Artifact

The strange thing is, no matter how you look at it, Night Thirteen is indeed an ordinary mortal, why can he use such a powerful trick?

Yashen thought about it carefully, but he couldn't find any flaws, maybe Ye Thirteen's sword killing was too fast, even the Lingying Palace Protector, who was famous for his sword cultivation, couldn't crack it.

Yashen was puzzled, and he didn't want to give up the divine pupil in his hand - even if Yi Qing was a mortal, but her eyeballs were genuine treasures, and it would not be a loss to get this treasure!

I saw the long sleeve of Yashen's right hand shake, and a four-foot Qingfeng appeared in his hand

"Your name is Night Thirteen?!Don't say that the deity didn't remind you, this sword must see blood as soon as it comes out!".

"Boom!".

As soon as the words came out, a loud "bang" was heard, and the night thirteen legs did not move, but Yashen was shocked back three steps by a strong blow!

The

limit attack distance of the sword killing phase is about fifteen meters, and the Yashen is just within the attack range, although the killing sword phase has no entity, and it is not visible to the naked eye, but the slash of the night thirteen can be blocked by the yashen, it is conceivable that the Yashen is a sword cultivator, and the strength is also quite good!

It's just that Yashen was attacked by the night thirteen for the second time, and he was shocked in his heart: "A mere mortal, you actually have such a thaumaturgy?! If I don't kill you today, it will be a big disaster in the future!"

Suddenly, I saw a dazzling white prismatic light flashing above the four-foot green edge of the god, and then one, two, three, in an instant, it was like a raging storm, pouring down towards the night thirteen!

A series of terrifying air hiss were like waves and a tsunami, the roar and atmospheric fluctuations were violent and long-lasting, the terrible shock shook the ground and shook the mountains, and the white light in the secluded courtyard was like a meteor falling to the ground.

Yashen shot out several shots in one go, and stood up with a sword and shouted: "Break!".

In an instant, the dust exploded, and then looked at the opposite side, Night Thirteen was repelled dozens of feet away, but it was still standing, and everything around him had turned into scorched earth!

Yi Qing was so worried that he almost fainted, but when he saw that Night Thirteen was still alive, his spirit was greatly lifted: "Night Thirteen!

Night Thirteen didn't say anything, he spit out a mouthful of bloody phlegm, patted his clothes, and took a few steps forward: "That's what you can do?"

Yashen gasped, subconsciously took a step back, and said in his heart, this guy ...... Definitely not a mortal! My Yashen is the protector of the Lingying Palace, and the sword cultivation in the middle realm of the Jiedan, not to mention a mortal, even thousands of mortals can be strangled with just one thought!

From ancient times to the present, there has never been a mortal who can disobey a monk, let alone survive from the sword cultivators of the Yudan Realm—but now, this guy on the other side is not only alive, but even sneers at "That's all he can do"!

Night Thirteen...... What the hell is he coming from?!

Yashen looked at Yi Qing, who couldn't move, and faintly felt in his heart that this divine pupil had no chance with him, maybe ...... Maybe you can use that trick?!

This is the life-saving technique that the master taught him, if he doesn't succeed in this technique, he can only flee in the wilderness, and as a monk of Jiedan, he was defeated by mortals, which is really a great shame!

No! What if the other party has a more powerful trick, what if he is killed back? Ye Thirteen This guy seems to be a mortal, but in fact he is deeply hidden, is he a higher-level monk? Could it be that he is in the Jindan realm and deliberately conceals his aura ?......

This is troublesome, and I don't know if the evil demon enters the body is useful to the Jindan Immortals, if it is impossible to steal chickens and lose rice, it will be even worse!

The more Yashen thinks about it, the more afraid he becomes, now it's not a war, it's not an escape, so he has to take up his true qi and take one step at a time.

At this time, Ye Thirteen had already walked within five zhang, and Yashen entered the attack range of the sword killing phase again, and the strange hand slowly stretched high behind Ye Thirteen until it reached the limit.

The palm of the strange hand opened and clenched into a fist firmly, repeating it several times, as if stretching its muscles and bones, and then assumed the posture of a sword trick.

This blow, even if it can't kill Yashen, it can at least kill him!

Night Thirteen concentrated his breath, and was just about to make a move, when he suddenly heard a childish voice:

"You bad person, don't hurt my master!"

I saw a ghost child stop in front of him, he looked to be at most four or five years old, his black and purple body and arms, the part above the eye socket had been slashed off in unison, revealing the internal ravines and vertical and horizontal skull sections.

Then, another seven or eight-year-old girl doll emerged from the ground, and she also opened her hands and stopped between the two, and said timidly

"Uncle, don't kill my master!".

Several small heads popped up all around:

"Scoundrel, don't hit my master!".

"You dare to bully my master, I want you to look good!".

"He's a bad guy! everybody beat him!".

"Yes, he's a bad guy, don't be afraid of him, let's get on it!".

From the battlements, in the ruins, in the trees, and from all over the courtyard, many ghost children emerged, some of them stopped between the two, some cursed in unison, and some were eager to try, but they were pulled by their companions.

This time, Night Thirteen didn't go through the sword killing, but he could clearly see these translucent imps, and he was scolded by the ghosts, and he was inexplicable for a while.

Yi Qing on the side couldn't bear it, and shouted, and the green eyes exploded: "Shut up!".

A green light swept by, and the ghost children all shivered.

Yi Qing said: "What master?!Do you know that Yashen is a heinous and wicked person!"

"Without his rhetoric, we wouldn't have been deceived here!".

"Without his scheming, I wouldn't have been poisoned and ended up with him taking out his eyeballs!".

"Without him indulging in this world, there would be no wicked people everywhere in Nanjiang City, evil people on the sun, and ghosts under the moon - the apocalyptic chaos of all the evils in this world!"

"You don't understand when you're alive, don't you understand when you're dead? He's deceiving you in everything! No one knows what he's trying to do with you except Yashen himself!"

The little ghosts who Yi Qing said were silent, and there was silence, but soon, I don't know from which corner a small voice came out:

"We know that Master is lying to us ......".

"We all know ......

".

But he never made us suffer...... We don't die painfully at all......

".

Another small voice continued:

"Yes, if we live, we don't know what sin we will suffer!"

There's an older girl doll inserted on the side:

"My sister died of starvation, but I died of hunger when I was full of food here Master!"

As soon as she said this, more little heads made noises:

"Yes, my brother and I only had mud, but I played with the ball at Master's house for ten days!"

"My six brothers and sisters were all sold to butchers, and they were bloodied alive! I died on Master's soft bed, and when I died, I was dreaming, dreaming that I was flying, and it didn't hurt at all!"

"My sister was sold to Qingyao, and she was tortured to death in just a few days, and her death was miserable! When I died, Master was still holding me and singing nursery rhymes to me!"

"Yes, yes, Master, he lies, but Master is a good person, don't kill him!"

"Yes, yes, don't kill Master!".

Yi Qing and Ye Thirteen heard this, and they were speechless for a while.

Compared with all the evil deeds that happened in Nanjiang City, in the courtyard of the Yashen in the palace city, so little bit of the most basic mercy was regarded as Dai Tian's kindness!

All

these imps got before they were alive was a bowl of rice, a toy, a hug and a painless death, which caused them to be ghosts and still remember them, how can this scene not make people feel sad!

The more the little ghosts talked, the more excited they became, and a few of them rushed out, circling around the night thirteen, waving their teeth and claws, and shouting in their mouths:

"Don't be afraid, everyone!

"Yes, yes, let's go together, beat him away, don't kill my master!"

As he spoke, the little ghost boy closest to Night Thirteen jumped on his head and bit him hard.

The little ghost just wanted to relieve his qi, and it was supposed to penetrate directly, but somehow, under this mouthful, Night Thirteen actually seemed to produce suction, and sucked the little ghost into his body with a slick!

When Yashen saw it, he was immediately ecstatic and shouted:

"Boys, give it to me!".