Chapter 599: His name can stop a ghost baby from crying and help an errant young woman to become a good woman.

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"System, strengthen."

A million ghost energy flowers bloomed, and the fire of nothingness burned. Gradually, the small iron sword in Jiang Chen's hand that had lost all its breath regained a trace of edge.

Tie Zhu and Evil Body were both startled, and the hairs on their bodies started to rise instinctively.

They felt the same terrifying crisis as when Zhao Qingcheng took action before, and it was getting stronger little by little, becoming more and more alarming.

"What's going on here?"

The evil body spoke subconsciously.

"Don't be afraid, second uncle. My father is very capable. Don't be surprised by anything he does. Have you seen the ghost in the hammer? Let me tell you secretly, that thing is called the Yin Shen Puppet!"

The mysterious secret path of Tiezhu.

The evil body couldn't help but stare when he heard this.

Yin Shen!

Brother, does he still have a relationship in this area?

"Second uncle, let's go farther away. My father is not as good-tempered as you can see. If he fails to repair this thing, he might be blamed for being too close, which affects his performance."

Tie Zhu spoke again, and the evil body walked away and the dragon retreated a thousand meters away to watch.

Next, they were shocked by the scene in front of them, and their minds were buzzing.

After ten breaths, the sword intent reached the same level as when Zhao Qingcheng slashed out before, but its improvement has not stopped and is still continuing!

Gradually, the air within a kilometer radius was filled with powerful sword energy, and the faint ringing could make people's scalp numb.

The moment he heard this sound, Tie Zhu, the eight-step king, felt as if his life was hanging by a thread.

"What a bitch! What is my dad doing? Not only repairing this thing, but also refining it to make it stronger?"

Tie Zhu couldn't help but sigh.

The evil body on the side was also in a state of turmoil, and his speculation about his elder brother's strength was raised to another level.

Finally, just when the sword light was so powerful that both of them could hardly bear it, they finally stopped.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for getting Immortal Finger +1 (one of the Six Sword Tablets of Zhenyuan)!"

At this moment, Jiang Chen looked at his hand. The little sword was no longer completely black, but had become a bit shiny white, with a hint of bone texture. It really looked more like an immortal's finger.

The most important thing is that its current power is several times stronger than when Zhao Qingcheng used it!

He held it in his hand and felt it, then studied it carefully and tried to swing it towards a bloody tall building.

"boom"

Smoke and dust were everywhere, and Jiang Chen himself didn't even see how Jianguang got out. The indestructible blood building was missing the top two floors.

"This power, before I take any serious action, is basically equivalent to a six-step king's strike in the penalty area. If I instill a little more demonic power..."

He murmured and began to input demonic power this time. The next moment, the faces of the iron pillars and evil bodies in the sky changed drastically, and they turned around and ran away.

There was another loud noise.

A bloody building disappeared, leaving only its foundation.

"Cough, cough, cough!" Jiang Chen coughed violently. His whole figure seemed to have suffered a catastrophe. He was so thin that he was only skin and bones, his eyes were sunken, and his breath was sluggish.

"Fuck, this thing..."

"More powerful than a forty-year-old woman!"

Just now he just wanted to make a small move, but he didn't expect that once the demonic power was lost, he couldn't stop it. He was suddenly drained of all the strength in his body, and even lost 90% of his blood energy, so he could barely avoid being sucked to death.

Jiang Chen was still cursing while pouring the elixir into his mouth.

After his body recovered a little, he looked at the horrific traces on the ground and couldn't help but nod frequently.

"Although the consumption is terrifying, the power... is better than the most powerful blow."

When he took action earlier, he vaguely saw an invisible sword light coming down, which really gave him the supreme aura of an immortal's falling fingers.

Jiang Chen couldn't help but compare it in his mind. Perhaps this blow, in terms of power alone, has reached the level of the finger that the master of the Weapon Sect hit on him when he was above the Blood River of Forgotten River.

"No, it's not enough!"

There was a hint of madness in his eyes.

"System, strengthen it again."

"..."

On the other side, a man who had exited three thousand meters looked at each other with lingering fear.

"I'll go! This blow is even comparable to the strongest one. My dad is so fierce!" Tie Zhu sighed, but couldn't help but feel complacent: "It's great, great! My old Jiang family's inheritance is so rich. , after his old man dies, this sword can’t be returned to me? Hehehe~”

Smiling, its expression suddenly froze, and it glanced warily at Jiang Chen's evil body on one side.

There seems to be another strong contender for the legacy here.

However, Jiang Chen's evil body didn't think so much. At this moment, it was trembling all over, its face was frightened, and it was obviously in a state of extreme nervousness.

"Good nephew, tell me about our father... well, I mean my eldest brother and your father, who is he outside? How can you make an abandoned treasure play a role by just repairing it? Such terrifying power..."

Seeing this, Tie Zhu rolled his eyes.

If my father is described as heinous, can this second uncle be wiser and take the initiative to reduce the contact between the two families, so that they will not fight for his inheritance in the future?

At the thought of this, it shook its head and sighed.

"Hey, second uncle, my nephew didn't want to tell you at first, for fear of scaring you, but now that you've asked, I can't hide it anymore."

"The massacre of people in Kyushu, the mourners in the Valley of the Spirits, the public enemies of reincarnation, the most terrifying strange stories at midnight..."

"All of these names combined cannot describe one percent of how vicious my father is!"

"His name, mentioned at night, can stop a ghost baby from crying, make a ghost young woman become a good person, make the cruel and cruel dark alliance members help an old lady cross the road, and make the superior reincarnations grind their teeth."

"Let me tell you this, it has been more than a month since my father debuted. During this time, the world has undergone major changes. The world of strange people has been in turmoil, and the number of deaths has exceeded the previous three years combined."

"It can be said that my father is synonymous with blood and the embodiment of death. Wherever he has been, many dogs have died."

"And the cruelty of his methods is rare in the entire world of strange people..."

Tie Zhu kept talking, and in its mouth, Jiang Chen seemed to have become an evil star that brought huge disasters. He himself was also extremely evil, and he would feel uncomfortable if he didn't do a few bad things a day.

Torturing people is his biggest hobby, and killing is his spiritual food. He can't sleep normally without listening to other people's painful wails.

The more the evil body listened, the more frightened it became.

In the end, he almost covered his face and cried bitterly.

What the hell have I done!

Only a trace of conscience was extracted from a villain who had been a villain for centuries, and he was able to create such a good body like himself.

For a moment, it felt huge pressure, and it felt like it was carrying too many things.

Why do I always feel that if I don't commit suicide and return to my elder brother's body and restrain him, he will destroy the world in two days?

Just when Jiang Chen's evil body was extremely entangled and his inner drama was full of drama.

"boom--"

A shocking sword intent spread out, covering a radius of three thousand meters.