"This is……"

The little man's face darkened and he narrowed his eyes, but in the darkness, the woman turned her head and smiled evilly.

As the corners of his mouth raised, Chen Fan smoothed his hands, and in a moment, the woman disappeared.

"Dong--"

When he opened his eyes, he instantly emitted a dazzling white light. Chen Fan's mouth showed a smile and said sinisterly, "It seems that I've guessed it well. You, it's true."

“So what if you come?”

"I'm here, don't think about leaving."

"What?!"

"Dong--"

With a loud bang, a huge rune formation appeared around him. The little man was shocked and was about to escape, but he didn't expect that a huge arm behind him directly pressed his head. After a closer look, it turned out to be the huge figure behind Chen Fan!

This is a huge figure with a tall figure like a Vajra Protector. Judging from his appearance, he should be the sword spirit of the Ghost Sword Heavenly Evil!

"How is it possible! This is impossible!"

The little man struggled and exerted force hard, but he saw that the surroundings were not moving at all. He couldn't believe all this and was stunned in an instant. He used his divine power again. Even though the surroundings were swelling, he still did not move at all!

“Hululululululululu——”

The blazing flames spurted out from the sword spirit's mouth and nose, making the sword spirit look even more like a ghost!

"Stop struggling, no matter how hard you struggle, it's useless."

Chen Fan's eyes showed a little mockery, "Do you think the head of the ghost sword is just a fictional reputation? Every sword has its own soul. The power of the sword spirit is not inferior to the master. Your biggest mistake is to come here, and this is its world, that is, my world."

After saying that, Chen Fan waved his hand, and in an instant, the sword spirit disappeared.

In the huge space, only Chen Fan and him were left.

One vertical and one horizontal.

One person stands, one person falls down.

"Young Master Crazy Mayfly."

Jiang Xiaowang looked at him lightly, and suddenly raised his hand. With the sound of the chain stirring, the little man was stirred up by the iron locks that came from somewhere.

He stretched his hands open, in the shape of a "big" character, and he couldn't move in a flash.

Chen Fan looked at him lightly, and suddenly a corner of his mouth curled up, showing a wicked smile, "Can you talk?"

"Hmmmm..."

The little man drooped his head and suddenly laughed sinisterly, "The King of Northern Ghosts, there are indeed some tricks."

"You've been awarded."

"But you seem to have forgotten one thing."

"What?"

"Click--"

In an instant, a roar sounded, and an arm from the little man's mouth rushed out and stuck Chen Fan's neck. Chen Fan didn't even have time to react. He was pressed to the ground by the ghostly figure. In the moment of lightning, the black shadow spread out, and in an instant, it turned into a very evil little boy. He slammed and punched Chen Fan's head. In an instant, blood swelled up!

The little man smiled evilly, and when he looked at the big-headed doll, his body instantly withered and fell all over the ground!

puppet!

It turned out to be a puppet!

"Hahahahaha, the Northern Ghost King, but that's it!"

"Oh, is that?"

"hiss!!"

With a sneer, the little man turned around instantly. In the flash of lightning, a black sword instantly passed through the little man's throat!

"puff--"
Chapter completed!