Ziming's brain was in a blank period, his eyes staring through his soul at the saber in the ghost's hand, his expression a little dull.
"Impossible... That's his sword. He's the god of war who conquered a hundred thousand miles of territory with just one sword. How on earth did you do that?"
“Hehehe——”
The ghostly shadow laughed wildly, "So, you are very weak. If he expands his territory to a wider area, I will let him taste the power of the Shadow Iron Fist!"
The quality of its naming is as bad as ever, but that doesn't stop it from being cool.
The saber trembled in its hand. Even though it was holding it, it could still feel the indomitable will coming from it.
Even after being dead for so long, he still possessed such immense strength. Lin Fan's heart beat faster just by looking at him, as he imagined in his mind how powerful this general must have been when he was still alive.
but……
Is that really something a human can do?
Could it be that in ancient times, there really were creatures other than humans?
Or, that blank period of history that Ziming mentioned earlier...
No matter how hard the saber struggled or how it hurt the ghost, it could not stop its fate of being moved closer to the scabbard.
Under Ziming's wide-open eyes, the saber was slowly inserted into the scabbard. The small opening of the scabbard should not be able to fit such a large knife.
But when the saber touched it, it loosened and tightened, and became its appearance.
The trembling knife gradually became docile, until finally, there was no movement at all.
The effect is exactly the same as what I imagined.
Lin Fan didn't know where the contents of his brain came from.
All I know is that when I saw the scabbard, I already knew its use.
Once it is put into the scabbard, whether it is a knife or a sword, it will be forcibly bound as part of the shadow.
It is equivalent to a master-servant contract, which cannot be resisted by swords or knives.
The only regret is.
Guiying doesn't know any sword or knife skills at all, his strong point is fists.
Since its birth, it did not know how to use swords and knives, and discovered that the lethality of the sword and fist transformed by the power of origin was the same.
Instead of learning to use a knife, it is better to swing your fists.
This is how it developed its current fighting style.
"If you have a chance, try this knife. It should be very strong."
Lin Fan touched his chin and asked Guiying to try next time. After all, the remaining energy of the saber was enough to damage the city. If it was used, even killing the Moon Fox would be a piece of cake.
Of course, the key is to know how to use the ghost.
It would be more exhilarating to just swing your fists than to just chop around with a saber.
This was indeed the case. When Guiying heard about the knife show, he sighed and said speechlessly:
"It looks cool just hanging there. Taking it out and slashing randomly will affect your temperament. It's better to use your fists. After all this time, you still don't know that I'm a boxing expert."
As the ghost shadow spoke, he pretended to throw a punch. The strong wind from the punch made the attic creak, as if it would collapse at any moment.
This is the strength of the soul that can destroy a city. If it were the previous half step, throwing a punch, it would only be slightly stronger than an ordinary person.
However, before going out, even Guiying didn't know what kind of strange skills he would awaken.
Because no tricks can be performed here, only exceptions like Bai Ling'er can do it.
However, when it comes to Bai Ling'er, Lin Fan deliberately keeps a certain distance.
Now that they have entered the city of destruction, the agreement between Bai Ling'er and him has officially ended.
Now, there is no contract between him and Bai Ling'er. If the other party feels that the ghost threat is too great and wants to wipe them out here, the only trump card he can use is this saber and the Hua Ming banknotes to mobilize the surrounding souls.
In other words, before going out, they have to reach another agreement with Bai Ling'er, at least to ensure that the other party will not harm them.
"Madam, you've seen a good show. Our cooperation ends here. I wonder if there's anything else I can help you with."
When Lin Fan asked this question, even Yi Qiqi could guess what he was worried about. She immediately walked to Lin Fan's side calmly and looked at Bai Ling'er.
"Help? No need. I need to return to my husband as soon as possible. I don't want to leave it for another moment."
Bai Ling'er's eyes were full of longing as she looked to the left, as if she could look at Jiang Chen across different worlds.
But Lin Fan remembered that the last time it missed someone, it was looking to the right. It was conceivable that deep affection could not produce ripples, and it was impossible to know where the other person was when they were so far apart.
Affection is just another way of saying self-touching.
Lin Fan breathed a sigh of relief. "So, our next goal is the same. Why don't we cooperate again until you return to Jiang Chen and I am safe and alive."
Even if they didn't say this, their goals were the same.
But if they really don't tell them, the other party will have countless opportunities to kill them along the way.
Without fully understanding the opponent's tricks and without a clear agreement, Lin Fan would never allow himself to be casually entrusted to a strange consciousness.
Bai Ling'er didn't think too much about it. When she heard Lin Fan's question, she nodded in agreement.
Of course, just because it didn't think about it doesn't mean it can be avoided. If this thought arises even for a moment during the entire journey, it will be a disaster.
"Let's go! This shabby attic isn't as good as my Soul Returning Theater!"
The ghost held a saber in one hand and imitated Lin Fan with the other, waving his cloak and walking ahead in a very unrestrained manner. He kicked the closed door in front of him twice fiercely.
Didn't kick it open.
It wasn't until Lin Fan walked to the front door that it slowly opened.
This place of fall can at least accommodate a weirdo like Ziming, and there are so many people who are half a step away from destroying the city.
How could it be broken by just a few kicks?
Guiying was furious, always pretending that he was not having enough fun. After he took the saber, Ziming's expression of horror remained until now, and there was no other response.
"We must have a good fight when we get out!"
One step out of the attic.
The ferocious beasts on both sides suddenly made a crackling sound, their eyes fixed on Lin Fan and the strange shadow.
"Pavilion Master..."
"It's in my belly!"
“…”
Before the ferocious beast had the chance to show its sadness, it was pulled back by the arrogant and domineering taunt of the ghost shadow.
They were filled with rage when they heard this, but even the Pavilion Master was swallowed by the other party, so they could only be angry for a short while.
"You were the ones who let us in, and now you're pretending to be loyal? Why didn't you say anything when you collected the money?"
The ghost waved his cloak again and pointed at them.
Ziming was furious when he heard this. Yes, no one could set foot in the Langya Inn without its permission, even if the city was destroyed. If it weren't for the fact that the rules were broken after its fall, a spot would have been released.
Its inn can be said to be theoretically impeccable.
As a result, the two gatekeepers gave them the accompanying stones, which led to them being swallowed and becoming food for others.
Unexpectedly, when the topic of collecting money came up, the anger on the beast's face suddenly disappeared, and then the two beasts looked at each other and said:
"Now that the Pavilion Master is gone, can we move in?"
"Let me out and give them two slaps!"
Ziming was furious.
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