Hundred Ghosts Walking at Night, I Build Hell Town Human World

The flying sword in the nun's hand is a bone sword.

Ordinary flying swords and most other Dao soldiers are forged with gold and iron.

This kind of flying sword forged from bones is absolutely rare.

Not only that, this flying sword was not forged from other people's bones, but from the nun's own bones.

This nun has only one right arm, and her left arm has obviously become this flying sword.

"Shh!"

Chen Qiye raised his hand and shot out, and his divine sense also enveloped the female cultivator.

"boom!"

The purple-clothed female cultivator couldn't help being a little surprised to see that Chen Qiye wasn't killed with a single blow.

In this bamboo forest, there are many people she can't afford to offend, but Chen Qiye is definitely not one of them.

When she killed people to seize treasures, of course she didn't kill everyone.

She was sure that Chen Qiye's strength was not very strong, and there were no guardians around, so she shot Chen Qiye.

After she shot Chen Qiye, she didn't regret it either.

Although Chen Qiye's cultivation was stronger than she imagined, it didn't matter.

"Shh! Shh!"

That flying sword forged from white bones is itself an arm of the woman.

When this female cultivator controlled the flying sword, she had a tacit understanding.

Chen Qiye kept waving the killing gun in his hand, his killing gun and the female cultivator's flying sword.

In the blink of an eye, there have been dozens of collisions.

Chen Qiye's God-killing Spear didn't take any damage, while the purple-clothed nun turned around and turned into a purple light to escape.

"It's not that easy!"

Chen Qiye raised his hand and shot out suddenly.

"boom!"

Since this woman took the initiative to sneak up on him, Chen Qiye had no intention of letting her survive.

His shot almost pierced through nothingness.

The figure that had turned into purple light quickly fell from mid-air.

After the opponent fell to the ground, he had already turned into a skeleton.

The reason for this is because the woman's flesh and blood was swallowed by the flying sword.

Feijian devoured the master's flesh and blood, then turned his head, wanting to pierce Chen Qiye's heart with a sword.

"Break me!"

Chen Qiye didn't use the God Killing Spear, but punched out suddenly.

This fist contains the true meaning of domineering fist.

When he made this punch, a world-shattering power suddenly broke out.

"Crack!"

There was a crisp sound, and the flying sword forged from the bones of a woman's hand didn't last long before it was shattered by Ba Quan.

At this moment, the soul of the purple-clothed female cultivator escaped in terror.

Although she was shot through by Chen Qiye just now, her life was cut off.

But most of her flesh and soul were still integrated into the flying sword at the critical moment.

As long as she gets out of this dangerous situation, she can just find a place and find a suitable monk to seize the house.

Never thought that Chen Qiye possessed such a powerful Dao technique as Baquan.

Her incomparably tough flying sword was bombarded by Chen Qiye's punch.

"die!"

When the soul of the purple-clothed female cultivator wanted to escape, Chen Qiye punched her again.

For this kind of crooked way, there is no need to hold back at all, and if you want to talk to someone, kill the other party first before talking.

Although Chen Qiye was decisive enough, he never thought that there would still be a wisp of purple smoke appearing in the distance.

Chen Qiye didn't know what that wisp of purple smoke was.

After he killed the purple-clothed female cultivator, he didn't feel anything unusual at all.

"Humph!"

Chen Qiye snorted coldly, and was ready to pursue the matter to the end and root out the root cause.

Although it is still very inconvenient to walk through the bamboo sea.

But without any hesitation, he chased the wisp of purple smoke and fled into the distance.

His figure quickly appeared in front of an old man.

The old man was wearing chain mail, with white eyebrows and white hair, and looked mighty and extraordinary.

In his hand, there is also a long sword that looks very strange.

Chen Qiye looked at it for a while before he realized that it was an evil sword compressed from the skeleton of a child.

"You Daoist have the courage to kill the old man's sword slave, and dare to come and die!"

Song Zhizhang looked at Chen Qiye with cold eyes.

What the sword slave sees is what he sees.

Song Zhizhang has 21 sword slaves, all of whom took a lot of effort to get.

The one Chen Qiye killed was his granddaughter.

After discovering that the other party could become a sword slave, he used a secret method to refine him into a house slave.

Chen Qiye didn't attack Song Zhizhang directly. Not long after he came here, a large number of sword slaves gathered from all directions.

He finally counted and found that there were twenty sword slaves in this place.

Some of these sword slaves don't have one arm, and some don't have both arms.

There are also some sword slaves without a leg, or without two legs.

Chen Qiye's eyes turned to a charming woman.

The woman has both hands and legs, but there is also a bone sword floating beside her.

After Chen Qiye looked at it for a while, he saw a trace of misery in this woman's eyes.

Chen Qiye quickly understood that this bone sword turned out to be the woman's torso.

Under her seemingly ordinary robe, there was no body at all.

"Fellow Daoist, if you have seen enough, you can go on the road."

Song Zhizhang was not in a hurry to make a move just now.

He just wanted Chen Qiye to appreciate his masterpiece.

When his voice fell, a sword energy enveloped Chen Qiye in an instant.

"boom!"

Chen Qiye shot backhand, smashing the opponent's sword energy.

Song Zhizhang didn't expect that a single sword qi could kill Chen Qiye.

His second sword energy flew out from his sleeve very quickly.

Although he held an evil sword in his hand, all the wisps of sword energy were in his sleeves.

Normally, he would constantly condense and cultivate sword energy.

When facing the enemy, even if he faces a group of powerful enemies besieging him, he may not be at a disadvantage.

"boom!"

Different from the first sword qi, Song Zhizhang's second sword qi is very powerful.

When this sword energy hit, although Chen Qiye still shot it out.

However, the overwhelming terrifying power made his figure keep retreating.

"No wonder you dare to chase all the way here, you really have some skills."

For the first two strikes, Song Zhizhang mainly wanted to test Chen Qiye's reality.

After the two sword strikes, he was already clear about Chen Qiye's strength.

"Boo! Hah! Hah!"

In the sea of ​​bamboo, a sea of ​​sword energy appeared next.

Blasts of terrifying sword energy continuously fell towards the place where Chen Qiye was.

The God Killing Spear in Chen Qiye's hand also erupted with terrifying spear lights at this time.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

While Chen Qiye was dealing with the many sword qis with his God-killing Spear, he was also looking for an opportunity to attack Song Zhizhang.

Seeing that these sword qi could not kill Chen Qiye quickly, the sword slaves around Song Zhizhang also changed at this moment.

These sword slaves turned into evil swords at this time.

In an instant, Chen Qiye was enveloped by the formation condensed by these evil swords.