The thirty or forty ghost generals outside the enchantment have been unable to break through for a long time, and they are becoming more and more irritable.

Suddenly, all the ghosts let out a frightened cry, like a wail from the depths of their souls, conveying a very frightened emotion.

Yang Qingxuan and Shi Yuyan sensed the abnormality at the same time, and the enchantment under the mixing of the two flags significantly reduced the pressure.

Yang Qingxuan's eyes flashed, staring at the ghost king outside the enchantment, and exclaimed, "What is the ghost king going to do?!"

Only then did everyone discover that from the body of the ghost king, countless blue-black blood vessels burst out, like a needle rain, inserted into the bodies of these ghost generals, desperately extracting their ghost qi.

The child-like face was full of hideousness and gloom.

By sucking a large amount of ghost qi on the ghost general's body, the injuries on the ghost king's body are recovering little by little, and from time to time light patterns are forced out of the body, "banging" to explode a piece of flesh and blood, and then repaired by the ghost qi.

Everyone's faces changed drastically, and they immediately understood what the ghost king was doing.

Hei Lan exclaimed, "What now?!"

Yang Qingxuan immediately made a decision and said: "You must not let him recover from his injury, otherwise there will be no chance of winning, now make a move, you can't wait any longer!"

Everyone swept their eyes and made eye contact with each other, all of them comprehended.

Yang Qingxuan and Shi Yuyan glanced at each other, pinched the trick at the same time, and took back the two flags.

The twin flags slowly parted in the air, a little reluctant.

There was an inexplicable strangeness in the hearts of the two, just like the yellow and blue flags, as if they were involved by some kind of emotion.

Especially Shi Yuyan, when she thought of the identity of the other party, she couldn't help but feel in a trance, her cheeks reflected crimson, and she felt that her face was hot.

Yang Qingxuan keenly noticed her blush, and exclaimed, "Miss Shi, are you okay?"

Shi Yuyan was even more ashamed, the crimson on her face was about to turn purple, she lowered her head, and said with a thin mosquito voice: "It's okay." ”

Yang Qingxuan was stunned for a moment, and said with some unease: "Is it really okay?"

Shi Yuyan was embarrassed and angry, and said angrily: "Naturally it's fine!"

Yang Qingxuan was a little inexplicable, and she didn't understand why her temper suddenly turned bad.

As soon as the Twin Flags enchantment was closed, the gloomy aura in the sky came to his face, and Hei Lan shouted: "Don't grind, shoot!"

Immediately, he turned into a pitch-black long whip in his hand, and black gas rose from it, if the flames burned, the figure shook in the air, and he hit the ghost king at a very fast speed, and shouted at the same time: "Cover!"

Yang Qingxuan and Shi Yuyan immediately followed, turning into two rays of brilliance, one burning the plain, and the first-class curved water.

The rest of the people also attacked the ghost generals around them as soon as possible, dragging them back and giving the three of them time.

"Boom!"

Hei Lan's long whip slammed in front of the Ghost King, causing a large ripple, and several bursting blood vessels were directly shattered by the black qi.

The Ghost King bared his teeth and made a painful sound from his mouth.

But although the long whip was fierce, it didn't hurt his body, and it was still blocked by a layer of ghost energy.

Hei Lan poured all his strength into the long whip, and countless runes flashed disillusionment on the whip, pressing the ghostly qi tumbling, but it could not be broken, and it was even difficult to gain half an inch!

"Yang Qingxuan, your fire!"

Hei Lan roared, the green tendons on his face burst out, and he gritted his teeth and said, "I'm afraid that only your karmic fire can break this gloomy ghostly aura!"

Needless to say, Yang Qingxuan has already come across the sky with a sword, and his karma is like a rainbow, slashing demons and punishing evil spirits!

The ghost king's pupils shrank, and he shot an angry gaze, bared his teeth and roared, his hands in front of him, and then his fists were clenched, and he pushed it out directly.

"Boom!"

The fist force rolled up a huge gang wind, turning into a cyan tornado, tearing through the space, rushing away, and hitting the sword rainbow.

The two-colored karmic fire was quickly dispersed, forming circles of fire patterns that illuminated the sky.

Although the ghost king is afraid of karmic fire, but after all, the strength is there, and he directly uses the realm to suppress karmic fire, so that he can't get close, although the energy consumption is extremely fast, but there is no way to do it, and the effect is not bad, completely blocking Yang Qingxuan.

But what followed was a clear stream, like mountains and flowing water, sweeping thousands of armies.

Shi Yuyan used the body of a woman to show this fierce and domineering, and the halberd used by men did not violate the harmony, but had an extra heroic spirit.

The ghost king's face was furious, and he shouted again, and the ghost qi on his body burst out, shaking Hei Lan and Yang Qingxuan back a few points, and then grabbed it with his left hand, and the cyan fingers like jade grabbed the sharp blade of the war halberd.

Shi Yuyan's face changed greatly, and she found that the immature little hand like green jade had the power of ten thousand catties, but it was difficult for her halberd to swing half a point.

The ghost king's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and with a push of his left hand, the halberd pressed back.

Shi Yuyan also had a lot of experience in battle, so he hurriedly let go of his hands, and then the halberd shuttled past him. He did not retreat but advanced, and in an instant, he took a few steps forward, and deceived himself in front of the ghost king, and his beautiful eyes suddenly became calm as water, without the slightest ripple.

"Autumn Light Painting Screen!"

A sword light like water and snow, flashed out from the posture of the embroidered chrysanthemum and scattered white clothes.

Beauty is like a jade sword, like a rainbow.

The ghost king's face changed, and he said secretly: "It's not good!"

But the sword was as powerful as water and light, and it had broken through the gloomy aura and stabbed in front of him.

The Ghost King was shocked, and hurriedly withdrew his hand, ignoring Yang Qingxuan and Hei Lan's attacks, and grabbed the sword Mu Hanxue with both hands.

Shi Yuyan's eyes shrank, flashed resoluteness and composure, and called softly: "Yang Qingxuan." ”

Yang Qingxuan's body shook, and he seemed to feel something, and hurriedly turned around.

I saw that the soul light on Shi Yuyan's body was magnificent, turning into a series of soul prints and spreading, and Namu Hanxue was as cold as frost, swinging a clear light like a cold moon.

Yang Qingxuan's heart shrank suddenly, and he immediately understood the meaning of Shi Yuyan's call to him. She's about to strike that heart.

However, after this move appears, it will lose its strength all over its body and completely lose its combat power for a certain period of time.

She was asking him to protect her.

Yang Qingxuan didn't understand why Shi Yuyan called herself.

Shi Yuyan herself didn't understand that if someone else was around, she would definitely not dare to use this trick. But now it's working.

And she secretly felt strange in her heart, she had been in the Black Sea for a long time, and now she had performed a total of three heart strikes, and he was by her side.

Once it was to deal with Niba, and he took away the Xuanyuan Water Control Flag. The second time was to deal with him directly, and he took the initiative to send back the Xuanyuan Water Control Flag. And this is the third time, and the identities of the two have changed from passers-by, enemies, to current comrades-in-arms.

Although the two of them had their minds racing, they didn't have much time and distractions, and the sword light on Mu Hanxue suddenly burst out, like a silver candle and autumn light cold painting screen.

It is also like a cold night on the steps of the sky, as cool as water.

As soon as Yang Qingxuan's long sword was retracted, he turned around, and a faint purple fire cloud flashed on his clear face, between his eyebrows.