Chapter 1249 Asking for the Dao Sword!

"So what if he is the founder of Maoshan? I don't know how many souls have died under my pig-killing knife. Not to mention the founder of Maoshan, even if it is the real Daoist ancestor, I will kill him!"

The butcher's fierce voice came out from the rolling blood mist. Then, I saw the blood mist beside Mao Buhui rolling, and the butcher's figure instantly appeared behind Mao Buhui.

"Be careful!" I subconsciously shouted, but Mao Buhui was not panicked. His eyes were fixed and he turned around suddenly.

At the moment he turned around, a flash of surprise flashed directly from his eyes like a sharp blade.

The two shocking rays seemed to have become real, and they collided fiercely with the butcher's butcher knife.

There was a loud bang, and then the butcher groaned, and his body flew backwards quickly, and disappeared in the rolling blood mist in the blink of an eye.

"So powerful?" I was stunned, and even Wu Sheng, who was not far away, was surprised. He obviously didn't expect that the master invited by Mao Buhui was not only good at bragging, but also really good at fighting.

"What do you two mean by that look? Who are you looking down on?" Mao Buhui squinted at me and Wu Sheng, and whispered, "The master I invited has a bad temper, you'd better..."

Before he finished his words, he swam around, and the butcher came back, like a ghost, and appeared in front of Mao Buhui again, chopping down with a knife.

This knife came extremely fast, and on the blade, there was endless evil energy. At this moment, the chopping sound of the wronged souls was endless.

Fortunately, Mao Buhui reacted very quickly. When the butcher knife was about to chop him, he was seen to be surrounded by a faint halo of Qi field, which expanded with him as the center, and wrapped him up in it. A trembling sound of

"hum..."

was heard, and the butcher knife chopped on the green light.

It was seen that the pig-killing knife that was chopped down quickly seemed to chop into a ball of cotton at this moment, and it became soft in an instant, and seemed to be absorbed by the green light, causing the pig-killing knife to be unable to continue to chop, and the butcher could not retract the knife.

"Hmph, just an ant. I didn't even use my full strength." Mao Buhui coldly spat out these words. The butcher's face darkened when he heard it, and he gritted his teeth and said, "The Maoshan Taoism is just like this. I will break your turtle shell now!"

As his voice fell, he saw the wronged souls wandering in the blood mist quickly gathered together, and in the blink of an eye, they formed an extremely evil appearance.

The extremely evil appearance had a ferocious look, and two fangs protruded from the corners of its mouth. Like a ferocious evil ghost, it let out an angry roar.

At that moment, strong winds rose up, blood mist rolled, and the dense and extremely evil aura seemed endless and gushed out instantly.

The green light in front of Mao Buhui suddenly dimmed under the erosion of this rolling evil Qi, and then there was a "crack" sound, and the green light made a crisp sound, and cracks like spider webs instantly covered the green light.

"Oh no, the butcher is going to fight to the death!" I was shocked and said to Wu Sheng who was not far away: "Let's attack together and kill him!"

After I finished speaking, I flashed with a pig-killing knife in my hand and quickly attacked the butcher.

However, just as I started, the butcher's figure suddenly flashed and then completely disappeared in the rolling blood mist.

"Why did you run away?" I was startled, but the next second I shuddered in my heart and couldn't help but shouting in surprise: "Old Wu, be careful!"

But it was too late.

A cold knife flashed behind Wu Sheng, and then there was the sound of the knife cutting flesh. The butcher suddenly appeared behind Wu Sheng with a pig-killing knife in his hand and chopped Wu Sheng's back with

one knife. This knife made Wu Sheng shudder all over, and the whole person was chopped and flew out by the huge force, hitting the wall hard, and fell to the ground and didn't move.

One knife made Wu Sheng's life or death unknown!

"Fuck your mother!" I roared with red eyes, and then shook my wings, holding the soul-cutting knife and instantly came in front of the butcher.

"Buzz..."

A trembling sound came out, but it was a deep blue arc of electricity, which instantly wrapped the Soul-Slaying Knife, and then I chopped it out fiercely.

"Hehe, in my Blood-Transforming Great Law, you can't even touch the corner of my clothes, what can you use to fight me?"

I chopped the knife with great force again, but the figure of the butcher disappeared in the rolling blood mist, and his voice also rang in the blood mist.

"You take Lao Wu away first, and leave him to me." Mao Buhui's voice came out, and I gritted my teeth when I heard it. Although I was unwilling, I also knew that with my strength, I really couldn't kill the butcher now.

After all, he is the master of the evil sky, and he is of the same generation as my master. It's like letting the evil sky fight my master, there is no chance of winning.

"Damn it." I cursed inwardly, and then I flashed, picked up Wu Sheng, and rushed out of the tomb.

"Want to leave?" The butcher's voice rang again: "Can you get away?"

Endless wronged souls suddenly blocked the door of the tomb, and they were like crazy, baring their teeth and claws and roaring wildly at me.

"Get out of the way!" I was not afraid at all, holding the Soul-Slaying Knife and killing directly.

At this moment, the azure arc almost wrapped half of my body. Every time I chopped with the knife, there was a surge of thunder and lightning. In an instant, the wronged souls rushing in the front were like straw, being harvested by me one by one.

But there were too many wronged souls. For every one I killed, another one came back. Moreover, these wronged souls knew the power of the Soul-Cutting Knife in my hand, so they stopped attacking and blocked the door of the tomb to prevent me from leaving.

"It seems that you are determined to die here!" Mao Buhui took a deep breath and said in a cold voice, "In that case, I will grant your wish."

As the words fell, his eyes suddenly condensed, and the majestic Qi instantly gathered at his spirit platform.

At this moment, his spirit platform was actually flashing with green light, as if a god lived inside, mysterious and solemn.

Then, he suddenly put his hands together, formed an extremely complicated seal, and shouted: "Come on, sword!" A trembling sound of

"hum..."

followed by a terrifying energy gushing out from Mao Buhui's spirit platform.

The next second, an ancient sword handle with a green glow slowly emerged from Mao Buhui's head.