Walking like a spear, although the body of the ghost-faced tarantula has become much smaller, its strength does not seem to have weakened in the slightest. Liu Xun was stabbed upside down by this blow and flew out, but a mask as green as jade but as iron as wood fell in the air.

"Liu Heng!"

The purple smoke turned into a rope and pulled Liu Xun back, Murong Xian looked at the strange young man in front of him and was surprised, his face with a little dust was handsome and confident, but his eyes were as narrow as willow leaves but extremely charming, Liu Xun gently picked up the mask and put it back on his face.

"Who the hell are you?"

The ghost-faced tarantula's voice trembled slightly, as if he was a little excited and uneasy, Liu Xun was a little lucky, if it weren't for this strange mask, he would have been seriously injured even if he didn't die with the blow just now. Faced with the question of the ghost-faced tarantula, Liu Xun said lightly: "The family teacher is a thousand-faced gentleman!"

Of course, all of this is made up by Liu Xun, the ghost-faced tarantula is slightly chilled in his heart, although the thousand-faced demon spider and the ghost-faced tarantula both belong to the same vein as the demon beast spider, but they are mortal enemies, or natural enemies are more accurate.

However, the ghost-faced tarantula reacted quickly, although he has only been on Turtle Spirit Island all his life, he is not a fool, humans and demon beasts are feuds, and he sneered at the moment: "Since you have the life weapon of the thousand-faced demon spider, then this seat has one more reason to kill you!"

At the same time, the group of monks also reacted, and surrounded the ghost-faced tarantula again, but the ghost-faced tarantula at that time was not afraid at all, in front of everyone, the ghost-faced tarantula suddenly disappeared, and appeared in front of Liu Xun in the next second, Liu Xun raised his gun to block, and was shot away by one of his blows.

"It's so strong!"

After more than a dozen rounds, this group of monks couldn't catch the shape of the ghost-faced demon spider at all, but the wounds on Liu Xun's body increased a lot, and even the crown of the Skeleton Emperor was cut off by him.

"It's too fast to keep up!"

Under the sword aura, a monk hurriedly defended and dodged a blow from his mentally disabled teammate. The figure of the ghost-faced tarantula escaped into the void again, with the black gun in his hand, Liu Xun stabbed it out with a shot, and red blood flowed out of the void.

"The sixth form of the Grim Reaper's Wild Dance, the killing of the fallen angels!"

The black qi was entangled, Liu Xun's figure began to change rapidly, the hooded helmet shrouded his face, the black armor was like Shura, the shoulder guards were terrifying, the chest armor skeleton was breathtaking, the two red streamers were as bright as blood, and a black spear in his hand was as domineering as a dragon.

"What is this?"

Everyone gasped, even Wang Teng and the others looked at each other, and the breath exuded by Liu Xun at that time carried the meaning of a yellow spring, and the cold air filled the audience.

Liu Xun pointed a shot at the ghost-faced tarantula and asked in a cold voice, "You, do you dare to fight?"

The ghost-faced tarantula laughed when he heard this, and looked at Liu Xun with disdain, even the aura that Liu Xun was exuding now made him frightened, and sneered: "You are also worthy?"

Liu Xun's figure disappeared, and instantly appeared on the side of the ghost-faced tarantula, stabbing out with a horse neighing. The ghost-faced tarantula was stunned and escaped into the void, and Liu Xun made a short-lived backhand move and stabbed him in the back.

The ghost-faced tarantula in the void hurriedly unfolded the technique of escaping again, a little surprised, and after a few more attempts, it was determined that Liu Xun could indeed recognize his own technique of escaping from the void.

"Boy, it turns out that this is your capital!"

The black spear in Liu Xun's hand was like a fish swimming in the sea, constantly stabbing in the void at an alarming speed, and the three-foot-sized ghost-faced tarantula figure was like a ghost, as if it had disappeared. One attack and one defense, the two fought inseparably, but in the eyes of outsiders, it was Liu Xun and the air who fought wits and courage.

"So strong, who is this person?"

Everyone had doubts in their hearts, if it weren't for the occasional traces of blood in the void, everyone would still think that the ghost-faced tarantula had fled, so the scene seemed to be Liu Xun suppressing the ghost-faced tarantula fighting.

Everyone felt a sense of powerlessness, and the realm of building a foundation was able to single-handedly rival the ghost-faced tarantula in the middle of Jindan, which made their mentality begin to change somewhat, and they also retreated to a safe area with tacit understanding, handing over the entire battlefield to Liu Xun.

Ye Zi and the others also got together, and they couldn't intervene at that time, if they rushed forward, it was easy to disrupt the rhythm, but it would give the ghost-faced tarantula a chance.

The black light on the tip of the gun flickered, Liu Xun's gun was like a dragon, and the ghost-faced tarantula resisted with steps, but his expression changed, but a small wound on one of his steps was constantly spreading.

"Pharaoh's curse!"

Liu Xun spit lightly, picked up the gun and got on the horse again, the ghost-faced tarantula put away his contempt, Liu Xun's tricks were too weird, and he suffered several losses in an instant, and said sharply: "Don't be crazy, little thief!"

Although Liu Xun took advantage of a few tricks, but the gap in the realm could not be made up, if it weren't for his own spiritual power reserves, which were different from ordinary people, coupled with the consumption of the monks just now, Liu Xun at this time was probably already defeated.

The ghost-faced tarantula quickly became familiar with Liu Xun's tricks, and after a short period of embarrassment, the ghost-faced tarantula began to fight back with bloodthirsty excitement.

"Poof!"

The step swiped across his chest, and Liu Xun also stabbed the ghost-faced tarantula in the abdomen with his backhand. The speed of the battle between the two is getting faster and faster, and the scope of the battlefield is also getting wider and wider, and the place where they pass is a mess, even if they are ten miles apart, they can feel it, and everyone in the audience is already terrified, and the monstrous atmosphere is like the wind and clouds, and it is like a long whale sucking water.

"Weasel's Laugh!"

"The right hand of the Bone King!"

"Pharaoh's curse!"

"The dragon roars and the tiger roars, the phoenix roars and the crane roars!"

Liu Xun didn't keep his hand, this time he couldn't hide it at all. The two criss-crossing scars on his chest were shocking, the armor on Liu Xun's body was already in tatters, and the ghost-faced tarantula's expression was only slightly tired, and there were still five of the six steps.

The sky was dark, the sun and moon were dark, the snow was melting, the grass and trees were yellow, and both of them were defeated.

"Who the hell is he?"

This is the question in the hearts of all the monks, and it is also the question in the hearts of the ghost-faced tarantula, and now Liu Xun has already killed the red eye, and the combat method he adopts is also to exchange blood for blood and fight for life.

"What kind of exercise is this?"

"Which sect is he a disciple of?"

"If I want to have this exercise, I will be invincible in the world!"

......

The greedy color in the eyes of the monks gradually became stronger, and a slightly embarrassed ascetic looked at Liu Xun who was fighting with resentful eyes, and the corners of his mouth hooked an arc.

"Brute, give back my brother's life!"

Gu Mojin was like an angry King Kong, and rushed up with an arrow step with a ring knife in his hand, and the golden light of the ring knife flashed directly towards the face door of the ghost-faced tarantula.

The ghost-faced tarantula was startled and wanted to avoid it, but the ring knife in Gu Mojin's hand turned to Liu Xun, and Liu Xun hurriedly raised his gun to block it, but it was too late.

The black gun in his hand was entangled by Kumojin, and Liu Xun's hands were suppressed, and it was difficult to suffocate. The ghost-faced tarantula saw the opportunity, and the spider's feet slashed at Liu Xun's waist like a knife.

"Ahh

An arm flew into the sky, blood flowed like rain, and the black gun swept the two apart, Liu Xun pulled back and kept panting.

Kumojin didn't like to fight even if he succeeded in his move, and a few of them ran in the direction of the monks, shouting in their mouths: "My friends, this person is the culprit who set up snake poison to harm us the day before yesterday!"

"Pity my fellow disciples and brothers who died because of this!"

"Kill him, my friends!"

This group of monks was already suffering from having no excuse to kill people and seize treasures, but now seeing that Liu Xun was seriously injured, and the ghost-faced tarantula was also sluggish, it was the best time to do it.

"It turned out to be you, return my junior brother's life!"

"Give back my eldest brother's life!"

"Give me back ......"

Righteousness's face was engraved with hypocrisy, and the ghost-faced tarantula grinned, "This is you human monks?"

Liu Xun's face was expressionless, but Murong Xian and the others in the distance were anxious, not knowing what to do, they stuck the black gun in their hands upside down on the ground, Liu Xun said coldly: "Go or die!"

The voice was ruthless and cold, invading everyone's hearts with a Nine Shades of Chill, after all, Liu Xun's combat power was indeed a little terrifying.

However, how could the people present be cowardly and cowardly, such a treasure in front of them, no matter what, it is worth fighting, a technique that can enable the foundation building monks to challenge the middle stage of the golden pill, how can it be possible to stop them with just one sentence?

"Wang Teng, what should I do?"

Murong Xian was very anxious, Wang Teng was silent, but Ye Zi said softly: "Let's go!"

"But!"

Murong Xian had dissatisfaction and helplessness in his eyes, but Ye Zi smiled slightly and said, "Don't worry, he can't die!"

The speed of several people was like lightning, forming a huge contrast with the monks present, looking at the nearly fifty monks who rushed towards him, Liu Xun grinned, and the laughter was like thunder.

"If you want to kill me, you deserve it?"

A shot was stabbed, the sky was full of flowers, Liu Xun let out a wolf howl, everyone's hearts trembled, their bodies froze, and a head had rolled to the ground.

"What?"

In less than half a breath, Liu Xun had already killed one person, and fear finally appeared in the pupils of the monks, they were greedy but also knew that there was a risk, but so many people could not be the ones who won the lottery.

But killing a person in just an instant is indeed a bit excessive, which makes the uneasiness in their hearts expand infinitely, they don't want to be targeted, just like the ghost-faced tarantula bites Liu Xun and doesn't let go.

The ghost-faced tarantula snorted coldly, and its body began to change again, from the original jet-black to blood-red, but this blood-red color was very weird, and only a silhouette like a balloon could be seen, and the inside of the ghost-faced tarantula seemed to be as transparent as a vacuum.

"Kill!"

The monks swooped up and divided into two forces to fight against Liu Xun and the ghost-faced tarantula. The black gun in Liu Xun's hand was swung out like a knife, and the knife qi continued for more than ten feet, and several people couldn't dodge, and were directly hit by it, and the blood from the wound did not stop.

The ghost-faced tarantula completely escaped into nothingness, and seriously injured a monk as soon as he made a move.

"Kill!"

With Liu Xun's firepower, the ghost-faced tarantula became more and more courageous, but there was too much information exposed in the previous battle, and now he has been steadily suppressed.

"Kill!"

The White Bone King's huge palm slapped down, directly clearing out a battlefield, and many monks had already begun to retreat, and they were even more timid.

"Kill!"

A monk stabbed his spear into the body of the Ghost-Faced Tarantula, but the Ghost-faced Tarantula grinned and sent him to the Western Heaven with a backhand.

"Kill!"

The five people of Xuanyin Village glanced at each other, and five yellow spiritual powers directly hit Liu Xun's head, abdomen, and back, and Liu Xun's eight skull chest armor made of cloth bands finally fell.