The swordsmanship of the two is amazing, dancing with a sharp and dazzling cold light, and there is a phantom. [ads:This site has a new URL,Shorthand method:,.]

Killing a ghost soldier with a sword is simply capable of injuring ghosts.

Because of her duties, Yukiko Kusaishi looked anxious and asked, "Your Majesty, are you letting them kill indiscriminately?" ”

"Kill and kill, and they bear all iniquity." Fu Yang said calmly.

After a tea time, the old man was finally defeated, and he couldn't afford to be seriously injured, and watched the two of them walk into the Jiuju Yimei faction.

"Keep up, keep this old man in check." Fu Yang waved his hand.

Inside the mountain gate, the two brothers and sisters of the Five Immortal Gates were surrounded by a group of onmyoji, and they were in a stalemate.

Suddenly, a bolt of lightning fell, striking an old man in a white robe.

The white-robed old man was none other than Suzuki Baiye, the head of the Jiuju Yimei faction, who originally looked calm and commanding.

Unfortunately, a sudden thunderbolt destroyed his solemn image.

Just as he was about to get angry, a group of onmyoji poured in, led by a young man who controlled the flying sword with a sword finger in one hand.

At this scene, the people inside the mountain gate were stunned, and they understood that the comer was extraordinary.

"The one who builds the foundation!" Luo Yun was shocked.

Fang Miao's expression changed continuously, and he didn't know how to face it.

At first, I still despised Fu Yang as a loose cultivator, but he was a foundation building monk, and he was simply pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.

The reason why the two of them were so surprised was because among the three thousand sects, the foundation building monks rarely appeared in front of the monks.

Just like a small sect like the Five Immortal Sect, there are not even foundation building monks, and the master is just a monk in the late stage of qi refining.

The magic weapon that has been handed down has been covered with dust, and there is no day to show its power.

"Senpai." The two bowed and saluted, not as their peers at first.

"What are you doing here?" Fu Yang asked.

"Report to the seniors, one of our uncles has been kidnapped, and we have been chasing here, and we are thinking of seeking a fellow uncle." Luo Yundao.

"Oh, you go and find it, I'll drag them." Fu Yang waved his hand.

"Thank you, senior."

The two searched for the courtyard.

"Presumptuous, the Jiuju Yimei faction can't tolerate you nonsense." Suzuki Baiye said angrily.

"Surround me and beat me to death." Fu Yang gave an order.

There are more than 1,000 people, anyway, Fu Yang is not counted, and the team is getting bigger and bigger.

Jiuju Yimei sent more than 400 onmyoji, and suddenly lost his temper, almost three or four times the number of them.

If you really want to fight, you will definitely die a miserable death, and the opponent's profession is too complicated, onmyoji, ninja, priest, and reimu.

"Snow Mountain Ghost Burial Gate, Ninja Association, Amaterasu Palace, ......, how can you gather together." Suzuki Baiye said that there were many forces, and his mind was full of doubts.

It's really hard to imagine that the forces that are not on the right path are pieced together and integrated, and it is completely impossible to imagine that anyone has such great ability.

"Suzuki Hyaba, I advise you to surrender as soon as possible, Your Majesty is not for you to contend with." Guigong Bai Xue stepped forward.

"Amaterasu, who is high in the sky, has actually become someone else's lackey." Suzuki Baiye sneered.

"Listen clearly, I'm no longer Amaterasu, I'm now a saint of the Santu Sect, and I believe in the great Santu King." Guigong Bai Xue said with a divine face.

Sure enough, his professional background and ability to do things are good, and between the words, there are all words of praise, and Fu Yang cast an appreciative gaze.

"Presumably, this is the King of the Three Paths." Suzuki Baiye said towards Fu Yang.

"Yes, the acquaintance surrenders as soon as possible, the defeat is decided, if you really want to resist to the end, you will lose face." Unifuyin said sternly.

"The Spirit Warrior, the King of the Three Paths, seems to be the manager of the Yellow Springs." Suzuki Baiye suddenly realized.

"You talk a lot of nonsense, and one more nonsense will make you unable to take care of yourself." Fu Yang said in annoyance.

Unexpectedly, suddenly Suzuki Baiye ran to the shrine behind him.

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

Three thunderbolts slashed one after another, and Suzuki Baiye persevered and continued to escape, there must be a means to hide.

A tumble, and the body rolls into the shrine.

Fu Yang's eyes froze, and he said, "You control these people, and I will personally arrest him." ”

Jump out in a few steps and explore the tiger's den alone.

The shrine is spacious, and in front of it Suzuki shutters sit on a futon, with a sinister smile on his face, as if he had succeeded in his plan.

Rows of white candles are lit, illuminating the inside as if it were day.

In nine positions, there are nine coffins, the surface of which seems to be dripping with blood.

"Every Onmyoji sect has a final means, and today I will let you understand the horror of the Jiuju and Yimei factions." Suzuki shutter said hideously.

Take out a dagger, cut it on your wrist and drop it into a plum blossom.

He uttered a low incantation in his mouth, like a prayer, like a sacrifice.

Fu Yang looked at it with a frown, and he didn't mean to interrupt.

Suddenly, as soon as the sound stopped, Suzuki Baiye picked up the plum blossom and stuffed it into his mouth, swallowing it with the blood, which was really disgusting to Fu Yang.

"It's so stupid not to interrupt, and in return, it won't make you die too painfully." Suzuki Shiba smiled sinisterly.

At the same time, nine coffins, the lid of the coffin slammed open, and nine warriors wearing ancient armor jumped out, surrounding them for a while

Recognized at a glance as nine zombies, Fu Yang had seen zombies in the tomb of King Liang.

"Haha, do you want to know the origin of the Jiuju Yimei Sect?" Suzuki Baiye said confidently, as if he was in power.

"You say." Fu Yang said calmly.

"Jiuju represents nine zombies, Yimei is the head, what I just performed was Jiuju and Yimei, do you understand now?" Suzuki Baiye smiled.

"You're doomed to be a failed villain with too much nonsense." Fu Yang said disdainfully.

As soon as the killing rod came out, the ghosts were terrified.

A stick was struck, and a zombie screamed in pain, and its body flew sideways, hitting a row of candlesticks.

"Kill, dismember." Suzuki Shizuki smirked.

Once the Nine Chrysanthemums and One Plum Technique were cast, the nine zombies remained in absolute control, and no matter how powerful the opponent was, they were not afraid.

Sticks and shadows flew together, and round after round swept down the zombies.

It's a pity that the madness is general, and the pain is so great in time, that they still rush up to fight.

Fu Yang frowned, thinking that it was just a group of marionettes, and only by killing the controller could everything be ended.

The eyes are one and the sword is pointed.

Instinctively sensing the great crisis, Suzuki Baiye had not yet come to his senses, and a thunderbolt sword light swept across his neck.

A trail of blood slowly stretched, his expression frozen, and his entire head fell.

Losing control, the nine zombies looked at Fu Yang in horror, trembling, and roaring in a low voice, as if begging for mercy.

"Go back to the coffin and close the lid yourself." Fu Yang said coldly.

Like an amnesty, the zombies crawled into the coffin and put the lid tightly in the coffin.

Carrying the head of Suzuki Shizuha, he walked out of the shrine.

The battle was raging outside, and the onmyoji of the Jiuju Yimei faction swore not to surrender, firmly believing that the head of the sect could kill the opponent.

"There's no need to fight, your boss is dead." Fu Yang raised his head and said.