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Chapter 235: Thousands of Ghost Kings Go(2/2)

"With their bodies and such strong qi and blood, will they make rapid progress if they practice demon skills?"

Thousands of people suddenly said curiously.

"It is definitely true! We practitioners, whether Tao, demon, or Buddha, pay attention to the foundation. The so-called foundation is just the strength of the innate blood. With their physique, practicing demon skills will definitely grow rapidly. With time, it will not be difficult to become core disciples!"

Qinglong nodded.

"Are you from the Ghost King Sect?"

The cold soldier was polite and became angry, but he knew that the two people in front of him were great enemies, so he suppressed his unhappiness and said coldly.

"Little guy, how about you worship me as your teacher?"

Thousands of people suddenly said.

"Ask you as your teacher?"

The cold soldier couldn't help but be stunned.

"Working me as your teacher will make you walk on the sky and become an alien. Although you cannot live forever, you can be free in the world for five or six hundred years. How about it?"

Ten thousand people turned their hands back, and their momentum soared out into the air, oppressing them, causing the Han soldiers to immediately breathe rapidly and their faces flushed.

"I already have a master!" Han Bing suppressed the chill in his heart and asked, "This Xing Bin, since he is a disciple of your sect, I want to know, how do you punish him?"

"What a pity!" The ghost king sighed. He really wanted to love talents. Seeing that the other party had a master, he gave up. His eyes narrowed and said, "How can my disciples in sect do things? I hurt Xing Bin, what should I do to you?"

Han Bing narrowed his eyes: "He slaughtered the village and destroyed the households, so don't care?"

"Justic ants!"

Ten thousand people said indifferently, "Give you a chance to tell me about your master's origin, and I'll let you go!"

Hahaha!

Han Bing laughed wildly, full of sarcasm, "It's worthy of being the Ghost King Sect, it turns out that they are all evil ghosts! I'll ask you, before becoming a strong man, are you an ordinary person?"

Ten thousand people changed their faces.

"presumptuous!"

Qinglong kept frowning, shouting loudly, and walked up, "Young master is rude, I will teach you a lesson for you!"

"Yeah?"

The cold soldier was arrogant and knew that things were hard to be good today. He immediately activated the Baidi Xuanjin Achievement, and the true energy flowed out, especially the Baidi Jin Qi flowed out from the orifice of the origin of the lung metal.

Buzz buzz…!

The Qinglong Yanyue Sword trembled, and a powerful force that was invincible and everything was destroyed was emitted. Without wind, it automatically cut the ground into pieces.

"What a powerful power!"

Qinglong's face changed slightly and he looked at the big knife.

"Today, I will eliminate the harm for the people!"

The cold soldier jumped up, slashed into the air with a knife, spewing a light, like a world-breaking world, and struck Mount Hua and fell down.

Qinglong flipped his palm and knocked the sword out, causing the Han soldiers to take two steps back.

“So strong!”

The cold soldiers were shocked.

"You are not bad, too!"

Qinglong frowned. What a person he was. With a palm, Han Bing only took two steps back. He flashed and came to Han Bing's side, slapped his palm on his shoulder.

Han Bing's mind had already risen to its peak. He felt the crisis and without thinking, he slashed at Qinglong's head with a knife. As for the opponent's attack, he ignored it.

Unfortunately, he didn't know that Qinglong was truly powerful.

He slapped him out with one palm.

"Telling your origin will make you leave, otherwise?"

Qinglong walked slowly over.

"So what?"

Han Bing struggled to stand up, wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, feeling that his shoulders were heavy, and he was afraid that the bones had already cracked, but he didn't care at all. He handed the Qinglong Yanyue Sword to his other hand and said coldly.

"Then don't blame me for being cruel!"

Qinglong is a person who has lived for hundreds of years. His heart is as hard as iron, and his eyes are shining with a cold light.

"I'll see if you are cruel?"

A faint voice suddenly rang out.

A stream of light came from the sky, and the figure fell down and was already standing in front of the cold soldier.
Chapter completed!
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