Chapter 64: The Demon Martial Arts Conference (3)

"It's great that you can eat meat again." Chen Yi exuded the creepy cry of a ghost baby around him, and he couldn't help but get goosebumps all over his body.

In the cloudy sky, there was a pair of blood-red eyes, looming in the gaps of the clouds, revealing a cruel and greedy gaze, the ghost baby rushed out of the clouds, and Chen Yi saw its true face.

Directly above him, there was a child about one year old, all blue, his eyes were blood-red, there were no eyeballs in his eye sockets, black blood was constantly flowing out of the corners of his eyes, and two cyan flames were floating on his shoulders on the left and right. Two white skull strings tied all the white hair of the ghost baby, and directly above the forehead of the ghost baby, there was a pattern like a black flame.

"Boom, boom, boom." The terrifying screams of the ghost baby filled the entire formation.

Floating in the ghost baby, the hideous-looking ghost baby rushed towards him, the small white braid tied on the top of his head, I don't know when it was loosened, the snow-white hair sprung up like mushrooms after a rain, the hair grew faster and faster, and the hair was like a white ocean.

The white hair was like a vine, covering the sky and constantly winding towards Chenyi.

In an instant, Chen Yi's side was surrounded by dense white hair, and there was a ghostly light emitting from the hair, among which a piece of hair floating in the sky, a flash of silver light shot towards Chen Yi with lightning speed.

Chen Yi hurriedly jumped backwards, and with a bang, the originally smooth road, as if struck by lightning, debris was scattered, and a dirt pit about ten zhang wide and unknown depth appeared where Chen Yi had just stood.

"With this attack, I'll advise you to wash and sleep as soon as possible." While Chen Yi spoke, he secretly observed the situation around him in his heart.

"Boy, don't be too happy, it's just an appetizer before the meal, and the fun is still to come." As soon as Ying Yide's words were finished, the white hair floating in the air was full of white hair, gathering into strands of white thick vines, and the white thick vines were like streamers, covering the sky and rushing towards the direction of Chen Yi.

In the formation, Chen Yi's figure was like a ghost, constantly running wildly in the thick vines, dodging various attacks from the white thick vines, and he couldn't remember how many attacks he had avoided.

The ghost baby kept attacking Chenyi, and gradually became anxious, constantly making a piercing cry in the air, and the silver hair was woven into an incomparably huge silver net in the clouds, covering the sneaky Chenyi.

Chenyi, who was dodging the attack, didn't realize that the danger was coming.

It's not good, Chen Yi felt that behind him, there was danger approaching, and hurriedly turned around, and saw that a big net had rushed towards him, and the retreat around him was also blocked by the white thick vines, and it seemed that he had no way to retreat.

Chen Yi stood on the ground, and carried the Qinglian Sword Technique in his heart, the black Qinglian Sword continued to have black sword qi overflowing, and the sword qi gathered more and more, forming a black sword gang, and there was a trace of purple thunder and lightning in the cyan color, this trace of purple thunder and lightning was the breath of the chaotic thunder that was accidentally contaminated when the twelve-grade Qinglian was growing up in the land of chaos, the thunder and lightning to the masculine and the masculine thing, and the chaotic thunder in the cyan sword qi was almost negligible, just a flash, and Ying Yi did not notice that the sword qi was also accompanied by the breath of thunder and lightning.

Thunder and lightning is the most masculine thing, is the nemesis of all ghosts in the world, the closest ghost baby to Chen Yi clearly felt the thunder and lightning, the ghost baby hurriedly retreated.

The figure of the ghost baby flickered around Chenyi, constantly shuttling rapidly in the dark clouds in the sky, and the blood-red eyes stared at Chenyi with some fear in mid-air, looking for Chenyi's flaws in the air, as long as Chenyi showed a little flaw, the ghost baby would launch a crazy and deadly attack.

Chen Yi standing in the formation, holding the baby in one hand and the Qinglian Sword in the other, there was constantly black sword qi emitting from the Qinglian Sword, and it was these sword qi that constantly turned into sword gangs, protecting himself and the baby in the sword qi, so that he was not attacked by the ghost baby for the time being.

Frowning, carefully observing the surroundings, things are developing like this, too passive to themselves, the sword gang around the body, under the constant attack of the ghost baby, is weakening little by little.

"The little beast can't hold on, why don't you obediently tie up and take out the treasures on your body, maybe Uncle Ben will be happy and give you a good time." Ying Yi saw the sword gang around Chen Yi's body gradually fade, and said bitterly to Chen Yi.

Offense is the best defense, and it seems that if you find a way to provoke him, you may be able to win in danger.

"Little brute, who are you scolding?" Chen Yi shouted loudly to Ying Yi.

"The little brute scolds you." Keichi didn't notice anything in Chenyi's words, so he changed his method and sent him to dig a pit, waiting for him to jump into the pit.

"So you're a little brute scolding me, what do I say? It's your bald little beast spewing dung in your mouth. ”

The people around them, after hearing Chen Yi's words, they didn't dare to laugh, so they could only hold their stomachs, cover their mouths, and hold back their laughter, their faces flushed.

"Princess, what are they laughing at? Why didn't I see the bald little brute? Jiuchuan, who was standing behind Yi Qinxue, kept the fingers of his two hands entwined, and asked Yi Qinxue weakly.

"Young master, it's too bad." He's cursing around the corner.

"I think you're looking for death from the heart." Shadow Yi kept pinching the magic trick in his hand, his body floated in the air, and a ball of essence blood spat out of his mouth, and Shadow Yi's face turned pale.