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Chapter 172 Please stab me to death

 Under Xuanyuan Hao's order, Gui Lu and another young man in black were seen sitting cross-legged with their eyes closed.
And around them, twelve Golden Body Realm warriors sat, also with their eyes tightly closed.
Following the activation of a certain secret technique, Gui Lu and the young man in black shone with a certain red light at the same time, and the blood energy of the twelve warriors around them continued to converge towards them.
"That is……"
When everyone was puzzled, Gong Yao raised her eyebrows slightly and said: "That is a secret method of the Ghost and God Sect. It uses twelve sacrifices as the price to forcefully open the space. What do they want to do?"
With the blood on the field becoming rich.
"ah!"
The twelve golden bodies began to scream at the same time. ??
In an instant, the speed at which the blood and energy were extracted from their bodies increased exponentially, and their flesh and blood bodies gradually shriveled up.
At the same time, a space crack appeared above the heads of the two ghosts.
"Uh... drink!"
As the space crack continued to expand, the two people in the center were already bleeding from all their orifices, and large beads of sweat continued to drip from their foreheads.
Suddenly, a red light flashed from the crack, and a three-foot long sword flew out from it and was directly nailed to the tree trunk next to it.
Seeing this, the two of them retracted the secret method at the same time and kept panting.
And looking at the twelve warriors around them, they had all turned into mummies.
The moment the sword appeared, Feng Wuchen's pupils trembled, and Long Yuan inside his body felt a throb.
Burning Yang Sword!
It’s actually the Burning Sun Sword!
Feng Wuchen took a deep breath, suppressed the excitement in his heart, and did not immediately recall the Burning Sun Sword.
He wanted to see what Xuanyuan Hao wanted to do by breaking open the space and inviting the Burning Sun Sword here at such a high cost.
I saw the young man in black beside Gui Lu slowly stood up, pulled out the Burning Sun Sword from the tree trunk, and shouted into the formation: "I am Li Yan, the prince of the ghost country in southern Xinjiang! You are not
Do you call yourself Feng Wuchen? That devil knows how to control a sword! Now the Burning Sun Sword is here, if you really are Feng Wuchen, take it back!"
Hearing this, everyone suddenly realized.
Duan Jinghong couldn't help but praise: "What a great idea!"
Duan Yan'er was confused and asked: "What's a good way?"
Ji Ruxue explained coldly: "The Burning Sun Sword is the sword used by the devil when he was in the Southern Territory. It is connected with his mind. If the person in the formation is really the devil, he will be able to recall the sword easily.
Sword! If he can't, it proves that he is not the devil! Moreover, the eight-door sword array used by that person comes from Lingxu Palace. The combination of these two conditions is intriguing! This Xuanyuan Hao is forcing Lingxu
Gong takes action to break the formation!"
"It's so true!"
But at this moment, Ye Tianchen suddenly stood up: "Isn't it arbitrary to be able to determine the opponent's identity with just one magical power? After all, the devil is not the only one who can wield a sword!"
He remembered clearly that when he fought with Gu Qiyi, he was defeated by the opponent's sword control skills.
As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes fell on Ye Tianchen: "It is true that the devil is not the only one who can control the sword, but there is no one who can control the sword with Qi in the Blood Sea Realm..."
Ye Tianchen raised his brows again and suddenly pointed at Feng Wuchen.
Feng Wuchen's heart trembled, fearing that he would be exposed, he quickly said: "This is not the important point, let's take a look at the situation first!"
Duan Jinghong also said: "Yes, Brother Ye, just concentrate on watching the show. Why are you thinking so much?"
Ye Tianchen: "..."
Sure enough, as soon as the Burning Sun Sword came out, the people in the formation fell silent.
Seeing this, Li Yan suddenly became arrogant: "Hahaha... You can't control this sword at all, right? You are not Feng Wuchen!"
The voices in the formation were even more excited: "You fucking fart! You'd better stay away from that sword, or I will stab you to death with my sword!"
Li Yan smiled even more wildly: "Okay! Come on! You stab me to death with your sword! I beg you to stab me to death, hahaha..."
At this moment, everyone's faces showed disdain.
If he could wield a sword, he would have used it long ago. Can he wait until now?
In this way, the other party's false identity seems to be confirmed!
Just as everyone was calming down, Li Yan's laughter suddenly stopped, replaced by his extremely horrified voice: "How...how could this happen!"
Everyone looked sideways and saw that the Burning Yang Sword in Li Yan's hand was constantly shaking. ??
With a swish sound, it suddenly escaped from his palm!
The red light flashed, turned a corner in the air, and turned back towards where Li Yan was.
Seeing this, everyone's expressions changed drastically.
"Get out of the way!"
Unexpectedly, He Liyan had just used the secret space technique and was so overdrawn that he had no power to resist facing this sword.
"Daozi...Daozi, help!"
He extravagantly hoped that Gui Ru would save him, but to no avail, Gui Ru was in the same boat as him, and now he had too much time to take care of himself, so how could he have the strength to save him.
"laugh!"
Only a muffled sound was heard.
The next moment, Li Yan's throat had been pierced by the Burning Sun Sword, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth.
"How could this...this prince die...die here..."
This Li Yan did not practice any perverted skills such as the Nine Infants Immortality Technique.
After being pierced by this sword, his throat was filled with blood, but within a moment, the expression on his face was completely frozen.
After killing Li Yan, the Burning Sun Sword turned back again and rushed into the sword formation, making no sound.
for a while
For a moment, the field was completely silent.
Seeing this fantasy scene, everyone's expressions were wonderful!
"Is it difficult... is it really the devil in this sword formation?"
"It must be true. The Burning Sun Sword is also a spiritual sword. Who can activate it except its owner?"
"Tsk, tsk! It's just that the ghost country's prince died a little unjustly..."
"..."
While everyone was sighing, only Ji Ruxue stared at Gu Qi behind her with an extremely complicated expression.
She always felt there was something weird about it.
Just now everyone's attention was focused on the Burning Sun Sword.
Only she is an exception.
Just because when Xuanyuan Hao was questioning her, someone used sword energy to hint that she was telling lies.
And that person was Gu Qi behind her, so she paid a little more attention to this young man than others.
Just when the Burning Sun Sword was violently killing people, she clearly felt that there was a flash of sword intent on this young man.
What exactly is going on?
Regardless of everything else, this scene made Xuanyuan Hao very angry.
He had said it categorically just now and was sure to defeat the other party, but he didn't expect the slap in the face to come so quickly.
At this time, the laughter from the sword formation came again, with both surprise and excitement in the voice: "Hahaha! This is the first time I have encountered someone asking someone to stab him to death with a sword. Such a shameful request.
I must satisfy you!"
After hearing this taunt, Xuanyuan Hao clenched his fist tightly and gritted his teeth.
"Arrogant! Who dares to go out into battle and join the battle to kill the devil?"
However, the previous lessons were learned through hard experience. Now that the opponent has taken back his own sword, his fighting power is probably even stronger.
If you go in again, you will undoubtedly die!
Chapter completed!
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