Although Lao Mo couldn't completely dodge the ghost shadow's ghost claw attack, he dodged his vital point. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Therefore, the slender and sharp claw tips of the ghost claws pierced from behind Lao Mo's left shoulder, next to the shoulder blades, and pierced through Lao Mo's chest.

Lao Mo immediately screamed in pain, and his body was stimulated by the pain, and suddenly he had strength again.

He turned around and slashed his sword, and the purple thunder on the sword shone again, with a sound of breaking through the air, and slashed at the neck of the ghost who attacked him.

'Snort', the head of the ghost was immediately cut off by Lao Mo like cutting a watermelon, although the head is the key point of human beings, but these ghosts are no longer human, so the head was cut off, the damage to them must be great, but it is not fatal.

However, the head fell, and there was the power of thunder surging on his body, and for a while, this ghost did not attack Lao Mo's strength again.

Lao Mo gritted his teeth and pounced forward, forcing his body out of the ghost claws, after he pounced, his strength was exhausted, and his feet were weak, and he fell to the ground.

Although he was temporarily out of danger, Lao Mo couldn't be happy, because all of these ghost claws had extremely strong yin poison, and his injury this time happened to be near his organs, if he didn't deal with it in time, soon, the yin qi would invade his internal organs, and at that time, his life would come to an end.

Old Mo didn't want to hang up like this, he still wanted to see exotic customs and the like, and he didn't want to die so early, so he used his body hard, and he didn't know where the strength came from, so he turned over and stood up again, staring at Houtu Mountain with a firm look.

"Lao Tzu is a disciple of the sect, how could he be killed by a group of ghosts!" Lao Mo scolded angrily, his eyes lit up again.

A flame called Fury enveloped his whole body, filling his body with power again.

"Give me death!" Lao Mo shouted, the Xuantian Thunder Pattern Sword in his hand swayed left and right, and a grid formed in front of Lao Mo's body, Lao Mo pointed with his hand, and the electric light was like a dragon, constantly crisscrossing in the fog in front of him.

The sound of ghost roaring suddenly ended, and in a short moment, the three ghost shadows that had added a lot of trouble to Lao Mo just now were divided by the power grid almost at the same time, and their bodies were cut into pieces by the power grid, and then turned into white mist and disappeared again.

Lao Mo knew that the opportunity was rare, and those ghosts would soon reappear from the white mist, and if he didn't seize this opportunity, he would definitely be lifeless.

Therefore, Lao Mo struggled to move forward, and with every step he took, the blood that flowed from his body would fall to the ground, forming blood-colored footprints.

The bloody footprints have been moving forward, and Lao Mo's pace has not stopped.

Fortunately, this place is not far from Houtuman Mountain, so after Lao Mo walked for a while, he was about to walk in front of Houtuman Mountain.

At this moment, the white mist churned, and a blood-colored ghost condensed out from the white mist.

This ghost was different from the previous ones, because his entire body was obscured by blood, and only his feet were still white.

This ghost is the ghost that Lao Mo was the first to solve, that is, the innocent villager who was implicated, at this time he no longer has the timid appearance he had before his death, his eyes are round, and his face covered by blood is very hideous, and he is still twitching unnaturally, as if he is about to rush up and bite at any time.

Lao Mo just relied on a bloody courage to kill those three ghosts, and at this time he no longer had any strength, and the whole person was like an empty bucket.

"Have you forgotten who you are?"

Waiting for death was naturally not Lao Mo's style of acting, so he asked loudly.

Lao Mo's shout seemed to have really worked, because the claws that the ghost had originally raised, after listening to Lao Mo's words, stopped in the air and stopped moving.

"Have you forgotten how you died?"

As soon as he saw that it was useful, Lao Mo continued to drink and asked.

The ghost's eyes twitched slightly, and his whole face began to tremble.

"You were killed by him, don't seek revenge from him, what are you looking for me!"

Lao Mo pointed to the Houtu Man Mountain standing in front of him with his hand, and scolded loudly.

I don't know if his words worked, or if this ghost really remembered something, after listening to Lao Mo's reprimand, this ghost actually fell to the ground all of a sudden, holding his head with both claws, and the ghost howled endlessly, looking extremely painful.

Lao Mo couldn't bear it when he looked at the tormented appearance of this ghost, but he glanced at Houtuman Mountain standing opposite the ghost, and suddenly became firm, holding the Xuantian Thunder Pattern Sword high in his hand, and stabbed at the ghost's body.

As the ghost turned into a white mist again, Lao Mo leaned on his body with his sword and gasped loudly.

After he gasped a few times, he stood up again with difficulty and walked resolutely towards Houtuman Mountain.

Houtu Manshan is still the same as before, holding the waist drum high with one hand, and one eye is wide open, as if he is a warrior.

"Hmph!" Lao Mo looked at him and shook his head, "No, you're not a warrior, you're a madman!"

After speaking, Lao Mo raised the magic sword in his hand and stabbed it towards the chest of Houtu Manshan.

But something unexpected happened, just listening to the sound of the 'bell', the Xuantian Thunder Pattern Sword stabbed on the chest of Houtu Manshan, and it failed to pierce into it, but was collapsed.

Old Mo was shocked, he originally thought that the appearance of Houtumanshan was tantamount to being killed, but now the situation has changed greatly, if he can't kill Houtumanshan before those ghosts appear again, then he will definitely die.

'How is this possible!' Lao Mo was shocked and angry, he couldn't kill this harmful Wu clan at first sight, Lao Mo was naturally unwilling, he then raised his sword again, and stabbed Hou Tuman Mountain several times in a row, but all in vain.

In the midst of a crisis, Lao Mo suddenly calmed down, and it was ineffective to attack the intact place of Tuman Mountain after his attack, so what about attacking the place where he was injured?

At this time, out of the corner of Lao Mo's eyes, he saw that the white mist not far away began to churn again, which meant that soon, there would be ghosts again.

The situation was urgent, and Lao Mo naturally couldn't wait any longer, so he raised his sword and stabbed at the wound on Hou Tumanshan's body.

'Sure enough!' Old Mo was overjoyed.

The blade of the sword flashed and disappeared, and it stabbed directly into the wound of Houtu Manshan.

Lao Mo drew his sword out, and suddenly a bloody sword burst out from the wound of Houtu Manshan.

However, although there are many wounds on Hou Tu Manshan's body, few of them are fatal, and the most convenient one is the eye of Hou Tu Manshan, one of his eyes was blinded by a stone earlier.

However, the Houtu Manshan is quite tall, Lao Mo is not tall enough, and he is the end of the strong crossbow, so he can't attack with a sword.

So Lao Mo circled around Houtuman Mountain, and when he turned to the back of Houtuman Mountain, he was immediately overjoyed.

Huang Daoge said

It's almost the Chinese New Year, and I can always hear the sound of firecrackers on the street.