any sincerity, what are we talking about?"

Du Sigui sneered and said, "It sounds like you are sincere."

"The third disciple of the dignified Wu'an Jianfeng, a disciple of the authentic Immortal family, the famous Zhou Han, Zhou Shaoxia, is so wicked that he is not afraid of being cast aside by the world."

Bei Mingxiu sighed: "If it turns into swearing, it's okay not to talk about it."

He pointed under Du Sigui and asked, "Is your formation ready?"

Du Sigui did not deny it and said proudly: "My ghost killing formation was destroyed by you two days ago. You will not be so lucky this time."

Bei Mingxiu shook his head and said: "You will lose once, and you will lose a second time."

"Today is different from the past. I have abundant spiritual power now. Although my mind was used too much in the morning and I won't be able to recover for a while, but as a simple Dharma sect practitioner, I can kill you now."

"If I remember correctly, the spiritual power gathered by your Heavenly Humanity was squandered as early as the morning, and the wound caused by my Ghost Killing Formation, although it is almost completely healed, will still have some impact."

Du Sigui stood up and concluded: "I can't beat you like this, so what else can I do to see my master?"

He moved for a moment, looking like he was suddenly enlightened, "By the way, maybe you don't know that I still have pills that can replenish my spiritual power. If you want to use them with me, you can't afford them."

Bei Mingxiu stood up and said casually: "You have no chance to see your master anymore."

Du Sigui sneered: "Then give it a try!"

Bei Mingxiu didn't say anything, Han Ming Sword moved as he pleased, fell into his hand, and disappeared suddenly.

Under the cold moon, murderous intent arises and sword light appears.

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A sword light with a biting coldness shuttled through the night sky, followed by countless sword intents. Each sword intent was bone-chilling, as if even a little bit of it on the body would be frozen into an ice sculpture.

Du Sigui looked up at the sky and smiled knowingly.

After the last battle, Bei Mingxiu obviously knew that he had the ability to temporarily sever his connection with Feijian, so he did not dare to let Han Mingjian get too close, and only dared to test it with his sword intention.

A cautious person will always want to eliminate all possible unstable factors first.

Du Sigui himself is like this, and he also knows how to deal with such people.

Bluffing or actually having a trump card can make Bei Mingxiu throw a rat weapon.

The ghost killing array was activated again, and countless ghost hands swarmed out from the altar and grabbed Beimingxiu.

Although this altar is neither fish nor fowl, it actually has a sacrifice

Taiyuan's function has gathered a lot of spiritual power, and these spiritual powers have been introduced into the Ghost Evil Killing Array by him. In addition, four lives have just been taken here, and the resentment is deep, which has greatly increased the power of the Ghost Evil Killing Array.

This was the reason why he chose the altar as the venue for the fight.

Bei Mingxiu's response was very simple.

The iron sword suddenly came out of its sheath and was stepped on by him. He flew into the sky with the sword and quickly threw away the ghost hands protruding from the ground for a long distance.

This iron sword is specially used for sword flying. In terms of speed and stability, many higher-grade flying swords cannot match it.

No matter how many and fast the ghost hands are, they are just dead things after all, chasing his aura. But if they can't catch up, the Ghost Killing Formation will lose its intended function.

Du Si returned without responding, and the Han Ming Sword came through the air.

Wu'an Jianfeng's Soul Sword Technique, as long as the soul is strong enough, you can control two swords with your thoughts at the same time.

And he himself can also do other things.

Countless ice marbles fell from the sky, as if there was a hailstorm.

Du Sigui sneered and activated the spell. A curtain of condensed shadows protected him all over, allowing the ice marbles to smash countless ice flowers on it. At the same time, a stream of light flew out of his sleeves and collided with the Han Ming Sword in the air.

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Inside the streamer was a small white bell, which cracked immediately during this collision, but it still temporarily blocked the Han Ming Sword in mid-air.

Du Sigui looked solemn.

He knew that Bei Mingxiu had ice marbles, and he also knew that he probably didn't have many ice marbles left after the last battle.

But almost all of his magic weapons were damaged in that battle, and the one that blocked the Han Ming Sword was the last one.

The master didn't give him anything else, and he didn't want to ask Sikong Jing for anything.

Right now, he is really just fighting on his own.

Du Sigui raised his head and looked at the figure hovering over the altar, leisurely sliding his ghost hands. He sighed and said to himself: "Master, master, have you really recognized me as your disciple in your heart?"

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He smiled bitterly and formed a seal in his hand. After swallowing the ice marbles, the shadow curtain dissipated and turned into countless small ropes, escaping into the night.

He is a rare Fa Sect practitioner in the world, whose original spiritual power is dark attribute, and his cultivation qualifications are not bad. If he is placed in any Fa Sect sect, he will be trained with all his strength.

But with Fang Chengyi, he never felt that he was valued from the beginning to the end, even though the master at that time had only one apprentice around him.

Du Sigui's eyes were filled with envy and jealousy.

Why does this guy get the attention of the master? He is obviously no weaker than him!

Du Sigui gritted his teeth and poured a bottle of elixir into his mouth. As his spiritual power surged, the Ghost Killing Formation unleashed its killing intent.

Those ghost hands gathered together to form ghost claws that were dozens of feet long. The sinister aura spread out, and the temperature of the entire world seemed to be dropping.

Ghost Claw is invisible and insubstantial, and it continues to grow.

"Regardless of whether the master really wants you to die, I will definitely kill you today!"

Du Sigui roared, and when he closed his hands, the entire ghost killing array was integrated into the ghost claws.

At this moment, the billowing evil energy enveloped the entire altar, and it was as if one could hear the wails of the wronged souls of evil ghosts, but it was not known whether these wails really came from those wronged souls who died in vain, or from Du Sigui himself.

Wails spread across the land, like hell on earth.
Chapter completed!