Chapter 142

This Taoist didn't give Ye Haoran any favors, just like the people he met before, he gave people a feeling of domineering, and this Taoist has a lot of resentment, he is definitely not a decent person, so Ye Haoran didn't treat him politely idea.

"What a big tone, I'll give you one last chance to leave. If you don't cherish it, I'll let you stay here forever!" The Taoist made a trick in his hand, and the long sword behind his back flew out of his body and floated above his head .

The sword also had a piercing coldness, and the sword body was surrounded by clouds of black energy, which seemed to be full of power.

"You can try!" Ye Haoran didn't take it seriously, this Taoist priest should not have deep knowledge, otherwise he would definitely find some clues from himself, after all, Xiao Yi is also a ghost, but the other party can't perceive it at all, so it's not that powerful Where did it go.

"Huh, shame on your face!" Seeing Ye Haoran's indifference, he changed the formula in his hand and pointed at Ye Haoran, and the sword that swallowed black energy trembled violently, and shot at Ye Haoran.

clang!
The sword flew upwards, Ye Haoran didn't have the slightest intention of dodging, the ghost possessed him, raised his hand to grab it, and grabbed the sword directly in his hand, and when the sword was confronting Ye Haoran, it also buzzed Buzzing and trembling, he fell into a dilemma.

"I didn't expect to step into the inner circle of martial arts at a young age. No wonder you dare not give me face!" The man was a little surprised to see that Ye Haoran was able to grasp the blade with his bare hands without a hair being damaged, but he was also kind Those who know it can see the clue at a glance.

With the protection of the stellar energy, this ordinary sword really can't hurt him.

"However, don't think that I can't do anything with you because of the stellar energy protection, I'm a Taoist priest!" It is getting bigger and bigger, and the black air lingering on it is getting thicker and thicker, giving people an extremely eerie feeling.

Upon closer inspection, countless distorted faces emerged from the black air, grabbing at Ye Haoran with long teeth and claws.

"Using the soul to practice the sword? I never thought you would be able to do such a sorcery!" Seeing this, Ye Haoran immediately understood that these are the souls refined and refined by the sword, and became his tools for killing.

"Hey, I didn't expect you to see it, so I can't let you go, your stellar energy can only block physical attacks, let's see how you block my evil spirits!" The man smiled triumphantly, he Basically, with this move, not to mention the inner gang, the outer gang warriors will be punished if they are careless, because these ghosts, physical attacks are ineffective, so they are very difficult to deal with.

"Don't worry, after you die, I will also refine your soul and make you a member of this sword!" Seeing those evil spirits appearing one after another, the Taoist priest is also confident, The attacks are all aimed at the soul, as long as you don't reach the state of three flowers gathering, it will be difficult to get rid of it.

Although Ye Haoran said that he is a fellow, he doesn't think Ye Haoran has the ability to subdue his evil spirits. The reason is very simple. His sword is a ghost sword that has been refined for hundreds of years, and he has a lot of resentment. Heavy, not to mention all these ghosts, even if they come out randomly, those who don't have advanced skills will definitely die.

"Eh? Confidence is pretty good, but I might disappoint you!" Ye Haoran saw those evil spirits rushing towards him, and he was not afraid at all. After all, he is also a ghost king, and a ghost king naturally has the majesty of a ghost king. Can a brat be provocative?
"Get out!" When those ghosts approached, Ye Haoran's aura suddenly changed, and a majestic aura was like the water of the Yellow River, rolling out, pressing towards the ghosts.

And after those ghosts came into contact with the gas, they immediately retreated with their heads in their arms, keeping a distance from Ye Haoran honestly and cautiously.

"What?" Seeing that the evil spirits in his sword were retreated by Ye Haoran, the man was also a little inconceivable. Apart from his master, he had never seen another person in the world who could make these evil spirits Such a fearful existence.

"Go back to me!" Ye Haoran roared again, and the ghosts returned to the sword body without hesitation, and the sword returned to the appearance of an ordinary sword in a moment, even the black air lingering on it before Nothing left.

"How is it possible!" The man was also stunned seeing this situation, he could feel the fear of these ghosts, even his master would never be able to do this.

"Get lost too!" Ye Haoran held the sword in his hand, had no intention of returning it to him, stared at the man coldly, and said.

"I didn't expect you to be so powerful, but I still want to persuade you. I have taken a fancy to the demon spirit here. If you take it away, you will have so many troubles to follow!" The man didn't give up on the demon spirit either. , even though he knew he couldn't deal with Ye Haoran.

"Are you threatening me?" Ye Haoran frowned.

"Don't say it so ugly, I'm just kind enough to remind you! If you don't listen, just pretend I didn't say it, but if you regret it later, don't blame me for not reminding you!" The man also frowned, Ye Haoran's age He was a little surprised that Qingqing had such a profound Taoism, but he was determined to win this demon spirit.

"Then let me remind you, if you dare to trouble me, I don't mind killing you!" Ye Haoran said.

"Then let's wait and see!" The man also knew Ye Haoran's determination, so he stopped persuading him, turned around and was about to leave, but stopped after taking a step.

"Give me back the sword!" the man stretched out his hand and said.

"This sword should be your apology for offending me just now!" Ye Haoran refused.

"You..." The man turned pale when he heard the words, and glared at Ye Haoran with hatred.

"I'll give you another ten seconds. If you don't disappear from my eyes, don't blame me for being rude!" Ye Haoran grabbed the hilt of the sword with his backhand and said, pointing at the man.

"Okay, very good!" The man nodded, "I hope you will treat me like this next time we meet!"

The man snorted coldly, then waved and left. He is not Ye Haoran's opponent, and it is meaningless to stay here.

Seeing the man walking away, Ye Haoran didn't take him seriously, and after putting away the sword, he started to do his own business.

"Demon spirit, come out!" Ye Haoran roared here, revealing the domineering aura he had before.

"Huh? No movement?" Ye Haoran pondered for a moment, looked around, and found nothing appeared.

"Be honest, don't force me to do it!" Ye Haoran said again.

(End of this chapter)

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