When everyone saw something happened in the small courtyard near the lake, they ran straight to the courtyard.

I saw a claw on Li Baniang's shoulder, dripping with blood, dyeing her red makeup even redder.

Ghost King Li Zhishan looked defeated. One hand was supported on the pillar, and the other hand had a steel claw, and blood was sliding down the tip of the claw.

The fierce burst of true energy just now was so overwhelming that the Ghost King temporarily changed its direction and split the entire courtyard in half. If it had caught Li Baniang, she would have been shattered to pieces. Li Baniang was okay, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

The strength of the Ghost King is too terrifying!

"why why why?"

The Ghost King asked three questions in a row. He never imagined that Li Baniang, who was usually gentle and considerate, would betray him and poison himself at the most critical moment.

Li Baniang regained her cold expression.

"My name is Li Baniang, and I belong to the Third Division of the Dengwen Department."

When he saw Fan Xiaodao and others following him, Li Zhishan understood immediately.

The ghost king who was once a heroic man had been cautious all his life, but he didn't expect that he would stumble into such a big mess when he got old. Everything about you and me, flowers before and under the moon, the taste of love, bullshit, it's all bullshit, it's all life-threatening.

The spells are all designed for oneself.

"Back then, I saved you..."

Li Baniang said: "It's fake, everything was arranged in advance."

"In the past few months, what have you said, done, and even knitted a love sweater for me?"

"It's also a fake. I bought the sweater from the market. Half a year ago, when you showed up in Jiangnan, you were already under the radar of our Dengwen Department. Master Zhuge arranged everything for you!"

Li Zhishan burst out laughing, "That old man Zhuge Xianyu!"

He coughed violently, the veins on his face were exposed, and his face was ferocious.

The toxins in his body began to take effect, and Li Zhishan's lips began to turn purple.

The Ghost King has always been a decisive character. When he was poisoned by the poison of the red clam, he cut off his finger without thinking. But today, when he was poisoned, he lost his previous determination. Probably because of Li Baniang, he was a little unwilling. "You

What kind of poison was given to me?"

Li Baniang said: "Tianmoluo."

Paradise grass, Tianmoluo, and red-blooded clam are known as the three most powerful poison kings in the world, and Tianmoluo is the second among the poison kings. The blood seals the throat. Ordinary people can be poisoned in several ways.

As he took a breath, he lost consciousness, and his blood solidified and turned into white wax.

After Li Zhishan was poisoned, he was able to destroy the small courtyard with one claw and persisted for so long.

It's not because of his deep internal strength, but not long ago that he was poisoned by the red-blooded red clam, and the red clam is the most poisonous thing after Tianmoluo. The toxins involved in his body delayed the Tianmoluo poison.

He asked slowly, "There is no cure for the poison of Tianmora. You also drank that bowl of soup. How come you are fine?"

Li Baniang said: "There is no poison in the soup."

"Then how did you poison me?"

Li Baniang pointed to the Tibetan incense burning in the room and said: "In the past few months, you have been using this incense to help you sleep. One of the ingredients of this incense is the tempora flower used to make tempora.

, after a few months, these toxins have already been hidden in your body, but you don't know it, and the few ordinary Chinese medicines contained in this bowl of chicken soup happen to be the medicine."

After hearing these words, Li Zhishan said: "Okay, very good..."

He does not mean that.

Li Baniang can make tempura.

When Fan Xiaodao checked the files, he found out that the formula for Tianmoluo had long been lost, but Li Baniang could not only make it, but also make it happen in the ghost king's body without anyone noticing. So, it was almost certain that there was another hidden reason behind Sun Mengwu's death.

, but why did Li Zhili bear the crime?

Li Zhishan raised his right hand with a severed finger. Everyone felt like they were facing a formidable enemy.

After all, he was a tycoon who dominated the world back then. Although he was poisoned by Tianmoluo, if he really wanted to fight desperately before his death, no one would dare to be careless.

Dugu Jian and Zhong Yida stood in front of Li Baniang.

Each sword exuded an intimidating momentum.

A black aura lingered on his three remaining fingers, like the darkness that swallowed people, making people shudder.

Dugu Jian said: "Soul-catching claw?"

Zhong Yidao was a little excited, "Yes, it's the soul-catching claw."

The soul-catching claw is the famous stunt of the Ghost King, and it was also a martial art that frightened people in the world. His practice method is extremely special. It is somewhat similar to the Kuyin Sword practiced by Yu Dadi, the master of Dian Cang, in that it must be used under extremely heavy Yin Qi.

Practice on earth.

However, Yu Dadi chose mass graves, while Li Zhishan chose the Valley of the Dead.

Yu Dadi cultivated his sword intention by absorbing the Yin Qi of the dead.

Li Zhishan killed people with his own hands and used the spirit of the dead to temper his ghost claws.

If you are caught by the Soul-Destroying Claws and the evil thoughts enter your body, you will go crazy even if you don't die.

No one dared to be careless at all.

The ghost king stretched out three ghost claws and waved them casually without taking action, but cut off three fingers on his left hand.

Three fingers had their claws broken and fell to the ground.

There was no blood flowing out, only black clots of coagulated blood.

His face went from pale to pale, and gradually took on a sickly color.

Fan Xiaodao realized that the Ghost King had used his cultivation to forcibly seal the Tianmoluo poison, forcing most of the poison to the fingers of his left hand, and then cut off the fingers to get a chance to breathe. But at this moment, he

, almost exhausted all the internal strength, and was at the end of its strength.

He pressed the sword spring.

There was a dragon's roar, and the Jinghong Sword was unsheathed.

The three of them formed a "pin" formation to protect Li Baniang and confront the ghost king Li Zhishan.

Zhong Yidao was going to say something cruel, such as Li Zhishan, your death date has come, and today will be your death anniversary next year, but the Ghost King glanced at him, and he trembled all over, and those small eyes were like late at night.

A will-o'-the-wisp in the cemetery made him swallow the words that were already on his lips.

Dugu Jian took a step forward proudly, pointed the tip of the sword directly at Li Zhishan, and said: "This guy's magic skills are a bit evil! Brother Zhong will sweep the formation for me, let me learn from you!"

Dugu Jian was born in Jiuhua Mountain. He is a well-known and upright man, and he is also a martial arts fanatic. When he first came out of the martial arts world, he looked for people to compete with others. After joining the Dengwen Division, he became more restrained. Now he sees the legendary ghost king, who fights bravely and ruthlessly.

His heart was alive again. If it was normal, he would definitely not dare to fight, but now the Ghost King was poisoned and his combat power was severely reduced, so he was 70% to 80% sure that he could kill the Ghost King with his sword.

"The name of this sword is Cloak, and it ranks ninth in Xiaosheng Jianghu's weapon list. Li Zhishan, your death by this sword is not unjust!"

A sword struck out.

The air around the sword suddenly solidified, and then bursts of sharp whistling sounds were heard, like a strong wind.

It is the unique skill of Mount Jiuhua, Cloak Cut.

Cloak sword, the sword is like a cloak.

Dugu Jian's body was like a falling leaf, leaping into the air and stabbing Li Zhishan head-on.

When he was three feet away from him, Li Zhishan suddenly lost his figure. Then his eyes went dark, and his surroundings suddenly darkened. He fell into darkness. Then, there was a sharp infuriating energy with a whistling sound.

The sound was like weeping and complaining, and it seemed like there were countless resentful spirits surrounding him.

Dugu Jian was shocked and backed away.

But that ray of true energy followed him like a shadow, and Dugu Sword changed his thrust to block, and faced it.

Dugu Jian felt countless Yin spirits burrowing into his body's meridians, giving him a sense of fear. Then he heard a click and flew backwards.

Bang! Dugu Sword hit the south wall, smashing it into pieces.

The cloak sword is broken into two pieces.

The hilt and half of the sword are still in his hand.

But the tip of the sword fell into Li Zhishan's hand at this moment.

Li Zhishan said in a dark voice: "Cloak Sword? The ninth in the world? Haha!"

With just one move, Dugu Sword was broken by Li Zhishan.

The victory has been decided.

If it were a martial arts contest, Dugu Jian would give up his sword generously and admit defeat, but this was not a martial arts contest, but a killing. He casually grabbed a sword and was about to go up and fight for his life, but was stopped by Zhong Yidao, "Brother Jian, don't be brave, let me do it."

Try it!"

Dugu Jian said: "You may not be his opponent."

Zhong Yidao said: "I didn't take action, how did you know I wasn't your opponent?"

He turned back to the people in Denwen Division and said: "Brothers, come together and kill this guy who is neither a man nor a ghost!"

Everyone drew their weapons and surrounded the Ghost King.
To be continued...