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The arm was torn apart, and the man Dang Ji groaned in extreme pain.

Su Yuan's move was not simple.

While tearing the arm, it also means that the man's own spirit has been dismembered to a certain extent, and in this way, the spirit he maintains has caused a certain degree of imbalance.

And the breaking of the spiritual balance is fatal to any ghost master, even if it is of a different kind.

Slowly pulled out the dagger that had been pierced into him. After the dagger left the body, the incomplete palm on the handle was slowly released, and a severed arm fell down.

Admittedly, such psychic limitations are terrifying.

Su Yuan could clearly feel that at the moment when the dagger pierced himself, there was a terrible supernatural power that could not be used.

In this kind of situation, it would be terrible for the spirit to be restricted, but Su Yuan is not an ordinary person.

How could there be only one kind of supernatural power it possesses.

So being restricted by some kind of supernatural power, it didn't have much impact on Su Yuan.

It's just that it's a good thing for him to get a supernatural weapon for no reason at this moment.

Looking at the amputated arm on the ground, Su Yuan's eyes were a little playful.

There were obviously many strange bruises that could not be removed on the broken arm, which seemed to be the price of using this magical weapon, and this price, even a king-level ghost master, could not avoid it.

At this moment, Su Yuan's flattened head has slowly recovered, playing with the dagger, and looking at the man again: "If I'm not wrong, with this level of supernatural power and concealment, Your Excellency should be a member of the king's organization." The king, the one code-named 'Killer', is quite cruel, and he is willing to take such an elite team of ghost masters to die."

However, the man didn't deny Su Yuan's words, but only had a grim smile on his face.

"As long as I can kill you, everything is worth it!"

"Really? But it's a pity, it's not sure who will kill who now? You only have one king, so it's a bit contemptuous!"

In this regard, the killer code-named the king did not reply, but just smiled coldly.

Now he has tested out the opponent's composition, and he is indeed a terrible opponent.

but--

This is their territory, and there is only one person on the other side, so you only need to delay for a while and wait for the arrival of other kings, then the guy in front of you will definitely die without a burial.

With this thought, the king began to hide himself.

His spirit is very special, it can hide in the shadows and cannot be detected.

It was precisely because of this that he was able to launch an attack without Su Yuan being able to detect it just now, hiding in the shadows, and even relying on this characteristic to avoid a large number of spiritual attacks.

And once it is exposed, it will lose its greatest advantage, and it is precisely because of this that it will lose an arm.

So now he plans to repeat the old trick and delay until the arrival of other kings.

This time will not be long, just a few minutes is enough.

However, Su Yuan seemed to have seen through his plot. The next moment, a scorched foot fell from the sky, stepped on a cloud of shadows, and instantly pierced the king's chest. The strange footprints were deeply imprinted on the king's body, but the strange thing is that the king did not shed blood. His chest that was trampled through was not the flesh and blood of a living person at all, but just the shadow of a mold lake.

obviously.

This king has become a different kind, abandoning the body of a living person, and existing in this world in some incomprehensible way, just like Yang Jian can survive in the state of a ghost.

The chest was trampled through, and a strange shoe print was deeply imprinted on the killer's body, but the weird thing is that the killer didn't shed any blood. His chest that was trampled through was not the flesh and blood of a living person at all. Just a blurry shadow.

obviously.

This king has become a different kind, abandoning the body of a living person, and existing in this world in some incomprehensible way, just like Yang Jian can survive in the state of a ghost.

"You can't kill me. I exist in the shadows. Realistic spiritual attacks have very limited effects on me, but as long as you give me a little time, I can recover. The wounds you left on me are nothing. "

The king's low voice revealed a trace of pain, but he was still calm, without the slightest panic, but trying to find an opportunity to get out of here.

But when Su Yuan heard the words, he let out a strange smile: "Hey, is that right?"

As he spoke, he opened his mouth.

Looking at the ferocious interlaced teeth and the abyss-like black hole, for no reason, the king suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

Once eaten by this mouth, I am afraid that I will really die completely.

Or become a part of this monster!

Suddenly, he became anxious, and the shadow quickly twisted, trying to break free from the terrible bondage.

However, the foot on the chest was like a nail, firmly bound it to the ground, and it was impossible to break free.

It looked like it was about to be bitten off.

suddenly.

Su Yuan seemed to have sensed something, and stopped moving.

An inexplicable sense of crisis welled up in my heart, and then a strong spiritual interference appeared around me.

The opponent's support is here?
Su Yuan immediately turned his head to look in one direction, but suddenly, a fatal attack arrived.

In an instant, his body trembled, and then his whole body was blown away by a huge force. As if he had exhausted all his strength, he fell to the ground, hit the ground heavily, and finally rolled over. I don't know how many laps it takes to stop.

"It's... coffin nails?"

However, after landing, Su Yuan felt as if he was paralyzed and unable to move, but when he saw the familiar coffin nail inserted into his chest, he instantly understood what was going on.

Obviously, this was the third coffin nail, and the support from the king's organization had arrived, and he was about to nail himself to death with the ghost of the coffin nail.

soon.

A figure appeared on the peaceful street, and that figure strode towards this side without any warning, as if he was convinced that Su Yuan had lost the ability to resist, and now there was nothing to be afraid of.

"You are the second ghost master who died on this nail, Mr. Su Yuan, you should feel honored."

A calm voice sounded, and Su Yuan looked at the person coming.

That's right, it was the king code-named Missionary. At this moment, he was looking at himself with a proud face, and the killer who had just escaped was standing beside him, as if everything had become a foregone conclusion.