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Chapter 684 Poison Xiong
From the black mist came a gloomy and hoarse voice, "I finally found you..."

"It's...it's you! Why are you here?" Third Master Bai exclaimed in surprise, it seemed that he was the one who passed on the magic to Qiu Feng.

The head didn't answer, but just snorted coldly, and Third Master Bai then asked loudly: "Where is Qiu Feng? How is he?"

"Killed by me!" the black mask said lightly.

"You...why did you kill Qiu Feng!" Third Master Bai shouted angrily.

"Hmph, he should have died by my hand three years ago! And this time he begged me to kill him..." the black mask said.

"what?"

"Qiu Feng contacted me yesterday and said that if he fails to kill Boss Xun tonight, he will ask me to help him get rid of this last enemy... As for the reward, it will be his own life!" The black-faced mask said coldly Said.

"You..." Third Master Bai shouted angrily.

"Oh, by the way, in addition to Qiu Feng's life, I also want the immortal soul of your crippled immortal family. The person I, Du Xiong wants to kill, will never let him live in this world!" Seeing a burst of poisonous mist filling the air, rolling into this small wooden house!

Huang Shisan and I were caught off guard, and what we were most afraid of was this kind of magic, but fortunately, Third Master Bai used his power to stop the erosion of the fog.The two of us also took advantage of this opportunity and escaped from the window one after another.

I hastily projected a pitch-black iron chain, which locked the flying head of the black-faced head-subduing master. This cold iron chain was not the soul-holding iron chain of the ghost, but the soul-dispersing iron chain of the purple-robed ghost judge!
This soul-dispersing iron lock can absorb the yin energy of ghosts, but for humans and demons, it is only stronger than the soul-binding iron chain.

Hearing that he called himself Poison Xiong just now, this nickname suddenly reminded me of the Poison Demon with the white face mask and the Poison Demon with the blue face, but I don't know if this Poison Xiong has anything to do with them.

Seeing that I was restraining Feitou, Huang Shisan hurriedly said to me: "Brother Changsheng, hold on first, I'll ask the upper body of the immortal to help you."

I agreed, and Huang Shisan immediately hid in a hidden and safe corner and began to invite the fairy upper body. I stared at the black-faced mask and said coldly: "Your opponent is me now! Don't even think about hurting Third Lord Bai!"

Du Xiong's flying head exuding evil spirit slowly turned around, his cold eyes under the mask were staring at me, and asked in a cold tone: "Who are you brat? Anyone who dares to stop me from God's will?" !"

I snorted coldly, "Hmph, you God's Will Society really don't have a long memory, it seems that you were not near Jueming Cliff that day, and I didn't see how Rakshasa Gu Po was scared away by me!"

"Oh... so you are the Zhao Changsheng that the vice president wanted to capture alive, hmph, do you know who I am?" The black-faced mask didn't feel scared, but instead became more murderous.

"You? I know who you are. You are a heinous decapitator, a ghost worse than a beast!" I said coldly.

"Hmph, I think you don't have a long memory. Have you forgotten the poisonous demons and ghosts you killed with the head-down technique?" Du Xiong said.

"It's hard... don't tell me you belong to them..."

"I am their master, but you don't have to be afraid. Our vice president said that we must capture you alive! Haha..." Du Xiong laughed wildly, and saw a blood mist filling his head, which corroded and shocked him. Break this loose soul chain!
My heart skipped a beat. It seems that it is not so easy to defeat this master of God's Will who knows black makeup.

Speaking of it, this is the first time I have seriously fought against a black-faced master. Gui Sanqi once said that two months ago, I could not even beat a black-faced master, but at this time I am no longer what I used to be. I have long been eager to try to prove my strength!

"You want to catch me? I think you want to court death!" I said coldly, and at the same time, the projected object in my left hand produced a skull battle shield, and the projected object in my right hand produced a huge battle axe!

(End of this chapter)