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The most important thing is that you probably don't want those people to just spend the rest of their lives to atone for their sins. What you want more is to torture them and make these people's lives worse than death. "

Yan Wan spread his hands and smiled: "So why bother? To get to the bottom of it, we just took the money and came to get rid of you. You have your own difficulties, but the difficulties are yours, don't worry about us."

As soon as these words came out, Zhao Yinghe couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth, and even Chen Zixin was a little unable to react.

...Ah, isn’t that too direct? ? ?

Now we are all decent people after all, why don't we act like villains for Mao?

Decent sects are not all about slaying demons and doing justice for heaven.

If you can't defeat them, you might even say something like, "There is no need to be moral in dealing with evil spirits and heretics, let's all do it together."

"Well said, I appreciate you a little." Chen Zixin reacted, and the yin energy gradually escaped from her body, and her voice became particularly hollow: "Why don't you stay with me?"

"not good."

Yan Wang shook his head decisively, with contempt in his eyes: "I have seen your photos. Your figure is not bad, and your facial features are 80 points. It's a pity... I don't like airports."

This verbal spat completely ignited Chen Zixin's anger. Even though she was dead,... after all, she was still a woman during her lifetime.

What woman doesn't like to be complimented?

Although the current slogans are very loud, "If the chest is not equal, how can the world be equal" and so on.

But the trend has not changed. Women who lower their heads and can see their toes will be looked down upon.

Yan Wan's words undoubtedly made her furious. Because this is an issue involving dignity...

"You are looking for death..." There was a sharp roar, black mist surged, and endless icy coldness rushed towards the two of them.

Yan Wang tilted his head, glanced behind Chen Zixin, and cursed: "Hey, aren't you tired there? If you still pretend to be dead, I'll leave right now."

"What?" Chen Zixin turned around in shock.

But he saw that everything in front of him was like a broken mirror, crackling and shattering.

Ye Ling stood in the corner of the classroom neatly dressed. And what was on the table... was a corpse that had long since rotted.

"A ghost with no brains." Yan Wan glanced at Chen Zixin's slightly absent-minded face, couldn't help but sigh, and then slashed at him with his sword.

Apart from the fact that ghosts are invisible and intangible, there is actually nothing to be afraid of.

Secondly, if people can overcome the fear in their hearts, there is a way to hurt ghosts. In fact... ghosts may be easier to deal with than humans.

According to Yan Wan's understanding of the play, the ghost in this play is almost like a ball of conscious, thinking air.

Unlike humans or animals, ghosts do not have vital organs such as heads and hearts. They are just a mass of yin and evil spirits. If they are eliminated, they will die.

The Red Sky Sword is very powerful against ghosts. At least dealing with ghosts like Chen Zixin is no different than chopping cabbage.

Tie!

Zhao Yinghe's bell rang and he snorted coldly.

But he saw the golden bell erupting with dazzling golden light, shooting out large pieces of gold dust, filling the entire classroom.

Gold shavings covered the living corpses, like frost and snow that instantly decayed into debris when exposed to sunlight.

This kind of light is not necessarily more lethal to Chen Zixin than the Chixiao Sword, but it covers a wider area. The moment the Yin Qi touches it, it disappears.

This unprecedented weakness, even panic, made Chen Zixin fully understand that she was definitely encountering an unprecedented crisis this time.

"Kill you." Chen Zixin roared, and the Yin Qi was like a gun, splitting into dozens of messy shots.

In an instant, Classroom 404 was completely destroyed. The cement walls and floors were cut and smashed into countless pieces like tofu, and they were thrown at the three of them like a shower.

"run!"

Yan Wan's pupils shrank, and without thinking, his feet quickly slid backwards like a feather in the cold wind.

It is true that he is strong now, but this ghost is even stronger. Even with Yan Wang's body, it was impossible to resist such an attack.

Just kidding, it can even pierce through the floorboards, as easily as inserting a tofu brain. It wouldn't be difficult to penetrate his body.

Roar……

At this moment, a stream of yellow, disgusting pus spurted out from the cracked floor.

Accompanied by a piercing roar, a sarcoma composed entirely of broken bones, rotten flesh, and organs and brains stretched out a dozen tentacles and rose up from the large hole.

"What the hell is this?" Yan Wan was stunned, why did he look so disgusting and ugly?

"This is... Chen Zixin's soul." Ye Ling looked solemn.

Bang!

Two phases collide.

Yan Wan's wrists trembled. The tentacles that looked like they were just made of rotten flesh and white bones made contact with the edge of the sword. There was a sound of gold and iron colliding with each other, and the force was far beyond his expectation.

Zhao Yinghe clutched his chest and breathed hard: "These are the remains of those living corpses, but unlike those of yesterday, or the monster just downstairs, it was completely infused with evil spirits.

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Yan Huan suddenly realized and murmured: "I understand. This is like playing a game. The sword in my hand is a level 20 top-notch piece of equipment, but I only have this one piece.

Although Chen Zixin is wearing medium equipment, it is a suit. The individual pieces are not as good as mine, but overall they are better than me, right? "

"That's right. You can probably understand it that way." Zhao Yinghe had just been unlucky and was hit in the chest by a piece of cement. Even now, his vision is black and his breathing is somewhat blocked.

Ye Ling flicked the French stick in her hand, and an arrow shot out, piercing into the soul-residing object, but it did not pose any threat. At the moment of contact, it was eroded cleanly by the endless surging Yin evil.

"Be careful, she's going to get into the soul-bearing object." Zhao Yinghe stared at the sarcoma, his voice a little urgent.

"Take a gamble on treating a dead horse as a living horse doctor?"

Yan Wan frowned and took out the Bagua mirror that previously stored the black cat's soul from his pocket. Injecting inner strength, he smashed towards Chen Zixin's evil spirit.

clang! ! !

The loud sound like a bell made the whole classroom tremble.

As if she had encountered some nemesis, Chen Zixin quickly contracted her Yin Qi, not daring to come into contact with it, and let out a sharp roar that penetrated her soul.

"What the hell, are you so cruel?" Yan Wan's mouth twitched.

Just now, he saw the Bagua Mirror in the sky bursting out with dazzling golden light as if on steroids, and the mirror in the middle shot out a dazzling torrent, shrouding Chen Zixin.

The sarcoma below was controlled by Chen Zixin, waving its tentacles, frantically throwing it towards the Bagua Mirror, trying to push it away so that she could get into the soul-residing object.

When the three of them saw this, they immediately rushed forward and tried their best to block it.

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