There was a moment.

Looking at the scarlet eyes of the white-faced ghost, Zhao Ziyou felt that his whole person was about to be sucked in by that overwhelming strength.

I only felt that the wind was roaring, the earth was roaring, and the moon was trembling.

It was as if the entire space was vibrating with that unrivaled strength.

The evening breeze swept through the trees and made the rustle of branches and leaves, the ground was hit by murderous aura, and the sound of cracking on the surface of the ground, and the suppressed groans of the people lying on the ground, all kinds of sounds filled Zhao Ziyou's ears, making him dizzy for a moment.

Completely unable to accept the reality of their own failures.

He couldn't get out of the whirlpool of twisted sights in front of him, as if he was surrounded by demonic ridicule and bullying.

It feels like the whole world is full of malice, and the night breeze that blows non-stop is more piercing than a knife.

As a royal family, even if he escapes reality, he is not willing to accept his defeat.

The first failure in my life!

Whatever the reason for the failure, he could not accept the consequences of the failure.

Even a few minutes ago, he was still complacent, victorious, heroic, and scolded Fang Xuan, but now there was no one around him, and he was extremely embarrassed.

The white-faced ghost stood quietly in the middle of the field, with a pair of blood-colored eyes as clear as red wine, and said lightly, "Is it over?...... Looks like it's over. ”

The delicate words that drifted on the battlefield swept away other chaotic sounds, and clearly reached Zhao Ziyou's ears, and also made him regain his clarity.

Zhao Ziyou just looked at the white-faced ghost, opened his dry lips and muttered, "Outside the world, aren't you a human anymore?"

The white-faced ghost smiled and replied, "Guess what?"

“......”

Zhao Ziyou didn't guess.

The white-faced ghost looked at him with a playful look and said, "Is there no follow-up?"

“......”

"There should be more, the dragon sword on your waist is unique to the royal family, don't you need it?"

“......”

Zhao Ziyou's face changed, and he couldn't imagine that the other party even knew the secret of the dragon sword.

The white-faced ghost said with a smile, "That should be the last hole card, let me see the legendary invincible true dragon Shenwei, if you don't use it, you're going to die." ”

“......”

Although there was a distance of more than 20 meters between the two, Zhao Ziyou knew very well that this was not a safe distance, it was nothing more than the distance between the white-faced ghost and his legs.

"Not ready to use it, or can't you use it because you're not the chosen heir?"

“......”

Zhao Ziyou's face changed, he looked a little decadent, opened his mouth, wanted to say something, but couldn't say anything.

"That's about to end, I'm still in a hurry to chase people."

As he spoke, the white-faced ghost easily crossed the distance of dozens of meters between the two, and as soon as he raised the bloody palm, he was ready to sweep towards Zhao Ziyou's neck.

This hit will inevitably make Zhao Ziyou head in a different place.

For a moment, Zhao Ziyou thought that he was going to die, and the god of death was already welcoming him.

At this moment, an abrupt sound disturbed the two of them.

"Sister, I'm here. ”

This also caused the white-faced ghost to stop his movements and turn his head to the side.

I saw Chen Le standing in the shadow of the dense forest, under the moonlight, only the lower half of his body could be seen, and the upper half of his body was completely integrated into the shadows.

"Oh, how dare you come back?"

"Of course, I have to come back to see if my sister is dead. ”

"Not yet, isn't it disappointing? ”

"Fortunately, since my sister didn't die, then I ran away first. ”

Chen Le said and turned around to leave.

The white-faced ghost smiled and said, "Although I don't know what the hell you're up to, I'll pretend to be the first to go, and since I'm here, stay and don't leave." ”

Obviously, the white-faced ghost's desire to cut Chen Le, the mastermind behind the scenes, was much higher than the desire to kill Zhao Ziyou, a descendant of the royal family, so she directly abandoned Zhao Ziyou and rushed straight at Chen Le with an arrow.

It was too late, it was too fast, and when the white-faced ghost turned into a sharp arrow and was about to rush in front of Chen Le, Chen Le turned around violently and threw out a large piece of contraband.

The white-faced ghost was suspicious, and stretched out his hand to block his mouth and nose.

He knew that Chen Le was going to cheat.

At this moment, she raised her hand and lost the opportunity.

Before he could react, he had been smashed with both fists by the person who had fallen from the tree, followed by a flying knee hit, which hit the white-faced ghost in the stomach, and the last overweight roundhouse kick hit the white-faced ghost in front of the face, although the white-faced ghost blocked it with his hand in front of the face, but he also successfully kicked the white-faced ghost.

swept her whole body out like a fallen leaf.

The body of the white-faced ghost rolled on the ground for forty or fifty meters, dragging out a long trajectory of the object, and finally broke two more trees, only to stop under the blocking of the third big tree.

The powerful momentum did not stop until another while.

The white-faced ghost struggled to hold on to the ground with one hand and stood up with difficulty.

Before he could stand firmly, he felt a sweetness in his throat and vomited a large mouthful of blood.

Unlike those external injuries just now, this is the internal injury that really hurts the white-faced ghost.

made her already pale face lose its color more and more.

As soon as the white-faced ghost looked up, he found that a person slowly walked out of the shadows, it was Lu Heng.

However, Lu Heng at this time is no longer the Lu Heng just now.

Lu Heng's figure has grown two times stronger than just now, his height has reached about two meters five, and the muscles on his body have become more and more majestic and burly.

It's just that his face and body have turned cyan, and the skin is divided into layers, like scales, and a horn has grown on his head, which looks like a real cyan ghost.

Lu Heng's body was now exuding an astonishing momentum, and it was an extremely ominous cyan aura, every step he took would leave a deep footprint on the ground, and every step towards the white-faced ghost seemed to make the ground tremble.

The white-faced ghost stretched out his hand to wipe the blood stains on the corner of his mouth, and looked at Lu Hengdao lightly, "It is worthy of being the grandson of Qingjiao, he has already learned the stunt of ghoul transformation at a young age, but with your strength, did you master this move? Decades earlier, right,...... Hey, this breath gives people the feeling that the grandmaster is at his peak?"

As he spoke, the white-faced ghost narrowed his eyes slightly, and said in a cold voice, "You couldn't have reached this realm so early, plus you were so seriously injured,...... Yes, under serious injuries, did you still take forbidden drugs to forcibly boost your breath? It seems that he has no intention of living. ”

The white-faced ghost knew very well that Lu Heng was still taking banned drugs with great side effects in that state, and it was impossible for him to live, and now he was almost like returning to the light.

"Me, do you still have a choice to live?"

Lu Heng's voice was obviously much thicker and heavier than before, and it was also a little more sad, no matter whether he won or lost this battle, his ending could not be changed.

The white-faced ghost smiled and said, "It may be possible for the Hui to intercede." ”

"I can't go back, if I go back, you won't believe that I didn't kill my grandfather, and besides, I have to save Azhu, and I can't go back. ”

"It's up to you?" said the white-faced man with a sneer, "You don't really think you can beat me now, do you?" ”

"I can win!"

Lu Heng replied affirmatively, "You forcibly used your luck when you were hit by the Lost Soul Incense, and you were already seriously injured, otherwise you wouldn't have been able to dodge the sneak attack I just had, and your qi is much weaker than usual!

Lu Heng said, slowly stretched out his hands, made a martial arts gesture, and stared at the white-faced ghost with a pair of tiger eyes, "I want to be here, kill you, save Ah Zhu!"

"It's a big breath, so let's try it. ”

As he spoke, Chen Le hurriedly interjected from the side, "Oh, by the way, sister, it wasn't the soul-lost incense that I just threw you, nor was it anything special, just the ordinary clay powder I grabbed from the ground, in fact, you can do it if you don't block it, it doesn't hurt, why are you so suspicious." ”

It means that the white-faced ghost was able to parry Lu Heng's sneak attack if he didn't block Chen Le's powder just now.

The white-faced ghost suddenly became half angry, his eyes were cold, and he glared at Chen Le fiercely, his temples jumped suddenly, his eyes were full of murderous energy, but the corners of his mouth were still smiling, "Good brother, don't worry, when I clean him up, I will come to love you well, you can look forward to it, after all, my sister wants to thank you for preparing such a rich gift for my sister." ”

"Ah, you're welcome, isn't it what a younger brother should do to take care of my sister, don't worry, I still have a gift for you!"