Chapter 1363 Doubt of Life Experience (71)

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However, Wang Zeyuan seemed to feel the killing intent.

That body suddenly softened, like a loach, dodging the tip of Yang Zimei's sword, and a thick layer of black and white air suddenly appeared on his body, like a dungeon armor, surrounding him...

Yang Zimei's sword wanted to stab it again, but it seemed like it was stabbing on a copper wall and couldn't get in.

With a wrist, the sword flower trembled, exhausted the whole body's true energy, and Mo Xiejian stabbed again...

Zheng!

Mo Xiejian let out a mournful cry.

The blade is broken in two!

The tip of the sword fell to the ground!

Yang Zimei's mouth was shocked with blood, and he took a staggering step back.

Xuehu stretched out his hand to support her, quickly instilling her vitality and replenishing the energy she consumed.

At this time, the stealth of the two has also failed.

Wang Zeyuan glanced at them and stomped his feet.

I saw his body flashed and disappeared from the other mouth of the room.

"Xuehu, catch up with him!"

Yang Zimei didn't care that her vitality was damaged, she picked up the half of the sword tip on the ground and said to Xuehu.

Xuehu shook his head, "Girl, you are not his opponent for the time being, so don't chase him."

"Can't you beat him too?"

Yang Zimei looked at the Mo Xiejian that was broken in two with heartache.

This ancient sword was actually broken by her like this today.

"Girl, the sword is broken, I can help you stitch it up again, but that person, we still need to think about it in the long run."

Xuehu reached out and touched her head.

Yang Zimei glanced at him, thinking of the blood pact between the snake clan and the fox clan he said, and silently put the broken sword into the storage ring.

"Xuehu, why is the breath on his body so powerful?"

Regarding the strength of her sword, Yang Zimei was confident that she could pierce through even a copper wall.

However, it couldn't pierce the breath of Wang Zeyuan's body.

"You should see that in his aura, there are millions of unjust souls!"

Xuehu said helplessly, "That stove was originally used by him to cultivate this Dunjia."

Yang Zimei took out the incense burner-like thing from the storage ring, "This?"

Snow Lake nodded.

Yang Zimei finally understood why he wanted a large number of people to die here. It turned out that it was all to use his soul to cultivate his armor.

Because those souls were fused and digested, she just felt that the black and white aura on his body was strange, but she could not know that it was composed of the fusion of millions of souls.

No wonder a sharp sword, like Mo Xie, cannot be conquered!

What a vicious sorcery!

Vicious people!

With such a strong protective layer, how should she deal with him in the future?

Yang Zimei was tangled, and completely understood that the words of the strong have their own strong hands.

"I was too impulsive just now. I forgot to look in the mirror to see if he was a snake demon."

Yang Zimei looked at Xuehu and said, "If it weren't for the snake demon, you could have dealt with him."

Snow Lake nodded.

"Get out, this place is really annoying."

Yang Zimei looked around the room. Thinking of Wang Zeyuan's wretched actions on the wax figure of Long Caiyun just now, he stretched out his feet and smashed the wax figure to shreds, so as to prevent such disgusting things from happening again.

Long Caiyun is Long Zhutian's mother, and in a sense, she is also her mother.

I can't stand being insulted like this.

Out of the basement, back to the shore, and found that Sadako was gone.

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