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A person fell to the ground. His eyes under the mask were filled with disbelief.

The one who fell was not the fourth brother, but the third brother, tall and skinny like a bamboo shoot.

The Four Devils of Nanshan traveled through the world together for countless years, going through countless trials and hardships. Now that one of them had died, it proved one thing: ghosts could still be killed.

That's right! Ghosts could be killed, and they were all fake ghosts. But now, someone had become a real ghost.

Just when everyone thought that Chang Lou was going to fight to the death with the fourth elder, he suddenly reversed his sword and slashed at the third elder who was fighting the world to the death.

Everything had happened in such a short amount of time that even the experts who had just arrived were unable to react in time.

The fact that Chang Lou was able to kill Third Elder Ghost with one sword strike was also due to luck. He looked down on the building that only had a cultivation level of the Natal Opening Realm and did not put him in his eyes. Thus, he relaxed.

Relaxing was the main reason for the death of the experts. As soon as Ghost Ol 'Three relaxed, he was killed by Chang Lou in a headless manner.

"Third Bro …"

After all these years of living together, the Four Devils of Nanshan had a deep relationship with each other. Now that the third brother had died, the other three brothers were grieving for the ancestral hall.

Of the four ghosts of South Mountain, number two and number three had the best relationship.

The harpoon was like the reaper's life reaping scythe, directly piercing towards Chang Lou.

Holding the black harpoon in his hand, the second brother looked very much like an old fisherman, and Chang Lou was that pitiful fish.

A good fisherman could end the life of a poor fish, and a second brother was a good fisherman.

In that instant, Chang Lou seemed to have returned to the scene from his previous life where he fought against the "Central State Divine Spear".

At that time, because he was exhausted, he was very weak. Facing that fatal attack, he was very helpless, very lonely, and truly felt the arrival of death.

After that time, he died.

Would he die this time?

Chang Lou instinctively swung the willow leaf sword, and the sword swept through nothing, causing a series of whooshing sounds in the air.

"Ghost second brother, how could you forget about me!"

The most powerful strike of the Sword of Astonishment had yet to strike, and even though the world was only a few steps away, Long Wind had already blocked this strike with the sword in his hand.

Such a strong wind caused the atmosphere to freeze, causing everyone to pause.

"Thank you!" Chang Lou expressed her thanks to Long Wind, and I really should thank him. Otherwise, he would have accompanied Third Elder Ghost to the gates of hell by now.

"No need to thank me. Don't be too surprised. I'm just doing my best!"

Long Wind gave the world a meaningful glance.

"I did my best!" These words warmed Chang Lou's heart. Very few strangers gave their all for strangers.

The world did not feel awkward at all. He was just like that, living for himself and not fighting for anyone else.

As far as he was concerned, just the fact that he had the intention of saving Chang Residence was already the greatest kindness of his life.

Why did he have to save someone who had nothing to do with him?

It all depended on his mood.

Su Ling felt a bit awkward. He was not the world's person. He was not that free and easy to deal with. He did not seem to care about the layers of skin on his face at all.

The world is the world is the stinging wind is the long wind is the long wind is the permanent house, everyone has their own personality." No one can force everyone to be merciful, everyone to be vicious, everyone to be themselves.

"Let's go!" With a fierce glare at Chang Lou, the ghost boss gritted his teeth and gave the order to retreat.

"But …" Brother … Is third brother going to die just like that? "

He could not take this lying down, he wanted to avenge Ghost Three. However, in front of these three swordsmen, this wish was a bit ethereal.

"Let's go!" The ghost head ferociously shouted, his voice was resolute and decisive, without a shred of doubt.

Although he could not swallow the anger in his heart, Gui Lao Er still chose to obey reason. As an old martial artist, he knew that sometimes, one should not be impulsive, or else he would not be far from death.

The Four Devils of Nanshan had now become three ghosts. They had left with their tails between their legs, and whether it was Terror or the world, neither had any intention of chasing after them.

The Worms of a Hundred Feet died without being frozen. The remaining three ghosts of the Four Devils of Nanshan were still there. If they wanted to keep them alive, they would have to pay a heavy price.

Which expert or individual could pay such a painful price for this so-called justice? If such a person had such an expert, then sooner or later, he would become a dead man.

The martial arts world had to be cruel, but that was its charm. Under the rule of the cruel laws, each person had to fight for their own status, reputation, survival, and strength.

Experts continued to fall like meteors, while rookies rose up from the top of the tower to shine.

There was killing at every moment, and at every moment, there was death. As long as there was endless desire, there would be endless strife, and the martial arts world would never dry up.

Su Ling looked at the sword.

The entire world stared at the Seamless Sword.

Long Wind stared at the Seamless Sword.

The Boundless Sword gave off faint ripples in the sky, as if a beautiful and naked lady was waving at a man that was burning with lust.

The three top swordsmen in the world, Su Ling, Under Heaven, and Long Wind, were all on the verge of burning with desire when faced with such a temptation. Their strong possessiveness slowly eroded their rationality.

Chang Lou looked at the Boundless Sword as well, and he naturally noticed the changes in these three people. He understood them very well. After all, his former best brother had stabbed him under the control of his powerful desires, causing him to turn into his current appearance.

He could only sigh deeply at this endless shameless desire.

No one could hear his sigh. This night was so quiet that it was as if it were the Ghost Hell Manor. The only sound that could be heard was the rustling of leaves in the wind.

It was unknown who made the first move, but the three Blade Masters attacked at almost the same time.

All the people in the world were fighting in the same place, and the terrifying sword Qi had blown away all the grass, leaving many deep holes on the ground.

Looking at their battle, Chang Lou was extremely envious. A tinge of sadness appeared in his heart. He should have been domineering in the battle, but now he could only be a spectator.

How many people were able to remain calm when faced with such an unfortunate situation?

"Stop!" Suddenly, a ray of light shot from the distance and struck into the chaotic battle, separating the three.

"An expert has arrived!" Looking into the distance, Chang Lou couldn't help but be secretly alarmed.

Just how terrifying was the person who was about to appear in the darkness that was able to retreat three people in one move?

Slowly, a person walked out from the darkness. Chang Lou's group of four couldn't help but look at him.