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Chapter 19 Veterans
There is no speculation, only killing.

Zhao Long drew the knife behind him.He slashed at the little devil.

Seeing the Japanese, they also raised their samurai swords to fight.Although I was killed by him once when I was alive, I don’t believe that he was resurrected and could be killed again.
Becoming a ghost, Zhao Long is still just a ghost, but he has become a real evil spirit
Now that he is weak and I am strong, the Japanese do not think they will really lose to Zhao Long again.

The two of them fought together, and each side caused a certain amount of damage to the other side.

But after they both became ghosts, Zhao Long, who refused to absorb Yuehua, was indeed no match for him.

The two exchanged more than 50 moves, and Zhao Long was already at an obvious disadvantage.

His body was covered in bruises.On the other hand, the Japanese.Just a little injury.

"Zhao Long, I advised you to leave, but you didn't listen. Now it's time for me to avenge my death by beheading you!" Hahahahaha
He lifted the knife away from Zhao Long's hand, then pulled out another broken blade and stabbed Zhao Long's chest where the ghost elixir was.

Seeing that Zhao Long was about to die, the Japanese's face showed cruelty and pleasure.Dead, dead, dead.

But don't want to...
The next moment, the knife had obviously been opened by the Japanese.

It circled around but suddenly flew back.

"puff!"

Without checking, the Japs were stabbed directly into the back of the heart with a knife.

The tip of the knife came out from the chest, giving the Japanese a chill.

"I...you...how is that possible!

He lowered his head and glanced at the tip of the knife on his chest, and then at Zhao Long, who was becoming more illusory in front of him and whose soul was about to dissipate. There was a bit of confusion in his crazy eyes.
"Nothing is impossible. As I said just now, I can chop off your head when you are alive, and I can chop you off like a ghost after you die."

"Why are you doing this.

After looking at the knife, another more illusory remnant soul of Zhao Long, which was dissipating rapidly, emerged from the knife.

There was deep confusion in the ghost's eyes, "I finally became a ghost and got a chance to do it again.

"Is it... worth it for you?"

"You're not afraid of death when you're alive. What's there to be afraid of after you've already died once?"

Zhao Long curled his lips in disdain and watched as the soul of the ghost whose ghost elixir was broken was shattered and dissipated bit by bit.

He took back his knife and wiped the non-existent blood on the knife with reluctance.

"Old man, after nearly a hundred years, I can fight alongside you again.

"My life, Zhao Long, has been worth it..."

He raised his head slightly and looked at the scarlet blood moon in the sky. Zhao Long grinned with a slightly mocking smile.

Then he held a knife in one hand, raised his head and looked at the village in the distance that he had just protected.

Be quiet and wait for death calmly.

only.……

"does it worth?"

Before he could die for the second time, Zhao Long waited for a question that the Japanese had just asked.

This time, he did not show the disdain he showed when facing Sakata.

He lowered his head and thought for a moment, then nodded seriously and said, it's worth it. "

"Aren't you going to rescue me again?"

"Ah?" Zhao Long suddenly raised his head and looked at the young man who stood in front of him at some point with a green lotus mark embedded in his eyebrows.
Opening his mouth, he asked stupidly, "..."

Can you still save it?

Yes, the young man nodded and smiled.

With a move of his hand, Zhao Long forcibly tore it off, and the dissipated remnant soul that had been hidden in the knife in advance was reunited.

With a flick of his finger, the torn remnant soul flew into Zhao Long's body and merged with his soul body again.

"Can this really be saved?"

He felt that his soul body had stopped dissipating and even returned to its 'full' state when he first woke up.

Zhao Long grinned, his eyes twinkling and he didn't know what he had in mind.

"Don't think too much. If you do this again next time, no one will rescue you."

Seeing what Zhao Long had in mind, Ye Qing directly dismissed his idea.

"Hehe," Zhao Long smiled sheepishly, "I wasn't thinking that if I can't compete with someone in terms of physical strength, I can use this method to defeat another enemy at the critical moment."

Glancing at Zhao Long, Qinglian chuckled and shook her head and said, "Just thinking about trying your best is a fool."

The soldiers woke up one after another. They were all disciplined and began to fight, but this time it was supernatural.

(End of this chapter)