"You..." The Ghost Lord wanted to move, but it was obviously too late at this time.

As the Ghost Lord was hit by the sword, his subordinates who were fucked by the axe rain did not dare to make any noise at all, and could only look at Han Sanqian from afar.

Fear and fear.

"You lost." Han Sanqian said coldly.

The Flying Light Sword was also slowly flying around Han Sanqian at this time, as if observing who dared to move around.

The Ghost Lord looked at the sword between his neck, then looked at Han Sanqian again, and the next second, he slowly raised his hands and clapped his hands: "Awesome, amazing, it really makes my eyes wide open."

"Although my elite soldiers are not considered to be a loss, they are definitely not a winner, and all of these are just because of you guys."

Smile helplessly, the Ghost Lord was both a little impressed and a little disheartened.

"Although I am not right, I am more than enough to suppress you, a guy who enjoys eating people and is full of evil." Han Sanqian sneered softly.

"What? Do you think you won the game?" The Ghost Lord suddenly sneered.

"Do you still have to struggle?" Han Sanqian laughed coldly.

"Struggle? Do I need to struggle?" After the words, the Ghost Lord suddenly stretched out his hands, then suddenly held the jade sword in Han Sanqian's hand, and suddenly used force, pulled the sword and stabbed it directly towards his throat.

"puff……"

With a slight sound, the sword pierced directly the throat behind it, and even came out from the back of the neck.

But almost at the same time, the black body of the Ghost Lord began to suddenly turn into countless black air and gradually dissipate.

"What?" Han Sanqian suddenly felt something was wrong, but just as he was stunned, the dispersed black air suddenly gathered again. After forming a black shadow, he directly hit Han Sanqian with one palm.

Han Sanqian never thought that things would become like this, nor did he expect that the Ghost Lord could do this.

The response was not enough at the moment. In addition, the position where the Ghost Lord reappeared was too close to Han Sanqian. This palm was eaten firmly, and the whole person was suddenly knocked back several meters. After stabilizing his body, a mouthful of blood was immediately sprayed out of his mouth.

"Hmph." Seeing Han Sanqian being injured by himself, the Ghost Lord sneered slightly: "Now, do you still feel that you have won?"

Han Sanqian didn't say anything, staring at the ghost master with his eyes tightly.

His sect is so weird that he can survive even with one sword, and it seems that his appearance is unscathed.

Could it be that he is not his original body? It is just illusory? Or, his original body is illusory?!

Something interesting.

Thinking of this, Han Sanqian slightly withdrew his jade sword and observed the Ghost Lord very carefully, hoping that he could see the truth.

He naturally knew that Han Sanqian was staring at him curiously at this time, but he didn't care at all.

Even if he sees it, what can he understand?!

After being rampant for many years, Ghost Lord naturally has his own unique skills. If it can be easily seen through by others, it will not be unique, and it will be even more impossible for it to dominate here for many years.

Therefore, he was not afraid that Han Sanqian would observe himself seriously, and even he wanted to laugh a little.

Over the years, many defeated generals have used this kind of eyes to look at themselves, but the ending can naturally be easily imagined.

Han Sanqian is indeed a little more difficult, but compared with those ghosts under the sword, it is not special.

Naturally, the result is the same.

At this moment, Han Sanqian suddenly laughed.

"What are you laughing at? Are you pretending to be mysterious, or... do you think you are not afraid?" Seeing Han Sanqian laugh, the Ghost Lord laughed and asked softly.

"Do you think you have the upper hand just now? Even if you can't kill me, I can't do anything to you?"

Before Han Sanqian could speak, the Ghost Lord smiled coldly, his face full of confidence.

Almost at this moment, Han Sanqian suddenly felt a force suddenly appearing behind him. Looking back, he saw a huge figure standing there.

Jade-faced Shura!

"If you think so, then I can only tell you that you are completely wrong. You still have no way to deal with me, but I have hundreds of ways to kill you." After the words, the Ghost Lord sneered gloomyly.

"Is that true?" Han Sanqian's hand slightly moved an energy, and a strange sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth...
Chapter completed!