I stared at the embroidered spring sword in the hands of the faceless Jinyiwei. The blade was still stained with black blood. Although the faceless Jinyiwei was formed by a mass of ghost energy, this embroidered spring sword was definitely a physical sword, which is what the Feng Shui world often calls the tangled object for dead people to be buried with.

"kill!"

The faceless Jinyiwei did not drag on anything. After shouting for killing, the embroidered Chunjian in his hand drew a beautiful arc in the air, and bypassed Wang Yishu's body and cut towards Wang Wu's body.

Wang Yishu didn't expect that the faceless Jinyiwei's sword technique was so good. It was too late to save his grandson.

Pong!

Just when everyone thought Wang Wu was about to be cut in half by this sharp embroidery sword, the embroidery sword in the air was suddenly hit by something, and it bounced out "pong" and then it stuck to my scalp and penetrated deeply into the floor.

I was startled, but I still kept a smirk on my face, making it impossible for others to see that I was frightened.

At the same time, I felt a cold look staring at me. I turned to look at the remote corner below the stage. I saw that the man in black who had been sitting at the table before stood up at some point, playing with a few broken bones in his hand, staring at me quietly.

It's him!

I immediately reacted. When the Xiuchun Sword was about to fall on Wang Wu, this man popped up a bone and hit the Xiuchun Sword.

Wang Wu, who had escaped death, widened his eyes and turned his head in disbelief and looked towards the corner.

"Wu'er, why don't you thank this master for help?" After Wang Yishu reacted, he hurriedly pulled Wang Wu and asked Wang Wu to find a backer.

After a few seconds, Wang Wu ran to the man in black and hid behind the man in black. He said in fear and gratitude: "Thank you, Master, for saving my life. Who is the master's name and where is his home? My Wang family has so much reward for the master."

The man in black did not answer Wang Wu's words. His pair of gazes without any anger moved away from me and fell on the faceless Jinyiwei. His thin lips moved and he spoke, "This Jinyiwei is a dead man, and he should be in the cemetery, not here. I'll send him away."

After saying that, the man in black flicked his hand gently, and I saw a bone as big as a thumb, sweeping towards the faceless Jinyiwei like a bullet with a sharp sound of breaking through the air.

Seeing that the faceless Jinyiwei was about to be hit by the bone flying in high speed, Chang Lao Eleven flashed and blocked the faceless Jinyiwei. Facing the bone flying in high speed like a bullet, Chang Lao Ten never blinked, opened the calloused palms and caught the bones shot at the high speed.

Bang!

Chang Lao Shi, who had caught the bone, suddenly squeezed the bone in his palm with force. Under the cold gaze of the man in black, Chang Lao Shi slowly opened his palm. The bone was crushed into powder by Chang Lao Shi and fell down the gap in Chang Lao Shi's hands.

After the bone meal in the palm of his hand was spilled, Chang Laoshi slowly looked up at the man in black in the corner and asked, "Are you a dead person or a living person when you ask for death?"


Chapter completed!