"Zheng!"

The ink left the sheath, and the slender and sharp blade glowed with a cold light in the dimness, and at this time, the red and black aura that diffused quickly entwined up, and the already pitch-black ink left at this time exuding a demonic, bloody, dead silence and domineering aura.

With a slight exertion of his legs, the force that was bound on his legs suddenly dispersed and was broken alive.

At this time, the female ghost screamed, and the long hair waving behind her back attacked him like a black snake.

Shang Luo nodded on his toes and stepped back to the right.

The brunette turned nimbly and continued to grab at him.

Because he didn't know the specific details of the female ghost, Shang Luo didn't dare to act rashly, but just avoided it carefully, and cut off a strand of black hair with a blade from time to time.

Fortunately, after experiencing Shang Wu's teaching, these black hairs are certainly flexible, but the attack speed is far inferior to the original terrifying sword qi, and he can dodge the terrifying sword qi, not to mention these black hairs, after more than a dozen attacks, not even a single blood mark has been caused to Shang Luo.

Seeing that the former ants could survive for so long under the Yin Ghost that he had carefully cultivated, Yang Yue's heart became more and more impatient. The pain in his abdomen was sharp, and he could clearly feel the rapid passage of life.

Although he said that he wanted Shang Luo to bury him, deep down Yang Yue still wanted to live.

And the premise of being alive is to at least catch the slippery little ghost in front of you.

Thinking of this, Yang Yue patted the gray and black gourd on his waist and pulled out the jade plug of the gourd.

Immediately afterwards, a stream of gray gas fluttered out from the mouth of the gourd, and the gray gas was thick, and there were countless ghosts floating in the faint air.

"Go. ”

Yang Yue pointed to Shang Luo who was dodging, and in an instant, more than a dozen powerful ghosts roared away.

Among them are butchers with big shoulders and round waists and butcher knives, pregnant women with swollen bellies and swollen limbs, rich sons with slender bodies and gorgeous clothes, drooping old men with weak and goosebumps, and a few children who are only four or five years old and should have been happy under their parents' knees......

They have different identities, different ages, and different appearances, and the only thing they have in common is probably the undisguised gloomy resentment on their faces, and the greed and hunger that want to devour Shang Luo alive.

For a while, the ghost of this house was longing, like a hell of the underworld.

Feeling the aggravation of the concentration of yin qi in the house, Shang Luo frowned slightly and glanced around.

The place where he was the front yard of the house, and the space was originally large enough for him to dodge back and forth, but at this time, more than a dozen ghosts appeared, and the space for moving around was greatly reduced.

Especially near Zhumen, a butcher's ghost and a pregnant woman's ghost were blocked there, obviously not wanting him to leave easily.

I thought about whether to open a hole card and solve the butcher ghost and pregnant woman ghost who blocked the door first, after all, the retreat can't be broken by the ghost.

And at this moment, a childish ghost figure rushed towards Shang Luo with a sharp smile.

With a slight turn of his wrist, the long knife swept, and Mo Li's knife slashed towards the childish ghost that rushed in.

He is not a pure, in this environment, let alone a ghost, even if it is a real person, he will not be mistaken.

"Wow!"

The body of the childish ghost figure was cut in two, and a horizontal cut on the abdomen was visible, and extreme resentment emerged from the ghost's face.

In the space, yin qi surged, and the injured childish ghost grinned, revealing a mouth full of fangs, as if mocking Shang Luo.

"Isn't this thing going to heal?"

Come to think of it, it's not like a ghost can be injured by a weapon.

Ideas piercing your hands, the wind is blowing?

Joke.

Just thinking about using the hole cards, the smile on the face of the childish ghost stopped abruptly and became panicked.

The vividness of his expression even made Shang Luo have the idea of wanting to take a screenshot.

At the edge of the cross-cutting knife marks, the faint red and black aura suddenly burst out with a ferocious momentum, although there were many gray yin qi surging in, but in front of this red and black aura, it was very unbearable, it was like a group of miscellaneous militiamen with flat shoulders and kitchen knives met the elite cavalry who were stubborn and stubborn, and it was completely one-sided like slaughter.

"Damn, what kind of knife is that?"

Yang Yue's face was gloomy, and he felt a little uneasy.

Are ghosts hard to deal with?

It's not hard to say, and it's not easy to say.

For a monk in the Qi refining vein, even if his cultivation is low, as long as he masters some energy-based spells, he will not be powerless to fight back against ghosts, but if he doesn't understand spells, even if he is a martial arts master, he may not be able to eat a little ghost steadily.

After all, there is such a thing as a ghost, and physical immunity is the minimum.

The young man in front of him was not a Qi Refining Cultivator, Yang Yue was sure of this, but the knife in the opponent's hand could hurt his ghost, and even hinder the ghost's Yin Qi from healing, which meant that the ghost was no longer invincible, but could be killed at any time.

"Woo ......"

The childish ghost roared violently, surging with gray qi all over its body, desperately trying to repair its body, but the cracked body seemed to reflect the truth that the broken mirror could not be reunited, and no matter how hard it tried, it couldn't gather it.

A large amount of gray air washed the speckled black and red aura, but it was defeated and scattered, and the nearby space seemed to become even darker because of the integration of those scattered gray gas.

"Smack......

Something unexpected happened, the black hair that was originally attacking Shang Luo suddenly walked halfway, and suddenly rolled towards the two broken bodies of the childish ghost, the long hair curled upside down, revealing the female ghost's gloomy face, and then the layers of black hair blocked everything, and after a breath, there was a tooth-sore chewing sound.

Shang Luo couldn't see the specific process clearly, but he could hear it from the mournful wail of the child's ghost, and it was obviously not a beautiful process.

"Can the Overlord Knife suppress these ghosts?"

Shang Luo raised the pitch-black long knife in his hand in a little surprise.

The secret method of the sword sword sounds like some kind of sword technique of the Heavenly Jedi, but in Shang Luo's opinion, this is more like a secret method that cultivates a special energy with death and murderous energy, but this energy can only amplify the sword path.

However, since the overlord knife has an effect, he is not busy taking out his hole cards.

In the battle just now, he can be regarded as touching the strength of these ghosts too much.

There are probably three things worth noting.

One is the black hair that is as flexible as a snake and can be stretched freely.

The second is the iron green claw, which can swing claw marks in the air.

The third is that when the eyes bleed, there can be a strange and transparent giant force to bind them.

In addition to the ghost of the wedding dress, the other ghosts look prominent, and the ghosts are powerful, but if you look closely, you can find that these ghosts have vague and illusory bodies, compared to the ghosts of the wedding dress who are no different from normal people before the change, these are obviously just some appearances, and they have no special abilities.

The so-called physical immunity has also been completely abolished under the secret method of the sword.

However, it is worth noting that the female ghost is capable of devouring other ghosts.

Although the enemy's infighting is a happy thing, the current ghost in the wedding dress is still within the range of what he can deal with, but if the other party swallows these dozen ghosts one after another, it is unknown to what extent its strength has grown.

Thinking of this, Shang Luo extinguished the idea of solving those weak chicken ghosts first.

Capture the thief and capture the king first.

His eyes tightened slightly, Shang Luo grabbed the handle of the knife with both hands, and with a force of his feet, he kicked the ground violently, and went straight to the ghost of the wedding dress.