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The man in black robe laughed, "Little girl, you want to burn me to death, hahahaha."
He seemed too confident.
Su Nanzhi stopped using the whip and took out a knife.
? Bronze knife.
There are very ancient inscriptions on it. As soon as you take it out, you can feel the sharp aura from ancient times.
The Huanshou Sword is made from bronze. During the refining process, a large amount of spiritual power of the sword maker is added, and other raw materials are mixed together. It becomes a knife that can kill evil spirits and ghosts.
Su Nan Zhi took out all the good things. The man in black robe seemed to have his eyes on the knife in her hand. His sinister eyes made people feel uncomfortable even if they were covered by the brim of his hat.
Su Nanzhi obviously didn¡¯t want to talk nonsense to him. If I remember correctly, the man in black robe in front of him wanted Jiang Beiyu¡¯s body as a container last time.
With the handle, the knife was placed across her chest. Behind her, the flames surged. The flames behind her seemed to flow with ideas, but they never took on their final appearance.
Su Nanzhi naturally did not wait. She raised the knife and dropped it. The bronze had been tempered by high temperatures to become such a unique and famous sword. This knife is qualified to be placed in the National Museum.
Its power is naturally unusual, and it is inherently incompatible with ghosts.
Su Nanzhi even dared to vouch for the man in black robe in front of him. He was definitely not a complete human being.
The movement of the man in black robe was so fast that people could not see clearly. In just a few seconds, the two of them fought several times, and each time his moves were perfectly solved.
¡°I don¡¯t know if it was Su Nanzhi¡¯s illusion, but she vaguely felt that this man in black robe was completely different from his clone a year ago.
Even in his true form, he should be much stronger.
Presumably, it was through some crooked way.
If one¡¯s Taoist heart is not right, one is destined to become a slave to the inner demon.
The knife in Su Nanzhi's hand was blocked by him again. She frowned. The moment the weapons met, the flow of aura caused a sharp wind, and she saw the other person's eyes.
Su Nanzhi was inevitably stunned for a moment, those were a pair of empty eyes.
There are no whites of the eyes, no eyeballs, like skeletons left behind after many years of death.
??Looking at it this way, his figure is quite thin, and he seems to be empty under the black robe.
The hand holding the scepter was as thin as skin and bones, the skin on his face seemed to be sunken, and his cheekbones were convex.
How is this what a normal person should look like?
And this face no longer looks like a human face, and such a face has never appeared in her memory.
But at that moment, Su Nanzhi felt a fatalistic hostility.
She subconsciously told herself that this person must die.
The flow of spiritual power in his hand gradually increased, and there were faint signs of losing control.
As soon as Su Nanzhi was distracted, the blade on the black-robed man's staff cut her wrist. The blood fell and was burned by her own fire before it reached the ground.
And the opponent¡¯s scepter seemed to be stained with her blood.
Su Nan Zhi just saw that a huge phoenix silhouette suddenly appeared behind him.
The black phoenix.
At that moment, Su Nanzhi suddenly understood where her undying feeling of feud with the other party came from.
It's him.
Nineteen years ago, the Mishan sect¡¯s evildoers used sorcery to secretly change the fate of a newborn baby.
This person directly caused her and An Yunhuai to be born frail, directly took away their lifespan, and indirectly caused her parents to die early. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com