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Three hundred and twentieth chapters ghost head sword(1/2)

The old man listened to Su Xun's words and smiled and said, "Since you have decided, even if I stop you, you may not be able to stop you. Be careful, everything depends on your luck and fortune."

Thank you for your advice, Su Xun clasped his fists and said.

You're welcome, the corner of the phantom old man's mouth twitched.

With a wave of his hand, a stone staircase suddenly appeared slowly. If you walk along this stone staircase, you will reach the seventh floor space.

Su Xun glanced at the long stone steps, nodded, immediately stepped onto the stone steps, and walked forward.

After dozens of breaths, Su Xun had already walked out of the stone steps.

A slight tremor occurred in the seventh floor space.

This seventh floor space is extremely spacious, with endless mountains and forests.

There are mountains and water here, and everything is there, but there are not many people.

With a rough look, Su Xun stopped hesitating and continued to walk forward.

There are...some people!

Suddenly, an old man stammered in the distance.

Stammer, you can't make a mistake, no one has been here for a long time.

The blind man took a look at the stuttering and then spoke.

How...how...will...will?

Looking at the stuttering expression, the blind man nodded and spoke to the cripple on the side: "Can they be the two old boys Jin Wentai and Jin Cheng?"

The lame man stood up, limped, and said, "If they dare to come, I will peel them off. The lame man spoke in a cold blood."

Lame, it’s been so many years, when will your hot temper be changed? The one-armed old man next to him spoke lightly.

Humph, it wasn't Lin Taiqing who missed the opportunity back then, how could we lose to the two old boys of Jin Cheng and Jin Wentai?

Several people sighed when they recalled the past.

No matter what the process is, they lose in the end. As losers, they take out something from themselves.

The blind man blinded one of his eyes, the lame man cut off his thigh, stuttered his chin, and his one-arm cut off his arm.

In addition to taking out something, they must spend their entire lives in this seventh floor space and never allow them to come out.

At the entrance to this seventh floor space, an extremely huge stone tablet carved the bets of that year and the treaty.

Seeing words is like seeing vows. When they see these, they must avoid them.

Although the few of them are rebellious, they are also very trustworthy.

Listening to the sound, it was not like two old guys somewhere, the lame man limped and obviously lost one leg, so he walked very hard.

Who cares about him? One-armed one-handed one, you go and kill him, stutter, you go and get a pot, lame, you go and boil water, I go and sharpen the knife.

OK, the one-armed body flashed and disappeared here.

After a while, the water was already burning, and the pig-killing knife was sharpened.

Whether you can eat meat today depends on one arm, and the blind man looks into the distance.

At this time, before Su Xun could stand, he saw a one-armed old man coming to his side.

Senior, Su Xun hesitated when he saw this old man, but he still shouted.

Oh, what are you here for? The old man glanced at Su Xun and asked immediately.

I came here to experience it, and Su Xun spoke slowly.

Come here to experience it? The one-armed old man squinted his eyes and sneered.

Then do you know that you are in the wrong place? The one-armed old man stared at Su Xun and licked his mouth bloodthirsty.

When Su Xun saw the old man's strange appearance, he felt alert. He always felt something was wrong with the old man.

Experience is also experience, but if you survive under our hands, you will be considered successful in your experience.

I was a little hungry, and my brothers said I could get some wild game. They had already sharpened their knives and cooked a pot of water, waiting for the wild game. The old man looked at Su Xun with a glimmer in his eyes.

Wild game, where is there wild game? Su Xun pretended not to know anything.

Boy, I'm going to eat you, the one-armed old man licked his mouth and spoke with some excitement.

Hello, brother, what are you doing?

Su Xun looked at the back of the old man and shouted.

The old man understood and subconsciously looked back, but saw that there was no one.

With a whoosh, like a whirlwind, Su Xun ran away.

When the old man turned around, there was no figure of Su Xun.

What a cunning little fox, but you can't run out of my palm.

The old man flashed and immediately chased after him.

Su Xun's heart trembled and looked at the old man not far behind him, with a hint of coldness on his face.

He could feel that the old man was a transformed monster, and his cultivation was no worse than the mid-term state of the monk's mansion and platform, and even was infinitely close to the strong man in the Daotai realm.

If you encounter such a strong man, if you don’t run away, you will be a fool.

Little wild game, you can't run out of my palm, you'd better give it to me, a gloomy voice sounded in Su Xun's ears.

The true energy in Su Xun's body surged, and the speed was accelerated a little.

Although his speed was extremely fast, the old man behind him seemed to be gloomy and always followed him.

The two of them were moving quickly in the forest one after another.

In an instant, the old man's speed had surpassed Su Xun. He stood in front of Su Xun and looked at Su Xun coldly.

Su Xun simply stopped and stopped running wildly.

Run, why don’t you run? I met me today and you are unlucky. There is a hint of murderous intent in the eyes of the one-armed old man.

Su Xun also had a sneer on the corner of his mouth. He slowly took a step forward and stepped on the ground.

Since you want to eat me, I will naturally fight back.

Since you can't hide, you can only fight to the end.

Haha, what a funny little guy.

However, your strength is much weaker than mine, so today, I can only wash you clean and cook it. The old man's eyes were full of murderous intent.

In the dense forest, the leaves were blown to make rustling sounds.

The aura of the two suddenly surged at this moment.

The one-armed old man was slightly stunned when he saw Su Xun's bursting aura.

Good boy, he hid a little deeper, and a ray of light appeared in the old man's eyes.

Su Xun smiled faintly and said, "If it weren't for hiding deeper and your three brothers came here to support me, wouldn't I really be cooked in the pot?"

When entering the seventh floor space, Su Xun's spiritual sense swept to four powerful auras that had already swept through hundreds of miles.

I like it, and the old man laughed out loud.

Su Xun pulled out the Chixiao Sword tied to his back.

This heavy sword was tightly held in his hand, and true energy was constantly pouring into his body, and his surging fighting spirit surged out, causing his momentum to continue to rise.

Feeling this aura that is not weaker than himself, the old man looked solemn, and he really came to experience it, with two brushes.

He glanced at Su Xun indifferently, and a simple ghost-headed sword appeared in the hand of the one-armed old man.

The sharp blade of the ghost-headed battle knife was like a ghost-headed flame, with bursts of fire coming out.

The fire breath is like an angry dragon, attached to the ghost-headed sword.

As the old man's energy was poured in, the ghost-headed sword made a buzzing sound, and a trace of black air emerged at the tip of the ghost-headed sword.

On the field, the two of them had a strong aura and were as grand as a fight.

As time goes by, the more brewing it becomes, the stronger it becomes.

When this aura was superimposed to its peak, Su Xun's figure suddenly moved.

He was like a breeze, holding the snow in his hand, stabbing at the one-armed old man.

The old man raised the ghost-headed sword with one hand and met Su Xun.

For a moment, the heavy sword fell down and collided with the sword fiercely.

Bang bang bang bang...

A harsh voice rang in the ears of both of them.

Feeling the strength of the sword piercing Su Xun's Chixiao Sword, the old man who had been a little disdainful finally had a look of solemnity on his face.

Because this sword stabbed out, stabbed the belt and cut the belt.
To be continued...
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