The Lord of Ghost

Mo Li strode leisurely in the Gongsun family.

The ground was covered with the blood of Gongsun disciples, and behind him were the falling heads.

"Who are you! How dare you run wild in the Gongsun family!"

"Everyone, come on, suppress him together!"

Faced with this threat that he had long been tired of hearing, Mo Li just smiled slightly.

If he had the strength to suppress it, he would not need to make such a fuss like a fly.

Instead, he should take practical actions. In the vision mottled by the sword light, the sword tip gently cut the fragile skin on the neck, as gently as tofu.

Plop, the head fell to the ground, and the pupils before death were the fear of resistance.

"See, this is how killing should be done. Talking too much nonsense will kill faster."

Swish!

With a move of his fingertips, the fiery red autumn maple leaves on the ground suddenly turned into a sharp weapon to cut the head.

These days, after he absorbed the residual soul memory of Gongsun Xuanjian, his sword attainments have greatly increased.

Transformed into a sword, even a speck of dust or a leaf can be a sharp sword to kill people. This is the Ten Thousand Swords Technique.

To be honest, such rapid progress in swordsmanship, and a small achievement in just a few days, even he himself was surprised.

"Could it be that I am a one-in-a-million swordsmanship genius?" He laughed at himself.

A sword flashed coldly, and heads fell to the ground. It was indeed much faster than harvesting one by one.

"Quick! Quick! Report to the elders!" A disciple hurriedly lit up the notification talisman.

Mo Li mercifully gave the other party time to report.

Three seconds later.

"Hey! Have you finished reporting?"

Mo Li raised the tip of the sword and smiled kindly.

But everyone did not think his smile was kind, it was more like a devil's fake smile.

"You are dead, the elders will come soon!" Someone suddenly shouted with great vigor, as if he had received some kind of support.

Mo Li looked at the guy coldly, and suddenly pursed his lips:

"Don't worry, you can't see the moment they come."

Suddenly, the ghost eyes opened, and the world fell into blood red.

Swish!

The next second, Mo Li made a handsome sword flower, just like a swordsman who was sheathing his sword.

Gurgle~

Mo Li stepped on the falling head and put on a kind smile again:

"I like being threatened the most! The more you threaten, the more excited I am and the more I like it."

Soon, Mo Li raised his head:

"Hey, someone is coming!"

Looking from his perspective, a large group of figures on the horizon were rushing over.

"Bold boy! How dare you commit a crime in the Gongsun family!" Looking at the corpses on the ground, the elder was stunned.

"I advise you to surrender yourself, otherwise I will let you taste the punishment of burning your soul!"

Mo Li leaned sideways and picked his fishy ears.

These people talk a lot of nonsense.

Glancing at the person coming, the elders of the Gongsun family were dressed in clothes, and judging from the floating aura, they were probably in the Hedao realm.

"Hedao Realm~" When he stabbed Qin Yang to death, he was just one step away from entering the Hedao Realm.

However~

Instantly, Mo Li swung his sword, and the sword light flashed.

"You bastard, you dare to commit murder in public!"

The elder in the Hedao Realm waved his sleeves, not taking it too seriously. After all, Mo Li was only in the Palace of Gods, and the gap was there.

In fact, as he expected, Mo Li, who attacked with a sword, was blown away by a sleeve and slammed into the wall.

As the realm improves, it becomes more and more difficult to kill enemies across levels, but~

Elder Gongsun was about to speak: "Go, imprison him. A small Palace of Gods dares to act wild. Is he crazy~"

Before he said the word "courage", he found that the corner of his mouth was overflowing with sweet blood.

"What? What do you want to say? Crazy what?"

Mo Li held the Ice Flame Ghost Knife in his hand and stabbed it into the opponent's heart. Then, the ghost eye on the handle opened, and the opponent's blood was absorbed by the ghost knife as if it was pumping water.

The other party's pupils widened. He clearly saw that the other party was slapped away by a palm!

"Old man, die!"

As he said that, the ghost knife inserted into the heart crushed the internal organs and chest cavity under the rotation of the wrist. With a force, the blade penetrated the chest and died completely.

At this time, Mo Li sucked in his nostrils, and the other party's ghost was immediately absorbed into the body.

"Ha~ It's delicious!"

A spiritual body in the state of harmony is far more abundant than the leftovers in the wild.

"Okay, I won't play with you anymore. Say hello and end."

Mo Li retracted the sword light with a smile on his face.

At this time, the old man who had been following him slowly took off the hat on his head and revealed his face.

"I believe you are all familiar with him. What about him..."

Mo Li pointed to Gongsun Xuanjian behind him: "He is your ancestor and my protector: Gongsun Xuanjian."