Although Zhao Yan has now controlled that powerful corpse, it is not his own body after all. The essence of that body is still a corpse, a corpse that has been dead for who knows how many years.
Although Duanmuqing is not very capable, he is a corpse hunter after all. Now he is trying his best to control this body with his own essence and blood. Although he is not as powerful as Zhao Yan, his desperate efforts are enough to disturb him for a moment. This moment
That's enough for me and the stone!
The black knife and my seven-star sword struck almost at the same time, following the gap between the armor and helmet, and landed directly on the neck of the body.
The seven-star sword in my hand was left to me by my grandfather. The black knife in Mu Mu's hand is not comparable to ordinary swords at first glance. They are extremely sharp weapons.
The sword passed by one after another, and the wood and I fell to the ground almost at the same time, and the head of the corpse also fell to the ground with a muffled sound.
Immediately afterwards, the tall corpse fell to the ground with a plop, motionless.
A ghost floated out from the fracture of the corpse's neck and headed towards Zhao Yan's body next to him. It was Zhao Yan's ghost.
Mu Mu frowned, glanced at Zhao Yan's ghost, and then slashed at Zhao Yan's body with his knife without hesitation.
The sword flashed across, and Zhao Yan's head was chopped off and fell to the ground. His body also fell softly, and the blood in his neck flowed all over the ground.
Seeing this scene, I couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. That was Zhao Yan's body. Although his soul had left the body, it was temporary after all. If the wood chopped off his head, it would be equivalent to killing him. This is
kill.
Although that Zhao Yan is very hateful, I have never thought of killing him, after all, he is a living person.
But now that he is completely dead, his head is gone, and his ghost cannot return.
"How dare you kill me!"
Looking at his body with his head cut off, Zhao Yan was also stunned, floating in the air, looking at Mu Mu with a look of resentment, as if he couldn't figure out that Mu Mu actually dared to kill him.
Mu Mu raised his head and glanced at him. He didn't explain anything at all, but waved his hand again and slashed towards Zhao Yan's ghost.
Zhao Yan's ghost swayed in mid-air, and as the sword flashed by, he was immediately cut into two pieces.
The ghost of Zhao Yan, who was cut into two pieces, let out a cry of surprise, quickly floated back, reunited, looked at the wood and shouted loudly: "Who are you, and what is the origin of this knife!
"
The ghosts are ghosts and have no physical body, so ordinary swords cannot hurt them at all. But just now, the wood cut directly cut Zhao Yan's ghost in half. Not to mention Zhao Yan, even I was full of shock.
.
I looked at the wood and the black knife in his hand, and I couldn't help but wonder about his origins. Who is he? He can actually cut ghosts!
Zhao Yan was a magician and was originally very powerful, so his ghost was much more powerful than ordinary ghosts. If it had been an ordinary ghost with the knife just now, it would have been chopped down by the wood and the soul would be scattered to pieces.
Mu Mu glanced at Zhao Yan's reunited ghosts, and couldn't help but frown. He seemed to be a little dissatisfied with the blow he had just made. He ignored the shocked Zhao Yan at all, and rushed forward with the black knife again.
Zhao Yan stabbed him several more times.
The sword flashed, and Zhao Yan's ghost was chopped into several pieces, but after a moment, he was reunited.
Mu Mu's brows furrowed even more, as if he didn't expect that Zhao Yan could be so difficult to deal with.
"I don't care who you are, if you hurt my body, then use your body to repay it!" Zhao Yan looked at the wood with resentment.
Now that his body has no head, there is no way to live again, so he wants a body, a body that he can live in.
Although there will be a lot of trouble and backlash when inhabiting other people's bodies, Zhao Yan is a magician, and these things are not a problem for him.
It was the wood that chopped off his head, so now he almost hates the wood.
Looking at Zhao Yan's ghost floating in the air, I couldn't help but sneer. If he still had a body, it would be a bit difficult for me to deal with him, but now he is just a ghost. I am a shady person. How can I be afraid?
What about him?
"Let me come." I shouted to the wood.
Mumu turned his head and looked at me, then took a few steps back.
I walked up to the front and said to Zhao Yan: "You are dead now, just a ghost. I think you can see my identity. Go to the underworld quickly, otherwise I will make your soul fly away."
I am a ghost, and to the ghosts in this world, I am a bright light in the world, so I know that Zhao Yan must have seen it now.
Zhao Yan looked at me with a ferocious face, and the expression on his face was a bit complicated, including resentment, fear, and fear.
"You actually became a culprit. It must be Hong Yi. It was Hong Yi who did it, right?" After looking at me for a while, Zhao Yan asked me loudly.
I frowned, and Zhao Yan mentioned Hong Yi again, and what he said was very correct. My shady identity was given to me by Hong Yi.
I have always been full of doubts about Hongyi's identity. She can make me a shady agent at will, and can easily subdue a ghost king in the underworld. Then her identity must have a lot of background. Could it be that Zhao
Does Yan know who she really is?
"Who is she?" I couldn't help but ask Zhao Yan.
Hearing my words, Zhao Yan was stunned for a moment, then laughed out loud and said, "She is not a human being."
"Then who is she?" I couldn't help but asked loudly.
Zhao Yan rolled his eyes twice, looked at me and said, "She gave you your underworld identity. Don't you know who she is?"
When I heard Zhao Yan's words, I was stunned for a moment, because I didn't know how to answer at all. I really didn't know Hong Yi's identity.
"Where is she now?" Zhao Yan then asked me.
"She left and went back to the underworld." I felt a little disappointed and answered casually without thinking.
But as soon as the words came out, I felt something was wrong. It was obvious that Zhao Yan wanted to find out the whereabouts of Hong Yi!
Sure enough, after hearing what I said, Zhao Yan laughed again, looked at me with a ferocious face and said: "If she was still in the world of the world, I might be a little afraid. Since she is gone now, then you just wait.
Damn it, did you really think I would be afraid of your little sin!"
After Zhao Yan finished speaking, his ghost immediately turned into a thick mist. The mist kept twisting and struggling, as if there was some monster hidden inside.
The next moment, the fog subsided, and a tall figure stood in front of me!
Looking at that huge figure, I couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.
Ghost general!
Zhao Yan's ghost has now turned into a ghost general level existence!
