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"Yes, no matter how great the reputation was during his lifetime, it would become empty after death. There are so many of us, so there is no need to be afraid of him." A rich man from the world kept swallowing his saliva, his face full of unconcealed fear, but he followed suit. He held the long knife in his hand tightly, and every muscle in his body collapsed tightly.

"Hmph!! Yan Fusheng, you were only relying on the three thousand Iron Guards under your command and hundreds of thousands of troops to intimidate the world. Now, not only your Iron Niucheng has become a ruin, but the great army you relied on before have long been wiped out. Today, you have to make a clear way, and we respect your prestige in your lifetime and don't care about you. Otherwise, we will join us and make you unable to even be a ghost."

When Lin Shuao heard someone respond, he looked at the clan soldiers behind him and the heroes around him, and his confidence became sufficient on the spot. Even the fear on his face began to dissipate in an instant. He turned his decisive scolding the figure on the other side.

"Oh? Is it?"

Yan Fusheng did not stop because of his scolding at all, and still took steps forward calmly. Every step was so serious. Looking at the hundreds of outsiders in front of him, there was only a faint in his eyes. When he heard Lin Shuao's words, he even pulled a cold expression on the corner of his mouth and said, "You are coming for the wealth in the Iron Niu City."

One sentence points directly to the hearts of the people!

"So what? There are so many of us who don't need to be afraid of you at all. You are dead, and those wealth should be left to the living."

Since he had spoken, Lin Shuao's face completely showed a cold and crazy look, and shouted: "All the brothers in the world, with Yan Fusheng here, he will definitely prevent us from getting that wealth. He is cutting off everyone's path to wealth and glory. He is just a wandering soul now, and we are afraid of what he will do. All the soldiers of the tribe will fight on the crossbow. Attack Yan Fusheng and shoot him to death."

Hum!!

Wealth, such amazing wealth is buried in the Iron Niu City. When Yan Fusheng was still retreating, he felt that countless mountains of gold and silver suddenly appeared in his mind, and the scene of his wealthy clothes and food in the future appeared. His original fear was completely overwhelmed by the boundless ** that grew from his heart on the spot.

"Yes, killing Yan Fusheng will make him unable to even have a ghost."

"Who dares to block my wealth? Even if my biological parents kick me aside, what is the King of Hell? If I block my wealth, I will still dare to kill me."

Those who entered the Tianqing Ghost Realm were the ones who were attracted by boundless wealth. At this moment, when he heard Lin Shuao's words, he completely threw the fear in his heart behind his head, and his fierce eyes were staring at Yan Fusheng who was still approaching them. His eyes were like seeing the enemy who killed his father.

I'm already obsessed with money.

Brush!!

At the same time, the three hundred Lin clan soldiers took off a folded crossbow from their backs. As soon as the crossbow was opened, they immediately exuded a strong murderous aura. This was a battle crossbow, a weapon that only the army had in the killing. On the battlefield, once it was formed in scale, its lethality was terrible.

Click!

Black crossbow boxes were quickly placed on the battle crossbow. Each crossbow box had a total of 100 sharp crossbow arrows. With just one press, the crossbow arrows inside could all burst out within ten seconds. They were like rain of arrows, extremely terrifying.

This time, for the wealth here, the Lin family brought in so many battle crossbows that were only allowed to be owned in the army. It was because they had the will to win this wealth.

"Call him to death."

Lin Shuao let out a hideous roar.

"Fighting Crossbow."

Yan Fusheng looked at the battle crossbow in the hands of the group of soldiers with cold eyes, his eyes turned extremely cold, and he was holding a city. His familiarity with battle crossbows was beyond the reach of ordinary people. Naturally, he knew that the terrifying battle crossbows was impossible, but if it formed a number, the terrifying battle crossbows would be ten times or a hundred times more terrifying than bows and arrows.

Whoosh swish swish swish!

In an instant, the battle crossbows in the hands of the three hundred clan soldiers were shot out at the same time.

Suddenly, I saw that small crossbow arrows swept wildly towards Yan Fusheng like raindrops, and each crossbow arrow emitted a sharp murderous aura. In the dense rain of arrows, there was almost no possibility of dodging.

"The money is owned by the people in the Iron Niu City. Although they have fallen and become wandering souls, and have not yet recovered their minds, only they are qualified to deal with their money. Those who dare to spy will be punished."

A dense rain of arrows came towards us, almost even the sky suddenly became dark, and a terrifying murderous aura swept over like a wave. Facing this scene, Yan Fusheng did not have any panic and fearful expression on his face, and he had a will to keep his face unchanged. He spoke out word by word: "Today, I will use your blood to tell the world that those who dare to step into the Heavenly Ghost Realm because of greed will be killed without mercy!"

clang!!

As the words fell, Yan Fusheng's right hand suddenly appeared on the hilt of the sword sword on his back. When his wrist turned, a crisp sound of sword sound rushed into the sky. The black sword body exuded a fierce murderous aura. With the power of his wrist, the sword body slashed forward, and the soul power in his body poured into the sword body. A black sword energy burst out from the air, instantly slashing dozens of crossbow arrows into pieces.

Ding Ding Ding Ding!!

Immediately afterwards, I immediately saw sword shadows appearing out at an astonishing speed like lightning. Accompanied by the sword shadow, a dense and light sound was transmitted in the air in front of me, almost like raindrops. Each sound was accompanied by a crossbow arrow falling to the ground from mid-air.

In an instant, Yan Fusheng's entire body was completely covered by dense sword shadows.

Countless crossbow arrows hit the sword shadow and fell immediately.

"How is that possible."

Lin Shuao almost bit off his tongue.

"Impossible, how can such a dense crossbow arrow not be shot in, how can it be blocked? What kind of sword technique is this? It is rumored that Yan Fusheng has both sword skills, but no one has ever known what sword technique to practice."

"What a fast sword, even the rain of arrows can resist it."

Those rich men in the world were so scared that their scalp exploded, and they looked at the scene in front of them in horror.

Sword technique?

Yan Fusheng never cared about swordsmanship. He had never learned any real swordsmanship. What he used was only the basic skills of using swordsmanship. If you want to talk about swordsmanship, that was the basic swordsmanship. Whether it was a sword or a sword, he had not learned half of the set, but only the basic swordsmanship and basic swordsmanship.

All you learn is the skill of using a knife and a sword.

Basic sword techniques: stab, hang, snatch, slash, horizontal, collapse, chop, cut, cut, and twist. The nine characters contain the true meaning of swordsmanship. Any sword technique evolved from these basic techniques.

Yan Fusheng pursues speed. Everything in the world cannot be destroyed, but speed cannot be destroyed.

At this moment, the sword was in hand, without any other fancy moves, only one word - thorn!!

The sword has the strongest lethality and stabbing, which is the most direct killing technique in the sword.

Puncture!!

The sword in Yan Fusheng's hand was so fast that it was unimaginable. Each sword was faster than lightning. There was no sword technique, only a simple tattoo, one sword, either an upper, a lower, a left, or a right. It was so easy that this trick that a three-year-old child could form sword shadows outside his body.

The strength of each sword is just right.

With the infusion of soul power, in a blink of an eye, millions of swords stabbed out together.

bite!!

Moreover, Yan Fusheng's steps were not stopped at all, and every step was calmly stepped on the ground, blocking the rain of arrows everywhere, and knocking down the last crossbow arrow that burst into flames towards him, his entire body had already appeared within three feet of Lin Shuao and others. When the distance was closer, the battle crossbow was instantly destroyed and could not be used at all.

Yan Fusheng was extremely fast. After becoming a ghost clan, his speed became even more terrifying. When his mind moved, his body exuded a cold murderous intent.

"Not good, array, Seven-Star Sword Formation!!"

"Come on the Hundred Battles Blade Formation and kill him for me."

Lin Shuao's face changed drastically. Without thinking, he had no intention of fighting head-on with Yan Fusheng. He moved his feet and retreated violently, but shouted loudly to the surrounding soldiers.

"Kill! Set up a formation to trap Yan Fusheng." Immediately, the soldiers around the clan gathered together quickly without hesitation, and took strange steps under their feet. Each of them gathered together, set up dozens of battle formations, shouting and fighting towards Yan Fusheng.

Each formation has been practiced thousands of times. Once it is put out, the powers of several people seem to be connected in an instant, and they are connected together.

"Kill, today it's either Yan Fu's life or death, or we're going to die, and fight against him. He is just a wandering ghost, and I don't believe that he can defeat so many of us."

"Kill, for wealth, I'll fight."

Seeing that the rain of arrows did not cause any harm to Yan Fusheng, the rich men in the world couldn't help but show a crazy look and shouted, their true energy was running wildly, waving their weapons, and attacking Yan Fusheng without hesitation.

"kill!!"

Yan Fusheng's heart was as cold as iron. He looked at these people in his eyes and did not think that they were humans at all. They were already a group of beasts who were confused by the ** and would not have any pity at all. He only spit out a cold word for killing.

Looking at the Seven-Star Sword Formation coming towards him, his wrist moved and instantly swung the Seven Swords with a thunderclap that could not be covered.

Puff puff puff!!

Only seven light sounds were heard, and the seven innate masters who had rushed straight to the sky, their bodies stopped silently, and they covered their throats with their hands. At the throat, a stream of blood could not be covered with violent gushing out of the cracks of their fingers. The spirit in their eyes collapsed at an astonishing speed.

Bang bang!!

The seven figures fell to the ground in no particular order.

Yan Fusheng's sword is too fast, too cold, too ruthless, too amazing.

It was so fast that those people didn't even have a chance to react, and they were killed directly under the sword.
Chapter completed!