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Yellow face!

Chen Yuan frowned, vaguely feeling that this face was very familiar, but he couldn't remember it. However, not being able to remember it did not prevent Chen Yuan from being alert. The terrifying destructive aura of the Huangmie Sword slowly spread.

Yellow face, quite fearful.

This sword.

The evil spirit carries with it the power of destruction.

Very fierce!

If you are not careful, you might die!

Someone who breaks into a ghost town.

It is indeed extraordinary.

"Yellow face! Isn't this what the mask taught you?" Taoist Wuwei's eyes widened in his soul, looking at the yellow greasy mask that looked similar to the white face. He looked at it carefully and was suddenly stunned, "Oh! It's a two-striped yellow face!"

On the yellow face.

Vaguely.

There are two delicate lines.

that,

It represents the second line.

The white face before was just a wrinkle.

In that case, Chen Yuan and the Taoist Xuanyuan, who had already been fooled, were caught off guard. This time they actually encountered Er Wen, and it would be another fierce battle!

"Luckily, this is Yellow Face. Even though his magical power is all about changing faces, Yellow Face doesn't bother to play tricks on others. What he prefers is... to beat his opponents to death with his fists!"

Yellow face.

In opera,

It represents ferocity and brutality.

Face painting teaching.

It's quite interesting.

"However, even if Chen Yuan can defeat him, I'm afraid there won't be much of his flesh and blood left." Taoist Wuwei smiled as if he was sure of defeating Chen Yuan. "Haha, Wuchen, don't beg me to go out and make pills when the time comes. Hehehe~"

Taoist Wuchen: ...

...

"Brother Chen Yuan, don't let your stomach sink too much!" Guan Baizhu knew that Chen Yuan was confused about his own situation, so he reminded him directly.

Chen Yuan heard it.

Understood.

Just to keep yourself from getting hungry.

He understands.

"I understand." Chen Yuan responded.

"That's not up to you!" The yellow-faced man possessed the body of the Taoist Xuanyuan. In addition to mastering the Taoist Xuanyuan's magical powers, compared to the white-faced man, the man with two stripes also brought his own magical powers that he had previously possessed and robbed from others, and integrated them into his yellow face that represented violence.

Lift up the Taoist robe.

Revealing a strong and wiry torso.

The sore on his back burst open, and sticky yellow water gushed out wildly. Maggots, which were obviously several times more ferocious, swelled up and rushed towards Chen Yuan frantically!

Chen Yuan looked solemn.

Almost instinctively, the Huangmie Sword was unsheathed.

"Qiang!"

The Huangmie Sword immediately burst out with a dazzling halo of light, and the entire ghost town street was illuminated by the sword light. The terrifying destructive evil spirit surged like a wave, and the maggots were burned to ashes in the blink of an eye before they touched Chen Yuan!

Destroy evil spirits.

So terrifying.

The yellow face bared its teeth and its body swelled again.

Suddenly jumped up.

A pair of violent fists smashed heavily into Chen Yuan's face!

Not a trace of hesitation.

The Huangmie Sword was raised directly.

boom!

The fist hit the blade of the Huangmie Sword.

The two most violent forces collided.

Chen Yuan's internal organs were wriggling violently.

A strong wind suddenly blew up, and the body was falling backwards wildly on the street. On the other hand, Huang Lian was in an even more miserable state. Every inch of his knotted muscles was cut into hideous cracks by the fierce sword energy, and blood mixed with sticky yellow liquid flowed all over his body!

Puff puff!

Broken flesh.

The body is like a deflated ball.

Rapid shrinkage!

With one move, Huang Lian was already at a disadvantage.

After turning over several times, Huang Lian finally stopped in a panic, baring his teeth. The devastating pain caused by the fine sword marks on his body made it impossible for his flesh and blood to heal!

"Hiss~ This sword... is so powerful!"

There was greed and desire in his eyes.

It's becoming increasingly difficult to conceal.

"Come again!" Although Huang Lian couldn't beat Chen Yuan, he knew that this sword would be extremely burdensome for the user, and it was obvious that there was something wrong with Chen Yuan's internal organs. As long as he dragged it out, this sword... would be his!

With this sword.

That yellow face with three lines.

Nor will he be his opponent.

Chen Yuan covered his abdomen, feeling even hungrier. Although Huang Lian was seriously injured, he seemed even more frantic than before, and the bloody fist rapidly enlarged in Chen Yuan's eyes again.

Chen Yuan held the sword with both hands.

Swing the Brilliant Sword again.

Boom boom boom!

The sound of the sword of destruction rose into the sky.

The sword energy was everywhere, and all the buildings in the surrounding ghost town were destroyed. The houses collapsed, and the sword light cut through the stone bricks on the ground. The next second, they were cut into pieces of rubble like tofu!

Pfft!

Yellow face fist.

In response, blinding flashes of blood burst out.

The entire flesh and blood body.

Life was ravaged by the brilliant sword light.

Chop it into pieces of meat and they all fall down!

"Put it back!" Chen Yuan gritted his teeth and forced the Huangmie Sword back into the scabbard. The sword clanged and trembled violently, as if it had not killed enough people and was extremely dissatisfied with Chen Yuan for taking back the sharp sword.

The Brilliant Sword is far from being enough!

"Ouch!" The yellow face left Xuanyuan Taoist's body. The peeled skin on Xuanyuan Taoist's face and his body, which was chopped into pieces, began to heal under the wriggling of maggots and the adhesion of sticky liquid.

"Daoyou, what's going on?!"

"How did the old Taoist become such a wicked person!?"

Taoist Xuanyuan asked loudly with his mouth moving.

Guan Baizhu was shocked.

The meat chopped into pieces on the ground... is still alive!

who is he! ?

Yellow face?

Or is it the Taoist Xuanyuan?!

Guan Baizhu wanted to see clearly.

But her eyes hurt and were blurry.

Faintly, it seemed to be the Taoist Xuanyuan.

"Xuanyuan Taoist."

"It's me, the old Taoist! Little girl! What's wrong with me!?" The old Taoist Xuanyuan struggled to wriggle his body. As the maggots spit out the mucus in their stomachs, the old Taoist Xuanyuan's broken body finally looked like a human again.

"Alas! This time... I've suffered a huge loss."

"Yellow face, possessed your body."

"What?! It's those damned Mask Sect bastards again!" Taoist Xuanyuan was immediately furious, shaking with anger, and slapped his thigh, "Taoist...Taoist...why am I so unlucky!"

Twice.

This is a fight with the Facebook religion!

"Where is Huang Lian?" Taoist Xuanyuan looked around vigilantly.

Provoke the Facebook Cult.

Don't relax for a moment.

Because if you are not careful, they will cling to you like a dog-skin plaster and won't let you go until they have sucked every last drop of blood from you!

But luckily it's a yellow face.

If it's a white face.

What a mockery he has become now.

It's impossible to imagine.

"He ran away." Chen Yuan covered his sunken stomach and continued in a serious tone, "But he was seriously injured. He probably won't be able to possess me for a while."

"Brother Chen Yuan, you seem to be able to tell that the yellow-faced man is not Mr. Xuanyuan?"

"I do not know."

Chen Yuan shook his head.

He couldn't tell.

But in his eyes, the yellow face that possessed the Taoist Xuanyuan seemed to have its soul superimposed on each other, two completely different souls mixed together, which made him see the flaw.

Guan Baizhu remained silent.

Brother Chen Yuan... and what she saw with her own eyes,

It is the same?

"Hey, you two, let's get going quickly. Ghost Town is too dangerous. If it happens a few more times, my old bones... won't be able to hold on!"

Taoist Xuanyuan had a sad face and was about to back out.

"Then you...can't leave."

"Um…?"

"Mr. Xiaoyao!"

"Something's happened!" Xiaoyao Elder Immortal floated over, his hands behind his back, his white robe fluttering. He said solemnly, "Ghost Town is plagued by evil spirits. I've investigated and found that the entire town... is shrouded in an inexplicable magical power. It's impossible to leave!"