Mortal Bones

"Huh..."

When his broken body recovered again, Xu Taiping let out a long breath.

At this moment, he didn't know how long it had been.

He only knew that he had died at least thirty times in this sword domain. Of course, the so-called death here refers to the short coma after his soul was severely damaged.

If Xu Taiping had not been tested by the bone-washing and marrow-removing soup and dragon bile wine in advance, I am afraid that under this torture, his soul would have really collapsed.

"Do you feel a little bored?"

After standing up from the ground again, Xu Taiping smiled and looked at the red-haired sword ghost.

Although his scattered eyes and weak tone all showed that he was on the verge of collapse.

But he could say this with a smile.

The sword ghost's face was also a little ugly.

According to his original plan, he wanted to torture Xu Taiping until his soul collapsed, and then find a way to break the seal of the ghost seal little by little.

But now, Xu Taiping's endurance for pain far exceeded his imagination.

"Boom!..."

At this moment, a violent breath wave spread from Xu Taiping.

The red-haired sword ghost looked up and saw that Xu Taiping was surrounded by sword energy, and his trembling hands pressed on the hilt again.

"It's better to spend less energy. Your sword can't be faster than mine."

He looked at Xu Taiping impatiently and said coldly.

Having said that, he still put his hand on the hilt and stared at Xu Taiping without blinking.

Before torturing Xu Taiping, he would fight with Xu Taiping, which has almost become a habitual action.

"Who knows."

Xu Taiping's pale face, the corner of his mouth slightly raised, and then he began to pace around the sword ghost while pressing the hilt of the Chunhu sword.

"Swish!" Just when Xu Taiping took the seventh step, he suddenly drew his sword out of the sheath, and a flash of sword light immediately slashed at the sword ghost with unparalleled speed.

But at the moment when Xu Taiping drew his sword, the figure of the red-haired sword ghost suddenly turned into a residual shadow and disappeared on the spot, and at the same time, a sword light suddenly appeared on Xu Taiping's chest.

"Zheng!" Xu Taiping's chest was cut open with a sharp metal tremor.

Until then, the figure of the red-haired sword ghost appeared in front of Xu Taiping.

"I said your sword can't be..."

"Yes, it's not as fast as you now, but I will catch up soon."

Before the red-haired sword ghost finished speaking, he was interrupted by Xu Taiping.

While he was speaking, he pointed at the chest of the red-haired sword ghost.

The red-haired sword ghost looked down and found that there was a thin scratch on his chest. When he touched it with his hand, there were a few drops of blood oozing out.

Looking at the blood on his fingers, the red-haired sword ghost's face became completely gloomy.

Although it was just a wound that could not be considered a wound, it still could not deny the fact that Xu Taiping's sword had just injured him.

"Shua!"

The somewhat angry and embarrassed red-haired sword ghost chopped Xu Taiping in half with one sword.

At the same time, his sword energy turned into sharp knives, and began to cut Xu Taiping's body into countless pieces bit by bit, like a slow slicing.

This time, Xu Taiping finally couldn't help but scream in pain.

But the red-haired sword ghost's gloomy face did not ease because of the scream, and his eyes were still fixed on the almost invisible wound on his chest.

After a while, Xu Taiping's body recovered again.

This time, the red-haired sword ghost said nothing, but stared at Xu Taiping without blinking, and put his hand on the handle of the sword.

Xu Taiping looked up at the sword ghost, and then raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said:

"It seems that you are no longer bored, senior."

Of course, he knew why the sword ghost's expression changed at this moment.

"Huh..."

Xu Taiping let out a long sigh, and then once again put his hand on the hilt of the knife at his waist, while staring at the red-haired knife ghost without blinking.

He had thought about it long before entering the knife domain.

Since he couldn't escape the knife domain of the red-haired knife ghost, he would treat this knife domain as his own trial place, and strive to make every knife he took valuable.

Just like just now, he had died dozens of times under the knife ghost's knife, and finally found a gap from the subtle expression and movement of the knife ghost when he drew the knife, and then successfully cut his chest.

Although this knife was far from hurting him, it was a good start.

"The knife just now was just a coincidence."

The red-haired knife ghost stopped and stood still, then took a posture of drawing the knife, and looked at Xu Taiping opposite with cold eyes.

"I also want to confirm whether the knife just now was a coincidence."

Xu Taiping also stopped pacing at this time.

"Swish!" Just as he finished speaking, the red-haired sword ghost's sword suddenly came out of its sheath, and a dazzling sword light appeared in front of Xu Taiping out of thin air as if teleporting.

But Xu Taiping seemed to see through the red-haired sword ghost. When the red-haired sword ghost's sword was about to split him in half, he slightly moved his body to the side a foot, then drew his sword out of its sheath with a "swish" sound, and slashed at the sword ghost.

With a "bang", Xu Taiping's body was finally split in half by the red-haired sword ghost, but because of the one foot he moved away, the sword did not hurt his head, allowing him to continue to control the long sword in his hand and slash at the sword ghost.

"Shua!" The blade of the Chunhu Knife finally left a three-inch long wound on the Knife Ghost's chest before the figure turned into a residual shadow and disappeared.

Although this knife was still far from the extent of injuring the Knife Ghost, it was already a real wound, at least it could be seen with the eyes.

This time, the Knife Ghost did not immediately draw his knife to kill Xu Taiping, but after looking down at the knife wound on his chest for a long time, he raised his head and chopped Xu Taiping's head with a knife.

However, he did not torture Xu Taiping like before, but raised his hand and immediately restored Xu Taiping's body to its original state, and then once again posed for the posture of drawing the knife.

Seeing this scene, Xu Taiping breathed a sigh of relief.

The biggest obsession in the heart of the Knife Ghost was indeed the knife.