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52 Fierce Blade

The evil ghost was approaching when he was waving his god. Although it was a large hazy ball, it was also full of teeth and claws. At the core of the fog, a white ghost appeared and appeared, with a scattered head and hair, as if it was a ghost emerging from the grave.

The Po Ding can allow himself to be approached by an evil ghost. This evil ghost who can turn into a fog likes to attract people's energy and spirit the most. The Po Ding used to be not afraid of this, but now his body is strange, he dare not try it.

He leaned against the workbench and pressed down, stabilizing his body. The cook pulled out three pieces of golden silk and yellow paper from his arms and hit him in front of him at the critical moment.

I don’t know what force the golden silk paper was controlled by, so it hung up one meter above the ground. The golden thread inside seemed to be pulled and stretched out directly, entangled with each other, forming a thin layer of surface.

In an instant, the evil ghost turned into a ball of white mist collided with it, making a dull sound, like two real objects colliding together, and some luster was clearly flashing on the golden threads.

"From the revolution, clean up the defilement and gather it!"

Blocking the impact of the evil ghost, Ku Ding outlined a circle along the surface formed by the golden wire in front of him. The blood-colored circle covered the golden thread and closed it out, as if he was about to wrap the ghost fog in.

The evil ghost also has considerable intelligence. After hitting the wall formed by golden threads, it exploded into pieces. After gathering together, it felt dangerous and was about to jump backwards.

However, the Ku Ding promised her to run away, and he pinched out two pieces of golden silk and yellow paper with both hands, and shot them out from both sides, nailed them to the back of the evil ghost. The golden silk inside stretched out and rose from the back, as if to block her way out.

I don’t know how capable these gold lines are. Even the evil ghosts who can even tempered glass can pass through, were trapped in the air by these not-so-fine gold lines. Some gold lines stretched out and pierced into the ghost energy, allowing her to rush into several directions, but they just pushed the gold lines up in vain, but could not break through.

But, just when Ku Ding was about to cover the evil ghost into the cage formed by the golden thread, his strange body seemed to affect his judgment. He was originally on the workbench, but the workbench behind him suddenly slipped a little. Ku Ding's feet became soft, and he sat on the ground, his spirit relaxed, and the golden threads he controlled came out of the hole at this moment. The evil ghost abandoned some ghost energy pierced by the golden thread, and after shrinking a circle, he drilled out from the gap that had not yet been closed above.

Then, he turned around in the air and pressed it from top to bottom on Ku Ding's face, like a sledgehammer, smashing it hard.

The Butcher didn't even hum, and his body tilted, and his whole body slid to the ground against the workbench.

Immediately afterwards, the ghost energy, like fog, crazily drilled into the pores such as Ku Ding's eyes, nose, ears and mouths, and Ku Ding's face turned white at a speed visible to the naked eye. This whiteness is not a color, but a hollow like a hole that loses vitality, as if it is different from the colors of the whole world.

Stripping!

This evil ghost is stealing Ku Ding's body and stripping away the vitality of Ku Ding.

At this moment, Ku Ding actually punched his chest with a backhand, with such great power that he could even hear the sound of cracking bones. It was also because of this punch that Ku Ding stretched his neck, raised his head, and coughed up a large mouthful of blood. The blood seemed to make Ku Ding's face more angry, and murderous intent also overflowed in his eyes.

——Use my body to transform into a furnace, burn blood as fire, and meaning as blade, kill monsters, cook evil spirits, and taste all the ghosts and eat endlessly, and I will be eternal!

A stream of heat surged out of Ku Ding's body, and the breath shook the ground, knocking everything several meters away. He stood up straight from the ground, blood overflowed along the corner of his mouth, gathered into his hands along his arms, and a short knife was transformed into, no, a kitchen knife.

The blade was like a raging fire, and there were countless ghosts wailing in the flames, and there was also a scene of hell killing and punishment on the blade. At first glance, it was a fierce blade.

"Come out!"

With a loud shout, the chef pulled out an illusory shadow from himself. The shadow could not tell the man and woman, but the chef was choked by the chef and he just kept struggling, scratching his limbs wildly, but he couldn't hurt the chef.

"I thought you were the wronged soul of that woman, but I didn't expect that you already existed. If you hadn't rushed to you, I wouldn't have discovered it. I think it must be that woman being brought here and stole the soul by you who had already been born here. Then, you absorbed the woman's memory and briefly turned into that woman, right?"

When the pot Ding pinched it like this, the evil ghost seemed to be really having difficulty breathing, and his scratching hands became increasingly weak. Finally, he slowly drooped down. His whole ghost body was blurred, and at this time, he could no longer see the appearance of the long-haired woman.

"I don't want to kill you, at least I didn't want to. Give you a chance and kneel down for me!"

The kitchen knife in the hand of the cook Ding was so fierce that he let go of the evil ghost's neck. As long as the evil ghost had a trace of his intention, he would definitely raise the knife and fall.

The evil ghost was let go of the pot Ding, and it was scattered into a mass of ghost energy, falling to the ground, gathering into a scattered place, and it seemed like he was kneeling down at the pot Ding.

"You have been enlightened, too. Many people died in that fire back then, and it has been enough for you to achieve something in more than 20 years. I think it has a great impact on you. It actually made you compromise with Lin Qihao and choose to help him. Forget it, the fire has something to do with me. Since you are the evil consequences of the resentment of those who were burned to death, there are some reasons for me. It seems a bit unreasonable to cook you here."

The Ku Ding's expression was a little hesitant. After thinking for a moment, he waved the murderous blade in his hand and turned into a piece of blood and spilled it all over the ground. The blood splashed out sparks on the ground, burning without any trace.

After doing all this, Ku Ding showed a lot of fatigue. He took several steps back and sat down along the tempered glass wall.

"While I'm still hesitating, you'd better leave quickly, but don't let me know what evil you did. I've left a mark on you, otherwise I'll come back to find you."

The evil ghost floated up and down, condensed into a pink skeleton from time to time. She seemed to be hesitating. After all, Ku Ding looked very weak now. Her wisdom told her that she might be able to kill this person and then devour him.

However, she did not step forward. In the moment just now, the fierce power of Ku Ding was imprinted by her in the memory that had not been retained. She finally condensed the image of a woman and kowtowed to Ku Ding three times in a row.

"You go, just leave, what do you kowtow to me three times, do you know what this means? It's true... Forget it, since that's the case, I'll tell you a way too. Since you have the memory of that woman and swallowed her soul, just board her body. If that day, you can understand what life and death are, come and find me."
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