Chapter 397 (2/2)

While Jiahe Qingzi threw out the Ninja dart, his body sank and rushed up like a ghost.

”Kill!” Jiahe Qingzi scolded, and the Ninja knife in his hand was cold, and directly cut into Yixin's neck.

”Amitabha, ninja of Jiahe family, let me solve your treason today!” Yixin's eyes flashed, his body didn't retreat, but entered. He held his palm with one hand, and the black air in the center of his palm greeted Jiahe Qingzi's Ninja knife.

At the moment when the Ninja knife in Jiahe Qingzi's hand hit a letter, Jiahe Qingzi suddenly felt a strange force from the Ninja knife, which hindered the blade. She couldn't wave the knife at all, but could only watch the palm wind of Yixin attack.

”No!” Jiahe Qingzi's eyes were startled.

At this time, a cold, emotionless voice came into Yixin's ear: ”today you will die!”

Hearing the sound, Yixin felt like a redundant ice cave and shivered subconsciously.

Instinctively feeling the approaching danger, he immediately gave up attacking Jiahe Qingzi and instinctively retracted his arm“ Brush! ” With a sound of, the edge of Baizhan Dao flashed.

Yixin felt his arm cool, and the evil spirit on the Baizhan knife skipped over his arm, leaving a bloody knife mark.

Yixin was shocked. He didn't care about the pain on his arm and retreated like a frightened bird.

As soon as he retreated, Shen Feng's body appeared where he had just stood.

”Kill!” Shen Feng roared, stared at a letter with his dark pupils, and rushed up at a very fast speed.

”So fast!” Yixin exclaimed in his heart and shouted, ”Amitabha!”

Yixin's voice was deep and thick. Under the influence of this voice, Shen Feng felt powerless all over. However, Shen Feng was very angry at this time, and his faith was also very firm, that is, he killed the demon monk in front of him.

”War ghost!” Shen Feng roared.

As Shen Feng's voice fell, a strange aura suddenly flashed on the Tianmo ring, and a strong violent force burst out from Shen Feng. At the same time, there was no white in Shen Feng's eyes, which was completely replaced by pitch black.

A ghost with a height of four meters and four huge arms appeared behind Shen Feng.

The ghost God was tall and ferocious, and his bronze bell sized eyes stared at a letter.

”Ouch!” A frightening roar sounded. After the roar, Shen Feng's sense of powerlessness disappeared in an instant.

”Magic shape!” A letter looked at the scene in disbelief.

”Die!” Shen Feng roared violently, and the Baizhan knife in his hand was very angry, and suddenly cut to the face door of Yixin. The actions of the ghost and Shen Feng were synchronous.

The evil spirit in its hand condensed into a war knife and cleaved up.

The sword in the War Ghost's hand, let alone the split, even if it hits the body, it can also kill people. Yixin sensed the proximity of the breath of death, exhausted all his strength and tried to think of a flash next to him.

”Brush.” With a sound, the Baizhan knife cut off Yixin's side, leaving a deep bone scar under his rib.

”Boom!”

The War Ghost's sword cleaved on the ground and smashed the ground, stirring up smoke and dust all over the ground.

After Yixin was injured, he clenched his teeth and showed an extremely painful expression on his face, because Shen Feng's knife contained evil Qi, which soon invaded his body.

Although he can also manipulate the evil spirit, he is nothing compared with Shen Feng.