Ma Xiaoling's heart tightened, her current state, swinging the sword with all her strength can send out an extremely powerful slash, but after making such an all-out shot, it will take a long time to recover breathing, if she deals with this one in front of her, what should Yang Qiao do?

But if you don't quickly remove the little ghost in front of you, Yang Qiao's side won't last long, and looking at his appearance, he is about to suffocate!

"Yoko!" Ma Xiaoling hurriedly turned around and called Yoko Ueshiba, who could only ask her for help at this time. The latest and fastest updates

But as soon as she turned around, her face changed, and she was shocked to find that behind Ueshiba Yoko, a ghost baby also came out at some point, and her miserable little hands touched the neck of the plant Zhiyoko like a poisonous snake.

Ghost babies, there are three!

Ma Xiaoling didn't have time to remind her, and Gu Man Tong who appeared in front of her had already let out a weird laugh and floated towards her.

Draw your sword!

The brilliant light of the sword illuminated the entire forest in an instant.

……

"Master Chawang, can those three Kuman Tong just now help us catch people?" In the woods, Liu Jing asked with a cup of hot coffee in her hand, a little uncertain.

"Of course not. Chawang smirked grimly, "How could I possibly let them die so comfortably." ”

"Huh?" Liu Jing was stunned, the weird ghost baby just now was just a comfortable way to die?

In her sight, Chawang sat cross-legged on the ground, stretched out his fingers and plunged into the dirt in front of him, his eyes flashing with blood-red light, and the evil aura gushed out from all around him, strange and terrifying.

……

Yoko Ueshiba's hair exploded, she smelled evil spirits, her natural sensitivity to supernatural objects, and her family's traditions made her understand what kind of crisis she was in.

With a low exhalation sound, Yoko Ueshiba instinctively turned around and pushed her elbow behind her.

Burst!

The ghost baby was elbowed by her turn, and its form disintegrated, scattering like a cloud of smoke.

Yoko Ueshiba was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but saw that the smoke-like "thing" floated several meters away, recondensed into the appearance of a bleeding baby with seven orifices, this ghost baby let out a sharp cry from its mouth, and pounced on her, a pair of chubby little hands turned into sharp ghost claws, with rotten bones on them, and maggots wriggling.

The ghost baby is angry!

Yoko Ueshiba's breathing seemed to be stopped in fright, which was completely unexpected by her. The elbow blow just now had the force of hundreds of catties, and if it was an adult strong man, he would have broken his sternum and fell down in an instant.

But this is completely useless for Kuman Thong!

The ghost baby, formless and incorporeal, is purely a mass of yin and evil energy.

Punches and kicks alone can't hurt them in any way.

Ma Xiaoling's side was also in trouble, the sword light shone, the ghost baby let out a scream, and the sharp sound of sound waves was like a steel knife piercing into the eardrum, rubbing fiercely.

This sound is like a knife scraping a rough iron plate, and it frustrates people's nerves. Instead of being transmitted through sound, screaming is a low-frequency type of energy that acts directly on the human brain. Ma Xiaoling's mind was dizzy, and when he looked at it again, the little ghost had already turned into smoke and dispersed.

But it scattered and reunited, and soon appeared behind its side. This time, the angry imp changed his appearance, it was an angry look, his eyes were surging with blood and angry fire, his nostrils and open sharp mouth were flowing with rancid blood maggots, his arms turned into a pair of white bone claws, screaming, and rushed towards Ma Xiaoling.

And its movements are extremely strange and erratic, so that Ma Xiaoling can't catch its movements at all.

This kind of ghost-like flashing method that violates common sense made Ma Xiaoling stunned. Now, even if she wanted to send out the strongest sword to slash the demon, it would be difficult to catch its movement.

This sucks now!

Ma Xiaoling's heart sank, not only was he in trouble, but Yoko Ueshiba was about the same, the problem was that Yang Qiao's side couldn't be delayed any longer.

The situation could not be worse.

Ma Xiaoling didn't expect that the Nanyang wizard he was most worried about didn't appear, and just three little ghosts forced his side into a desperate situation!

Yang Qiao really felt the taste of death, the ghost baby's cold little hand pinched the neck, constantly penetrating into the muscles and bones, where is the human hand, it is clearly a miserable white dead human bone, like a noose is constantly tightening.

Yang Qiao couldn't breathe at all, and the whole person was about to suffocate, his hands were weakly clasped around his neck, and his legs kicked hard to borrow strength, but the whole person was taken into the air by the little ghost, and it looked like a person was suspended and lifted by an invisible noose.

The wind was miserable, filled with the shrill laughter and crying of imps, and the bonfire on the ground was extinguished by an invisible evil force, and the temperature dropped to freezing and froze into the bone marrow.

The strange and inexplicable atmosphere is heartbreaking, and the spirit is about to collapse.

Yang Qiao felt not only physically, but also mentally infiltrated by the evil aura of the little ghost, and his whole mind was an illusion, seeing countless corpses and a sea of blood, and the accumulated white bones piled up into a mountain, in the pile of white bones, a crying little ghost crawled hand and foot together, crawling towards himself little by little, with open eyes, blood and tears, and the open small mouth was full of sharp fangs.

No!

At this moment, Yang Qiao really felt like he was going crazy, he was about to collapse, and his body was on the verge of death.

I never thought that I would encounter such danger, and my whole mind was confused, and there was no way to change my upcoming fate. Even if you want to use the secret method, your brain has been invaded by the evil energy of the imp, and there is no way to do it.

Little by little, the little ghost's hand soaked into Yang Qiao's skin, embedded in his muscles and blood vessels, and pinched towards the fragile neck bone.

As long as the ghost baby's hand pinched the neck bone, no matter who it was, the bones would be broken and the vitality would be cut off. This is the power of Tsawang Kuman Thong, and it is also one of the most bizarre evil arts in Nanyang so far.

Just when Yang Qiao was about to despair, suddenly, his body trembled, this is ......

The curse in the body, Zhang Dingbian's curse seal was suddenly activated. They were originally like poison invading Yang Qiao's internal organs and penetrating deep into the bloodstream, but the sudden invasion of Gu Man Tong's power stimulated the curse seal.

It's like your own territory being invaded by outsiders, and the power of the curse immediately strikes back. A dark and dead qi darker than hell erupted from the seal, like a fierce flood beast, swept towards Yang Qiao's neck.

Where did the little ghost who grabbed Yang Qiao expect to be attacked like this, and before he could react, he was swept up by that gloomy and lifeless air, and he only had time to let out a scream, and green ghost fire gushed out from his whole body, and he floated backwards like an electric shock.

Yang Qiao fell back to the ground from mid-air, clutching his neck and panting, barely looking back at the ghost thing that had grabbed him just now.

I saw that the little ghost was burned by the gloomy green fire, let out a sharp and piercing roar, and was burned into ashes by the ghost fire in an instant.

The curse seal was too domineering, and even Gu Man Tong, who was raised by Chawang, couldn't withstand its blow.

Yang Qiao checked the situation in his body in shock, and found that after the collision just now, the cursed chrome mark had also calmed down a lot, and now he honestly retracted his left arm.

He glanced at it, and the strange black pattern of the cursed chrome seal had doubled compared to the previous spread, but now it was dormant, and it would not threaten him for the time being.

Yang Qiao took a few breaths and looked up at Ma Xiaoling and Yoko Ueshiba.

In the open space, Ma Xiaoling's sword light was like electricity, shuttling back and forth, and people who had never seen it could imagine that a beautiful girl could actually use such a fast sword. If it was an ordinary person who went up, I was afraid that I wouldn't even be able to touch her side, and it would have been torn apart by the sword light.

But Ma Xiaoling met the unpredictable Gu Man Tong, although her swordsmanship was sharp, it was always difficult to catch the ghost's erratic movements.

However, although she can't solve the imp for a while, there is no big danger for the time being. Yang Qiao was a little relieved, and then looked at Yoko Ueshiba.

The Japanese girl continued to hit the imp with heavy punches and kicks, but the Kuman boy always scattered and reunited, and Yoko Ueshiba's proud punches and kicks could not hurt it at all.

Yang Qiao's brows furrowed, and he was thinking about how to help Yoko Ueshiba, when he suddenly heard a bell.

Not a phone ringtone, but a crisp bell sound.

A series of moving bells rang from Yoko Ueshiba's wrist. On her left wrist, there was a red rope, and at some point the red rope was untied, revealing a small silver bell inside.

That's the Soul Bell.

Yoko Ueshiba obtained a spiritual vessel from the temple.

The bell sounded softly, and Gu Man Tong, who was arrogant before, was obviously sluggish, and the next moment, Yoko Ueshiba was like a female leopard full of strength, rushing out with an arrow step, clenching his left fist with a soul bell, and punching the imp hard.

Chirping~

A sharp whistling sound came from Kuman Tong's mouth, and the next moment, its body was like smashed glass, producing circles of cobweb cracks, and finally exploded into a cloud of black gas with a "bang" and dissipated.

This Kuman Tong was solved by Yoko Ueshiba with the spirit weapon in his hand.

Yoko Ueshiba is not an ordinary martial artist, the Ueshiba family believes in Shintoism and has methods similar to that of Onmyoji, but they are usually hidden.

Seeing this scene, Yang Qiao was surprised at the same time, but he finally breathed a sigh of relief, it was much easier to leave Ma Xiaoling as a little ghost.

The previous three imps were really very dangerous, if it weren't for the luck of the curse seal to launch a counterattack against the imps they encountered, they would really face a desperate situation of life and death.

Now that the situation is reversed, three to one, Yang Qiao is confident that he can solve the remaining little ghost.

However, just as he was thinking this, the atmosphere around him suddenly became gloomy and terrifying, as if something terrible was about to appear.

Before Yang Qiao could react, in the dark jungle ahead, there was a "husk" laugh that was not like a human being.

Rustling......

It was as if some wild beast was approaching.

Gu Man Tong, who had been arrogantly fighting with Ma Xiaoling before, trembled, as if he had encountered a natural enemy, curled up and flew back.

What is it that can make an evil spirit like Kuman Thong fearful?

Yang Qiao felt like his heart had fallen into an ice cellar, and although Kuman Tong retreated, he didn't see any hope of survival, only more despair.

Rustle~

The branches and leaves in the woods swayed, like a lover waving his arms and whispering softly.

But this moment doesn't feel wonderful, but inexplicably weird.

The mountain rain is coming, and the wind is full of buildings.

The figure of Kuman Thong flashed in the bushes, and when he was about to turn into mist and escape, a rope suddenly flew out of nowhere and actually strangled the formless Kuman Thong.

Creak!!

The piercing scream was like a knife scraping the eardrum, impacting the human brain, making Yang Qiao's eyes go black and he almost fainted.

Ma Xiaoling and Yoko Ueshiba were not in a better situation than him, and they subconsciously covered their ears one by one, spilling blood stains from their nostrils.

Kuman Thong's scream just now caused them a lot of damage. The imp is really scary, but what's even scarier than this imp is the thing that grabs it.

So what is it exactly?

Friend or foe?

What's that rope?

The moonlight was like silver frost, illuminating his eyes, Yang Qiao's face changed slightly, and he finally saw clearly that what grabbed the little ghost was not a rope, but a bloody thing like an eight-clawed bloody tentacle, and there was rotten rotten flesh on it that kept falling down.

What the hell is this?

Yang Qiao's heart almost jumped out of his mouth, and his back was soaked with sweat.