Gu Yanzhou was a little skeptical.
But at this time his true energy had been discharged and his combat effectiveness was greatly reduced, so he could only believe in Li Muchen.
The old man nodded and silently returned to Chen Wenxue.
Chen Wenxue asked in a low voice: "Uncle Gu, are you okay? "
Gu Yanzhou shook his head and stared at Li Muchen with his eyes tightly.
The floating phantoms were all surrounding Li Muchen at this moment.
But like those dogs, they seem to be afraid of something and always keep a certain distance.
"Uncle Gu, do you think Mr. Li can win?"
"It's hard to say. Mr. Li must have something to ward off evil spirits, so that the evil spirits cannot get close to him, but to break this situation, he must subdue the Tibetan witch. This man has a good military power. He not only knows witchcraft, but also uses hidden weapons. Mr. Li is afraid that..."
Gu Yanzhou shook his head.
"No matter what, he didn't run away alone and was already very loyal. "
After hearing what Gu Yanzhou said, the people surrounded by the dogs were immediately depressed and felt that they would definitely die today.
In their opinion, Li Muchen walked over and just went to die.
Only Gu Yanzhou could see that Li Muchen had something to rely on, but he only thought that he had something like talismans on his body that warded off evil spirits.
Zhou Lijun smiled with a ferocious face.
"The surname Chen, I originally wanted to win the boat of your family and do some business at Shenzhou Wharf. You forced me! Hahahaha, if you know the truth, call your father now and ask him to hand over half of the Chen family's business, and I will let you go. Hahaha..."
Gu Yanzhou advised: "Young master, call me. What Zhou wants is money. If you want the master, we still have a glimmer of hope. "
Chen Wenxue hesitated for a moment, shook his head and said, "No, even if I die, I can't embarrass my mother. "
When Gu Yanzhou heard this, he sighed and said nothing.
Zhou Lijun sneered: "I want face until I die. Do you know that you will die miserably? Then I will take the bet you signed and find your father, and he will still give me the boat and dock. If you are dead, how could he know that you are still protecting the Chen family's face until you die? People in the Chen family will only think that you are a coward, and if you die, you are a coward! Hahahaha..."
Chen Wenxue's face turned pale and his whole body was trembling.
He knew what Zhou Lijun said was true.
But even so, he still didn't want to make this call.
I can only say silently in my heart: Mom, I can't make you face, my son is sorry for you...
"Master Kampot, kill these people quickly. Women, the money is yours!" Zhou Lijun said loudly.
But Kampot did not respond to his words.
"Master Kampot..."
Zhou Lijun looked back and saw Gongbu's face was solemn and solemn, staring at Li Muchen tightly.
Li Muchen stood less than two meters away from Kampot.
Many gray-white faces floated around him.
Dozens of dogs also surrounded them, densely packed.
Kampot kept reciting spells, and his fingers changed several magic seals in succession.
I bounced on the bowl made of bone several times again.
A crisp sound rang out, and the door to the void opened a little wider.
More resentful spirits surged out of the boundless darkness.
"Are you afraid of being retaliated against by them?" Li Muchen asked.
"Are you afraid of ghosts?"
Tibetan Wu Gongbu raised his head and looked at Li Muchen with a very puzzled look.
Li Muchen smiled slightly: "Only those who do bad things will be afraid of ghosts. Why am I afraid of ghosts?"
"I want you to die!"
Kampot's eyes showed fierce light and took off a string of beads from his neck.
The beads are very large, and each one is the size of a child's fist.
Each bead is carved into a skull, and it can be felt, so it cannot be seen without careful attention.
Kampot pinched one of the beads and squeezed it hard.
The beads shattered and a white mist emerged.
The mist quickly condensed into the shape of a person and floated in the air like a ghost.
But this ghost has no head.
Soon, a face floated over and touched the headless ghost's neck, which was exactly connected.
The ghost's body shook, and made a sharp and strange roar, and rushed towards Li Muchen.
"court death!"
Li Muchen raised his hand, stood up his palm like a knife, and slashed it lightly.
A sword light appeared in the air.
The ghost was split in half in a swish.
The knife's energy continued to decrease, and it made a puff sound on the ground.
A knife mark about two meters long and several inches deep appeared on the marble floor.
"Knife energy!"
Gu Yanzhou was shocked.
"The internal strength is released from the outside, and the true energy becomes a blade. This is... this is the master's method!"
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I have been practicing martial arts since I was a child, and I have worked hard for a long time, and finally broke through the spiritual world. Looking at the world, I can be considered a master.
But compared with the Grandmaster, it is far from that.
From the spiritual power to the master, there is an insurmountable wall.
The young man in front of him, at most in his twenties, could he be a master?
But eyes won't lie.
Gu Yanzhou could see clearly that sword energy was calm and calm. If it weren't for the master, who could use it?
Even if the head of his Gu family took action, it might not be so easy.
Kampot was also surprised.
Although he is not in the Central Plains, he is not a native of the martial arts world, and he does not know the name of the master.
But how could an ordinary person be able to wave his hand into a knife?
Kampot showed a ferocious face and crushed all the remaining skeleton beads in his hand.
The white mist filled the entire room.
In an instant, it turned into dozens of white headless ghosts, combined with those floating faces.
"It depends on how many you can fight!"
Dozens of ghosts pounced on Li Muchen.
This time, Li Muchen did not use the sword energy, but gently stretched out his hand and snatched it into the void.
The group of ghosts all fell into his palms and condensed into a thick white mist, which emerged from his fingertips.
"you..."
A hint of panic appeared in Kampot's eyes.
"Who are you?"
"Have you ever heard of the ladder on the plateau?" Li Muchen asked back.
"Ladder?!"
Kampot was surprised.
"You, are you coming from heaven?"
Then he shook his head repeatedly.
"No, no, impossible, no one can get up the ladder. "
"You killed these people, right?"
Li Muchen slowly spread his fists and a white mist ball appeared in his palm.
Many figures struggled in the fog.
"I heard their wailings, their inner resentment, they must have died miserably. "
"Before they died, they must have been tortured by you for a long time, so they have such great resentment. "
"If the ancestor of Tibetan Witch knew that you would do such a thing that both man and gods would be angry with each other, if you knew that you would have done with the witchcraft he passed down from. "
Li Muchen said as he approached Gongbu step by step.
Kampot was shocked and scared: "No, it's not like that. They all... will be protected by me and will never die. They will thank me. "
"Is that right? Then let them thank you very much. Now, let you see the light of the right way, what is the real magic. "
After saying that, Li Muchen raised his right hand.
"There must be light!"
Suddenly, many flashes flew from all directions in the void.
It seemed as if outdoor, the light from the entire sky was sucked by Li Muchen's palm.
Then, the void darkened and the light suddenly disappeared.
The whole room was pitch black.
Only a white ball of light was left in Li Muchen's palm.
I saw him gently hold it.
The light ball was broken by him.
People heard a loud noise in their minds, like a thunderbolt from the clear sky.
A light suddenly appeared.
With Li Muchen's fist as the center, countless lightning burst out.
All hit the endless darkness behind the Void Gate that Kampot had just opened.
The devil's wail came from the darkness, just like the cry of hell.
A dazzling white light lit up.
The Gate of Void Closes, and the boundless darkness disappears.
The skull on the ground was made into a bowl, and with a click, it cracked into four pieces.