Hearing Sun Wukong's reminder, coupled with the reflex nerves of ordinary people, Feng Zi reflected in an instant, his body hung in the air, and his hands immediately grabbed the edge of the road. Feng Zi, the www.biquge.info of the pen "Fun", breathed a sigh of relief, and looked down at the sharp blades of iron thorns all over the ground, and there was a faint pain with a little itch coming from the place where the iron thorns were under the foot plate, but he felt very comfortable. The current Feng Zi looks a bit like the barefoot steel knife on the street, which is really funny.

At this time, the red light in the eyes of the five ghost warriors shone brightly, and they did not let go of this opportunity at all, and at the same time raised the blade in their hands and slashed into the air towards the wind.

Feng Zi clung to the lower edge of the road, exerted all his strength, flipped over in the air, and landed in the middle of the narrow road.

With a twist of the ghost samurai blade, the five blades changed their original direction and slashed fiercely towards the wind purple. "Thorn!" The sharp and piercing sound of metal grinding sounded, and the cold light of the katana did not leave any emotion, and slashed towards the wind purple frantically.

Feng Zi was annoyed, he felt that he was a little guilty now, the level gap was so big, he couldn't beat this kind of garbage at level 30!

Feng Zi's body turned left and right, clapping and kicking, dodging the stabbing katana one by one, his fists mixed with the powerful bombardment of inch fists, and a circle of ripples spread between his fists, but it was the shock of qi, forcing the air to shrink.

Boom! The whole road collapsed, and the location of the ghost warriors collapsed, and the way Feng Zi thought of was to use the underground spikes to stab them to death!

However, the five oni warriors were agile and jumped up from the originally sunken pavement with great speed.

Feng Zi clenched his fists, the sweat on his forehead ran down his cheeks, and he kept telling himself: "Be calm!" This is the first time Feng Zi has fought for such a long time, and has not caused substantial damage to the other party! Feng Zi took advantage of the gap in time, calmly analyzed, and after thinking about it carefully, Feng Zi remembered what these monsters seemed to be... Hallucinations?

Don't...... Feng Zi seemed to understand what this hallucination system meant, he had heard Boomer say that humans will become ghosts after they die, it is a state of nothingness, this state cannot be seen or touched, just like air. And at the moment, although this so-called ghost warrior can see it, but he can't touch it, he can only beat himself, but he can't beat him, and this kind of existence can only be explained by illusion or nothingness! But whether it is an illusion or a void ghost, Feng Zi knows that since the system has classified these ghost warriors into the ranks of "monsters", there must be a way to defeat them! It's just that he hasn't found it yet, what kind of method can be used to hurt these five monsters.

"Hiss" The characteristic laughter of the ghost warrior came, Feng Zi didn't have time to think about anything else, in the current situation, he could only defend passively, as for attacking...... It doesn't work for these guys at all.

Feng Zi hurriedly dodged, his mind was always working, calmly analyzing the weaknesses of these five ghost warriors, but racking his brains, Feng Zi just didn't see what these monsters were weak about!

"Feng Zi, do you want me to help you?" Sun Wukong stood in the distance, and saw Feng Zi dodging the attack of the ghost warrior in embarrassment, so he said worriedly.

Feng Zi's body twisted like a water snake, the blade wiped his clothes and moved over, after hearing Sun Wukong's words, Feng Zi replied lightly: "No! I don't allow anyone to rob my monster!" After speaking, ignoring what Sun Wukong thinks, Feng Zi continued to dodge.

Feng Zi knew that it was not a way to go on like this, and thought to himself: "Dodging like this will consume a lot of physical strength, since they use weapons, I also use weapons to resist, it should be much easier!" Thinking of this, Feng Zi retreated a few meters away like lightning, and took advantage of the time when the five ghost warriors chased after him, and quickly untied the death scythe tied with a rope from behind his back.

For a long time, Feng Zi rarely uses weapons, because this world is different from the world he originally stayed in, there are few equipment here, and fighting monsters with weapons is not as good as the effect of fists, because weapons cannot play a role in improving strength! On the contrary, it will hinder Feng Zi's own actions and greatly reduce his strength, so Feng Zi usually fights with his bare hands, and rarely uses weapons, and like Feng Zi, Sun Wukong rarely uses weapons, just because the level of the opponent is constantly rising, and fighting with weapons has been eliminated.

Feng Zi held the sickle in his hand, a feeling of blood connection was born, the sickle in his hand was trembling, it seemed that it also had its own emotions, it was excited, it was joy, a series of indescribable feelings poured into Feng Zi's heart.

"Brush!" Feng Zi waved the sickle with one hand, the wind was cold, and the sickle broke through the air and drew a beautiful trajectory!

Feng Zi looked at the scythe in his hand with some guilt, he knew that this scythe had inherited his character, the same belligerence, the same desire to fight, and it must have been very painful to put it on hold for so long!

The five ghost samurai wielded the katana in their hands and struck towards Feng Zi here like an aurora movie. The knife roared, the white light was like practice, the body and the knife were combined, the knife and the man were one, and they stabbed at the wind and purple quickly, full of momentum that would never look back!

In the face of the five katanas, Feng Zi's hand rose and fell, the scythe in his hand slammed across the air in his chest, the palm of his hand rubbed the end of the handle, the blade flashed brightly, and the bloodthirsty ghost flashed, invisible and shadowless.

"Bang, bang, bang......" The metal clash sounded, and the five oni warrior figures retreated sharply, as if they had been shaken back by some kind of force. Feng Zi was slightly stunned, looked down at the "humming" scythe in his hand, his face was ecstatic, he finally found a way to defeat these five monsters.