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The moment he touched the ground, he quickly turned back and thrust his sword in a certain direction.

Qiao Song was shocked, what was he doing?
In an instant, he realized that the sword energy was directed at him!

His heart went cold and he only had two thoughts: He was dead and why?
The invisible sword light struck Qiao Song and headed towards the person behind Qiao Song unstoppably.

Luo Wenxin unfolded the folding fan to block it, but it was too late. There was a stinging sound and the folding fan shattered.

He groaned, and there was blood at the corner of his mouth, obviously suffering from internal injuries.

A vicious corpse next to him saw this gentle human falling into his attack range, and happily pounced on him and struck out his heart with his palm.

Luo Wenxin waved his hand impatiently, and the corpse's body seemed to be grabbed by invisible hands, and was smashed to the ground and shattered inch by inch, making no sound at all.

People who hadn't understood Ming Zhuo's intentions just now realized what he was doing.

Being able to crush a vicious corpse to death with a single flick of his palm... How strong is he?
And everyone has been working together for so long, why hasn’t the other party been exposed?

The only possibility is that the other party deliberately concealed it.

Qiao Song touched his chest and found that nothing happened to him. He looked at Luo Wenxin blankly, "Professor Luo, who are you?"

Luo Wenxin waved: "Qiao Song, come here and listen to my explanation."

Qiao Song subconsciously took two steps toward him, and soon realized something was wrong. Why did he seem to be obsessed?
He shook his head vigorously and took a few steps back nervously, "I won't go, don't scare me."

"But you are right. This is the real big BOSS." Mingzhao said as he attacked, "I have tolerated you for a long time, and you have done so many little things. Do you really think that I am deaf and blind?"

Luo Wenxin slapped Mingmao's mahogany sword away and quickly retreated to distance herself.

"You tricked me into being cruel to Cheng Jing and attacked me while I was secretly rescuing Cheng Jingru. Are you being aboveboard?"

Luo Wenxin smiled and turned to look at the person fighting with Cheng Jingru, "And when did you get together with the Ghost King Shen Ruodi?"

He thought for a moment, "The person who suppressed Shenjun just now was Shen Ruodi?"

Ming Zhuo glanced at the gloomy ghost king. Shen Ruodi was dressed in white. The high priest was holy and evil, and he was inseparable from Cheng Jingru.

Mingzhao said indifferently: "He is just like you, he has been doing little tricks, so I temporarily captured him."

Xiao Mumu and Shen Ruodi came from the same origin. If the other party deliberately weakened the ghost power and only left a weak soul to follow her, it would be hard for her to tell the difference.

What I really realized was that something was wrong, because Shen Jun was taken down too easily by Xiao Mumu.

After all, this is a thousand-year-old evil ghost. Even if he is stabbed to death by her sword and his ghost power is greatly weakened, he is not just any rookie.

But in the hands of Xiao Mumu, a puppet, he was allowed to be rounded and squashed, without the slightest bit of majesty and dignity of a divine king.

Mingzhao is not a fool, so he can't even notice that something is wrong.

Since Shen Ruodi had no ill intentions, it would be easy to capture him and make him a strong man.

Mingzhao had been wary of Luo Wenxin before, and was constrained everywhere, not daring to open up. Now he could finally fight without any distractions.

Luo Wenxin couldn't help but clasp her hands and laugh, "I see, you are really interesting, I really like you."

Mingzhao: "Haha, in that case why not just stand and let me chop you?"

Luo Wenxin sighed: "I like you, but you want my life. You make me sad."

The two of them moved quickly during the conversation, one chasing and the other escaping, their bodies elegant and incredibly fast.Tang Zhen saw Luo Wenxin coming towards him and tightened his grip on the magic sword. Just as he was about to go up, he was pulled back by Li Wenhe.

"Don't waste your efforts. You will only die if you go up there."

He pursed his lips as he spoke, and his heart was once again gripped by the deep powerlessness and unwillingness.

"So what exactly is Professor Luo?" He Wangyao couldn't help but ask.

Li Wenhe said calmly: "Can't you see it yet? Who is the god that Saha taught? Who is the real master?"

He Wangyao felt like he was breaking out in a cold sweat: "God from outside the sky?"

Mamma Mia, how could he be able to meet such a big BOSS!

Why do these monsters appear one after another? Do ordinary people like them still have a way to survive?
No wonder Xuanmen predicts a catastrophe that will destroy the world. Gods from the heavens have already descended on the human world. The big boss has been lurking for so long. It is obvious that he wants to occupy the top of the mountain and change the human world!
Luo Wenxin condensed a thread of willpower on his fingertips and wrapped it around Mingmao's sword, "Can you please stop shouting and killing? Aren't you just trying to clear my name? Those dirty things in the Saha Cult are not my instructions."

Mingzhao: "So what? You don't think you are a good person, do you?"

Luo Wenxin: "Don't be like this. I originally wanted to clean up the traitors and destroy the Saha Sect this time."

Mingzhao sneered: "That's why you used me to clean up the family? Don't pretend to be so understanding. The Lord Shen has selfish motives, but he doesn't dare to go too far. He secretly ate [-] to [-]% of the sacrifices. , at least [-]% to [-]% went into your stomach! Those with vested interests should stop pretending to be big-tailed wolves!"

Luo Wenxin smiled and wanted to unfold the folding fan to fan, but found that his hands were empty, so he had no choice but to give up.

"You're not cute like this. As a god, shouldn't it be natural for me to eat the offerings of believers?"

"I'm not cute, you big devil!" Ming Zhao melted the line of wish and stabbed him with another sword. Luo Wenxin quickly avoided it, but the skirt of his clothes was still scratched.

The look in his eyes couldn't help but get darker, "Why don't you tell me first, who are you?"

Why can a mortal melt the line of will?
This is the power of human faith, a faint light, but the source of the divine power of gods.

Cheng Jingru himself is a person of great luck, and under his own guidance, he learned to condense the line of will as a weapon.

But why does Mingzhao melt?Isn't she afraid that her soul will be burned by those wishes?
Mingzhuo's men became more aggressive: "I am your father!"

Luo Wenxin did not dare to fight any longer, and his figure disappeared instantly.

On the other side, Shen Ruodi grabbed Cheng Jingru's neck, and a terrifying and sinister aura enveloped Cheng Jingru.

He was thinking about whether to strangle this mortal to death, but if he did, A Yin might be unhappy.

He had only done something sorry to her once in his life, but the lesson was so unforgettable that he could not even die in peace and regretted it endlessly.

Just when the strength in his hand was withdrawn, he suddenly realized that something was wrong.

The Ghost King gathered all the Yin energy and ghost power in his body and struck out with one palm, but Luo Wenxin took the palm.

He stopped Cheng Jingru and looked at Ming Zhuo and Shen Ruodi with a smile, "I'm sorry, the kid was a little disobedient and made you laugh. You can teach him a lesson, but you can't kill him."

Mingzhao wanted to catch up, but Luo Wenxin threw the bone sword to intercept her, and then raised his finger.

"Wow!" Qiao Song suddenly opened his mouth and spit out a large mouthful of blood. He stared at the blood on the ground and felt his heart pounding.

A terrifying pressure enveloped his heart. At that moment, he realized one thing deeply: he would die.