Chapter 267 The Extremely Fast Knife

When I saw that burly figure, my face lit up immediately and I hurriedly called out, "Uncle Cook."

"Yeah." He nodded at me, then came to me with an oversized kitchen knife in his hand, looked me up and down, then grinned and said, "Not bad, at least I didn't lose my soul, and I didn't embarrass your master."

I laughed dryly and whispered, "Uncle Cook, Hu Zi's soul is trapped by the soul-guiding lamp, save Hu Zi first."

After the remaining wronged souls and ghosts were gone, Hu Zi's soul drilled into the soul-guiding lamp very smoothly, and I saw him circling around the wick of the soul-guiding lamp, trying to fly into the wick from time to time, but perhaps because the power emitted by the wick was too strong, Hu Zi didn't dare to rush up for a while.

But if it were a while later, it would be hard to say.

"Pao Zhen, I haven't seen you for ten years, but your knife is still as sharp as before." The soul-guiding old man said with a gloomy face, "I just don't know if you can still kill a group of ghosts with one knife like you did ten years ago."

"Haha, I was able to kill one of your substitutes ten years ago, so I can still do it today, ten years later." Pao Zhen was holding the kitchen knife. Although he didn't make any other movements, just standing there gave people a feeling of extreme dominance and security.

In particular, his bronze muscles were glowing with a faint light in the night. It felt as if his body was made of steel, which was extremely shocking.

"Okay, originally, I was going to take this kid's soul first, and then settle the old accounts with you from ten years ago, but since you're here, let's settle the old and new accounts at once!"

After the soul-guiding old man finished speaking, he tapped the ground with his toes. The old man, who was originally hunched over and looked like a frail old man with a candle, became as light as a flying bird and landed on the abandoned millstone.

Then, there was a "pop" sound, and he stretched out his hand and grabbed the pole of the soul-guiding lamp.

The moment his dry palm grabbed the pole, he was immediately shocked, and then his temperament changed drastically.

Originally, although he exuded an extremely sinister aura, he gave people a feeling of being old and frail, like an old man who could die at any time.

But at this moment, after he grabbed the lamp pole of the soul-guiding lamp, his originally hunched back actually straightened up, and his turbid eyes began to flash with an evil light in the dark night. A ray of gloomy ghost energy suddenly erupted in his body and raged on his body surface. Even

his messy hair moved automatically without wind in the night, just like an old lion king. Although he was old, his power was not reduced at all compared to when he was young.

After seeing this scene, I couldn't help swallowing my saliva and muttered in my heart: "Is this... the style of the world's top ten masters? They haven't even started fighting, but the aura they exude is so strong?"

I think I have seen many masters, but those people are still a little bit behind the soul-guiding old man in front of me.

Because the soul-guiding old man can be said to be one of the top masters in the cultivation world, and those I have seen before are either thousand-year-old ghosts, or yellow-skinned monsters, or people who can be called masters but are still some distance away from the top.

For example, Xiang Lao San and his master, and Shadow Taoist.

"It seems that you haven't been idle in the past ten years." Pao Zhen suddenly laughed, then held the kitchen knife tightly and made a knife flower in front of him.

"Pao Zhen, ten years ago, you killed a group of ghosts with one sword each, and then you chopped off my substitute that I had been cultivating for nearly ten years. I have always remembered this vengeance in my heart. Today, I want to avenge my past shame and return you tenfold the pain I endured ten years ago."

The soul-guiding old man's voice was grim, and his eyes showed murderous intent.

As his voice fell, he pinched a seal with one hand, his eyes flashed, and he shouted: "The wronged souls in all directions, the fierce ghosts in all directions, those who obey me will prosper, and those who disobey me will perish. Use my spirit and turn it into spirit. Those who eat my spirit, obey my command and kill this colleague!"

As the soul-guiding old man's voice fell, his face suddenly turned red, and his cheeks bulged high.

Then, there was a "puff" sound, and he suddenly spurted out a mouthful of milky white air.

When this air was ejected, low sobs were heard from all directions, and the eerie ghost air suddenly spread out. Then, countless fierce ghosts gathered from all directions. They started to fight for the air in the air like hungry ghosts. 7K妏敩

The air was eaten by countless wronged ghosts. Then, they all surrounded the soul-guiding old man with red eyes, staring at Pao Zhen.

"Kill this guy!" The soul-guiding old man held the soul-guiding lamp, raised his hand and pointed at Pao Zhen from a distance.

Then, I heard the sound of ghosts crying in the dark night, and those wandering ghosts were like crazy, rushing towards Pao Zhen.

My God!

There were too many wronged ghosts. Looking around, it was a dark pressure. At this moment, they gathered together, like a dark cloud, rolling and surging towards Pao Zhen and me.

I was so frightened by this scene that my scalp tingled and my whole body was cold. I almost took a step back subconsciously.

But Pao Zhen was calm and composed, and even grinned and laughed.

Then, he slowly turned his head and looked at me with his eyes shining with brilliance. He said in a deep voice, "Boy, watch out, this is my swordsmanship."

After he finished speaking, his expression turned cold, and his eyes that were shining brightly in the dark night suddenly condensed. Then, he whispered, "Pao family ancestors, now that the descendants of the Pao family are besieged by hundreds of ghosts, they have no choice but to reproduce the Pao family swordsmanship and break the ancestral training. I hope the Pao family ancestors will not blame me."

As his voice fell, he stomped his feet fiercely, and then, like a tiger, he plunged into the dark cloud.

"Uncle Pao!"

I was shocked, and cold sweat flowed out.

You know, the dark cloud was formed by countless wronged souls and fierce ghosts gathered together. Who knows how many fierce ghosts are hidden in it, and Pao Zhen actually jumped right in?

Isn't this... too reckless!

But then, I widened my eyes and was shocked. I

heard a loud shout from the dark cloud: "The first style of the pig-killing knife method, night battle in Liancheng with wind and rain!"

As Pao Zhen's loud shout fell, suddenly I saw a ray of knife light emanating from the dark cloud. This knife light was extremely sharp. As soon as it appeared, it actually cut a hole in the dark cloud.

But this is not the end.

This blade light was like a trigger, and as this blade light burst out, countless blade lights suddenly rose up together, they intertwined with each other, forming a large net composed of sharp blade energy, the net was airtight, let alone those ghosts, even the wind and rain could not blow in, could not get in.

The blade light was raging, the wind was howling, the originally thick dark clouds were strangled by the blade light at this moment, and the burly man finally appeared in front of me again.

He held a pig-killing knife in his hand, and his tall figure was like an iron tower, standing in the dark night.

He only slashed with his sword, and killed countless wronged souls and ghosts. The rest of the wronged souls and ghosts were also frightened and fled in all directions, but because they had shared the spirit of the soul-guiding old man, they did not dare to leave and could only hover over Pao Zhen's head.

"This... is Uncle Pao's pig-killing sword? This is too... powerful!"

I stared with my eyes wide open, already dumbfounded.

With just one sword, the wronged souls and ghosts were killed and scattered. That feeling was like mowing the grass, without any effort at all.

This is not just powerful, it is simply abnormally powerful!

"Okay, very good, I admit that your knife is indeed fast and powerful, but I have been preparing for a long time to kill you. I want to see how many wronged souls and ghosts you can kill with just your knife!"

The soul-guiding old man screamed in the distance, and then he exhaled again.

With the exhalation of this breath, his spirit and energy obviously weakened a lot, and the wronged souls and ghosts who survived before also became excited and began to compete for it.

Not only the wronged souls and ghosts who survived, but also countless new wronged souls were attracted. After they swallowed the breath exhaled by the soul-guiding old man, they seemed to be injected with chicken blood and continued to attack Pao Zhen.

"Come on a hundred, I'll kill a hundred, come on a thousand, I'll chop off a thousand, what do I, Pao Zhen, have to fear!" Pao Zhen grinned and said loudly: "I do have only one knife, my Pao family also has only one knife, but it is this knife that has allowed my Pao family to stand in the martial arts world for two thousand years. The martial arts world of two thousand years can't do anything to my Pao family, so what can you, the soul-guiding old man, do to me!"

Pao Zhen's voice was like thunder, shaking the four fields. After he finished speaking, he raised his head and roared wildly, and then he suddenly raised the kitchen knife in his hand and raised it over his head.

"Boy, watch carefully, this knife is called...drawing a knife to cut off the water quickly and silently!"

As Pao Zhen's voice fell, I saw his arm holding the pig-killing knife suddenly move.

His movements were really too fast. I only felt a flash in front of my eyes, and then a dazzling knife light was chopped out.

At that moment, Pao Zhen's knife even left a trail of afterimages. Even though the dazzling blade light had been swung out, the afterimage was engraved in the void and did not dissipate for a long time.

It was an extremely simple knife, which only highlighted one word: fast!

Fast enough to leave no trace, fast enough to scare ghosts and gods, so fast that no one could react to this knife.

The dazzling blade light chopped away, and wherever it passed, the void trembled and the air made a mournful sound. Those fierce ghosts who were originally like chickens with blood were harvested in pieces like straw, and their souls were scattered in an instant.

But the number of fierce ghosts was too large. No matter how powerful and domineering Pao Zhen's knife skills were, it was impossible to kill hundreds or thousands of fierce ghosts with one knife.

I saw him suddenly narrow his eyes, locking onto the soul-guiding old man.

The soul-guiding old man's face changed, and then he retreated at high speed with a panicked look on his face.

"Oh, you want to run?" Pao Zhen sneered, and then said to me: "Watch out, this knife is called...lift the knife out of the forbidden area!"

As his voice fell, I saw his figure flash suddenly, like a brave lion, exuding a momentum of "I will go forward even if there are thousands of people against me".

His speed was too fast, and it gave me the illusion that it was not his body movement that was fast, but his knife that was pulling him to rush forward at high speed.

The next moment, I heard a "puff" sound, and Pao Zhen instantly passed through the group of ghosts and came in front of the soul-guiding old man.

His knife pierced straight into the soul-guiding old man's chest.

"You, you..." The soul-guiding old man stared at Pao Zhen with his eyes wide open, looking at him in disbelief. He opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but Pao Zhen didn't give him a chance.

I saw Pao Zhen grinning, and then he uttered a word that shocked me.

"This move is called butchering an ox!"

As the words fell, he suddenly pulled out the pig-killing knife, and then his wrist shook wildly, and the pig-killing knife made a series of knife flowers in front of him.

Fast, Pao Zhen's knife was really too fast. I could only see the flashes of knife light accompanied by blood and minced meat flashing in the air. As for how Pao Zhen drew his knife, I couldn't see it clearly. About

a few seconds later, I heard a "clang" sound, but it was Pao Zhen sheathing the knife.

The upper body of the soul-guiding old man had long since lost all flesh and blood, leaving only a pile of...white bones!