Yun Shang and Lao Liu's faces turned pale, but I deliberately turned my head away from them and continued to speed up my hand seals.

As the dry skin continued to spread on my arms, I suddenly heard someone shouting: "With my life span, I will replenish my life, I will have no regrets when encountering disaster, and I will end my life without resentment!"

After I felt someone put a hand on my body, the already dry arm regained its vitality, and the newly swollen flesh began to push towards my wrist inch by inch.

Feng Ruoxing roared: "Who will guard the door for me?"

Although the person's longevity can be converted at will, it also consumes a certain amount of money on the sorcerer himself.

Feng Ruoxing lent her life to me, but she herself lost the ability to resist the magic.

Jing Hengyun stepped out: "Yuehai Tower is my territory, I will guard it."

Jing Hengyun did not use any secret technique or use his weapon. He just stood at the door with his hands behind his back: "Yuehai Tower is my territory. Anyone who dares to act recklessly on my territory is my enemy, Jing Hengyun."

"You can escape ghosts and gods, but you can't escape the pursuit of me, Yue Hailou."

A moment ago, the martial arts heroes who were still about to move seemed to have been poured cold water on their heads. They all stopped one by one and stood there looking at each other. No one knew what to do.

Zhang Fang moved slightly: "Woman, why didn't I see that you have such ability a few days ago?"

Jing Hengyun's eyes were cold: "If I hadn't been careless, would it be your turn to speak here?"

Zhang Fang said with a cold expression: "Go in and capture that woman alive, otherwise, you will die now."

People are always more afraid of the fear in front of them. As for whether they will be dead and in a different place after surviving the current disaster, it is no longer something they continue to consider.

"Kill!" Someone took the lead and rushed to the door. Jing Hengyun stretched out his hand to Feng Ruoxing: "Sister, borrow the sword and use it."

The next moment, a sword light flashed out of Jing Hengyun's hand.

Jing Henyun's sword is different from Ye Yang's.

Ye Yang's sword is like a thunderbolt, and it can tear the sky apart with one strike across the sky.

Jing Hengyun's sword, however, was like a beautiful woman looking back, with her eyes fluttering in her eyes, extremely gentle and stunning. After it flashed past people's eyes, what was left behind was the blood mark where the sword's edge had cut off the vitality.

After the sword light, which was like autumn water, flowed past the eyes of several people, all four heads fell to the ground, but the headless corpses were still standing in the corridor, spouting blood.

Jing Hengyun raised the soft sword at an angle, letting blood droplets roll down from the blade, and looked coldly at Zhang Fang behind the crowd.

Beauty is like jade, eyes like daggers.

Zhang Fang sneered and said, "That's just what a person with a sword is. The one who really dominates the art is Mr. Bai, Lao Shang, am I right?"

"Yes... you are absolutely right." Shang Xingyan's voice came from somewhere.

Zhang Fang paused and said, "Since what I said is right, why don't you take action?"

Shang Xingyan hesitated: "This...this..."

Zhang Fang's voice deepened: "Is that woman not guilty? Or is your secret technique of heavenly punishment ineffective on her?"

Before Shang Xingyan could speak, Zhang Fang said again: "After killing them, you and I each get what we need. In the future, you can be the master of magic in the provincial capital. The promotion of ghost officials must require some merit!"

"Don't worry, as long as I'm blocking Li Po, he can't do anything to you!"

Zhang Fang's appetite is too big. He not only wants the art, but also wants to control Shang Xingyan.

Zhang Fang is now in an invincible position. As long as he forces the martial arts heroes to attack the secret room, even if we can block him, we will pay a heavy price.

If he wants to do magic, he can't kill all the masters here.

If he wanted Shang Xingyan, he would have to force him to violate the iron laws of the underworld in order to take advantage of him.

After Shang Xingyan was silent for a moment, he suddenly roared: "Jing Hengyun, a mortal warlock, killed human lives without authorization. I will punish the sin on behalf of the underworld and punish him——"

With the other party's voice, the dark wind danced wildly in the secret room. As the blade-like Yin Qi danced wildly in the secret room, the wind howled and slashed down on Jing Hengyun's neck.

Jing Hengyun's sword light was like flowing water, creating a layer of white light around his body, colliding with the dark wind. The sound of Jin Ge's roaring continued, and the door to the secret room was completely sealed by the dark wind and sword light.

Feng Ruoxing, who kept sending me life essence, had beads of sweat on his forehead: "Are you still not feeling well?"

"Don't give me longevity!" I gritted my teeth and said, "The ghost has regretted it."

When using spells, the most terrifying thing is not the backlash of the spell, but the repentance of ghosts and gods.

The magician himself does not have the ability to curse his opponent. He must cast spells through ghosts and gods, and the ghosts and gods will also ask for a certain amount of reward from the magician.

However, ghosts and gods may not always be trustworthy. Once they find that the cursed object exceeds their expectations, they will temporarily increase the reward.

If the warlock can't get it out, the ghosts and gods will take it by force.

Warlocks often cannot afford such a price, so spellcasters must be fully prepared before casting a curse.

Before I cast the curse this time, I misjudged Shang Xingyan’s identity, and I didn’t expect that Zhang Fang would bring Shang Xingyan into the space behind the mirror.
Chapter completed!