There were only three of the twelve paladins left, the silver armor was all soaked in blood, and the war horses were also dismembered by the ghost stabbing warriors, and they rolled to the ground, holding the cross holy sword in one hand, and the shield in the other, and the three of them were back to back, and the ghost stabbing warriors who came up in despair.dt.com They saw the death of the Seraphim fall, the life and death of the sect leader was unknown, the holy angel was destroyed, and even the staff of judgment was destroyed alive, to this point, they no longer had any luck, no miracles appeared, and God could not save their lives.

Fujiwara Jusaro and Chihiro are like two flying ghosts, chasing and fighting in Jane's manor, which is almost in ruins.

The sword flickered occasionally, and the figure disappeared again.

Fast past a meteor, a thousand murderous aura.

Fujiwara has been immersed in martial arts for 60 years, and he is a ninjutsu master for thousands of years.

At first, Fujiwara didn't take painting Chihiro in his eyes, just a yellow-haired girl, even if she started practicing martial arts from her mother's womb, how strong could she be?

Unexpectedly, as soon as his hands were crossed, he was completely restrained by Hua Chihiro, even if he used the most proud swordsmanship in his life to the extreme, he could not have the slightest upper hand.

Under the fierce attack of Chihiro, Fujiwara Jusan Lang can only struggle to support.

Originally, hoping that the allies would fight back, and did not want the sea eagles to turn back at a critical moment, the Templars were almost wiped out from St. Peccalius II down, and the great shape shì turned into a one-sided massacre today.

The three major sect masters were killed one after another, and the top ten super disciples were all killed, and now he was the only one left in the Blood Crane Gate.

Seeing St. Peccarius II falling, Fujiwara Jusanro completely lost the courage to fight again, and shook his sword like an arrow into the lake, and disappeared in an instant.

"Water escape?"

Painting Chihiro sneered, and threw the Hating Sky Hook casually, and the Hating Sky Hook turned into a silver cockle into the water, opened his teeth and claws, shook his head and tail, and pounced on the Fujiwara Holy Lord who had escaped by borrowing water.

Fujiwara Jusan Lang never imagined that Chihiro had such magical powers, although his water escape technique was wonderful, how could he be the opponent of the silver cockroach underwater?

The turbidity waves rolled, and a lake of blood rose to the sky.

Even if there is a Tiancong Cloud Sword to protect the body, Fujiwara was scratched several times by the silver mantle, and the skin was open and fleshy, and it was deep enough to reach the bone.

Helpless, he had to flee back to the shore and hide with the help of the art of Mu Dun.

The silver cockroach also cracked and flew up, returned to the hands of Hua Qianxun, and turned into a hater hook again.

Painting Qianxun is the sect leader of the Ghost King Sect, proficient in the Heavenly Eye Technique, and the gods and ghosts have nothing to hide in front of her, not to mention a mortal body?

She swung her Hater Hook and flew over the small lake, slashing straight at the crooked old maple tree in the forest on the opposite bank.

When Fujiwara saw it, he was shocked, knowing that Xingzang was pierced by the painting Chihiro, so he didn't dare to delay, and he drilled into the ground with the technique of earth escape.

Seeing this, Hua Qianxun took out a small green flag from his body, which was the treasure of the Ghost King Sect - Huangquan Yin.

The small flag flew out, turned into nine in the air, and sank into the earth.

Nine small flags occupy nine directions, forming a "Nine Shadows Cloud Luo Great Array"

, the black fog in a radius of dozens of zhang is rolling, the yin wind is blowing, and the land has become more solid than the diamond rock, turning into a boundless black prison, faintly with thousands of ghosts crying and moaning.

The vine was trapped underground, unable to advance or retreat, and saw the ghosts of the buildings rushing in like a tide, and the eerie and rotten ghost claws could touch his skin.

Fujiwara Thirteen was flustered, and he bit the tip of his tongue violently, and a mouthful of blood sprayed on the Tiancong Cloud Sword.

The blood of the Heavenly Cloud Sword was flourishing, and the ten thousand ghosts retreated.

Fujiwara Jushiro took the opportunity to escape from the ground, but before he could catch his breath, the Sky Hatred Hook pressed against his neck.

Fujiwara Thirteen sighed and closed his eyes to die.

In this battle, he tried everything he could in his life to escape from the hands of Painting Chihiro, what else can he say?

Draw Qianxun Hao's wrist hard, and just about to draw the hating hook down, I heard Fu Chenxue shouting: "Chihiro, don't kill him!" ”

"Why?"

Painting Qianxun stopped, turned around and looked at Fu Chenxue coldly.

The old lady finally caught this old devil, you said that if you don't kill it, you won't kill it, what is it to be an old lady?

Also, why do you call the old lady...... Chihiro?

Who are you?

Fu Chenxue touched the murderous gaze of Hua Qianxun, and knew that she had touched the reverse scales of this little girl's skin, rubbed her nose curtly, and said with a smile: "This old devil is still useful, it's a pity to kill him." ”

Painting Chihiro snorted coldly, put away the hating hook, and slapped his backhand on Fujiwara Thirteen's back, nine "ghost king needles" as thin as cow's hair

Penetrate the body.

Fujiwara Jushiro let out a muffled sound, trembling all over, and piercing blood oozing from the corners of his mouth.

The Ghost King Needle is the secret poisonous secret weapon of the Ghost King Sect, which enters the meridians and flows with the blood, making people lose their muscles and veins, like a powerful ghost, and howling miserably all day long.

Once in the skull, the mind is completely lost, and it will turn into a ghost slave, and life is worse than death.

If you are hit by the Ghost King Needle, unless you take it out with the secret technique of the Ghost King Sect, even the immortals are helpless.

After only three breaths, Fujiwara Jusharo hissed and howled in pain.

Nine ghost kings needle into the body, every point forward, like a thousand blades, Fujiwara Thirteen Lang's skills are profound, almost up to the realm of heaven and man, can not bear this cramp and peel the pain, eager to bite his tongue immediately to commit suicide.

The tragic thing is that the ghost king needle in his body does not even have the right to die.

Fu Chenxue saw that the Fujiwara Holy Lord's eyes were red, like a mad demon, and he was rolling on the ground in pain, and he was also shocked: "Chihiro, what did you do to him?" ”

Hua Qianxun said coldly: "I can't even bear a few ghost king needles, and I dare to call myself the Holy Lord?" What a shame! ”

"Ghost King Needle?"

Fu Chenxue's heart jumped suddenly, it was really the most poisonous woman's heart, the immortal was hit by the ghost king needle, and he had to knock off the three flowers on his head, not to mention that Fujiwara was just a mortal?

Fu Chenxue didn't dare to dwell on this issue, and asked, "Chihiro, how about I talk to this old devil?" ”

Painting Chihiro said coldly: "I said, don't call me by my name, I don't know you well." ”

"Uh......"

Fu Chenxue rubbed her nose desperately, Nima, kissed and kissed, touched and touched, you are now sending Lao Tzu away without a word?

When Lao Tzu is...... Ducks?

Fu Chenxue smiled evilly: "Why don't I still call you a lady?" ”

When painting Qianxun, his face was flushed, he was ashamed and anxious, and he raised his bare hand and slapped it towards Fu Chenxue: "Bad billet...... Who is your wife? I...... I'll kill you! ”

Fu Chenxue was shocked, "Kick and kick"

He took seven or eight steps back and shouted, "The gentleman doesn't move his hands...... Uh, lady, do you really want to murder your husband? ”

Painting Qianxun's willow eyebrows upside down, he pulled out the hating hook again, and killed Fu Chenxue like a splash of wind.

Butran just came over, and the scene, for some reason, shouted: "Fu Chenxue, what's the matter with you two?" How do you fight with your own people? ”

Painting Chihiro had nowhere to vent, and reflexively swung his hook at Butram: "You're not a good thing, I'll kill you first." ”

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