"Brother Fu, Brother Fu!"

Qi Mei's weak shout came from the other side, and the desperate Yang Fu turned his head and saw Qi Mei staggering out of the forest, covered in blood, obviously having fought a battle.

A few days ago, the two had a skin-to-skin relationship, although it was an accident, but now that Qi Mei escaped, Yang Fu's heart also lit up.

He took a few steps forward and helped Qi Mei up, and when he saw her body trembling, he knew that she was desperate.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid."

Yang Fu hugged his confidante and said:

"I'll take you out, I will..."

"Poof"

The blade enters the body, penetrating the bone for three points.

Yang Fu looked down in amazement, a handful of kunai had been pierced into his chest, he was pushed violently, staggered back a few steps, in front of him, Qi Mei moved his body, stretched his arms.

It's obviously the woman in the memory, but this will make a voice like a man.

"My good brother, you are already in such pain, it is better for the little woman to send you to your death."

Qi Mei jumped out of two short knives in his hands, completely unaffected by the Ten Thousand Souls Array, and stepped forward with a smile, just that smile, how weird it looked.

"You..."

Yang Fu fell to the ground and saw his confidant walking slowly in front of him.

He suddenly realized in his heart, no wonder Qi Mei, who had always been shy, was so uncharacteristically enthusiastic that night.

She's not her anymore.

"Huh"

The bearded man was lying on the ground, his eyes staring blankly at the gloomy sky, and at this moment, he was really disillusioned.

The light wind blew through his body, and Yang Fu closed his eyes, as if he was waiting for death with his eyes closed.

"Compared to women, Benjun still likes men's physique."

Qi Mei leaned down and rode on Yang Fu's waist, she raised the short knives in both hands and said:

"Your body, Benjun accepted it, don't worry, Benjun will use it well."

Short knife stab.

"Bell"

The sound of Jin Shi rang out, and the short knife stopped a foot in front of Yang Fu's body, blocked by a layer of air shield that emitted warm fluorescence.

Qi Mei's face changed.

In the next moment, Yang Fu opened his eyes. Starting from the Divine Martial Arts learned from the Jade Emperor Palace, the aura exploded in the true qi, like a thunderous sound, and Qi Mei's whole person was blown out.

She was about to escape.

But in the wind, Yang Fu's left hand clasped her neck, and the beard in front of her looked at her with a dead gaze.

The fingers with the fluorescent true qi gently stroked her cheeks, and finally stopped on her white forehead.

"Ame, I did something wrong, you know?"

Yang Fu looked at the red face in front of him, and the aura around him was constantly swallowed into his body, gathering like a wind.

He said in a dumb voice:

"I can't save you, I can only give you dignity, I'm a useless man."

"You..."

"Bang"

As soon as Qi Mei's words began, her head exploded as if it had been hit by a bullet.

Red and white, sprinkled on Yang Fu's body, sprinkled all over his beard.

He could feel that something strange was rushing out of the corpse, trying to rush into him, just as he controlled Ame, and controlled him.

"Smack"

The two fingers were put together into a knife, and the true qi mixed with the aura gushed out, slashing downward.

That strange thought was split in two by this knife.

The terrible roar was heard by Yang Fu in his ears.

He finally knew.

Why did the Taoist of the Jade Emperor Palace want to teach him this kind of martial art, which he couldn't perform on weekdays.

"Buzz, buzz"

Two soft sounds.

In the sound of the wind, the long and short knives, as if swept by the wind, broke through the air and fell into the hand.

Yang Fu turned his head, the headless corpse under his feet was still trembling, he glanced at the dead old Wang, and then looked at the warriors behind him, who could barely hold on.

Everyone was watching him.

Not only because Yang Fu was wrapped with a strange arc of cyan light on his body, but also because of Fang Cai, Yang Fu killed a reincarnated monster in front of them.

"If you can still move, come here!"

Yang Fu said in a dumb voice:

"I'll teach you, the art of slaying ghosts, and after you learn it, join me in slaying demons and eliminating demons!"

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The frightening flood swept across the sky, and the proud eagle had already learned to harness the wind, like an elf flying in the wind, as swift as thunder.

Injured wings can't withstand long flights, but they can still do short-range soaring and attacking.

With a sinister hiss, it folded its wings and swept itself to the ground like bullets, and behind it were three companions, equally dexterous and equally rebellious.

It's like hunting in groups.

The sky overlord who used to be alone has more power after the cluster.

"Whew"

The sound of an eagle's chirping.

The first black shadow flew past the galloping Black King, and in addition to the heavy sword wielded by the black-armored swordsman, it flashed in front of the eyes of the demon who pounced from behind, and blood splattered everywhere.

The demon who lost his eyes had only two terrifying blood holes left on his hideous face.

It screamed frantically in pain.

The two giant eagles that followed, one on the left and one on the right, clasped its shoulders one on the left and one on the right, its sharp claws went straight into the flesh, its four wings raised, and in the strong wind, the filthy sneak attacker was carried into the air.

It's struggling.

It knows what these damn eagles are going to do.

But it can't stop it.

After three breaths, the demon that was brought into the air at a height of 100 feet, in the release of its four claws, like a meteorite, with kinetic energy, fell from the sky and smashed to the ground.

It's a terrible ghost.

It occupies the body of a warrior who died on the battlefield, its hands have been alienated into ghost claws, and it still carries the slightest flame of fire, and its flesh and bones are like firewood, and there are strange muscles that stretch out, and its cheeks and body are covered with black snake scales.

It is a ghost with great potential, maybe if you fight and devour your soul, you can become a fierce ghost in the world.

Unfortunately, it never had a chance.

Falling from the sky at a height of 100 feet, this alienated body could not bear the weight of the landing, and the moment it fell to the ground, the body was smashed into flesh and blood.

But the ghost didn't die.

It lost its body, and in a daze, it saw the black-armored swordsman riding a black horse sweeping his sword, with golden sparks on the blade, and everywhere the heavy sword went, all the ghosts were ignited in unison.

It was lucky enough to escape.

Not daring to stay around this fierce ghost-slaying swordsman, he turned into a cold wind and traveled through the chaotic and noisy battle array.

To find another concrete spirit.

There are corpses and broken arms everywhere, and this work is not difficult.

Soon, it found another barely intact corpse, and in the still warm flesh, it changed its clothes and manipulated the corpse to staggering to its feet.

There was a pool of blood underneath him, but the ghosts didn't care.

It just wants to fight.

I just want to grab more souls.

But as soon as it grabbed the broken knife, and before it could kill a single person, it felt a violent tremor on the ground.

The ghost thing turned around, and what greeted him was a Tiance forward wearing red armor and holding an iron spear, killing nothing.

The leader is a young general, he is the arrow of the charge, commanding a hundred fine horses, and the horseshoe formation, like a precise whole, back and forth on the battlefield.

No matter how fierce the ghosts are, they can't stop them.

The ghost thing that stood in the way of the cavalry charge, it could not dodge at all, and in the next moment, it was violently knocked away, and was picked up by the spear, and fell like a stone under the horse's hooves.

As soon as its eyes were dark, it was trampled by a hundred war horses, and the body it had just found was trampled into minced flesh.

The disembodied ghost creature was furious in his heart.

It hissed, full of revenge, to occupy the body of the young general who led the charge, but it was met with a bullet of stabbing head-on, and in the vision of the ghost, the iron spear was wrapped in a faint fluorescent light.

The Xuanmen Dao Technique endowed this ordinary blade with the power to destroy evil.

It will hurt.

It will be killed.

"Whew"

The eerie ghost creature screamed, and once again turned into a yin wind and fled, as far away as possible from the entangled elite pawn, there are still many fresh bodies on this battlefield, there is no need to die here.

It continues to wander, dodging deadly black-armored swordsmen and red-armored elves.

Soon, it found another corpse, it was a pierced Ninja, the ghost didn't pick anything, it was happy with its good luck, and melted into the body that had just died.

Its nascent spirits, shape their bodies with aura, feed on their souls, the more they eat, the more fierce they become, and now the aura spreads for five hundred miles, and the chaotic killing area under this black cloud is the best hunting ground for these supernatural beings.

It's going to eat more!

Instinctive greed drives it to become a generation of ghost kings, rampant in this land where the aura has been re-descended.

Ah, so much fragrant meat, so much sweet overflowing blood.

It's going to eat!

The delusion in his heart is even worse, making the form of this ghost creature more ferocious, and there is also a strange single horn piercing the skin on the forehead of the occupied corpse, which is the ghost creature is getting stronger.

"Whoosh"

The long sword stabbed at him, and the blade contained wind and thunder.

broke into the flesh and bones, and then caused the true qi to explode, like a bomb exploding.

Before the second ghost dream of finding the body was over, the body that had just been found was blasted by a sword and turned into blood and bones all over the ground.

It floated from the corpse in a daze, and saw a short warrior wearing a sword robe and a long sword, with a few companions, fighting around in the group of demons and demons.

These heroes of the Jade Emperor Palace harness the divine martial arts, and every move and style brings up the power of martial arts.

The sword contains light, the heavy fist carries the wind, the body is clothed with gangqi, and the demons are inviolable.

Among them, there is also a Xuanmen female Taoist, holding a wooden sword rune paper, sometimes setting fire to it, sometimes destroying ghosts with golden light, such Taoist techniques, making the unlucky ghosts tremble, and almost want to escape.

That's a natural predator.

It flew out more than ten zhang away, and looked back again, just now, there was a burst of thunder, and a white-bearded old man fell from the sky, and the wooden sword in his hand carried an arc of light, and when it landed, his fingers stabbed forward, and there was a blue arc sprinkled around.

Several unlucky demons were hit, and they trembled and turned into clouds of flying ash and dust.

This old way can even make a one-handed Dao Door Thunder Method.

Even if the movements are rusty, the spells are not skillful.

But that kind of Dao technique is still not something like it that a nascent ghost can watch.

The gloomy black clouds in the sky became thicker and thicker, and the aura in the wind gradually appeared, and its concentration was enough to make the ghost that had lost its body transform into a yin spirit, and this ghost thing continued to wander around, still struggling to find it.

Finally, having learned three lessons, it has found the perfect goal.

A woman!

A woman with braided hair, light armor, and a long knife in her hand, she rode on a horse, protecting a half-grown child, although she was guarded by four powerful red-armored ghosts.

But by mistake into the center of the battlefield, the four ghost warriors have been entangled.

Golden opportunity!

The ghost's eyes lit up, the woman was thin and weak, and she looked like a bully.

That's it!

It laughed loudly, turned into a gust of yin wind, merged into the aura, and flew towards the woman, wanting to occupy her body, and then devour the soul, using her body, killing all directions.

It's close.

It's getting closer.

The young woman was only concerned with slashing and killing the demons around her, but she didn't know that the danger was behind her.

The eerie ghost claws poked out, and in a split second, it could snatch the soul.

"Sister! Behind! ”

A still immature male voice sounded, bringing a reminder.

The three-day moon blade in Qingqing's hand swayed out a knife arc in front of him, no need to turn back, no need to look back, the sharp blade pierced in reverse, cutting through the gusts of yin wind, as smooth as cutting butter, and was stabbing at the yin soul that rushed behind him.

This sword is a famous thing in Dongying, just like the twelve weapons with their own supernatural powers, maybe they can't help the fierce ghosts that have become the climate, but at this time, in the face of this weak ghost that has "died" three times, it is like a life-killing weapon, easily tearing apart the ghosts.

Look away.

The unlucky ghost creature let out a terrible wail, and it could also dissipate helplessly in the aura.

"Well done."

Qingqing slashed off a ghost, smiled happily, reached out and patted the head of the bird next to him, and held the famous knife again, looking at the chaotic battle situation in front of him.

Even when she is surrounded by demons, she doesn't have to play in person.

Not to mention the world's elite shaking light guard who protects the body and strangles ghosts.

Let's just say that the four ghost warriors of the Wa Kingdom who guard the birds are all first-class swordsmanship masters, and now they are full of aura, and they can also unscrupulously turn into half-ghosts to kill the enemy.

The ghosts in the bodies of these four people are not as domineering as the dog god of Ryoma or the wind and thunder god of Lu Yuniang, but they are all famous ghost things in Dongying, blessed by the body, allowing them to slash and kill these ordinary spirits, like chopping melons and vegetables.

"The ghost martial arts are really majestic."

Qingqing was holding the Three Sun Moon Famous Blade, looking at the mighty battle posture of those ghost martial arts after their alienation with a little envy, and her little brain was also fantasizing that if she could become such a ghost warrior...

Alas, don't think about it, senior brother will definitely not allow it.

Besides, I will be the empress in the future, and with this demonic power, it will never be beautiful.

She put down her thoughts and looked up.

The battlefield under Zibo City has become a boiling trend, and the brave and incomparable Tiance forwards will divide the battlefield, the Heluo Gang, the Jade Emperor Palace, and the five dragon knights who rushed before, each fighting one side, to reduce the pressure on the rear camp.

But there is a steady stream, it seems to be an endless ghost thing, just like the black tide, slapping the camp of the bandit army, even if there is a Taoist priest of the Xuanmen of the Jade Palace, setting up a six-ding six-armor array to protect the camp.

But the situation there is still precarious.

The faint golden light that shrouded the camp was sometimes bright and sometimes dark, and it could be shattered at any time.

"Roar!"

Qingqing's high-profile presence on the battlefield finally attracted attention, and with a terrible roar, several ghost warriors of the Japanese Kingdom, with a group of ghost pawns, rushed towards her side from three directions.

The ghost pawns were quickly blocked and killed by the Shaking Light Guard cavalry, but those ghost warriors flashed at extremely fast speed, wanting to assassinate Qingqing.

"Get out!"

As soon as Qingqing clenched the knife in his hand, he heard an angry roar.

Immediately, a demonic red light sprinkled from all over his body, and when the sea of blood rose, the bodies of several ghost martial artists who rushed to him stopped, and they were shocked by the illusion, and their eyes were dull.

In this instant, they were killed.

But the evil swept away, bringing up a burst of ghost crying, and with only one sword, he killed several people on the spot in the blood-colored arc of light.

Worrying and lifeless fell in front of Qingqing, and with a flick of the magic knife in his hand, the bones that had been drained of blood smashed to the ground, and the bird shrank his head and hid behind Qingqing.

In his discerning eyes, the young man with the knife in front of him was more terrifying than those ghosts.

"Shura..."

Asuka grabbed Qingqing's sleeve in fear and whispered.

"What are you doing?"

Qingqing didn't appreciate it, she put down the knife and said in a cold voice:

"Didn't you want to listen to Zhang Chu's order to protect Zhao Lian?"

"Stinky old man, no, you, important."

Wu Wufu turned his head on the battlefield and showed a slightly shy smile to Qingqing, his red and blue eyes were all pure.

He said:

"Here, danger, I'll send you back to camp."

"No, no."

Qingqing pursed her lips, she played with the braid on her chest, and said:

"I'm going to fight here, wait for my brother to come over, and my brother said he would bring reinforcements, so you can go with your business."

"Okay."

Wu Wuming nodded, took a step back, and stood beside Qingqing, he glanced at the frightened bird, and then reached out and tried to touch the bird's head.

But was dodged by the latter.

He didn't care about his life, he carried the magic knife on his shoulder, and the blood-red light illuminated his emaciated cheeks, and he said to Qingqing:

"I'll wait with you. Shen Qiu, yes, talking counts, he said that he would come. ”

"Senior brother will kill you."

Qingqing pushed him and said sharply:

"Let's go."

"Why?"

Sorrowless said in amazement:

"I'm very happy with him, he's a friend."

"Elm Head!"

Qingqing stomped her foot fiercely, seeing that she couldn't push away Wu Wu's life, she flicked her braids, carried the knife, and led the bird to the front, Wu Wu's life followed closely behind, just like the most loyal personal guard.

After taking a few steps, Qingqing suddenly said:

"If you really want to help me, can you kill them all?"

Worrying and tilting his head, he looked into Qingqing's eyes and asked:

"Do you want me, to kill them all?"

"Hmm."

Qingqing nodded.

In the next moment, a very simple smile also appeared on Wu Wusheng's face, and he didn't seem to feel the danger contained in Qingqing's request.

On this battlefield, there are more than 70,000 ghosts, which is enough to destroy the city and destroy the country.

"Good! I'll help you. ”

He answered, clenched his hand but evilly, took a deep breath, and in the next moment, the blue eye also became blood-red.

But the evil roared wildly, bringing thousands of ghosts to cry, and the sea of blood rose, shaping the eternal evil realm.

He's going to kill all the ghosts in front of him.

And not just because he hates them.

He didn't know how to say something good, and since the day he was born, he was not a good talker, so he chose to prove it with his actions.

Today, he will incarnate as a real human Shura, almost wanting to destroy this world for the woman in front of him.

He will become a real wicked person, so that these foreign thieves who call themselves evil in front of him can take a look at what it means to be frightened! What is hell on earth!