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Chapter 115 Specialty [Phantom Lost Track](2/3)

The sweeping sword edge was in vain, and before he could change his move, the monster's sickle-like claws had already slashed hard on him.

Boom~

Like a baseball that was hit in the air, Zhao Yinshun turned into a straight beam and poured it into the wall, creating a human-shaped dent.

Wow~

Pulling out his hands and feet from the wall, Zhao Yinshun's blood surged in his chest, but he was not actually harmed. He lowered his head and scanned the slowly dissipating marks on the [Snow Dragon Suit], with a hint of violence in his eyes.

As if feeling some kind of fatal threat, the deformed monster did not pursue the victory, but retreated into the courtyard, looking at the boy in surprise.

"It's so exciting! It's my turn!"

The divine light in his eyes grew stronger and stronger, Zhao Yinshun activated the divine resonance, raised a ferocious smile on his lips, and suddenly seemed to have burst some invisible bubble, and his whole body felt light.

On the attribute panel, the suppression from the kingdom of God on the ground disappeared instantly, and the boy who returned to his prime turned into a stream of light and instantly appeared in front of the deformed monster.

"die!"

The sharp sword light explodes in the air, like endless blades, shrouding the enemy like a meat grinder, spinning and shrinking rapidly, trying to grind it into pieces.

"Roar!"

There was a harsh scream from the dry and shattered vocal cords. The deformed monster endured the punishment of Ling Chi and forcibly waved its more than two-meter-long limbs to break through the strangulation of the sword light and soared into the air, trying to escape into the distance.

"return!"

But as soon as the overly long withered limb leaped into the air, it was grabbed by a white and tender hand, and its five drill-like fingers penetrated deeply into the flesh.

[Breaking Steel Claw]——Destroying steel and armor!

Zhao Yinshun laughed ferociously, his arm muscles bulging high, and he used all his strength to swing the deformed monster to the ground.

Bang~

Amidst the permeating sound of slapping, the fine bluestone pavement was smashed into a shallow radioactive crater.

Before the deformed monster could resist, Zhao Yinshun bucked his horse and slumped down, his muscles swelling like a whip, and he picked up the withered limb in his hand and smashed it to the other side like a pie.

Bang~

Bang~

Bang~

Bang~

Beating him back and forth repeatedly, the bluestone floors on both sides were turned into powder by him and sank dozens of centimeters. Only after venting his anger, Zhao Yinshun let go of his left hand and slowly raised the [White Emperor Sword] in his right hand.

.

Looking at the miserable appearance of the deformed monster, he vaguely felt as if he had let go of something deep in his heart, and a faint joy surged in his chest.

Inner demon?

No, it should be some kind of obsession...

I was so frightened by it that I hid in the martial arts academy like a bereaved dog. It turned out that deep down in my heart, I had always been worried...

I am indeed a vengeful guy...

A flash of realization dawned in his heart, and just as Zhao Yinshun was about to slash down with his sword, the dying monster suddenly burst into flames, opened its mouth and spurted out disgusting dark green pus.

His expression suddenly changed, and Zhao Yinshun pulled away without hesitation, preferring to be cut into pieces by a thousand cuts rather than have this disgusting thing get on his skin.

Chichichi~

After the pus fell to the ground, it corroded the slate soil until it made a chirping sound. Light green poisonous mist rose into the sky, and an indescribable stench filled the air!

The deformed monster with scars all over its body took this opportunity to get up on its hands and feet and fled into the distance.

Zhao Yinshun held his breath and chased around the poisonous fog.

But the monster's slender and dry hands and feet are as flexible as a spider. It can easily borrow strength from ceilings, walls, pillars... any building structure, and its movements are weird and fast!

After a few moves and disguises, Zhao Yinshun suddenly discovered that he actually looked a bit bulky and slow compared to the monster!

It was obvious that the speed in a straight line was slightly better, but when turning, it would always be pulled away, making it difficult for him to kill it with his sword.

With a roll of his eyes, Zhao Yinshun suddenly stopped, ignoring the enemies who were fleeing for their lives, and turned around and galloped towards the depths of the house.

"Roar!"

The running deformed monster suddenly turned around and roared at him provocatively. Finding that the young man was not moved at all, it immediately turned around and chased him again.

really……

The roles were reversed. Looking at the anxious monster behind his butt, Zhao Yinshun sneered and accelerated like crazy.

It wants to hold me back!

The ceremony may have reached a critical step!

After rushing to the deepest part of the house, a strong wind suddenly hit him from behind. Zhao Yinshun turned around and swung his sword, accurately cutting into the sword mark that had penetrated deep into the bone marrow, directly cutting off the ferocious withered claws.

"Ouch~"

Amidst the ear-piercing wails, the young man gained the upper hand and was unyielding. He closed his body with the sword, like a cannonball crashing into the arms of a monster. The sharp tip of the [White Emperor] sword carried huge power through the flesh and blood, piercing the spine, instantly

Twisting a ferocious head into the air.

boom!

With one palm, the headless corpse was blown away. Zhao Yinshun raised his head and locked the head rolling in the air. He swung his sword mercilessly and chopped it into pieces that filled the sky.

As the rabbit rose and the falcon fell, the enemy was beheaded. The young man rushed straight to the main room not far away without any hesitation.

He could "see" that some kind of evil force was ready to emerge.

However, the moment he stepped onto the steps, a pure black light penetrated his chest, and the several feet thick protective aura of the [Snow Dragon Suit] was instantly penetrated, leaving a scorched black mark on his chest.

Even though the [Snow Dragon Suit] offset most of the destructive power, the remaining energy still broke through the defense of the [hardened skin], tore the muscles, and penetrated deep into the internal organs.

boom!

The huge force penetrated Zhao Yinshun into the bluestone pavement, pushing his body to "plow" a shallow trench several meters long.

A trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth. Zhao Yinshun stood up with difficulty using [White Emperor] to support him. His internal organs felt as if they had been run over by a large truck, and waves of severe pain eroded the nerves.

Not far away from the main hall door, a human silhouette slowly emerged from the steaming and writhing black mist. A thin and gloomy old white man crossed the threshold with graceful steps and frowned at the twitching headless corpse in the distance.

Immediately, he turned his gaze back and glanced at Zhao Yinshun with a cold gaze, and a hint of surprise suddenly appeared on his face.

"Since you destroyed my ghoul, then serve me instead. I will make you into a beautiful work of art..."

Listening to his words, Zhao Yinshun slowly put his hand into the lapel of his clothes, holding a mysterious talisman between his fingers, hesitating.

"Roar~"

Just as he was about to take a step forward, Jack Jory suddenly heard a deep roar behind him. He paused and his eyes wandered back and forth between Zhao Yinshun and behind him.

"You want to tear him to pieces with your own hands?"

Frowning in embarrassment, Jack Jory hesitated for a long time, and finally looked at Zhao Yinshun with regret and sighed.

"Alas...it's a pity that you don't have the blessing to serve me anymore."

As he spoke, a tall and burly silhouette stepped out from behind him. As if triggering some kind of signal, the entire world's resentful soul essence and blood began to collapse and condense toward that silhouette.

On the other side, Zhao Yinshun's pupils slowly narrowed, and he stared at the increasingly clear figure, understanding that the ceremony was finally completed...

"As expected, it's you...Senior Brother Jiang."

His height soared to nearly 3 meters, his whole body was covered in muscles, and his two ferocious arms hung by his side like a gibbon.

The gorgeous dark golden armguards that covered his shoulders wrapped his hands, and the purple-black mist steamed endlessly on the armguards, making his figure even more burly and majestic.

A ferocious smile appeared on the face covered with blood and minced meat, and there was no trace of humanity in the crazy blood-red eyeballs.

Looking at this familiar face, Zhao Yinshun could not match him with the previous person.

Although Jiang Ailun deserves a beating, he is not so inhumane!

Under [Higher Dimensional Vision], that person is simply a collection of pure evil thoughts. Just looking at him will make endless violent madness rise in his heart.

This is definitely a legendary level of mental pollution!

Jumping 4 levels in a row, Senior Brother Jiang...how did you do it?

Suddenly, a flash of enlightenment flashed through Zhao Yinshun's mind.

Perhaps Jiang Ailun is dead, and what is standing in front of him now is just an evil thing that has taken over his flesh and soul.

A legendary evil thing!

"Hey, hey, hey~ Junior Brother Zhao, we finally meet again, I miss you so much..."

The hoarse and sharp voice didn't sound like a human being at all. Jiang Ailun opened his arms and slowly raised the corners of his mouth, splitting all the way to the base of his ears, revealing his white fangs covered in flesh and blood.

boom!

The next second, a wave of air exploded out of thin air in the courtyard, and the dark golden armguard and [White Emperor] fought fiercely together, causing dazzling sparks from the friction.

For the first time, he encountered a weapon that could compete head-on with [White Emperor]. Before Zhao Yinshun could be surprised, an irresistible terrifying force came from the sword's edge and knocked him away.
To be continued...
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