Xiao Yuhan slowly walked out and said softly, "You're taking advantage of Qiu Xinghen's honesty!"
The man floating in the sky stared at Xiao Yuhan, who had suddenly arrived, and frowned. "Oh? Another one coming to die?"
Xiao Yuhan slowly walked to Ku Hai's side. "To be honest, I also hate these monks and dislike those who think they can save others. However... there are always some fools in this world who are willing to risk their lives so that more people can live better. Unfortunately, my sect leader is one of them. But thinking about it carefully, such people deserve respect. So now, I will be your opponent!"
"You dare to challenge me? Boy! State your name!" Qiu Xinghen sized up Xiao Yuhan, his face somewhat unpleasant. Originally, the Buddhist techniques were enough to suppress the ghost arts, and he was about to kill this bald man when another one appeared who used lightning magic. Lightning magic is also extremely effective against vengeful spirits, which made Qiu Xinghen very unhappy.
Xiao Yuhan ignored him and bowed to Ku Hai, "Master Ku Hai, I am Xiao Yuhan of the Heavenly Sword Sect. This is a pill refined by my junior sister Nangong Ling'er that can protect your heart meridian."
After saying this, Xiao Yuhan took out a medicine bottle from his bosom and handed it to the monk Kuhai. Kuhai glanced at Xiao Yuhan and returned the greeting, saying, "Thank you for saving me, Benefactor Xiao!"
Only then did Xiao Yuhan turn to look at Qiu Xinghen and ask, "Master Kuhai, is it against your Buddhist principles for me to kill this person?"
The monk Kuhai replied, "In the fight against evil and the suppression of wickedness, this old monk and the Heavenly Sword Sect are of the same ilk."
Hearing their conversation, Qiu Xinghen realized that this person was Xiao Yuhan, and immediately burst into laughter, "Hahaha... It's truly a case of 'searching high and low without finding it,' but here it is... here it is... It's all so easy, saving me the trouble of looking for you again. Xiao Yuhan, let's all die here today! May your blood fall to the Yellow Springs, and may your soul return!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the city's vengeful spirits roared and surged madly toward this place.
Xiao Yuhan looked at Qiu Xinghen and said, "That's easy to say. Promise me, if you're not cultured, don't pretend to be cool. Pretending to be cool will get you struck by lightning!"
"It's none of your business if I want to say it this way."
Xiao Yuhan glanced at Master Kuhai beside her with some concern, "Master Kuhai, can you still protect yourself?"
"Don't worry, Benefactor Xiao, this old monk is fine!"
Xiao Yuhan smiled slightly and stopped talking nonsense. The black longsword in front of him gradually turned into fragments. Then, several black and red auras surged into Xiao Yuhan's body. He transformed into the Blood King Gu state again, and the aura on his body became even more terrifying. The dense baleful aura was even more eerie than the surrounding vengeful spirits. Even the Bitter Sea Monk beside him almost mistook Xiao Yuhan for an accomplice of the enemy, who came to play tricks on him.
However, the next second, Xiao Yuhan's figure disappeared from the spot. Accompanied by flashes of crimson lightning, Qiu Xinghen felt a pain in his abdomen, spat out a mouthful of blood, and flew backward. He looked around in a panic, searching for Xiao Yuhan's whereabouts, but found that he could not keep up with Xiao Yuhan's speed at all.
In desperation, he used a defensive technique. Countless black resentful energies surged toward Qiu Xinghen from all directions. When Xiao Yuhan reappeared in front of him, her palm strike only managed to shatter his defensive technique.
"Oh? Your thing is somewhat similar to Su Li's methods, but its defensive capabilities are far inferior. But don't worry, I won't kill you. I still want to get some information out of you!"
Qiu Xinghen was furious. "Who do you think I am! Xiao Yuhan, you bastard!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Qiu Xinghen used his method again, and three spirit bodies appeared behind him. After seeing two of the spirit bodies clearly, Xiao Yuhan's expression changed drastically, because he saw a familiar face. This was not his memory, but the memory of the original Xiao Yuhan.
Of the three spirits, one was none other than Xiao Yuhan's mentor, Yuan Lingyu.
At this moment, Qiu Xinghen laughed loudly, "This is my most satisfying masterpiece. The previous Heavenly Sword Sect leader, and... Yang Zui on the Demon-Suppressing Great Wall, these two are both top-notch experts. I even used the Ten Thousand Ghost Token to suppress their souls. Now, after some refinement, they have reached the Dao Integration Realm. You? You think you can fight against my greatest masterpiece?"
Xiao Yuhan was restless. He had never met this master when he transmigrated, but he had a memory of him. The figure that was like a father to him had never faded from his heart. Xiao Yuhan felt fortunate but also unfortunate. He was fortunate that the owner of this body did not seem to be so bad. It turned out that there was such a pure place in his heart.
Unfortunately, the soul of the master before them was too troublesome. His strength was not particularly strong, but Qiu Xinghen had used some means to make the three spirit bodies in front of them all have the strength of the Dao Integration Realm. More importantly, this previous sect leader of the Heavenly Sword Sect had personally trained the main force of the Heavenly Sword Sect in this generation, and he knew Xiao Yuhan and even the other fellow disciples' methods very well.
What's even more troublesome is that the soul of the old hero Yang Zui on the Great Wall of Demon Control has also been used by this person. As for the last one, Xiao Yuhan doesn't know who he is, nor can he guess his identity from his appearance.
Because this person, like Qiu Xinghen, has a face full of scars and no longer has the appearance of a normal person. They are spirits, so they shouldn't be in this situation.
Master Yuan Lingyu and Yang Zui both appeared to be young men, but this spirit was covered in knife scars, somewhat resembling the girl he had seen at the Snow Cold Blade Sect. She must have died from some kind of ghostly method, which had even affected her soul.
As expected, none of the ten Holy Monarchs of the Heavenly Demon Abyss were easy to deal with. Xiao Yuhan's current physical strength and the power of his attack methods were almost on par with a cultivator at the seventh level of the Dao Integration Realm. Even if he encountered that nine-tailed fox demon, he would have a chance to win. However, the person in front of him was truly troublesome, as all three of his spiritual bodies were at the Dao Integration Realm.
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