Fellow Daoist, your script is really good.

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If I were to watch helplessly as my senior brother were killed, things would really be going badly. I would lose a significant amount of combat power, and my chances of winning would be slim.

In an instant, a pool of blood appeared at Nangong Feng's feet, and from the blood, ghostly hands reached out.

In the air, a gigantic Asura demon crashed down toward Nangong Feng!

But Nangong Feng only needed one sword strike to wipe out all the ghost cultivators.

Nangong Feng held a long sword in his hand.

Throughout the entire ordeal, she never left the same spot.

"Roar!"

The next instant, a huge shadow fell from the sky towards Nangong Feng!

Nangong Feng dodged to the side.

A giant axe smashed into the ground, splitting the earth apart.

With a slight turn of her skirt, Nangong Feng slashed her sword toward the ghost general's neck.

"sulfuric acid!"

With a single swing, the longsword cleaved the city in two.

"Roar!"

The ghost general roared and brandished his giant axe, ready to cleave Nangong Feng in two.

At this critical moment, Su Li stood in front of her and deflected the force of the giant axe with his sword, causing the axe to strike Su Li's side.

How could the ghost general let it go? His fist, as big as a sandbag, came straight at Su Li!

"Wait!"

Su Li didn't dodge! She shouted loudly!

Just when the fist, the size of a sandbag, was only 0.01 centimeters away from Su Li.

The fist stopped right in front of Su Li's forehead!

The ghost general tilted his head and looked at Su Li.

Similarly, the other ghost cultivators also looked at this human with great curiosity.

How is this going?

There were even people who called a halt to a life-or-death duel?

The problem is, the ghost general actually stopped.

Why do I feel like my master's ghost general isn't quite as bright as I thought...?

At this moment, cold sweat broke out on Su Li's forehead...

To be honest, it was too risky.

Su Li almost felt like she was really going to die.

"Your swordsmanship is quite good."

Behind Su Li, Nangong Feng tilted his head and looked at Su Li, appearing somewhat dazed and cute.

"Thank you," Su Li replied, her brow twitching slightly.

"Your swordsmanship is highly skilled."

Nangong Feng continued speaking.

"That force release technique just now seemed simple, but in fact, it was extremely ingenious."

Is it a combination of Xia Ji's Eight Swords' sword-disarming technique and the Extreme Overlord Swordplay's disarming sword technique?

"Yes......"

"That's really good, shall we have a sword match?"

"Please refrain from speaking, young lady."

Su Li was speechless for a moment.

He felt that something was off about this girl.

We're still on someone else's turf right now...

You could be dead in the next moment, and you still have the leisure to chat with me...

Can we resolve the issue at hand first...?

"Actually, I can beat him."

Just as Su Li was speechless, Nangong Feng continued to speak.

Su Li: "..."

Is this something you can't win?

You can defeat this ghost general, but you can't defeat the master behind him...

"Young lady, perhaps you shouldn't speak for now?"

"Why won't you let me speak?" Nangong Feng asked, puzzled. "I really can beat him."

"I understand." Su Li was a little anxious. "If there's another chance for the young lady to hit you to her heart's content, please hand it over to me now."

"Oh,"

Nangong Feng looked a little unhappy.

After a short while, Nangong Feng spoke again: "Lend me your sword, I can beat him."

Su Li: "..."

Su Li didn't want to bother with her anymore.

He didn't know who the girl was.

However, Su Li was certain that such a woman with astonishing swordsmanship talent must be a direct descendant of a major sect.

Does having higher talent mean someone is less intelligent?

"Su Li from the Holy Land of Qianling has come to offer congratulations to the Lord of the Ghost Realm."

Su Li ignored Nangong Feng and instead bowed, her voice echoing through the town.

Hearing Su Li's words, the flames in the ghost general's empty eyes flickered.

The ghost cultivators behind the ghost general looked at each other.

They all thought this human was crazy.

to be frank.

Having been ghosts for so many years, they had never seen anything like this before.

What's Su Li up to?

When he was about to be hammered to death, he said he was there to give a congratulatory gift?

Do you think we're stupid?

Moreover.

Does our master need a congratulatory gift from an uninvited junior cultivator like you?

Are you entitled to a congratulatory gift?

Behind Su Li, Nangong Feng also blinked as he looked at the strange man in front of him.

So this man was the Su Li I was supposed to save.

Wasn't it you who initiated the flying sword message request for support?

Why would you give a congratulatory gift?

"A congratulatory gift? Interesting."

A clear, resonant female voice echoed through Xuanming City.

"Since you've come to offer congratulations, I'm not ignorant of etiquette, so I'll naturally treat you with the courtesy due to a guest. As for anything else, we can discuss that after the wedding ceremony."

"Thank you, Lord Ghost."

"However, only one of you can live."

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Chapter 367 Best Man [4000 words]

"However, only one of you can live."

The voice of the demon lord echoed faintly through the town.

Everything in the city seemed to fall into silence.

Everyone was waiting for Su Li's choice.

Nangong Feng, on the other hand, stared at Su Li with wide, innocent eyes.

"Lend me your sword."

As soon as Nangong Feng finished speaking, before Su Li could make a choice...

Taking advantage of Su Li's distraction, Nangong Feng grabbed Su Li's sword and charged forward.

"Wait, wait..."

Su Li quickly wrapped his arms around her waist and hugged her tightly.

At this moment, Nangong Feng was like a struggling domestic pig, kicking his hooves incessantly in Su Li's arms.

"Wait for what?"

Nangong Feng looked at Su Li with a puzzled expression.

"Let me think about it..." Su Li looked at Nangong Feng, puzzled.

"What's there to think about?" Nangong Feng looked at Su Li with even more confusion. "If I kill them, you can live. If I get killed, you can also live."

"..."

Su Li's brow twitched. He just couldn't understand why the Myriad Swords Holy Land would send such a stubborn cultivator to save him...

"Girl, in life, there are more than just one or two options."

"What else?"

"And obtuse angles."

"?"

Give me back my sword.

"Oh."

Su Li released Nangong Feng's waist, and Nangong Feng returned the long sword in his hand to Su Li.

When returning the sword, Nangong Feng was a little reluctant, his eyes constantly glancing at Su Li's sword.

"what happened?"

"Your sword is really nice, can I trade it for yours?"