The big flag on the head of the city waved, and Chi Hun had already seen that although Yue Guangzu had not come down to stop it, the signal had already told the other party that this son could not be killed.

Seeing that Fang Zhong was shrouded in the sword light of the Demon King, and he was worried about his life at any time, he shouted: "Master of the Hall, this kid has not dried up, and he has not defiled your big knife if he kills it, spare this kid." ”

As soon as the Ghost King heard Chi Hun's words, he knew that things had changed, otherwise that Chi Hun would kill Fang Zhong and then quickly, and there would be no reason to intercede for him. He looked at the city and saw the flag of the word 'Qian' waving, which was a code that had been agreed on a long time ago, Xu Sheng was not allowed to kill, and this son was still useful. The Ghost King sneered in his heart: "I never wanted to take his life, what do you have to worry about?" The hand kept going, still dancing a few zhang long sword light, slashing towards Fang Zhong at once, but the strength in his hand has always been extremely good, neither making Fang Zhong unable to resist, nor letting him deal with it calmly, just suppressing him unable to move.

Although Fang Zhong and the Hideous Beast were extremely fast, they encountered the Smoke Horse, which was also known for its degree, one had not yet grown up, and the other had already mastered it from the heart, and the two eliminated the other's strengths, but the Ghost King was better. Therefore, whenever Fang Zhong wanted to get out of the range of the sword light, he would definitely catch up from behind and block the way first.

In the eyes of others, the Demon King and Fang Zhong had fought repeatedly for several rounds, although Fang Zhong was inferior, but he could still barely support under such a sword light, which made countless people shocked, and they asked which sect of disciples this was, so young that he had such courage and ability, if he took time to rì, the future of rì would be limitless.

Fang Zhong held his twin swords in his hands, opening his bow left and right, blocking and stabbing, and occasionally counterattacking with one or two moves. It wasn't that Fang Zhong didn't want to use the talisman, but he really didn't have time to use it in that stormy sword light. In addition to the palm thunder that has long been practiced in the heart, the others also need the help of the rune paper, and when the sacrifice is excited, when fighting in close quarters, there is no delay at all, where can you calmly use the rune. It was when the Ghost King saw this that he refused to relax and beat him violently. The Ghost King pressed Fang Zhong down again with a knife, and shouted, "Boy, as long as you get off the beast, I will take it away, and I won't kill you." ”

Fang Zhong gritted his teeth and said angrily: "If you want me to give it up, unless I die, otherwise I don't think about it." ”

The Ghost King laughed instead of being angry: "Good boy, I really can't take you!" If you want to survive, come down obediently. As soon as the words fell, the white gas in the big red gourd on the back bubbled, and several white gases erupted from behind, and in a blink of an eye, they turned into several illusory shadows scattered in all directions. Those phantoms appeared around Fang Zhong in a flash, although they were vague, but the chill still made Fang Zhong feel excited. Others cast the technique of the ghost path, the ghost mist churned, yīn qi was sensible, and the ghost king also performed the technique of the ghost path, but there was no such shape, and the ghost qi was hidden, but it can be seen that this is the appearance of returning to the basics only when the cultivation has reached an extremely high level, and Fang Zhong has not been able to do this step.

Fang Zhong saw that he had used the technique of the ghost path, although it was not a ghost possession, it must not be simple, if he wanted to capture himself, it was either ghost poison or ghost mystery. He turned his eyes to look left and right, only to see a few vague phantoms, and counted in his heart, there were actually as many as six! This is no small surprise. If there are more than three, it is a masterpiece, and the six ghosts are in the same grave, isn't it the only one in the masterpiece, and there is no second one in the world. How did he get it?

Six phantoms surrounded Fang Zhong, and the Ghost King shouted, "Get down!" Six phantoms rushed in at the same time, three of them sprayed black mist, and the other three had red eyes and attached to Fang Zhong's body, and it turned out to be a ghost poison and ghost fan at the same time. Fang Zhong closed his mouth and nose, although the ghost poison couldn't hurt him, it was difficult to prevent yīn from being possessed by ghosts. Fang Zhong slashed with his sword, and walked to the side, the Ghost King had already expected it, and rushed to the front again, and the huge sword light slashed straight to the ground, almost cutting off the front feet of the hideous beast. The beast's castration was blocked, and it reacted completely instinctively, turning around and finding another way out. With this turning effort, the three phantoms had already arrived in front of Fang Zhong.

Fang Zhong felt that his whole body was cold and piercing, and he didn't dare to hesitate any longer, and the gourd stopper on his waist burst out with a pop!

When the ghost hand of the phantom touched Shang Zhong's body, an object in his chest also flashed with a bright light, but when Fang Zhong used the ghost method to summon ghosts to protect his body, that bright light dimmed again, and even Fang Zhong didn't notice it.

As soon as the three phantoms touched Fang Zhong's body, they were blocked by the same yīn qi, and they pounced into it but failed to get in, but were split into six sections by Fang Zhong's sword.

The six phantoms dissipated at the same time, recondensing and forming not far away. Before Fang Zhong's qi dissipated, two ghost shadows flashed in the haze and disappeared into the gourd. A qiē is just a blink of an eye, and people who are far away can't see what happened at all.

The Ghost King was stunned for a moment, and looked at Fang Zhong with a little surprise, his eyes first turned on Fang Zhong, and finally landed on the mutton fat gourd around his waist. He said suspiciously: "Stinky boy, what is this?" ”

Fang Zhong's face was pale, he didn't say a word, he turned his head and left.

The Ghost King sneered, "The hall master asked you something, and you want to leave if you don't answer?" The black smoke horse flashed forward, and slashed at it with his knife again. This knife is not only faster, but also a little more powerful.

Fang Zhongxian was weak in his heart, and he didn't dare to reveal that he also knew the art of ghost dao in front of so many people, and the ghost mound hanging on his waist was the ghost mound. In the eyes of others, these are all evil methods that harm others, and if they are known, they must think that they are also evildoers, using ghosts to harm others, and taking the blood of others for their own use. At this moment, the eyes of the Demon King were already fixed on this mutton fat gourd, even if he could only save his life by using the ghost method, he didn't dare to use it again. Fang Zhong raised his sword to frame the sword of the Enlightened Ghost King, and felt that this knife was particularly heavy, not only was his hands numb, but even the body of the hideous beast was squatting down, and he looked a little overwhelmed.