Evil Wang Pampers His Ghost Doctor Fei

Mu Qianxi held the Yanlong Soul Slaying Sword in her hand, bursting out with a violent, bloodthirsty and murderous sword intent.

Rush upwards in a very rough, ruthless, and disorganized manner.

Gu Baiyi arrived at the forty-fourth floor. This place is different from before because there are many people.

If you want to get rid of the imitation of the Eternal Sword, you have to queue up.

It just so happens that he has climbed so many layers in a row, and he also needs to adjust his breath.

So there is no rush, just wait quietly.

But when it was his turn, a man in red stood in front of him domineeringly.

"New here, keep waiting!"

Gu Baiyi frowned slightly, and others said: "Don't be ignorant for the newcomers. Others need to queue up. Master Xueqing, there is no need! As long as he wants to go, he doesn't need to jump in the queue! Just keep waiting while you are interested!"

Gu Baiyi drew his sword and said coldly: "Wait!"

He is willing to abide by the rules, but he does not want to be bullied.

The others said as if they were enjoying the show: "Oh! Here comes another tough one!"

"You don't even give Master Xueqing face, your bones are very hard! You just can't hold on for too long!"

A red glow flashed in Xueqing's eyes, and he pulled out a blood-red sword in an instant.

Blood dripping into a blood beast, this blood beast Gu Baiyi has seen before.

It's just that the one in front of me is bigger and stronger! It's harder to deal with!

The thick blood beast rushed at him, Gu Baiyi was as calm as water, and fought with all his strength.

An explosion of icy cold air caused the temperature on the hottest floor of the Shura Tower to drop a lot.

Others said in surprise: "This cold white-clothed swordsman has already fought ten swords under Master Xue Qing!"

"One hundred swords!"

"three hundred!"

After so many swords, he has not yet been defeated.

"It's really strange! Lord Xueqing is the person who is expected to become the disciple of Lord Xuejian the fastest in the past thousand years!"

"That's right! As long as you break this sword, Lord Xueqing can enter!"

"That's right, Lord Xueqing has already subdued the sword. But his master Xuejian asked to break it, not to hold it. That's why Xueqing stayed on the forty-fourth floor!"

A silver light burst out, and a bloodstain was drawn on Xue Qing's arm, which began to condense into ice with white mist.

Xue Qing's face was gloomy, knowing that he had encountered a strong enemy, not the weak who could kill and drain the blood at will.

He must go all out, but even so, the gap is getting wider and wider!

He was going to lose, which was definitely the last thing he wanted to happen.

His master would never take a swordsman who was defeated by others as his apprentice.

He must not lose!

"Pfft..." Xue Qing spat out a mouthful of blood.

There seemed to be a flame burning in his mind, "I can keep you from losing, but I have a request, you are not allowed to break me again, you must take me out of here!"

Xue Qing knew that this was the sound of the sword.

This is not a task entrusted to him by his master, but now he only wants not to lose, and for the present plan, he can only agree.

"Okay! I promise you!"

"very good!"

In an instant, a terrifying flame enveloped the others, and at the same time enveloped their swords.

Their eyes were burning with two balls of fire, and they stabbed at Gu Baiyi with the sword in their hands.

Gu Baiyi immediately staggered to avoid it, he had already realized that the current situation was very dangerous.

Not because of being besieged, but because this imitation of the Eternal Sword controls everyone here and is dealing with him!

It has already given birth to a sword spirit, and when observing Gu Baiyi fighting Xue Qing, it knows very well that this man is too much of a threat to him.

Xueqing may not be able to break it in a short time, but this person can.

Therefore, we must get rid of him while there are still so many puppets available here!

As expected, this fake Shura Sword Tower has existed for a long time, and it has learned the cunning of human beings.

And know how to use human beings to wipe out their own threats.

"Puff puff puff——" The snow-white robe was stained red with blood, and was burned black by the flames.

There are countless injuries on his body, no matter how serious the injury is, he still cannot leave the Shura Sword Tower.

Because this counterfeit already has absolute control over the forty-fourth floor.

It wants people to go, so it can go.

If you don't want to, then you can only die and leave.

Mu Qianxi was also bloodied.

She was so cruel that those who met her along the way wondered if Xue Jian had taken in a female disciple.

When Mu Qianxi reached the forty-fourth floor, he saw Gu Baiyi lying in a pool of blood, his whole body almost turning into blood mist.

The bloodthirsty killing intent all over his body soared to the extreme.

A terrifying flame erupted, forcing everyone back.

"noob……"

A large bottle of potion fell down, forming a transparent membrane on his body, stabilizing his injury.

Gu Baiyi looked at Mu Qianxi and said softly: "Qianxi, you are here! Don't worry, my injury is not too serious. After all, I am not a human race, but a soul race!"

At most, they caused heavy damage to his physical body, which looked bloody and bruised.

But how much damage their swords wanted to do to his soul was far from enough.

As long as there is no major accident in the soul, the recovery of the physical body is very simple.

Now that Qian Xi has used the potion, it will be faster.

Mu Qianxi looked at Xueqing and the others, and said coldly: "It was you who joined forces to hurt Xiaobai!"

She soon realized that something was wrong with the breath here, and turned her eyes sharply to look at the counterfeit product.

"No, it's you!"

Fake Sword only felt his sword spirit trembling.

It seems that the person looking at it is not a weak human being, but... but... the one who was engraved in the core of him by the craftsman and feared the most, the Eternal Sword!

Since they know each other, let's die together! kill it!

Xue Qing made a move, although I don't know how this person broke into the forty-fourth floor?

But it's really weak, and it's easy to kill her.

No matter how angry and distressed Mu Qianxi is against enemies that even Xiaobai can't stand against, she won't think she can deal with them.

She said: "Yanlong, help me!"

"Okay, master!" A young man with clear blood eyes appeared behind Mu Qianxi.

All of a sudden, the swords in their hands were trembling crazily, and the counterfeit trembled the most.

At the moment when Mu Qianxi and Yanlong made a move, they felt as if their body and spirit were destroyed in an instant.

"Boom—" The crimson flames covered the entire forty-fourth floor of the Shura Sword Tower.

Even people outside can see such a big movement.

"What happened? Did Xueqing show his power, or did the sword's strength increase again?"

The people from the Artifact Refining City and the Shura clan who were squatting outside waiting for news also said: "That kid won't reach the top floor so soon, and then fight Xue Qing!"

Influenced by his master, Yanlong is definitely the most like a soul-slayer now.

When he started, he was bloodthirsty and ruthless, and he was not soft at all.

"Bang bang bang—" Xue Qing's body had countless blood holes, and the others also fell down and trembled.

Where did this come from, like a murderous sword capable of slaughtering the world? Mu Qianxi walked towards the counterfeit, and the counterfeit screamed: "You...don't come here!"