"Where's Lin Jingyuan?"
Duan Zhen watched several family heads walk out of Su Mansion and then took the lead to follow Lin Jingyuan.
But when he was thinking about how to use the soul code to distort what the other party saw today, he found that the old man in his sight suddenly disappeared.
In the last breath, the other party clearly never left his sight.
"Something weird..."
Duan Zhen couldn't help but be shocked when he saw this big living person suddenly disappearing in front of his eyes.
A Dharma-level master suddenly disappeared in the night shrouded by the life-suppressing formation, in the silence surrounding nothing.
And at this moment, the breath left behind by his footsteps also dissipated.
Duan Zhen's figure, who was about to take action, suddenly stopped.
He also looked up at the scene at the top of the sky, which gave people an extremely warm and life-saving light, and the atmosphere around him sank again.
He sniffed the air around him very carefully, and suddenly smelled the smell of blood.
That is human blood.
Since the fourth level of the gene lock was opened, his senses have also reached the level of sensitivity at the cellular level, and he is extremely sensitive to the smell of blood.
It was just a drop of blood, and it was the same as Lin Jingyuan's breath.
"died?"
Duan Zhen's eyes showed a cold light, looking at the bluestone ground not far away and the surrounding dim environment, he gently clenched his fist.
He was following several family heads this time just to use the power of the Soul Code to blur their memories of today, so that they would not be too shocked and take them seriously.
He never thought that the head of the Lin family would die in front of him, and he still hadn't found out who was responsible.
Vendetta?
Duan Zhen thought for a while and then shook his head.
The head of the Lin family was not Lin Jingyuan, but his brother.
At that time, Longchuan City was robbed, and two heads of the five major families died. Among them, the original heads of the Lin family and Zhao family had already died.
The two people who came to the Su Mansion tonight were the surviving old Dharma ministers from two families.
Moreover, Lin Jingyuan's strength is actually not very advanced, and he can only reach the basic level of Dharma.
Can he provoke enemies of this level?
Even if Duan Zhen uses all his methods at this moment, there is no guarantee that he can evaporate in the blink of an eye.
The night got deeper and deeper, and the sudden smell of blood in the air slowly dissipated.
The next moment, Duan Zhen saw a figure shrouded in crimson blood, gradually emerging from the bluestone ground where Lin Jingyuan disappeared.
This figure's face is blurred and cannot be seen, his height is the same as that of an ordinary person, and he is holding a long sword in his hand.
The sword was deeper and heavier than the red shadow around it, as if it was soaked in endless blood, exuding a bit of bone-chilling coldness.
"This sword..."
Duan Zhen couldn't help but take a deep breath when he saw this scene.
After returning from the world of wind and cloud, he used the high-level split transformation technique exchanged by the demon Duan Zhen in the main god space to sneak into Longchuan City.
At that time, Qingyuan Guard was still walking on thin ice, and he also attacked a group of strange troops attacking the city in the city gate area.
At that time, he killed seven evil-level monsters, and the strongest one among them was the red figure in front of him.
That sword particularly impressed him.
Later, when he changed his appearance and came into contact with Qingyuan Guard as Junior Brother Su Chun'an, he also learned about this weird name.
Sword Demon.
A notorious being among the evil-level monsters, he has attacked several small towns before, and he can also attack with a life-suppressing formation, and he has never died once.
But later, it was angered by Duan Zhen's kite-like fighting skills, and it forcibly expanded the kind of field that can pull people into an illusory space, and was killed by Duan Zhen.
"Has he been resurrected?"
Duan Zhen suddenly smiled when he saw that the sword ghost seemed to be staring at the direction of Su Mansion.
He took a gentle step, revealing his entire figure hidden in the night.
"Da da da."
In the long street late at night, heavy footsteps suddenly sounded, like wandering on a moonlit night, extremely pleasant.
But in the surrounding air, there was a low roar, as if there was an unknown existence sobbing and roaring in the night, venting the resentment and pain in the heart.
The sword ghost holding the long sword in the distance suddenly stopped.
Its gaze slowly turned and looked in the direction Duan Zhen was walking from.
"Human race..."
The sword demon's body was still shrouded in a red light curtain, and its expression could not be seen clearly. The only way to understand its emotions was through the deep and bone-chilling voice.
Cold, sharp, and gloomy.
It looked at Duan Zhen's appearance, and showed a cruel smile as he spoke, saying: "A human race in the blood coagulation realm met me instead of staying at home at night."
Duan Zhen continued to walk. At this moment, his body was in a youthful state. According to the level of strength, his blood coagulation was also complete.
When he heard the sword ghost speak, he couldn't help but smile slightly and said: "Your sword is very ordinary."
In his sight, he looked at the long sword in Sword Demon's hand and commented casually.
But just such a straightforward sentence seemed to detonate the sword ghost's mood.
In a daze, it seemed to recall many past events.
That human race, that human race that killed him with despicable means, that human race that made him suffer from the pain of reincarnation for a full year!
"It's you!"
The blood-red shadow around the sword ghost suddenly swayed, and his voice turned into a bone-chilling chill.
It stared at Duan Zhen. Although no one could see its face, the anger and resentment seemed to be real.
Unexpectedly, when it entered Longchuan City on the first night after its resurrection, it would encounter the human race who killed it!
"it's me."
Duan Zhen completely ignored the other party's anger and looked behind him.
In that corner, there was a slightly older figure lying on the ground. His aura was the same as that of the head of the Lin family.
Lin Jingyuan is really dead.
"Human! I want your life!"
The sword ghost saw Duan Zhen distracted for a moment, but he didn't say another word and suddenly moved.
Its body turned into a ray of red light that was so fast that it only left an afterimage in the line of sight, shooting towards Duan Zhen.
At the same time, a layer of distorted light began to rise in the space around it, almost exactly the same as the fuzzy field in between.
"Boom boom boom!"
The next moment, it and Duan Zhen disappeared into the entire long street at the same time.
Whirring whirring!
A slight sound of wind passed by, causing wisps of light and shadow.
Duan Zhen raised his hand to block it, and felt a heavy shock and sharp force, entering his body from his palm and exploding layer by layer.
He blocked the slashing sword and stepped forward.
"boom!"
The air seemed to be hit by this extremely fast mid-level kick, causing a sonic boom, and ripples suddenly rose up.
But Duan Zhen turned around quickly and turned his feet abruptly.
He used an iron bridge to avoid the sudden sword light above his head and took five or six steps back.
"I haven't seen you for a year, and I've made a lot of progress."
Duan Zhen narrowed his eyes and glanced at the hazy and illusory scene around him. After experiencing the collision with the sword demon in just a few moves, he calmly spoke.
After the resurrection, the sword ghost actually broke through from the level between the initial and middle levels of the Dharma Appearance to the high level of the Dharma Appearance.
Moreover, the pure strength and speed are not inferior to itself at all.
He obviously died once, but his strength rose to a higher level after his resurrection.
Such weirdness actually goes against the laws of nature.
"You human race..."
The sword ghost also stood aside, his figure constantly flickering and jumping.
After just a few moves, it was even more surprised than Duan Zhen.
In just one year, this human race, which had just stepped onto the initial stage of the Dharma, was as strong as its own after experiencing the pain of reincarnation.
Thinking of this, it seemed to recall the endless pain, and the red light around it ignited again.
"Boom boom boom!"
The next moment, it turned into a curtain of blood and clung to it.
Outside the field, in the silent night streets, there was a slight breeze, which seemed to reveal the unrest of this night.
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