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Qin Hai never thought that the peach wood sword would become so bright.

Although the peach wood sword had emitted a white light when it was in Old Man Zhao's hands, the peach wood sword was like a five watered little light bulb. Now, it had turned into a one hundred watt big light bulb in his hands, completely not on the same level.

Of course, these white lights were not made out of nothing. From the moment Qin Hai woke up, he discovered that his body's true essence was steadily flowing into the peach wood sword.

It was clear that it was the true essence within his body that had activated the peach wood sword, causing it to release a white glow once more.

This discovery made Qin Hai overjoyed. He immediately stood up with the peach wood sword and helped Old Man Zhao up at the same time. Old Man Zhao's skin, which had been dyed black by the black smoke, had already returned to its normal color, so Qin Hai no longer channeled his true essence into his body.

"Master Zhao, how should we break the formation?" Qin Hai asked.

Old man Zhao seemed to have woken up from a dream and hurriedly taught Qin Hai an incantation. Qin Hai used the peach wood sword according to the law. Suddenly, the sword left his hand and sped forward. Soon, it circled around the parking lot.

Wherever the peach wood sword went, the black smoke completely melted into snow, and in the blink of an eye, the entire parking lot returned to normal. The peach wood sword didn't slow down at all, it suddenly plunged into the ground and disappeared without a trace.

The peach wood sword continued to fly in front of Qin Hai and stopped right in front of him.

At this moment, Old Man Zhao quickly walked toward the person who had just appeared. Qin Hai quickly followed. The man was about forty to fifty years old. He was wearing a black cloak, his face was ferocious, and his eyes were fierce. His chest seemed to be injured, and even though his hand had been pressed against the wound, blood still flowed out.

Sure enough, after walking up to the person, Old Man Zhao said in a low voice, "Liao Hu, what else do you have to say?"

"Tsk tsk …" Liao Hu laughed strangely and said, "Zhao Changtian, don't you feel embarrassed? You don't have the ability yourself, but you actually gave the Mao Mountain Sect's secret treasure to someone else to manage. And you, as the Patriarch of the Mao Mountain Sect, if word of this got out, you would be laughing your teeth off! If that old fogey knew that you are so disappointing, he would probably die from your anger again. "

Old man Zhao looked as usual, "You don't have to provoke me, my talent is not good enough and my strength is not good enough. After I return to heaven, I will go and beg for forgiveness from my Master and the ancestors of the Mao Mountain Sect. But you don't need to teach me what I'm going to do. You are a rebel from Mao Shan Sect, and are using Mao Shan Sect's mantras to kill people and kill the innocent. You are truly unforgivable.

Liao Hu's face changed drastically as he hurriedly said, "Wait, senior brother, don't you care about the feelings of being in the same sect as us? You watched me grow up, did you forget? "

Old man Zhao said in a deep voice, "Of course I haven't forgotten, but the state law has its own rules. No matter if it is the state law or the sect rules, it won't tolerate you today! Don't worry, I won't kill you now, but I will cripple you first, so that you won't be able to use the Maoshan Tao technique to kill innocent people again. As for the crimes you have committed, the law will punish you severely. "

Liao Hu panicked. He began to loudly beg for forgiveness, but Old Man Zhao remained unmoved. He quickly walked up to Liao Hu and smacked his dantian, which was beneath Liao Hu's lower abdomen, with his palm.

He suddenly jumped up, and after dodging Old Man Zhao's palm, he quickly kicked Old Man Zhao over. He then pounced towards Old Man Zhao, opening his mouth wide and biting towards Old Man Zhao's neck.

Liao Hu's face suddenly paled, and two sharp fangs appeared from the corners of his mouth. He looked exceptionally ferocious and terrifying.

Old man Zhao turned pale with fright as he blocked Liao Hu with his full strength, "Bastard, you actually refined yourself into a corpse puppet!"

Seeing that Old Man Zhao was about to lose his hold on Liao Hu's attack, Qin Hai quickly rushed over and kicked Liao Hu off Old Man Zhao's body.

"Hurry, he refined himself into a corpse puppet, you won't be able to kill him!" Elder Zhao hastily pushed Qin Hai away and rushed towards Liao Hu. However, Liao Hu's chest was hit by him very quickly and he was sent flying back with a mouthful of blood spewing from his mouth.

Qin Hai caught Old Man Zhao in time and looked at Liao Hu carefully. This fellow had a green and fierce face and looked like a monster. No wonder Old Man Zhao said that he had refined him into a corpse puppet.

Liao Hu stared fixedly at Qin Hai, especially at the peach wood sword in his hand. His mouth continued to emit a strange wuwu sound.

Liao Hu immediately retreated two steps.

Qin Hai's lips curved into a smile. The peach wood sword in his hand suddenly shone with a dazzling white light. Upon seeing this, Liao Hu immediately turned around to flee, his speed reaching his limit.

However, before he could get far, the peach wood sword in Qin Hai's hand suddenly flew through Liao Hu's body before turning around and flying back into Qin Hai's hand.

Liao Hu crashed heavily onto the ground, sending a cloud of dust flying into the air.

After a while, his body began to shrink at a speed that could be seen with the naked eye. He became skinnier and skinnier, and his face was covered with countless wrinkles. Compared to before, he was at least twenty years older.

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