Chapter 276: Soul Drawn Out

"Boom!"

Archmage Zimu slapped the corpse demon away, but was too late to dodge the white light, which instantly blasted into his body, and under the trance of his mind, the Tang dagger also stabbed into ……

The zombie demon that appeared out of nowhere, the even more powerful white light, and the steeply thrown Tang knife!

The three killing moves were interlocked, and were still unleashed when Meng Fan was at an absolute disadvantage, which really let Archmage Zimu be taken aback, and then his face changed drastically!

"Snort!"

The Tang Blade wrapped with the sound of breaking wind, straight into the chest of the Zimu Archmage, under the crisis, the Zimu Archmage strengthened his mind, the power of his cultivation skyrocketed, and a black robe on his body bulged, and the Tang Blade instantly stabbed inside the black robe, emitting the sound of a humming sound!

"Old me underestimated you!"

If the chase in front of him was just a game, Archmage Zimu no longer had the mindset of a game at this time, he pulled out the Tang Blade from within the black robe and threw it to the ground, the black robe returned to normal and stuck to his body, and there was not a trace of blood on the Tang Blade, it was obvious that it was not injured.

"Protecting the astral body?"

Seeing that all the killing strokes offered were ineffective and the corpse demon was unconscious on the ground, Meng Fan smiled miserably, what was even more tragic was that at this time, his body was covered with pollen, which was much more serious than the previous time, and his head was yellow, as if it was covered with a layer of yellow-colored snow …… The toxins had also seeped into the meridians, and the true qi couldn't be called upon, and his body was numb and stiff, and he was unable to move …… Although he is trying to manipulate the trace of ghost chopping to absorb, but for a moment it is not helpful, only he subconsciously first absorbed the toxin in his head, so that it does not affect the speech, and before he dies, he can also curse this Zimu Archmage a few sentences, over the mouth.

"Little boy, old me really underestimated you!"

The Zimu Archmage said these words again, and looked gravely at Meng Fan for a while, seeing that Meng Fan's entire body was covered in pollen, and that he didn't move a muscle, and that he was already a fish on the chopping board, before he relaxed his guard and slowly walked closer to Meng Fan.

"I'd like to see what kind of heart method you're practicing, to actually have this kind of battle power with a mere fourth level of Spirit Condensation cultivation!"

Zimu Archmage's voice was hoarse and cold, like the biting north wind, chilling, he stretched out his hand to feel around Meng Fan's body, the result was to his surprise, Meng Fan's body was empty, not to mention the secret books of the heart method and other things, even the cell phone, wallet, and other daily things were not there, clean and sloppy, as if it was being robbed of the knot.

"Where did you …… hide the stuff?"

Zimu Archmage some puzzled, but the fact is in front of the eyes, Meng Fan body is indeed nothing, but he recalled just now Meng Fan's hand behind the back of a touch, then touched out a Tang knife to, clearly on the body is a mystery ……

Thinking of this, Archmage Zimu made a decision and began to take off the clothes on Meng Fan's body, one by one, and in the end, only a pair of underwear to cover his shame was left for Meng Fan.

"Old man, you …… you …… we are both men, this is not good, it is very inappropriate, I didn't expect you to be such an old man, I'm going to bite my tongue ah!"

Seeing that Archmage Zimu not only took off his own clothes, but also kept his hands on him, and also touched him very carefully, every inch of his skin was not spared, Meng Fan was a little speechless, but also a little happy, happy that the Qiankun Pendant had already fused with the Trace of Ghost Beheading and turned into a small mark on his chest, otherwise the Qiankun Pendant became Archmage Zimu's trophy.

"You can still speak?"

Hearing Meng Fan speak fluently, Archmage Zimu was surprised again, taking a deep breath and re-examining Meng Fan, realizing that his head was covered with a thick layer of pollen, and the toxin should have seeped into his brain a long time ago, so how could he still be able to speak!

Immediately afterward, Archmage Zimu was elated again, and even more so, he decided that the Mind Technique that Meng Fan had practiced was incomparably miraculous!

"Neng Neng!" Seeing Archmage Zimu's movements stop, Meng Fan let out a sigh of relief, "What are you looking for? Let's have a chat, I'm not used to you touching around like that."

"Where did you put the secret books of your Heart Technique?" Archmage Zimu asked in a deep voice, never imagining that he would one day covet something on a junior.

"You wait …… I'm a little unclear in my head …… and let me slow down." Meng Fan rolled his eyes.

Upon hearing this, Archmage Zimu waved his sleeve robe and thoughtfully fanned away the pollen above Meng Fan's head, fearing that the toxins would harm Meng Fan's brain and affect his thinking.

"The Heart Technique was put into the Taoist Temple ……," Meng Fan opened his mouth fervently, "If you want to take it over …… you have to use a technique called Five Ghosts Moving Mountains. "

"Sure enough, it's not far from what I expected." Zimu Archmage nodded slightly, Five Ghosts Moving Mountain he had heard of, the mind can be moved, can be taken from a thousand miles away, if you will be able to use this technique, do not bring anything on the body is understandable, then said, "Hand over the heart method!"

"In order to save my life, I am willing to let the Heart Technique be contributed to Senior." Meng Fan's words were earnest, not at all like he was faking, and seeing the anticipation in Archmage Zimu's gaze, he added, "Unfortunately, I've been poisoned, and I'm no longer able to carry things through the air, so I'd like to tell the artistry in person to …… seniors …… "

As he spoke, Meng Fan's voice lowered, as if he was deeply poisoned.

"Speak quickly!" Seeing Meng Fan's weak appearance, Archmage Zimu brought his ear closer to Meng Fan's mouth, "Say it to the old man to hear the truth, if the Heart Law is true, it's not impossible to leave you with a crippled life!"

"Well …… okay …… the heart law says …… I'll fucking bite you to death!" Meng Fan's breath was weak as he said, and suddenly looked stern, fiercely stretching his neck, he opened his mouth and bit the ear of Archmage Zimu, only to hear a cackle, accompanied by a scream from the other party, and drops of blood fell to the ground!

"Bang!"

Archmage Zimu didn't expect Meng Fan's neck to still be able to move, he didn't expect to still have so much strength to bite, and under the severe pain, he blasted his palm on Meng Fan's chest, sending Meng Fan flying out!

"Bah! Hahaha, painful, so painful!"

Meng Fan spat out half of the ear in his mouth and laughed out tears as he looked at Archmage Zimu, who was bleeding profusely. He could meet his next fate, and would be saying goodbye to everything good ……

"Very good! Very good!"

Looking at the half ear on the ground, Archmage Zimu was furious and said two very good in a row, and then after sealing the wound with his true qi and stopping the bleeding, he flipped his palm and drew out the piece of twine, and his voice became unprecedentedly cold and stern: "I'm going to draw out your soul and let you become a soul slave!"

"Nine Chrysanthemums Soul Extraction!"

Archmage Zimu's face reddened from anger, and he shouted harshly, that hemp rope was like a poisonous snake, wrapping around Meng Fan's head, Meng Fan only felt a shock to his soul, and then his soul became unstable, as if it was about to dislodge from his body, and smelled the scent of death!

"Draw!"

Archmage Zimu yanked the twine with force, and a faint soul shadow detached itself from Meng Fan's body ……