There were many shadows of knives, intertwining an airtight net.
But in the face of Su Xiaojin's fierce attack, the ghost curse boy seemed to be able to do it with ease.
He unhurriedly stretched out a palm, easily penetrated the endless knife shadow, and imprinted it on Su Xiaojin's lower abdomen.
"boom!"
The mirror clone was directly scattered with a palm, and Su Xiaojin spurted out a mouthful of blood, her breath sluggish.
"Whoosh!"
A Buddhist bead struck at Su Xiaojin's eyebrow, intending to end this disparate battle.
But at this moment, a dark shadow came and stood in front of Su Xiaojin!
"Pfft!"
The prayer beads penetrated his shoulder and fell to the ground.
"Brother Chicken..." Su Xiaojin asked Yinya urgently, and looked at Cao Ji in front of her with trembling eyes.
A wry smile appeared on Cao Ji's face: "I am a tool, I must have some effect..."
Seeing this scene, the ghost boy sneered, and dozens of Buddhist beads roared out from around him.
"Let me see if you can help her block this time!"
For a cursed boy, the act of sacrificing himself for others is disgusting.
He was abandoned since he was a child and lived like a dog.
Now, doesn’t it become a powerful challenge?
But at this moment, a breath suddenly appeared that made even the ghost-cursed boy feel palpitated.
Jiang Che, who had been silent all this time, suddenly appeared in front of the two of them. He gently danced the big knife in his hand and chopped all the beads into pieces in an understatement!
Then, before the two of them could react, Jiang Che grabbed their arms and threw them outside.
The ghost-cursed boy's face darkened as he stared at the slightly thin voice in front of him.
A head of black hair flowing freely without wind, and a terrifying explosive power contained under the fair skin.
Jiang Che looked at the ghost boy, grinned and said, "Little bald donkey, your death has come."
"S, S level... This, is this possible?!" The ghost-cursed boy's pupils shrank.
According to common sense, a C-level challenger, no matter how powerful his ghost is, cannot be promoted to S-level in an instant.
This violates the bottleneck setting...
The body cannot withstand such a powerful force.
But Jiang Che did it.
Why?
After a while, the ghost boy finally came to his senses.
He finally understood why Master Guiying and the others were trying so hard to win over Jiang Che.
That’s it, that’s it!
The ghost-cursed boy said: "Forbidden spirit, I didn't expect that the one in your body is actually a forbidden spirit!"
Jiang Che raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and gradually raised the sword in his hand, pointing at the ghostly boy.
However, the fear of the cursed boy soon disappeared and was replaced by a kind of excitement, an almost perverted excitement.
"It's really hard to find anything without wearing iron shoes. It doesn't take any effort to get here, hahaha..."
"Although you are taboo, you no longer have the power of taboo. When the ghost curse monk comes, you will become his most delicious food!"
Jiang Che sneered: "No matter what, it's enough to deal with you."
The ghost boy was stunned for a moment, and before he could react, Jiang Che had already appeared behind him.
At this time, Xiaoman, who was in control of Jiang Che's body, had no intention of sparing any effort.
In a powerful duel, any temptation is unnecessary.
Because life and death are only on a thin line.
Sparks appeared on the ferocious blade, filled with murderous intent.
"Starfire Slash!"
When the knife is displayed, sparks fly, leaving traces of sparks wherever the blade passes!
"laugh!"
The bone-crushing knife slashed across the ghostly boy's waist.
Under the unbelievable gaze of the ghost boy, his body began to gradually separate, and finally split into two parts.
The ghostly boy looked at Jiang Che in disbelief: "Impossible, impossible..."
"Why do you still have king-level power? This is simply impossible."
Jiang Che looked down at the ghostly boy and didn't answer.
But at this moment, a feeling of palpitations suddenly enveloped Jiang Che!
Xiaoman: "Uncanny Realm!"
The ghost-cursed boy who kept spitting out dirty blood laughed sinisterly: "Master...my master, my master is back!"
"Jiang Che... you will die, and you and your ghosts will become nourishment for my master!"
"Hahaha……"
The space in front becomes distorted. If you look carefully, you can see a square filled with deathly silence, and there are also mummies wearing black cassocks.
A coffin slowly penetrates from the distorted world into the real world.
The terrifying power left Jiang Che breathless.
Jiang Che: "Damn it...that guy is about to complete the infiltration!"
Xiaoman: "Don't panic, I'm here."
The ghost-cursed boy showed a crazy smile, looked at the twisted space with a ferocious face, and kept repeating one sentence in his mouth.
"My master! My master!"
The ghost-cursing monk's coffin was already halfway out, and the mud beneath his feet had turned into pieces of gray stone bricks.
Yes……
The infiltration into the mysterious realm is about to be completed.
At that time, the king-level mysterious ghost-cursing monk will truly arrive.
And Xiaoman cannot always maintain king-level power...
Xiaoman: "Jiang Che."
Xiaoman: "I'm very happy to meet you."
Jiang Che's heart suddenly skipped a beat: "You... Xiaoman, don't act like this."
At this moment, Jiang Che suddenly felt like something was being pulled out of his body.
Immediately afterwards, he saw Xiaoman wearing a leather jacket and a helmet appearing in front of him.
At the same time, a feeling of weakness enveloped the whole body.
"Where is the monster? Tell me your name." The voice of the ghost-cursing monk sounded out of thin air. It was obviously a majestic voice, but it was filled with a disgusting aura.
When Xiaoman appeared, the penetration speed of Ghost Curse Monk dropped significantly.
Even the stone slabs on the ground are constantly alternating between reality and mystery, becoming unstable.
Xiaoman turned around. Although he had no head, he seemed to take a deep look at Jiang Che.
Then, she suddenly rushed towards the half of the coffin.
A slap-free punch hit the coffin hard!
"Your aunt's name is Jiang Xiaoman!"
"boom!"
There was a muffled sound, and Jiang Che seemed to see the space around him begin to shatter like glass.
The screams of the ghost-cursing monk came from the twisted world.
The ghost-cursed boy looked horrified and screamed: "No, no, no, no! No!!!"
…
…
In an instant, everything returned to calm.
The twisted world disappeared.
The ghost-cursed monk's half-parted coffin disappeared without a trace.
Xiaoman's figure was nowhere to be found.
In the messy tunnel, only the unconscious Jiang Che and the ghost-cursed boy who had been chopped into two pieces and lost his breath were left.