In the surging crowd, the three figures looked ghostly. Coupled with the severed limbs and wreckage of the three Flying Heavenly Gate people, they look like hideous ghosts, demanding their lives in the human world.

The frightened people desperately avoided the fate of being pulled into the netherworld, and a large open space suddenly became vacant in front of the three of them. Anyone can see that killing is as natural to them as breathing.

Neither the Ghost King nor the Ghost Hand moved.

This mission was conveyed by ghosts, and the two also knew that he was the number one celebrity in front of Xie Yuan. But "red" has a price, and only by getting the same credit will the master be impressed by himself.

And in front of him, it is a great credit.

Although the message conveyed by the ghost is that the master asks to kill the guy named Tang An at all costs, but the two of them are like human spirits, and they will not easily believe his words at all.

The ghostly choice gave them a reason to be suspicious.

As the first executor of this mission, why did you ignore your master's arrangement and choose to stay and deal with this woman in white?

All kinds of signs show that this woman in white is the person who the master values the most. Killing her is the real great achievement!

The ghost king smiled faintly and said tentatively: "I don't know what is the origin of this girl, so that the famous ghost would rather ignore the master's orders and kill her quickly?" ”

The ghost glanced at him with blood-red eyes, and said coldly: "If you don't want to die, get out!" ”

The arrogant attitude of the ghost made the ghost king and the ghost hand very annoyed. A hairy boy with a milky smell and dry taste, relying on Xie Yuan's appreciation, really thinks he is invincible in the world?

The ghost hand snorted coldly: "What a big breath!" Lao Tzu wants to see who can kill Lao Tzu today! ”

As soon as the words fell, the five fingers of the ghost hand with the stainless steel gloves were clenched into fists, and like cannonballs, they blasted towards the white figure floating in the air!

Mu Rong's face was very cold.

For a woman who has never had any expression, it is enough to make her mood fluctuate enough to prove her anger.

It's not that she hasn't killed anyone, and it's not that she hasn't seen someone kill someone. But such a cruel method made her feel annoyed from the bottom of her heart.

Of the three dead Flying Disciples, she couldn't name them. But she remembered that two of them diligently saddled themselves before and after the journey, boiling water and delivering food. It was as if yesterday I saw the warm smiles of the three of them, and now, they were taken by someone in the bloodiest way, and there was not even a whole corpse left.

Tang An once said that there is only one human life. At the beginning, in the loess and in the swamp, even though there were thousands of difficulties and dangers, he never gave up a brother. That scene made Mu Rong feel the warmth of human nature. Therefore, the person who has discarded the minimum of humanity will make her especially disgusted, even hateful.

For those who regard other people's lives as mustard, they are no longer worthy to be called people, but demons. Mu Jingfeng taught her that everyone can punish the evil demons!

Ghost Hand's body was fast, but a careless punch proved that he did not see the woman in white in front of him as a threat, after all, this woman was too young and too beautiful. If it weren't for the grimace mask on his face, everyone would have seen the ridicule on his face.

Killers are always shady. The ghost hand can't help but think, when holding such a beautiful woman's slightly beating heart in his hand, what a beautiful picture it will be?

In the midst of their thoughts, the two met in mid-air.

The people around them were dumbfounded, they didn't expect that just to catch up with a temple fair, they would encounter a life-and-death duel with a peerless master!

Everyone pinched a cold sweat for the woman in white who was too beautiful to speak, she was too beautiful and too weak. This kind of woman should have appeared in the pleasant scenery of the Hundred Flowers Pavilion, or on the shore of the vast Weishan Lake, not on this battlefield where her life hung by a thread.

The black-clad killer on the other side was still dripping with blood from his steel gloves. When he was still one step away from the woman in white, he suddenly turned his fist into a claw and grabbed at the full chest fiercely!

There was no shame on Mu Rong's face that he had been blasphemed—in her opinion, there was no need to be angry with a dying man. Her slender feet lightly stepped on a man's shoulder, and the man suddenly fell to his knees with no strength, covered his shoulders and said, "It's so cold!" ”

And Mu Rong suddenly disappeared from the spot, flashed behind the ghost hand from an incredible angle, and the jade finger lightly touched the back of his head.

"Bang!"

The energy penetrates through the brain, and a blood hole is pumped out of the forehead of the ghost hand!

The grimace mask that had been on his cheek for many years fell off in response, revealing a face that was extremely ugly. Seeing this face, the people knew why he was wearing a mask, because he didn't want people to see his face as ugly as his heart.

The ghost hand let out a short, muffled grunt, and a pair of slightly annoyed and incredulous eyes quickly turned gray, as if he hated his own carelessness.

It's a pity that he never had a chance to regret it again.

"Bang!"

The corpse fell to the ground, and only two of the three ghosts remained.

"Ghost Hand!"

The ghost king was shocked, and he never expected that with just one move, the ghost hand of one of the four grimaces would die in Huangquan. He finally understood why Ghost Jianchou chose to stay, because this woman in white was the ultimate goal of this operation!

The woman's movements, he saw clearly. He didn't think that the martial arts of the two were really so different, but thought that the ghost hand just lost to Tuoda. As long as he is cautious enough, his double hook can also separate the head and body of the woman in front of him!

The Ghost King licked his tongue, folded his hooks in front of his eyes into a cross, and rushed towards the approaching white figure. If you can defeat the character who killed the ghost hand, how can the reward of the lord be less?

Man dies for money, and birds die for food.

It's a pity that he didn't see the form clearly, so the praying mantis catching cicadas and moths fighting the fire were actually only in the middle of nowhere.

Mu Rong was not afraid, and his right hand hidden in his sleeve swayed slightly, causing the temperature in the air around him to drop again. The people closest to her couldn't help but shudder,

Unfortunately, the Ghost King didn't realize this. He just wanted to use the soul snatcher hook in his hand in exchange for this woman's incense and jade.

Soon, he found himself overthinking.

When he saw the woman in white stretching out a slender jade palm, he suddenly felt a chill to his bones. With majestic internal strength, the jade hand seems to be a snow-capped mountain!

He wanted to escape, but he couldn't. He wanted to block it, but he couldn't stop it!

He finally realized what the ghost meant, "If you don't want to die, get out". Fighting the opponent in front of you is no different from begging for death. It's a pity that he realized it too late, and it was irretrievably late.

Many years ago, he heard that Mu Jingfeng, who was known as the world's number one master, swept countless opponents with his "Snow Mountain Interception". But what he didn't expect was that many years later, he would die under this trick.

"Crotch, crotch!"

The two Soul Reaver Hooks finally landed on the ground, making a crisp and pleasant sound. The owner of the hook was shattered by a palm and lay alone on the cold ground.

Die with a big grimace, and die again in an instant!

The death of two right-hand men, the ghost didn't feel pity at all, and the expression on his face became more and more exciting. It seems that the better Mu Rong performs, the more excited he will be.

He likes such opponents.

The surging crowd dispersed like a tidal wave. The five corpses not far away have already made everyone list this place as a forbidden place, and no one wants to suffer an unwarranted disaster. The street, which was originally still crowded, soon vacated a large open space, and only Mu Rong, who was dressed in white, and Ghost Sight, who was dressed in black, looked at each other from afar.

Mu suede sinks like water. The person she cares about in her heart is waiting for her to be saved, and the ghost is the last obstacle for her.

The ghost grinned, with a touch of madness on his pale face, and slowly drew his bronze sword: "The flies are all solved, and it is much quieter now." Snowy Mountain Mulvet Fairy - How do you want to die? ”

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When a person is fully engaged in doing something, he will definitely do it well. It's as if Tang An is now trying to search for the shadow of the crisis in the sea of people, but he finds that the shadow is everywhere.

Among the faces running away in a hurry, the ghost servants with pale grimace masks were so conspicuous. They are growing in number and getting closer to themselves.

Tang An's face turned pale. He saw his fairy sister coming to meet him from a hundred meters away, but she was obviously in trouble as well. The seven Flying Disciples were struggling through the crowd, each step struggling to take in the face of the torrent of scattered flights. And the ghost servants around them were among them.

Tang An was almost certain that before the seven people arrived, they would be swallowed by the ghosts and there would be no scum left. In desperation, he made a difficult decision.

"Ji Chen, run over there!"

Ji Chen looked in the direction Tang An was pointing in - it was a magnificent Taoist temple, but it was the opposite of the direction where the Avengers were located. He knew that that was the only direction in which he could survive, so he simply didn't say a word, and followed Tang An's footsteps and squeezed into the crowd together.

The ghost servant had already recognized Tang An's appearance, how could he give up easily? With the advantage of being outnumbered, they are getting closer and closer to their goal! What's even more terrifying is that they won't be morally bound. Any obstacle that stands in front of them is an obstacle to their task.

In the face of such resistance, they have always resorted to the sword in their hands. The poor people could no match for the killers with weapons in their hands, and the "snort" of swords cutting through their clothes and the short and mournful shouts were clearly audible, and seven or eight poor people died.

When more and more people died at the hands of the ghost servants, everyone finally realized the fact that these masked guys were not here to add to the festive fun, but to be a group of outright killers! People tried their best to get out of the way, and no one dared to stand in the way of the ghost servants, and in their opinion, these guys with grimace masks were no longer human, but real ghosts.

Tang Anxin begged all the Buddhas and gods, but he still couldn't change the fate of being chased after.

A ghost servant jumped up and slashed at Tang An with a bronze sword!

"Big brother, beware!"

Ji Chen pushed Tang An away, hugged the ghost servant's waist, and smashed the ghost servant to the ground! The ghost servant snorted, blood streaming down the mask.

Ji Chen wanted to make up for it again, but when he heard a "snort", there was a hot pain in his back! No need to ask, it must be which Wang Ba Lamb is engaged in a sneak attack, and Leng Buding gave himself a sword!

"Ji Chen!!!"

Tang An's complexion changed greatly, and he took advantage of the Great Snow Mountain's mastery of "one light and one heavy", and suddenly slapped it on the chest of the ghost servant. The ghost servant couldn't make a move with a single blow, and was slapped on the shoulder by Tang An's palms, and suddenly stumbled.

Tang An's eyes were quick, and he picked up the sugar gourd that he didn't know who had thrown on the ground and was trampled on, and stabbed it into the eye of the ghost servant with a spike.

"Ah!!h

The ghost servant let out a heart-rending scream, and immediately covered his eyes and fell to the ground. Tang An helped Ji Chen, who was grinning, and asked, "How are you?" ”

"Can't die yet, damn it!" Ji Chen gasped, but his face suddenly changed, and he pushed Tang An away violently: "Be careful behind!" ”

Tang An lost his center of gravity and fell to the ground. Then, I saw the scene that made his blood clot.

A ghost servant with a bronze sword in his hand stabbed the weapon into Ji Chen's chest!