"Whoosh!"

The wind and sand behind him have been chasing closely, and there is a ghost crying wolf howling from the wind and sand.

"The ghost is not gone!"

Mo Xie scolded, he didn't want to continue fighting with that difficult guy anymore, the purpose of his trip was only to kill Zhang Hao, as long as he completed this purpose, he could retreat. And if Zhang Hao can't be killed this time, then it will be difficult to find the other party next time.

The three holes of the cunning rabbit, not to mention the people.

This time, Mo Xie turned a town upside down, and asked Zhang Hao's hiding place, what about next time?

"Ahh

A stone hit Mo Xie's shoulder, and the huge force made Mo Xie's body crooked.

The footsteps of the wind and sand have caught up with Mo Ye, and its speed is still rising, Mo Ye doesn't know whether its upper limit is less, but he knows that if he continues to avoid without fighting, sooner or later he will be swallowed by the wind and sand or other means used by the other party.

It's really tough...... Cultivator!

There is no way to avoid it!

Swept sideways, letting go of the limelight, Mo Xie turned around and rushed down the mountain again.

"Sword Eighteen!

Mo Ye already has a killing heart for Ma Ye, and this time he started with his own specialty, and it was also the strongest blow he could skillfully control.

The fiery red sword light enveloped Mo Ye's body, and the Fire Lin Broken Sword seemed to be excited by his heartfelt killing intent.

"It's a good time! Heaven and earth are infinite! Qiankun borrows the law!"

Ma Ye, who was outside the sea of fire, had been raising his sword flat and pointing in the direction of Mo Ye after casting the wind and sand, and now that Mo Ye had turned back, he didn't need to drive the wind and sand anymore, he immediately threw the sword into the air, and at the same time pinched the trick with one hand, and recited the Taoist mantra aloud in his mouth.

A spell was smashed into the sword, and then the long sword turned into a blue light and went straight to Mo Xie.

The long sword and the kung fu on the long sword are not the real skills of the monks, the Tao is.

"Bear!"

The galloping sword light pierced into the sea of fire, and endless flames poured towards the sword, but in a moment, the blue light on the long sword turned into flames.

The sword was wrapped in flames, as if its body had expanded several times, and it became a sword of flames.

A flaming sword that only giants can wield!

"Dang!"

The sword wrapped in flames slammed into the man wrapped in sword light, and a sound like striking iron rang out.

The collision point was in the sea of fire, the flames blocked Ma Ye's vision, and he only saw that there seemed to be a black shadow that was knocked out obliquely, but he couldn't see whether the other party's shape was a person or a sword.

But whether it is a person or a sword that is knocked away, there is no difference for Ma Ye, if you really want to count it, he has already passed no less than a hundred moves with Mo Ye, and the battle between monks and monks, not to mention a hundred moves, is enough to understand the strength of the other party within ten moves.

While Mo Ye scolded Ma Ye for being difficult, why didn't Ma Ye secretly scold Mo Ye?

He knew that Mo Ye would never be cleaned up so easily.

"Ahh

Ma Ye's upper body was no longer in the wisps, he put the only remaining hand into his crotch, and then took out a large number of talismans from it.

Well, this is a real arsenal!

Ma Ye didn't look at the number and threw the talisman into the air, and at the same time imprinted a palm on his chest, and after spurting out a mouthful of blood and a cry of pain, he recited the incantation again.

Blood was sprinkled all over the sky, and each talisman was stained with blood, and the incantation text on the talisman was drawn by a red pen, and at this time, it was stained with blood again, and suddenly, an unspeakable meaning leaked out of the incantation.

"Geng is in the ugly fire!"

The incantations were one after another, and there was a blood-red luster flowing through the rune paper in the sky, and they were suspended by Ma Ye's side, and the wind passed by, and the waves were unfazed.

"Changguang is the medium for blood induction!"

The red light circulating on the many runes has gradually transcended the boundaries of the rune papers, and they have begun to wander away from the rune papers, and there seem to be countless blood-red veins in the air, they are entangled and colluded with each other, interweaving a mysterious but shuddering picture.

"Nether—open!!"

The spell ended with Ma Ye's last roar, and at the same time, Ma Ye's decent image in front of many mortals and peers ended.

This is clearly the trick of calling on the feminine!

"Shuo—"

In fact, from the time Ma Ye threw the sword in his hand to the time he cast the current magic trick, it was only a matter of three or four seconds, and the blood-red lines overflowing from the rune paper were linked to each other, and gradually, a blood-red humanoid object stood out from the lines.

It was black, covered in blood-red lines, and had human limbs, but its head had horns like that of a cow, and two spectral lights flickered in its eyes.

"Roar!"

As the wind blew, huge monsters emerged one after another from the red lines, each with a height of more than three meters.

They're from hell.

"Hyakki—Night Walk!"

There were a total of twenty ghosts that emerged from the blood red, and when the ghosts were exhausted, the rune papers around Ma Ye also fell to the ground one after another, spontaneously combusted without fire, and in a blink of an eye, they became ashes on the ground.

"Roar!"

The ghosts roared loudly, and then rushed into the fire together.

"Was it really my sword that was knocked away?"

Seeing this, Ma Ye has already made a judgment about the victory or defeat of the previous collision.

Mo Xie is really a strong enemy!

But, after tonight, there will be no such person in the world.

There was a chill and mockery in Ma Ye's eyes, but before he could say anything, a strange red color surged up his cheeks.

"Ahem......!"

He bent down in agony, and finally sat down on the ground, gulps of blood spat out of his mouth, most of which was jet black.

Summoning ghosts to appear in the world is still too heavy a burden for a foundation-building monk, and Ma Ye has already experienced a fierce battle before, and he is close to running out of oil at this moment.

"What the hell?"

The flying sword that knocked Ma Ye away was not comfortable for Mo Ye, the Huolin Sword was already broken, and it took a lot of effort and attention to make the Huolin Sword not hurt again and fly Ma Ye's sword at the moment when he saw that it collided with the flying sword. However, the price he paid was that the sword light on his side was completely wiped out.

The sword qi stacked up and started all over again.

It's just that before he could kill him again, something strange appeared on Ma Ye's side.

He watched as the ghost was summoned out, and the wind invaded his perception, giving him the feeling that the back of his head had been put into an ice cube.

A cold and unearthly power, this is an opponent that Mo Ye has never met.

But, coincidentally, Mo Xie exchanged things for dealing with ghosts.

"Come on!"

The flying knives with the engraving that had been made had all been lost, but the method of engraving had long been deeply imprinted in Mo Ye's mind.

Raising the broken sword, Mo Ye made a hole in the palm of his left hand, dipped in blood, and he drew a spirit killing mark on his palm.

Leaning in, he faced the ghost.