Among the several people, Brother Deng spent the most time staring at the Rakshasa Woman, so as soon as the Rakshasa Girl disappeared, he screamed: "Oops, that woman is gone." Watch out, everyone!"

The group looked left and right and couldn't see the figure of the Rakshasa woman, and they didn't know where she would come out of it to give themselves a moment, their hearts were furious, and their steps involuntarily retreated again and again.

"Old Huang be careful! she's there for you!" Long Lu shouted, pointing to the driver's feet.

The driver looked down and saw a basketball-sized dirt bag appear under his feet, and just as he hurriedly raised his foot and was about to jump away, a black shadow broke through the ground.

After a bloody light, Driver Huang didn't even have time to scream, turned over and fell to the ground.

From the disappearance of the Rogue, to the blood splash of the driver, it was just a few breaths.

Everyone didn't even have time to think about it, let alone resist the counterattack. There is only a big exclamation mark in my head!

The Rakshasa woman struck a blow, did not stop at all, and rushed towards the crowd at an incredible speed.

Her next kill target is Brother Deng, the only one other than Long Lu, who has some combat power.

A first-class assassin of the Hungry Ghost Dao, he will hit with one hit.

The distance was too close, Deng Ge didn't even have a chance to retreat, he only felt that a strong wind was already blowing in his face.

He hurriedly raised his gun, just in time to meet the black shadow that was moving quickly in front of him, and just as he was about to pull the trigger, the Roguea suddenly "soared" into a cloud of black mist and disappeared in front of him.

Before Brother Deng could understand, he heard the loud exclamations of the people behind him.

Hearing the soft sound of "Teng" behind him, the Rakshasa Woman appeared behind Deng out of thin air, two swarthy short swords in her hands, and beckoned to his neck.

Everything happened between the calcium carbide sparks, and Brother Deng had no chance to dodge, seeing that his head was about to be separated from his body of more than 200 catties.

The cold light rose, and then the sound of tinkling was endless. The Rakshasa Woman's fatal knife did not greet Brother Deng, and was blocked by Long Lu who rushed in with a machine glove, and then she stabbed several times, but was blocked by Long Lu one by one.

Unexpectedly, Long Lu's power was infinite, his movements were so fast, the Rakshasa Woman's attack was blocked, and she didn't love to fight, and her body turned into black mist again, and when she reappeared, she was already back behind Yuan Du.

"This, what kind of superpower is this?" Deng Ge touched his neck with palpitations, and his body was as wet as if he had just been fished out of the water.

"This isn't a superpower, if I'm not mistaken, this is a spell, she uses the Five Elements Escape Method!" Long Lu's face was gloomy, but his voice was very powerful: "I can escape from earth, water, and qi, and the last one just now is qi escape, and it is also the most energy-consuming exercise, so it can only be teleported for a short time and a short distance." ”

"I still know a lot, but I can only slow myself to death for a few minutes. Yuan Du always had a mysterious smile, he squinted at Long Lu's pectoralis major muscles: "Seeing that you are so powerful, and you are quite in line with my heart, it is a pity to die here inexplicably, it is better for us to make a deal, as long as you hand over the son of Xuantian, I will take you out of this hungry ghost road." ”

"Okay, okay!" Brother Deng had just climbed back from the line of death, and now with a smile on his face again, he went to pull Li Xiaoguo again, and said to Yuan Du: "You have to count when you speak." I'll give him to you. ”

"Dead fatty. You're kidding me? I want him. As soon as he spoke to this Brother Deng, Yuan Du's face immediately changed, and his voice was as sharp as a woman. He slowly lifted his finger and nodded at the dragon.

"You don't want to take anyone here. Long Lu repeated the original words again.

He took a step forward, his tower-like body standing in front of the dragon's slash.

"It seems that you won't accept my suggestion, but that's okay, I won't waste too much time. ”

After Yuan Du finished speaking, he slowly took a step forward, looking like he was going to make a move himself.

Although Long Lu and Deng Ge were holding guns, they had no way to deal with Yuan Du, and there were only two underage children left, and the combat effectiveness was very different, and several people could only retreat with each other's rhythm.

The corners of Yuan Du's mouth tilted slightly, and he saw that his body leaned forward slightly, and four white lights flashed, and the four white ghosts behind him who had been bowing their heads slashed towards the dragon in unison.

"Young Master, you two, run!" Yuan Du just made a move, and Long Lu said to Long Qi and Li Xiaoguo in a commanding tone.

Knowing that there is no hope of victory at all, he just wants to drag the enemy in front of him, so that the two are still fleeing, and maybe there is still a chance of survival.

He and Deng Ge fired two shots at the white ghost, but the bullet went out like a mud cow into the sea, passing through the ghost's body, and there was no reaction at all.

Seeing that the white ghost was about to float behind the dragon slash, he simply threw his gun to the ground and smashed it at the ghost floating in front of him with a fist.

The punch slammed right into the ghost's pale face, but it seemed to hit air, and his fist passed through the ghost's head unhindered, and the ghost was as unresponsive as a void.

Due to the excessive force, Long Lu's body staggered, and the forward white ghost passed through Long Lu's body and went straight to Long Lu.

Seeing that Long Lu's attack on the ghost was ineffective, Deng Ge took another risk this time, and he turned the target of the attack to the ghost's controller, Yuan Du.

He yelled and slammed into Motodo like a sumo wrestler, trying to use the weight of his body's absolute superiority to knock Motodo to the ground.

Although he ran away shouting, Yuan Du didn't even look at him, and at the moment when he was about to touch Yuan Du's body, Yuan Du waved in the direction of Deng Fatzi.

This swing seemed to be weak, but it bounced Deng Fatzi far away in the air, and his body of more than 200 catties flew out more than 10 meters like a kite with a broken string, and fell heavily into the mud.

Deng Ge wanted to get up immediately, but this understatement blow was extremely heavy, and his hand supporting his body had not yet been straightened, and he fell back into the mud again, and he couldn't get up for a while.

Yuan Du was looking at Brother Deng who couldn't get up in the mud with his signature sneer, and a tall black shadow rushed over behind him. Yuan Du's attention was on Deng Fatzi and Long Chop, and he didn't care about the black shadow that rushed in, he just drew a gourd in the same way, and still waved it lightly at the black shadow.

With his hand waved in mid-air, he regretted it, the strength of the person who came was far from being comparable to Brother Deng, and the man quickly withstood the force of his swing, and collided with him like a bull, and both of them rolled to the ground.

It was Long Lu who hit him, and he knew that in such a situation with a huge difference in combat power, he could only keep attacking and not give his opponent a chance to breathe.

It's not to win, it's just to drag Yuan Du for a few minutes, so it's all a desperate move with the whole body.

Yuan Du underestimated the enemy for a while, and he couldn't imagine that the other party would use such a barbaric and undisciplined way of playing. At the moment, he was hit in the mud by the dragon and land, and he was embarrassed.

He paid great attention to his appearance, and the first thing he did when he turned over was to look at his whole body, and when he saw that he was covered with filth, his white face, which had been light blue, immediately turned the color of pig's liver.

He gritted his steel teeth, his voice opened an octave higher, and he screamed:

"You're all going to die! I'm going to want your young master to die right now!"

Hearing Yuan Du say this, Long Lu unconsciously looked in the direction of Long Chop running away, Long Chop and Li Xiaoguo had just run out of more than ten meters, and the white ghost had already floated behind him, he had practiced martial arts since he was a child, and his reaction was beyond ordinary people, and turning over was a roundabout kick.

The action is clean and beautiful, but unfortunately it has no effect on ghosts. Just as his leg passed through the ghost's body, the white ghost reached out and grabbed at his still airborne foot.

The ghost that was originally the same as the air actually grabbed the ankle of the dragon slash, and before the dragon slash could pull his legs back, the other three ghosts rushed up, grabbed the limbs of the dragon slash respectively, and pulled him into a "big" character in the air, so that he couldn't move for half a minute.

One of the ghosts stretched out a free hand and raised his fingernails to the dragon's slashing door.

It's a killer!

Although Yuan Du just said that he would take the son of Xuantian back alive.

All this happened too fast, Long Lu wanted to go to the rescue too late, and Li Xiaoguo, who was standing next to Long Slash, was powerless, and the group could only watch the ghostly knife-like hand stab into the door of Long Slash.

The "Son of Xuantian" died in the swamp of this hungry ghost path like this?

With a flash of cold light, a snow-white arm flew into the air, and the arm that the ghost inserted into the dragon slash was cut off by the elbow.

After everyone saw clearly the figure who wielded the knife and cut off the ghost hand, his mouth couldn't be closed for a long time like a light bulb, Long Lu turned his head and said to Yuan Du, whose face was hard to see: "What kind of play are you playing?"

The person who cut off the ghost hand was none other than the graceful Rakshasa woman Manyun.