"I didn't expect that when you meet again, you can not only see my true body, but also your strength is several times stronger than before."

The black shadow was forced to retreat, and he shook slightly, showing his body.

This face that Qin Sang once knew very well showed his identity, which was the lost Flying Yasha.

From his mouth, a strange voice was made, hoarse and low, and when speaking, it gave people a very difficult feeling, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time.

Feitian Yasha had no independent consciousness before, he looked dull, and could only obey his master's orders. Every action was accompanied by blood and killing.

It has changed now.

Although his body was still full of corpse energy, he could recognize his identity as a corpse refiner at a glance, but his expression was much more vivid than before. His black eyes turned gently and he stared at Qin Sang with a strange look.

It looks like a living person.

Qin Sang's pupils shrank, and he knew that this ghost must have been born with sanity, but he did not expect that he was so sanity, no different from a normal person.

Is this what it was, or is Feitian Yasha's memory not completely gone and was fused by ghosts?

What shocked Qin Sang even more was that before he was taken away, Feitian Yasha's cultivation was only equivalent to that of a cultivator in the early stage of the Killing Pill. The strength he showed in the short collision just now was not weaker than him!

"Who are you?"

Qin Sang asked coldly, but hesitated at all in his hand. He reached out to recall the ebony sword and gently stroked his fingers.

The ebony sword turned sharply in the air, and countless sword energy and sword lights burst out, turning into a bright sword wheel, instantly eliminating the dancing bone dust in the sky.

The sword wheel descended from the sky, covering all directions, suppressing the flying yaksha.

He would not show any mercy to the ghosts that took Feitian Yasha away and decided to kill the other party as soon as possible to avoid preparing for the other party and causing trouble.

Feitian Yasha showed a hint of confusion on his face and said quietly: "Yes... who am I... I don't remember! There seems to be a word white in my previous name...why, just call me white."

When he responded to Qin Sang, the sword wheel was like a strange flower, blooming to the extreme.

There was no fear in Bai's eyes. He looked up at the sword wheel slightly and stretched out his ghost hand forward, as if it was slow and fast, suddenly turned into countless ghost claw shadows.

For a moment, the bone dust between the two was swept away and the space was divided into two halves.

Half is a sword wheel with a rainbow of momentum and invincible momentum.

The other half was dark and filled with corpse energy. The outline of the ghost claws was almost impossible to see. It seemed that the sky was full of ghost claws, and the momentum was not inferior to that of the sword wheel.

"My flesh and blood rotted, and I don't know when it will be crushed into dust... Memories withered and decayed like the soul, leaving only this lonely soul, trapped in this world... Confused, persistent... for an almost impossible obsession. Perhaps, in another thousand years, ten thousand years, the soul will completely disappear. Thank you for sending me this body, so that I finally see a glimmer of hope."

Bai seemed to be familiar with how to speak, his speech speed became faster and his pronunciation became clearer and smoother. He was very happy to speak, as if he was communicating with Qin Sang, and it was like talking to himself. The content was mysterious and confusing.

The ghost hand stirred up Fengyun and transformed into tens of millions, taking the sword wheel attack with an extremely tough posture.

The sword energy in the sword wheel is destroyed and is torn apart by the ghost claws, and some ghost claws are also cut into pieces by the sword energy.

But the sword light that is differentiated from the real sword light will not only not be affected by the ghost claws, but will be even more dazzling, supporting the skeleton of the sword wheel, which is extremely sharp and strangled with claw shadows.

There was a constant rumbling sound.

The thousands of claw shadows were instantly broken by the sword wheel. Seeing this, the white throat snorted coldly.

‘Swoosh!’

In an instant, the claw shadow suddenly pulled inward and merged into the white arm.

At the same time, the corpse energy was completely withdrawn, and the arms were revealed, as black as black iron. As the fingers were tweaking, the joints made a sound of metal and iron colliding, as if they were made of iron and stone.

The sword ring ant is about to approach.

The white eyeball moved, his palms were clenched, and he suddenly slapped at the center of the sword wheel. A huge shadow of ghost claws easily tear apart the sword energy and penetrated into the sword wheel.

'boom!'

The power of this ghost claw shadow is far from comparable to the previous phantom. Not only is it not cut off by the sword wheel, but it is also stirred up heavily inside. The sword wheel falls into a brief stagnation, and there are some signs of instability.

Qin Sang's face darkened, and he pinched his hands to remember the sword wheel, and the extremely dazzling sword light turned into a thick beam of light, shaking the ghost claws and stabbing Bai's true body at an astonishing speed.

Seeing this scene, Bai's eyes narrowed and his figure retreated suddenly, but it was still not as fast as the light column, and he was eventually submerged in the light column.

The light column carries the power of the sword wheel, and the aftermath has been rushing out far away before it has dissipated. Several bone mountains behind Bai were penetrated by the light column, leaving a row of large holes.

'when!'

The light column dissipated and an unexpected scene appeared.

Bai was intact and unharmed. His arm was still raised high and blocked in front of him. The corpse energy in his palm surged, forming a solid barrier, and even forcibly resisted the body of the ebony sword.

The ebony sword trembled, and the sword light was sucking and spitting, unable to penetrate the corpse energy. Seeing this, Qin Sang had to take back the ebony sword, and his eyes looked at Bai with a little more solemnity.

This time, it was a real fight. Both of them suffered no losses, but it seemed difficult to defeat the other party.

"You have good strength, but it's not enough to suppress me."

Bai said lightly.

"Is that true?"

Qin Sang snorted coldly, and the wings behind him shook. The coffin of the sky flew out of his body and changed rapidly in the air. There was only a crisp sound. The coffin board turned into pieces of armor, tightly attached to the incarnation, and turned into a pair of armor.

The next moment, the incarnation's eyelids moved slightly, their eyes opened, red as blood, and there was a hint of madness and bloodthirst in the depths of their pupils, which was shocking.

At the same time, Qin Sang looked straight into his incarnation eyes, secretly activated the secret technique, forcibly suppressing the demonic thoughts that the incarnation was backfiring.

The blood in the incarnation's eyes gradually faded, and he stood silently behind Qin Sang.

Sensing the aura of the incarnation, a strange color flashed through the white black eyes, and his expression was solemn, "Your methods are really emerging one after another, and there is an incarnation with an external strength that is no less than the original body."

Hearing this, Qin Sang glanced deeply, and he could see the identity of the incarnation at a glance.

"What about him?"

Qin Sang snorted coldly and ordered his incarnation to take action.

He and his body transformed from left to right, and rushed towards Bai together.

Qin Sang once again activated the ebony sword and transformed into a sword wheel, with a three-pointer stronger than before.

The external incarnation was not to be outdone. He was wearing armor and holding a blood sword.

This blood sword unexpectedly fits the external incarnation.

When Qin Sang Gang transformed into the Blood Sword, he carefully checked that there was no secret note left by others in the Blood Sword.

When searching for the soul, he also knew the origin of the Blood Sword. It was an unexpected acquisition by a young man surnamed Fang, and it was not a reward from the ancestor of Black Snake Mountain, so he left it to the incarnation as a weapon.
Chapter completed!