Feng Ruoxing shook off Luan Jingchu and stood with his sword: "I don't have to take this person away. I want to see Luan Jingfan."

"You can take me there, and I won't touch anyone or anything here. What do you think?"

"No!" the man said in a deep voice: "Sister, you don't see anyone. You have only two choices, one is to leave here immediately, the other is to die here."

Feng Ruoxing suddenly threw both swords to the ground at the same time. The double dragon-spine blades that were hovering vertically in the air were staggered and stuck on the ground in the blink of an eye.

There are two knife handles, one facing Feng Ruoxing diagonally, and the other facing one end of the corridor.

Feng Ruoxing said in a deep voice: "In that case, let's use Jianghu to solve it!"

Feng Ruoxing wields his double blades, it's a duel between killers.

Although the killers are a group of ghosts walking in the dark night, they have their own pride.

When fellow soldiers meet and compete, they only use the same weapon. Even if they die in battle, they will not use another hidden trick.

The killer is so proud!

"Shura—Feng Ruoxing!" Feng Ruoxing signed up first.

"Hidden sword!" A black shadow appeared at the end of the corridor: "No name and no number!"

The hidden sword pointed at Luan Jingchu: "You give the order!"

Luan Jingchu said tremblingly: "Alright... get ready!"

The sound of "get ready" caused endless murderous intent to float in the corridor.

The iron hook hanging in the air seemed to have sensed it, and the murderous intention floating like water vapor vibrated violently on both sides of the corridor like wind chimes.

For a short moment, the trembling sound of the iron rope was suppressed by the ghost's cry.

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Everyone is cheering for their own side!

At the same time, it is also interfering with the other party's hearing.

In a duel between top killers, even the slightest interference may turn into a fatal mistake.

Zang Jian suddenly pressed his hand down, and all the iron ropes in the air stopped vibrating.

When Feng Ruoxing raised his hand slightly, the ghost crying coming from the ward became more violent. They were helping Feng Ruoxing, and at the same time they were showing their power to Zangjian.

Luan Jingchu took the opportunity to shout: "Open..."

Before she could say the second word, Feng Ruoxing shouted sharply: "Shut up!"

As soon as Feng Ruoxing's voice fell, several hidden weapons made of ancient coins suddenly appeared in his hand.

Luan Jingchu didn't know what Feng Ruoxing was going to do?

Opposite Feng Ruoxing, Zang Jian had his hands behind his back.

Although Feng Ruoxing could not clearly see Zang Jian's face, he could feel his smile in the darkness.

The next moment, eight ancient coins in Feng Ruoxing's hand flew out at the same time, hitting the rooms on both sides of the corridor.

The ward suddenly burst into flames, and ghosts burst into tears.

Da Qian'er was originally a magic weapon used to fight ghosts, and with the blessing of Zhenqi from a Disha level master, it exploded in the room like a thunderbolt of fire.

Red flames and green phosphorus fire intertwined and spurted out from the door, and the corridor suddenly became quiet.

Feng Ruoxing said coldly: "My duel does not require anyone to participate in any form. If you are shameless, then don't even take your life!"

"You! Reissue the order!"

It was only then that Luan Jingchu saw Feng Ruoxing's cultivation.

Luan Jingchu, who had been so frightened that she was squatting on the ground and shivering, couldn't stand up when she got here, and didn't even dare to look at Feng Ruoxing and Zangjian.

Feng Ruoxing said coldly: "You can squat down and shout!"

Luan Jingchu held her head tightly and faced the wall, shaking and shouting: "Get ready!"

When the two murderous intentions erupted again, they were already more violent than before. The entire corridor seemed to be on fire. Everywhere was filled with murderous intent, and everything became a desperate situation.

The momentum of the two killers reached its peak in an instant.

Just as the battle was about to break out, a roar suddenly came from the corridor.

The walls of the hospital seemed unable to withstand the murderous intent of the two men, and exploded into countless pieces in an instant.

Just a second later, the fragments were reassembled into two simple interior walls made of adobe and wooden boards, and the lamps originally used for lighting were replaced with oil lamps.

For just one second, Feng Ruoxing seemed to be transported into another space.

"Illusion!" When Feng Ruoxing subconsciously said these two words, Zang Jian's expression suddenly changed drastically, and he disappeared from Feng Ruoxing's sight without even saying hello.

Feng Ruoxing pulled Luan Jingchu up from the ground: "What's going on?"

Luan Jingchu stammered in reply: "Someone... broke the formation and restored this place to its former self."

Luan Jing didn't explain clearly at first, but Feng Ruoxing understood what she meant.

Ningkang Temple has never been renovated.

In order to deceive others, someone set up a large illusion array in Ningkang Temple.

People who don't know the details will think that they are entering a hospital when they enter Ningkang Temple. In fact, no matter where they are, what they see is an illusion.

Once the illusion was broken, the so-called Ningkang Hospital returned to its original appearance.

This so-called inpatient room is clearly the place where the monks of Ningkang Temple used to rest. Just looking at the size of the dormitory, we know that Ningkang Temple must have been very prosperous and had many monks back then.

Later, the monk's dormitory became a cell where ghosts were imprisoned.

After Feng Ruoxing reacted, the first person he thought of was Ye Yang!
Chapter completed!