Chapter 797

"There is some truth in what the evil spirit said. If there is no detachment, the soul will regret it in the future. But is it true that every soul can't compare with the soul after detachment?"

When Wang Mang was in a daze, his brain suddenly recalled the arrogant words of the evil ghost Tu, but he gently shook his head,

What about all souls? As long as your soul is strong enough, this so-called soul chopping sword move can really kill your soul?!

Wang Mang thought, his heart suddenly burst out an unprecedented high fighting spirit. The white light of the storage ring in his left hand flashed, and a bright silver knife appeared in his hand!

Wang Mang clenched Yinxiao Dao in one hand, bit his teeth, and slashed at his right arm,

"poof!" A ferocious eversion of the skin wound kept pouring out blood, Wang Mang in the pain stimulation, the spirit of a moment, but that makes people sink tired again towards the brain!

The wound of his left arm had just healed. The silver Xiao Dao Wang Mang was holding in his hand cut a bloody edge on his body. In this way, the old wound had just healed, and the new wound had been added. In just three minutes, Wang Mang cut hundreds of knives on his body!

"Ha ha! What do I say? Even if I am an ordinary soul, your soul chopping sword may not be able to kill me! "

Wang Mang felt the boundless tiredness in his brain slowly subsided. He laughed wildly for two times and took two steps. He looked down at Liu Rufeng's broken corpse and said, "I won after all!"

At the moment, the silver Xiao Dao in Wang Mang's hand had been dyed red, and drops of scarlet blood fell to the ground along the blade! The crisscross scar on the body also instantly peels off at the moment, revealing brand-new skin!

At this time, the space-time channel behind Wang Mang also sent out a high-frequency tremor, and fierce figures suddenly fell from the channel,

"Dong!" "Dong!" "Dong!" The prisoners who fell from the mid air did not seem to be affected by the vertigo of space-time channel at all. They bent their legs slightly and landed on the ground steadily!

"Master!" "Master!" "Master!" Dressed in prison clothes, several fierce prisoners looked at the dried up blood on Wang Mang's body and widened their eyes one after another, showing a strong worried look!

"It's all right! I have solved the problem of the Taoist priest! " Wang Mang waved the bloodstain on the silver Xiao Dao and said faintly, "the Taoist's strength is not strong, but the move can be regarded as insidious. I almost hit the Dao!"

The muscular black ox was looking at the broken body at Wang Mang's feet. His eyes were red, and they were as big as a brass bell. The rage in his eyes almost overflowed!

"Master, black bull is late! Guilty The black bull with red eyes kowtowed, full of remorse and guilt!

"It's not your fault! He and I are duels. You can't get in the way Wang Mang pointed at Liu Rufeng's broken body with the tip of his knife. "I don't want to say much. It's serious to leave here!"

Wang Mang received the silver Xiao Dao in his hand into the storage ring, squatted down and groped for something on Liu Rufeng's corpse,

the dusty white shirt had been stained with red and black blood, and the chest and abdomen were in a state of disrepair, leaving only a few pieces of clothes!

Wang Mang put his hand into his inner lining and searched for it carefully for a while. Suddenly, he felt a soft, leather like thing in his hand. He grabbed it and took it out. It turned out to be a sheepskin roll like a belt!