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Chapter 32 The world has no name of me(2/2)

A sword comes out! Thunder rises!

He Shouweng had just stood firmly, and another sword came in front of him.

"this??"

He Shouweng was shocked and his mentality exploded. He could only crush a leaf with hatred in a hurry.

He changed his shape and changed his position again, but another shadow was killed by Chen Fusheng.

The situation of the battle suddenly changed!

He Shouweng became a prey and was chased, while Chen Fusheng became a hunter instead!

Sneak~~

Sneak~~

Sneak~~

One shadow after another, Chen Fusheng was chased by him and killed him under the sword.

There are fewer and fewer shadows in the temple.

The dark curtains that were shrouded were also torn out countless cracks.

Although it was late at night outside the temple, the faint luminous light finally came in.

Chen Fusheng felt at ease.

At this time, the advantage of the battle situation is in his hands!

Fubu~~

The ground-falling yellow talisman paper swept through the wind again, slamming into He Shouweng's true body.

Another bright white crescent moon blade flashed, and it burst into the air with an extremely sharp edge, directly taking He Shouweng's head.

Chen Fusheng's figure also became fragmented, as if he was escaping into the luminous light and was completely invisible.

He Shouweng lacked the ability to attack from all directions and the advantage of stealth. At this moment, the dark side was broken, and his ability to move and change shadows was also delayed.

One goes up and the other goes down!

"ah......"

He Shouweng let out a scream in embarrassment, and in a hurry, he tried his best to avoid the entanglement of the yellow talisman paper wind whirlpool, and he almost avoided the cutting of the crescent moon blade talisman light.

But he was powerless to fight back against Chen Fusheng.

instantly!

The sword was sharp and dazzling, and suddenly appeared in front of He Shouweng.

This was caught off guard!

He Shouweng felt a great terror in his heart! There was a violent warning sign like death!

But it's too late.

Puff~~

He Shouweng's left shoulder splattered blood and was slashed by a sword.

Then, countless thunder and electric wires exploded from the wound, quickly destroying his muscles, bones and veins without any stop.

"Little thief!! I will not be a human being if I don't take revenge!!"

He Shouweng burst into anger and roaring.

He slammed his injured arm.

Pang~~

The entire right arm exploded and turned into bloody dust in the sky.

He crashed into the bloody mist, twisted in an instant and disappeared.

Immediately, a bloody ray on the ground was like a worm, and it fled far away from the temple.

But in a blink of an eye, He Shouweng was gone without a trace.

All the dark curtains in the entire temple have also collapsed and disappeared.

The faint night light shines in, restoring the quiet tranquility of time.

Chen Fusheng shook his head slightly.

He put his sword back into the sheath, staring at the outside of the temple with a bright look.

After all, he is a practitioner of the three realm of the thief. If he escapes desperately, he will never be able to catch up.

But this battle was thrilling and really benefited a lot.

"call......"

Chen Fusheng slowly breathed a sigh of relief and calmed down.

Then he hurriedly held his fists, looked around the temple and said respectfully:

"Thank you for your advice from seniors. I will never forget you!"

After a while, the male ghost still didn't say anything.

Chen Fusheng looked at the empty hall in confusion, then clasped his fists again, wanting to continue thanking him.

Sudden.

He kept leaning against the wall, as if he was sleeping, completely like Zhu Yan, who was silent, moved his body slightly.

She slowly raised her head, her face full of confusion, but made a ghostly sound:

"Boy, you have such a good sword in your hand and the excellent understanding and skill of practicing swords. It's a pity that you practice Taoism."

Chen Fusheng was so surprised that he was beyond words.

He stared at Zhu Yan for a while, and couldn't help but hesitate:

"Senior, are you...you are on Miss Zhu Yan?"

Zhu Yan was still confused, but he spoke the voice of a male ghost:

"I will use this fox girl's body for a while. This temple is a bit strange. My lonely ghost looks so I can't show my body..."

Chen Fusheng suddenly realized it and immediately clasped his fists and said respectfully:

"Thank you for your advice!"

Zhu Yan stood up on the wall, trembling, and stood up unnaturally, moved his limbs and said:

"No need to thank you. Actually, I want to thank you too. If I hadn't recognized your sword, I wouldn't have remembered you and this fox girl. Then it was like a lonely ghost, floating around, not knowing who you are..."

Chen Fusheng couldn't help but ask in surprise:

"Senior knows the origin of my sword?"

Zhu Yan shook his head:

"I just think it looks familiar. I know it's a good sword, but I can't remember more. Alas, I always forget many things, and I don't even know who I am."

Chen Fusheng thought for a while and frowned:

"Since my senior has such superb swordsmanship, he must be a very famous military master! If you find a few military practitioners and ask them inquire, maybe..."

Zhu Yan squeezed out an unnatural smile on his face:

"I have tried what you said, but no practitioner knows the details of my identity..."
Chapter completed!
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