Chapter 238 Kill Two Ghosts!

Ye Xiuwen stood at the moment, his whole body exuded a faint vitality, enveloping his figure, indeed breaking through the realm of the first level of vitality.

After breaking through the first level of vitality, Ye Xiuwen truly understood the horror of the first level of vitality.

How can ordinary swords hurt a warrior of this realm?Even a fine steel weapon can't penetrate this weak layer of vitality defense.

And if he didn't have a sharp blade in his hand, how could he easily kill a warrior in the realm of vitality.

And the skinny ghost was the same, although he was considered a master in the middle stage of vitality, but he didn't have the skills to protect the body, so he was also hacked to death by Ye Xiuwen, who was holding a tungsten steel sword.

"Hmph! You are the only one left."

Ye Xiuwen pointed his sword at the fat ghost, and only then did the fat ghost wake up slowly.

He looked at the corpse on the ground, then at the sharp sword in Ye Xiuwen's hand, his face sank, he glared at Ye Xiuwen angrily and said, "You vicious boy, if I don't kill you today, I'm a fat ghost, I swear I won't be human. "

After the fat ghost finished speaking, he patted it with his huge palm.

Outside the palm, there is a faint layer of blood energy, which is the blood cloud palm that Xueyue Zhai became famous for.

As soon as this palm came out, blood mist filled the air, and the vast palm force, like a cloud of churning blood, crushed towards Ye Xiuwen.

"Ye Xiuwen?" Yue'er saw that the opponent's palm was strong, and wanted to stand up and help him.

But at this time, Ye Xiuwen had already made a move.

Regardless of the opponent's blood cloud palm, his long sword stabbed straight away, and at the same time, a blood mist also appeared around his body.

As soon as the blood mist came out, blood-colored palms formed, and they took the lead and slapped the fat ghost.

The fat ghost's palm strength is strong, but Ye Xiuwen's bloody palms are many, suppressing the fat ghost with numbers makes him unable to use all his strength.

This is like one person against a thousand people.No matter how powerful you are, can you resist the power of a thousand people?
And right now, that's exactly what happened.Ye Xiuwen's blood-colored palm was like a thousand-handed Avalokitesvara.

Bloody palm prints gushed out from the blood mist around Ye Xiuwen, hitting the fat ghost with fear.

"How could this be? How could this be? Didn't he only have the first level of vitality?
Damn, what kind of skill is this?Why is it so similar to Blood Shura's Blood Shura Body? "

The fat ghost was puzzled and screamed strangely after being beaten.At the same time, Yue'er, Hei Bao, and Hou San, who called for someone to come, were all dumbfounded.

They didn't know why Fifth Master had become so violent after going out for a week.

But what they didn't know was that Ye Xiuwen hadn't been idle these days. Not only did he use this week to crack Blood Shura's Blood Shura Body, but he also devoured the 'Blood Pill', breaking through to the realm of first-level vitality.

Because of the battle with Blood Shura, Ye Xiuwen was furious.He was oppressed everywhere because he was not strong enough.

And if you want to become a master, you must obtain stronger combat power.So in the past few days, Ye Xiuwen didn't take much rest at all. He arranged his time fully for practicing and breaking through.

What I didn't expect was that as soon as I came back, I used all the results of my cultivation these days.

With a bloody palm, Ye Xiuwen forced the fat ghost back, and then stabbed the fat ghost in the belly with his sword.

The sharp sword pierced it, but for some reason, the fat ghost's stomach was sunken, but it couldn't be pierced at all.

"Tsk tsk, Ye Xiuwen? You really impress me, but even if you hold a tungsten steel sword, you are definitely not my opponent. Because I am physically invincible, even the blood Shura will make me three points !"

The fat ghost smirked complacently, but at this moment, Ye Xiuwen twitched the corner of his mouth slightly, and said with a smirk, "Really?"

"Snapped!."

Ye Xiuwen suddenly slapped the fat guy on the stomach.

This palm is crisp and pleasant to the ear, as if it doesn't have much strength.

The fat ghost was about to say: Are you tickling me?But he didn't want to be at this moment, his body shook suddenly, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Idiot, this is called the Eight Diagrams and Four Elephants Palm. It is designed to break the domineering body. You will die for me!"

Ye Xiuwen yelled loudly, with his left hand exerting force, the tungsten steel sword pierced the fat ghost's stomach like piercing thin paper.

The fat ghost was passed through the hall, and the anger in his heart made him furious, and he slapped Ye Xiuwen, wanting to die with Ye Xiuwen.

But at this moment, Ye Xiuwen raised his long sword, not only opening the fat ghost's stomach, but also flying the man out.

With a bang, the fat ghost's body flew over two black iron mythical beasts, and hit the seat in front of the living room.

The seats were shattered, and the walls were cracked. The cracks were like dense spider webs.

But at this time, the fat ghost was not dead yet. He covered his stomach with one hand and pressed his body backwards, as if he wanted to collapse the back wall and escape.

"Humph!"

Ye Xiuwen sneered, and kicked one of the black iron beasts to turn around.

Ye Xiuwen pulled the mechanism, and more than a dozen tungsten steel feather arrows flew out, piercing the fat ghost's body in an instant.

The fat ghost's body was pinned, and the pain distorted his expression.And at this moment, Ye Xiuwen flew his sword, and the sharp blade pierced the fat ghost's throat.

The fat ghost's death was so miserable that he died with his eyes wide open without saying a word of cruelty.

"Hou San? Take someone with you and clean up."

After Ye Xiuwen finished speaking, he pushed hard, and the steel wire behind the tungsten steel sword pulled the flying sword, and the sword flew back, without even a drop of blood, and was sheathed by Ye Xiuwen.

But at this time, Hou San woke up slowly, and repeatedly raised his thumbs up and said: "Fifth Master, good work!"

"Hehe, if you want to learn, fifth master will teach you!" Ye Xiuwen laughed.

"How can I do it? The black panther taught me fists, I haven't learned yet!" Hou San apologized with a smile, then ordered people to clean up the battlefield, carried the corpse away and buried it, and wiped the ground with clean water.

But at this moment, Black Panther and Yue'er approached.The black panther smirked: "Fifth Lord? If you come back a little later, I will leave my life here, hehe!"

"Okay, how about a celebration banquet tonight, how about I calm you down?" Ye Xiuwen asked with a smile, and the black panther stroked his stomach, and said with a smirk, "Fifth Lord, that bitch is not here, let me and my brothers have fun." , Happy, how are you?"

"It's up to you! The brothers are also working hard recently. And those brothers who died, find their family members, and each person will get 200 taels of settling allowance." Ye Xiuwen said again.

"Yes, fifth master!" Hei Bao took the order and left with a smile.At this time, only Yue'er and Ye Xiuwen were left.

Yue'er didn't say anything, but gently arranged Ye Xiuwen's clothes.

Ye Xiuwen gently hugged Yue'er's willow waist, but she didn't refuse, and she obediently lay on Ye Xiuwen's chest,
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