The Little Village's Ultimate Doctor

Chapter 1020 Black Nightmare Knife

Chapter 92

Yinfeng howled, the ghost king roared, his huge body rolled, although his head was shattered, but he was not a real entity, the billowing ghost energy twisted and squirmed, trying to gather again.

How could Long Xiaoshan give him this chance.

The hands and feet of the incarnation bombarded the ghost king, and the ghost body continued to shatter under the berserk force. The Blood Demon Sutra that Long Xiaoshan practiced was so powerful that it burned the ghost body like a scorching sun.

Strong yang energy is the worst nightmare of evil spirits.

The ghost king wailed, and the ghost's body was riddled with holes by Long Xiaoshan's bombardment. That's not the end. Long Xiaoshan's eyes were blood red, and more than a hundred acupuncture points and stars around his body were all lit up. Eight-armed crocodile dragon came from the void. A tearing roar.

The huge amount of blood energy shot up into the sky like a wolf smoke of energy, condensing the phantom of the eight-armed crocodile in the void.

Two incomparably thick arms and claws grabbed the ghost king's shoulders, pulled them out fiercely, and stabbed. The extremely powerful ghost king was torn in half like a rag, and the boiling blood corroded the ghost king's broken body. The black air evaporated.

There were bursts of wailing from the ghost king in the void, from prosperity to decline, and finally to silence.

Except for some scattered ghost aura, there is no trace of the ghost king anymore.

pat!

The Hundred Ghosts Banner in the hand of the old Heishinmen fell to the ground. He couldn't believe his eyes. The powerful ghost king he raised was actually torn apart. You must know that the ghost king is not only as powerful as the master, but also immortal. Tear him apart a hundred times and he will recover.

But now he can no longer feel the ghost king's breath.

It can be seen that the ghost king's consciousness has also been completely obliterated.

How can it be!

Li Huan, Yan Bing and other members of the dragon team stared wide-eyed. They couldn't believe it. The thunder and lightning summoned by Long Xiaoshan had already shocked them. Now that they are tearing apart the ghost king with their bare hands, it cannot be described as horror, especially the current Long Xiaoshan. Still in the state of transforming, the eight-armed crocodile was full of energy and blood, and the brutal aura of the ancient beast made their souls tremble with fear.

It's not that they haven't seen people transformed by blood, Hong Xiaojin is one of them, but compared with Long Xiaoshan, the human bear transformed by Hong Xiaojin is simply the difference between a gecko and a crocodile.

Only now did they know that Long Xiaoshan didn't fight Hong Xiaojin, not because he was afraid of him, but because he simply disdained him.

Do you care about an ant flaring its teeth and claws at you on the road?

Why did the team leader invite such a terrifying guy?

Even the team leader, if he wanted to tear the ghost king apart, it would be difficult to completely wipe him out.

After Long Xiaoshan tore the ghost queen apart, he slowly turned his head and looked at the old man of the Heishinmen, with a curved mouth, his smile looked extremely ferocious.

The old Heishinmen shuddered, his whole body went limp.

The people from the Black Scale Sect are notorious in Zhongzhou, and they are usually the only ones who scare people, how can they be scared by others, especially a great spiritual master like him, who is even more vicious, making a three-year-old child stop crying. A scary day.

The old man of Heishinmen supported his body and saw Long Xiaoshan walking towards him step by step. He drew out a small black knife and roared fiercely.

"Stop, don't force me."

As if Long Xiaoshan had never heard of it, he kept approaching.

The veteran of the Heishanmen let out a strange cry, and thrust the black knife into his chest suddenly. He let out a series of mournful howls, his face was distorted, and countless black air lingered on it, as if he was enduring inhuman torture.

A moment later, the already extremely skinny old man of the Heishanmen shriveled up again, as if he had turned into a Gollum in The Lord of the Rings.

He jerked his knife out.

The black knife, full of blood, contained an infinite evil aura.

The veteran of the Heishanmen stared at Long Xiaoshan with incomparable resentment: "Heiyan, kill him!"

call out!

A black light streaked across the void.

The Black Nightmare Knife instantly stabbed Long Xiaoshan in front of him.

Long Xiaoshan felt a terrible sense of tearing. You must know how strong his body is when he activates the Blood Demon Sutra now, but this humble knife gave him such a terrible feeling.

Long Xiaoshan stretched out his hand without hesitation, and grabbed the Black Nightmare Knife.

puff!

Its hands were severed.

Blood spattered out!

The Black Nightmare Knife he grabbed was not much longer than a finger, but Long Xiaoshan seemed to be holding a wild beast, and the violent power was trying to break free from his control.

Long Xiaoshan was pushed back by the small knife, blood overflowed from his hands, and a lot of resentment rushed into his body along his wound.

Long Xiaoshan kept roaring.

The Blood Demon Sutra has been pushed to the limit.

His arms became more and more swollen and thick, and supernatural power surged out from his acupuncture points, fighting against the infinite evil aura on the Black Nightmare Knife. Even the pitch-black hair turned blood red.

Bang!

His feet finally clasped the ground tightly, and the sharp claws on the soles of his feet sank deep into the ground.

Long Xiaoshan was filled with blood, and his face looked extremely ferocious in the blood.

Kaka!

The Black Nightmare Knife was slowly turned over in Long Xiaoshan's hands, and the infinite evil energy on it was roaring and struggling, as if it was an evil dragon suppressed by the eight-armed Shura.

Want to break free, but still can't get rid of that powerful force.

"No, it's impossible." The old man of Heishinmen almost dropped his eyes when he saw the Black Nightmare Knife being gradually turned over.

This Black Nightmare Knife is an ancient magic weapon.

Even he couldn't control it, and every time he used the Black Nightmare Knife, he had to sacrifice a lot of his vitality.

This magic knife once allowed him to survive being hunted down by the great master, and even injured the great master.

It's just too expensive to pay.

He didn't dare to use this ancient magic weapon until the critical moment of life and death.

However, just now he almost sacrificed more than half of his life to this terrifying magic weapon.

He didn't kill Long Xiaoshan.

Seeing that the Black Nightmare Knife had been completely turned upside down in Long Xiaoshan's hands, and it was stained with a thick layer of blood, Long Xiaoshan smiled: "Give it back to you."

call out!

He actually threw the Black Nightmare Knife back.

The old Taoist of the Heishanmen flew out of his wits, and rushed towards the blood pool and shouted: "Save—"

puff!

Before he finished speaking, he had already been pierced by the Black Nightmare Knife.

The body fell from mid-air and smashed into the blood pool. The water in the blood pool was extremely viscous, and the old man fell into it without any splash, just like falling into a swamp, slowly being swallowed by blood plasma.

call!

Long Xiaoshan felt weak in his hands and feet.

This Black Nightmare Knife is really fierce. Although he surrendered, the supernatural power in the acupoints has almost been consumed, and the brilliance like grains of rice is extremely dim.

Long Xiaoshan put away the Blood Demon Sutra, and put back the scales and finger blades on his body, returning to their original state.

He walked up to Li Huan and the others and gave each of them a pill.

After Li Huan and the others swallowed the elixir, their bodies gradually recovered. They hurriedly stood up, and everyone looked at Long Xiaoshan respectfully and in awe.

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