The night is dark and there is no edge in sight. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info ghost howls in the ears, and the heart is piercing!

The silent moonlight flowed on Wushuang's resolute and domineering face, adding a bit of solemnity and coldness.

Wushuang's body began to burn with a raging red flame, like a pure flame left in the world by ancient times, exuding a scorching and sultry aura, and in an instant, the cold aura brought by the night walk of the hundred ghosts was swept away.

"Miscellaneous, disappear!" Wushuang's cold eyes seemed to see through the heavy obstruction of the black mist, staring at the evil wolf in the black mist, holding the knife in both hands, and quickly slashing forward, and then quickly slanted up, and the move in one go slashed the evil ghost in front of him into several pieces with the rolling waves of fire: "Fire Jiao Attack!" ”

Mu Shan looked at the stream of fire, and with the slashing of the Wushuang blade, like the waves of the sea, it rushed towards the evil ghosts layer by layer, twisting the evil ghosts in the three zhang range in front of the Wushuang body into powder, and then surging towards the black mist with the momentum of the wind shouting.

What really surprised Mu Shan was that the layers of fire wave sword qi, as if they had their own life, constantly evolving in the air, turning into a lifelike dragon, opening their teeth and dancing claws, roaring and biting, divine might, with the transformation of the peerless knife, constantly changing the direction of the attack, wrapping the black qi heavily.

Mu Shan's eyes lit up, staring intently without blinking, and his hands waved in a peerless posture from time to time, like a sponge, eager to engrave Wushuang's moves into his mind: "What a subtle martial art, when will I be able to learn such profound and sharp tricks!" ”

"......Boom" A fire Jiao rushed head-on towards the evil wolf in the black mist, but before it could break through the defense of the black mist, a demon condensed by the evil wolf was blocked from the black fog with the madness of a moth to the fire.

Huojiao is like its own arm, driven by Wushuang, constantly changing its position, attacking the evil wolf in the black fog at an unpredictable angle, and the evil wolf has been condensing the evil ghost with its own ghost power, and constantly passively receiving Wushuang's attacks, and the two sides actually began to fight a protracted war of attrition for a while.

"Boom ......" Mu Shan looked ahead, from time to time there were demons suicidal to take over the unparalleled fire Jiao attack, and then burst out of dazzling firelight, the wind mixed with hot air whistling, the ears were actually the roars of both sides unwilling to admit defeat, slowly, the blood in the heart began to be awakened by the scene in front of him, tiptoe a little to the ground, like a peng spread its wings, flying to the sky above Wushuang, yelling: "Ghost thing, don't forget that you still have an opponent!" ”

"Watch me blast you to ashes with a single sword!" Mu Shan shouted angrily, activated the surging true qi in his body, and frantically poured the ancient sword in his hand to ward off evil spirits, prompting a huge and magnificent golden-purple sword qi, lighting up the entire night sky, and then slashing down towards the black mist below with the power of destroying the withering and decaying.

Wushuang raised his head slightly, looked at the majestic golden-purple sword qi, and said disdainfully: "This guy, the moves are undisciplined and unsightly, and he doesn't even know how to control his internal force at all, he is really a layman!" ”

For Mu Shan's pure violence, which has no skill at all, the best way is to easily avoid it, but the evil wolf has more than enough heart and power. Mushuang's fierce attacks limited its movements, and as long as it showed a flaw, then the next was Mushuang's fatal blow.

In desperation, the evil wolf drove the ghost qi around him, stretched out a pair of dark and cold hands from the black mist, and sandwiched Mu Shan's sword qi in the air.

"Whoa......" A terrible ghost howl suddenly came out from the black mist, and the big eerie hands seemed to be poured with boiling oil, sizzling, letting out a hysterical roar, and countless distorted grimaces appeared on the big hands, and then quickly dissolved, leaving a cry that made people's scalps tingle.

The heroic righteousness attached to the ancient sword itself did not even dare to plunder its edge of the ancient alien species of the hook, let alone an ordinary fierce ghost!

In an instant, the golden-purple sword qi slashed into the black mist with an indomitable momentum, and the rolling and surging flames kept eating away at the ghost qi in the black mist, threatening to completely wipe it out.

Wushuang saw the remaining black fog like a frightened rabbit, and fled frantically towards the rear, wanting to go forward to pursue, but suddenly felt a burst of dizziness, staggered, and almost fell: "It's going to escape, stop it, cut the grass and eradicate the roots!" ”

Although Mu Shan intended to pursue, but the sword just now had already used a lot of strength, and now that the offensive is old, he can't use other attacks for the time being, so he can only blush, and roar unconvinced: "I'm not blind!" ”

Wushuang looked at the sword qi that Mu Shan slashed on the ground in front of him and still hadn't disappeared, how could he not understand Mu Shan's state at the moment, the corners of his eyebrows twitched slightly, and he shouted weakly: "Idiot, who did you learn martial arts from, don't you know that working hard is the biggest taboo for martial artists!" ”

"It's, it's just a big idiot with no brains!"

Mu Shan was about to refute, but suddenly heard a woman's voice, with a bit of naughty and banter, from the front, the direction of the black fog escaping, came slowly: "Two big men, even a machine spirit can't be even, shame, shame, shame!" ”

"Ayara Weaving Net!" Mu Shan only felt that this voice was very familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere, and looked into the distance, only to see the black fog fleeing ahead, shooting out of thin air countless white as snow, flying up and down, dancing left and right, weaving into an impermeable net, tightly wrapping the black gas.

This voice, where have I heard it before!

This feeling is so kind!

Who is that rude and unruly woman?

Mu Shan looked at the black fog that was wrapped in a ball in a daze, and he was still struggling, trying to break through the black fog, and he was a little distracted for a while.

"Big idiot, how long will it take, don't do it quickly, as long as a piece of canvas pierces the black mist, you can severely damage and wipe out the machine spirit!" The woman's voice came from afar again, with a little anxiety: "What are you still in a daze, can't you understand people's words, do it quickly!" ”

Mu Shan only felt a sudden warmth in his heart, and unconsciously used the tone of an elder to reprimand: "Hmph, who is an idiot, how do you speak, no big or small guy!" ”

"Look, let you see what real strength is!" Mu Shan finally withdrew the sword momentum in his hand, took a deep breath, and then tapped the ground with his toes, and rushed towards the ball of cloth that rushed left and right as lightning speed.

Mu Shan felt the cold wind blowing in his face, only to feel a sense of pride stirring in his chest, and suddenly appeared in his mind the appearance of Wushuang when he used to fight the sky and kill the soul, time seemed to stop, and the movements of Wushuang were repeated slowly and clearly between Mu Shan's eyes, and then there was a special feeling, silently echoing in Mu Shan's heart, driving his hands and feet to make the same action as Wushuang: "Zhan Tian, killing souls!" ”

"How......" The black mist seemed to sense the coming of death, or roared madly, or pleaded cowardly, and the chaotic voice was like a knife, picking out the irritability in Mu Shan's heart.

"Suffer death!" Mu Shan's flowing stabbing hand was the ancient sword of warding off evil spirits, and the surging flames continued to condense towards the tip of the sword, until Mu Shan's ancient sword of warding off evil spirits pierced through the cloth and plunged deep into the black mist.

"Boom!" After the flames were compressed to the limit, they suddenly burst out in the black mist, and for a while, I saw Su Aya shattering colorfully, like butterflies flying, the flames soared into the sky, and the sound of rumbling explosions was mixed with the resentful curses of many evil ghosts when they were dying, and spread leisurely among the trees.