Mo Chu was surrounded by a strong aura, and hundreds of Japanese Island Army ghosts densely surrounded Mo Chu, but they couldn't get close.

In the distance, it was almost impossible to see Mo Chu's figure through the Yin Spirit.

In the depths of the night, a smile appeared on Miao Zijiang's face, especially when he saw Mo Chu's internal qi and external body protection, which was a unique ability for stepping into the ground level to cultivate into a strong person.

It's like the leader of the Yin Soul of the Hijima Army, who used the wall of ghost qi to block ***'s bullets.

"Hehe, I'm really young enough, but this is also an inevitable condition for my success, a young man's mind will definitely not be too meticulous, this time the task is much easier than the last time!"

Miao Zijiang's emotions fluctuated a little, and he unconsciously exuded a trace of killing intent, Miao Zijiang quickly realized this, but he didn't care too much.

After all, this trace of killing intent is too light, and there are so many eerie and weird ghosts, even a ground-level powerhouse can't sense it.

Miao Zijiang thought so, but he didn't know that the person in front of him was the fourth killer in the world, and he was even more in the first place on the list of the most hated and wanted to get rid of it the fastest.

The knife in Mo Chu's hand was not idle, and with the momentum of sweeping thousands of troops, it suddenly slashed forward.

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

Several more Yin Spirits collapsed into points of light, and Mo Chu stretched out his middle finger at these Yin Spirits and said, "Your strength is really different from mine!"

The brilliance in Zhang Yumo's eyes was even greater, this was the man who rescued her from a desperate situation in despair.

This man is wild and heroic, fighting thousands of armies with a big sword, and he can be so invincible to all beings, and express the contempt in her heart vividly with one finger, this is a powerful yin soul that she can't do if she wants to die with it!

"There is such a man in the world, and there is such a man...... Such a man ......"

Mao Xiaoxian was not far away, and he could barely stand with a peachwood sword in both hands, and Mao Xiaoxian at this time did not have the ecstasy for the rest of his life, but looked at Mo Chu with a bewildered expression.

"Isn't this the uncle in the basketball game, it turned out to be a master, is this a pig and eating a tiger? A master of ground-level cultivation plays basketball with a group of middle school students, do you want to have an old face!"

In the air, the leader of the Japanese Island Army pulled out another sword, and thirteen sword flowers of this knife had appeared, and the dark dhara did not have Zhang Yumo's virgin Yuan Yin as a supplement, and finally collapsed.

The body of the leader of the Hijima Army has become a little illusory, but with the opportunity to defeat the Hindara, the momentum is even stronger.

In just such a short period of time, the Yin Soul of the Japanese Island Army had been killed by Mo Chu by a third, and the leader of the Japanese Island Army also turned his gaze.

Mo Chu slaughtered his subordinates with a big knife and chopped melons and vegetables, which evoked the memories of the leader of the Japanese Island Army before he finally died in battle.

"Baga, the Eighth Route Army that can only sneak attack and ambush deserves to die!"

"Brush!"

The leader of the Hijima Army slashed out, and a snow-white sword light rushed into the yin soul, and Mo Chu pointed the ground with his toes and crossed the big knife in front of his chest.

With the roar of a golden and iron strike, Mo Chu was slashed away by this knife, and the layer of internal qi around his body was cut open with a knife.

"This little devil's knife is a little weird, not only power, but also mixed with some wonderful power, the truth is unknown, this is yin and yang?

"It's so strong, I'm afraid the power of this knife has reached the peak of the primary cultivation of the ground level, maybe I don't need to show up, this time the task seems difficult, but in fact it is not too challenging!"

Miao Zijiang smiled with satisfaction, the stronger the leader of the Japanese Island Army, the more beneficial it would be for him.

As long as Mo Chu dies, he can sneak away, and as for what kind of damage will be caused by the Yin Soul of the Japanese Island Army, it really has nothing to do with him.

Mo Chu flipped in the air, his feet fell on the stone ground, and the stones under his feet were suddenly shattered, and the eyes of the leader of the Japanese Island Army flashed with a miserable green light, and suddenly, the flesh and blood on his face began to roll, as if he had been slashed.

Such a change not only made Miao Zijiang's smile stop abruptly, but even the ghosts of the Japanese Island Army stopped their movements and floated behind the leader of the Japanese Island Army.

"Are these little devils scared?" Jiang Shaoguo asked incredulously.

"Okay! Okay, the exquisite sword technique Lao Tzu didn't see the routine, Shaoguo, now I know that your Uncle Mo is not an ordinary person, right?

Jiang Yukun praised loudly, and his excited appearance was like he was killing all sides in the enemy group.

"Bagaya Road, what kind of person are you doing!"

"Little devil, I'm your Uncle Mo Didi work!" Mo Chu shook his wrist and said with an angry face.

The cut just now is indeed extremely comfortable, but this kind of hard-fought battle is not what Mo Chu likes.

Mo Chu prefers the yin people behind him, making you die of suffocation, death doubts, and death is inexplicable, such a feeling will make people addicted, and those who rushed to the front before were Brother Xing!

It's good to feel a little irritated when you think about this, but you can't change your style because of this, so let's end this battle that doesn't suit your heart.

"Yaga...... Seven Segments!"

The leader of the Hijima Army was furious, raised *** above his head, and turned into a yin wind attacking.

Mo Chu narrowed his eyes and said mockingly: "Eight of your uncles, the little devil just can't do it, he will scold people like this, it's too weak!"

The anger in the heart of the leader of the Hijima Army was even worse, and the moment he slashed out, his wrist flicked, and seven sword shadows fell with a bang. This is a moment of seven slashes, which is not the same as the sword flower that was pulled out before.

"Bang Bang ......"

Mo Chu's horizontal knife intercepted, and seven crisp sounds sounded in an instant, but when I listened carefully, I felt that there was only one sound, and the rest of the sound was more like an echo.

The power of this knife is incomparably great, Mo Chu's wrist sank, and he was cut back more than a dozen steps, and the big knife was stubbornly against ***, and he couldn't move an inch.

The leader of the Hijima Army used this trick of the seven-stage chopping with perfect fire, extremely accurate, all seven knives were cut at the same point of the big knife, and the narrow *** cut the palm-wide big knife into more than half, so that the big knife and Mo Chu were not cut in two.

Miao Zijiang almost roared out excitedly, and quickly held down his mouth, before blocking his voice in his throat: "Good knife technique, one knife is seven points, seven knives can also be one, this little devil is still a knife master, but it is still a little worse, I will help you improve your power!"

Miao Zijiang took out a whistle and put it in his mouth, after the whistle was blown, it was like an insect chirping at night, the surrounding environment of Mingmu Lake was very good, and the sound of insects was normal.

"Secret Technique Gu Duel, Insect Explosion!"

At the same time, a large area of Yin Gu worms suddenly appeared in the illusory body of the leader of the Hijima Army, and these Yin Gu worms exploded, and the powerful force pressed *** down violently.

"Click......"

The big knife was directly broken in the middle, Mo Chu hurriedly pulled back, and the blade of *** slashed along the tip of his nose, and he could even feel the coldness of the blade.

"It's Gu art again, this kid still has a lot of ways to hide, but in an environment with such heavy yin qi, how far must those insects and small animals run, and dare to make a sound?

"Hahaha, the good people have a big drop!"

The strength in the body of the leader of the Hijima Army is still climbing, and the powerful aura is constantly spreading around, and everyone is about to lose their footing.

Jiang Shaoguo endured the pain in his body and pushed the wheelchair hard, so that he could barely be blown away by the yin wind.

"Oh, why did this big knife break, what a little devil, how can the master explain to the second brother!"

Mo Chu was also angry, he was so superior just now, criticizing the second brother for not being able to educate the child, but he was slapped in the face so quickly, as the master of the temple, what should I do if this matter is passed back, do you want to be embarrassed!

"Yaga, it's not over yet!"

The leader of the Hijima Army inserted *** in front of him, grabbed his hands around, and a huge suction force erupted.

The body of the leader of the Hijima Army seemed to have turned into a whirlpool, attracting all the remaining nearly 100 Hinjima Army ghosts.

These Yin Souls of the Japanese Island Army were all transformed under the effect of Yin and Yang Technique, and they did not have any ability to resist at all, and they were all integrated into the body of the leader of the Japanese Island Army, and at this moment, the strength of the leader of the Japanese Island Army was multiplied geometrically.

Mao Xiaoxian lay on the ground, kept crawling into the distance, the expression on his face was extremely exciting, and he was still muttering while crawling, "It's over! It's really over, this yin soul has achieved the power of the ghost king, unless a heavenly master is born, otherwise everyone has to die, they all have to die!"

Until this moment, Mao Xiaoxian had no confidence in Mo Chu, and those who had the title of Heavenly Master had a supreme position in Taoism, and their mana cultivation was comparable to that of a strong person who had reached the Heavenly Rank.

Mao Xiaoxian crawled and crawled, and was suddenly smacked by his trouser pocket, and it was this moment that made Mao Xiaoxian feel a glimmer of hope in his heart.

"Dragon King, don't lie to me, this mobile phone number has the best ability to turn the tide!"

Mao Xiaoxian took out his mobile phone in his trouser pocket and pressed the mobile phone number sent by the Dragon King to save his life.

The screen is faintly bright, extremely conspicuous in the dark, like the last glimmer of hope, faint, but always there.

Mo Chu put the broken broadsword away, and when his right hand flipped over, a wooden short sword appeared in his hand.

The wooden dagger was about the size of the swordsman in the hands of the SWAT team members, and the hilt was carved with a winged Suzaku flying.

"Hahahaha, I'm dripping, I've been waiting for this day to work, long live His Majesty the Emperor, the person is dead, dead!"

The body of the leader of the Hijima Army has been condensed into substance, and the surrounding lake water has begun to freeze under the erosion of the cold yin qi, and the *** keeps trembling, and from time to time it emits a bloodthirsty buzz.