The man in the column is perished, and the beginning of the treatment is not miserable

"Pong!!"

"Ping!!!"

My wife Renshan gritted her teeth, quickly retreated, and then swung two Iai swords at Shangquanna very quickly!

Since the ghost tide passed! My wife Renshan has also become much stronger!

But as expected, all of them were blocked by Shang Quannai with a relaxed look.

Two gorgeous sparks flashed in the center of the courtyard with a little arc of electricity.

Waves of wind radiated towards the surroundings, and everyone in the courtyard huddled in the corner, trembling as they looked at the two men confronting each other.

"It's a monster..." Murata looked helpless. He held a wooden sword and tremblingly hid behind the strong samurai.

"Well, monster..." The Fujika warrior nodded vigorously and agreed with Murata's idea.

"Two monsters..." The white feathered man's face turned blue, and he could hardly open his eyes due to the strong wind pressure.

The old man looked at the creeping scarlet on Shang Quanna's knife and the faint arc of electricity on my wife Renshan's body, and raised his eyebrows.

The red color in Shang Quannai's eyes was extremely intense.

His superb reaction speed allows him to carefully observe every blow my wife Renshan makes.

From the way of drawing the sword, holding the sword, and exerting force.

Subtle changes in the muscles, twisting of the wrist, and even the technique of quickly closing the knife and relieving the force and counteracting the shock.

Shang Quanna could see everything at a glance.

Shang Quannai looked at my wife's kind eyes, which gradually glowed and were full of joy.

This kid! Able to deal with!

He was holding a wooden sword with a red blade and stood there. The red color on the blade seemed to be moving slightly and slightly like life.

This is Shangquan Nai's blood. He wrapped the wooden sword with his blood to strengthen the hardness of the wooden sword to prevent it from shattering when it collided with my wife's kind-hearted Raikiri.

My wife, Renshan, gasped for air, staggered back a few steps, and stopped swinging the knife.

His method of accelerating his body by stimulating it with electric shocks had already put his body close to overload.

Lei Qie was clasped at his waist. He lowered his head and breathed heavily. There was a dull pain in the claws of his hands.

In a short period of time, he could only swing six swords in total.

"And...two knives...!"

"hiss--!"

My wife Renshan lowered her head slightly. He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and held the handle of the knife at his waist again with his slightly trembling hands.

Snapped! Crack!

The muscles in his forearms were tense, and dazzling arcs of electricity protruded from his sleeves, burning his skin.

Bend your knees slightly and push your calves hard against the ground.

Shang Quannai stared at my wife's kind gesture. He flicked the knife a few times, holding the handle of the knife with both hands, and the red blood kept boiling on it.

Adjusting the position of the knife with his hand and adjusting his wrist slightly, Shang Quanna carefully observed the way my wife Renshan accumulated strength, and gradually unified her movements with him!

Then! The two of them burst out towards each other from where they were in an instant! !

boom! !

Like a cannon being ejected from the chamber, huge clouds of dust rose from both sides!

Whoosh! !

"Pong!!"

My wife's kind-hearted Raikiri was wrapped with lightning, and it instantly collided with Shang Quanna's scarlet-blooded wooden sword! !

boom!

The lightning arc twists the sparks and blooms with light!

The blood is evaporated! It turns into blood mist and rises around!

My wife Renshan was sweating profusely. He took a deep breath, and a little blood mist invisible to the naked eye suddenly poured into his lungs along with his breath!

"!" My wife Renshan's pupils shrank!

heart! It jumped suddenly!

next moment! Endless thunder began to erupt!

boom--! !

The huge red light intertwined with the blue and yellow thunder light, reflecting in the pupils of everyone in the courtyard!

"What is this..." The usually calm old man opened his eyes wide at this moment. He was shocked to see the increasingly high energy overflowing in the center of the courtyard!

The rest of the people had already stared blankly at the scene in front of them, at a loss.

The strong warrior put on his armor and stood in front of everyone, giving them a sense of security.

At the center of the collision, my wife Renshan gritted her teeth and tried hard to cut Shang Quannai from the side with her knife.

Shang Quannai, on the other hand, gently resisted my wife's kind-hearted Lei Qie, not letting him move forward at all.

Sparks kept flying!

The energy generated by the collision reached its peak!

boom--! ! !

A huge roar was born with strong wind pressure! Pressing aggressively from all directions!

A huge amount of dust was kicked up instantly!

…

…

"what happens?!"

"Who's winning?"

"this…"

Everyone in the courtyard breathed a sigh of relief and kept waving the dust in front of them with their hands.

They all looked at each other and saw the incredible look in each other's eyes.

And in the dust that no one can see.

My wife Renshan was lying on the other side of the center of the collision with a "big" sign. She closed her eyes and fell into a deep coma.

As the blood on Shang Quanna's knife was evaporated by the arc, a faint blood mist filled the dust.

The unconscious My Wife Renshan gasped for air, and streams of blood mist instantly poured into his respiratory tract.

As he breathed, the wounds and hidden wounds on his body that had been burned by the arc gradually recovered.

"A little tired..."

Shang Quannai stood at the center of the collision, gently stroking the scarlet blade with his hand, and the blood was instantly withdrawn into his body.

And under the wooden knife that had taken away the blood, there was only a handle left! The blade of the sword has long since turned into powder!

He gently rubbed his temples. He had been feeling sleepy since just now.

In order to better concentrate on observing my wife's benevolent knife-wielding skills, he forced himself to wake up.

As a result, sleepiness was flooding towards him like a tide.

Shang Quannai shook his head and looked at the dust rising around him. He casually pulled out a bone knife from the other side.

Then he gathered strength with both hands, imitating my wife's kind actions just now, and slashed hard at the dust and mist in front of him!

Uh-huh! !

Powerful wind pressure was instantly born from the bone knife! Shang Quanna actually cut out a small vacuum area in an instant!

The surrounding dust mist was instantly compressed by the air pressure and rushed towards the bone knife! Everything around me suddenly became clear!

The midday sun shone warmly, and the clear blue sky once again appeared over the Ubuyashiki family.

Shang Quanna kept swinging the knife, and the look of my wife Renshan sleeping soundly was instantly reflected in the eyes of everyone in the courtyard.

Everyone looked at the scene in the center of the courtyard in silence. The ground had long been dilapidated, and now a huge pothole appeared directly!

"Unbelievable..." Everyone shook their heads, looking in disbelief.

Shang Quannai slowly straightened up. His sleepiness seemed to make him unable to think, making him a little sluggish.

This feeling is like eating too much before, and Wuhan Soul needs to sleep quickly to digest it.

However, Shang Quannai always felt that if he fell asleep, he might not wake up for a long time.

Thinking about it, he turned his head and looked at the disgraced people in the corner. They were holding bone knives in their hands, looking at the dead fish eyes, and said slowly:

"As you can see, if you want to kill ghosts, you must at least be as strong as him." Shang Quannai pointed the tip of his knife at my unconscious wife, Renshan.

Then, he yawned and started walking towards the shivering head of the Ubuyashiki family:

"Practice on your own now. I will take you to see the world tonight."

He turned his head, scanned everyone with his sharp eyes, and his tone suddenly became cold:

"Try hunting a ghost."