Yin Ming figured this out, and his originally indifferent face couldn't help but show a slight smile.

Seeing this, Wang Chong also sneered, "Even so, what?"

"Today, the old man will destroy your Wendao!"

When the words fell, the ghost head knife in Wang Chong's hand suddenly attacked.

The blood-moon-like ghost head knife slashed through the void, and a blood-red flash flashed.

"Whew!"

The sword light split half of the sky, and a cold aura poured out of the inky black void.

At this time, the "Book" in Yin Ming's hand formed a transparent barrier in front of him.

I saw a flash of purple gas in the sky, and the sky where the original yin qi overlapped was suddenly cleared to the sky.

A golden light spilled from the void, and the spear in Yue Fei's hand slashed out like a bright moon in the sky.

"Ding!"

A crisp sound rang out in the void.

I saw the light of the blood moon slash through the spear above the transparent barrier, reverberating and rippling.

But the barrier was not damaged in the slightest.

The spear crossed the Ghost Head Knife and hit Wang Chong's body.

He just flickered, as if he was staggering, but he steadied himself.

The howling of the yin soul in the ghost head knife stopped abruptly, and only for a moment, it screamed in all directions again.

Wang Chong stared at Yin Ming in surprise, "How is it possible..."

He couldn't believe that under the shot of that general, the yin spirit in the ghost head knife was not damaged at all!

The spear not only pierced through the Devil's Head Knife, but also hit him!

It's absolutely impossible!

But Yin Ming ignored him, and only picked up a pen and wrote, "Zhuang Zhi is hungry for Hulu meat!"

"Laugh and talk about thirsty for the blood of the demon lord!"

"Start over!"

"Clean up the old mountains and rivers and face the sky!"

The glittering big characters were finally put together, and I saw that the ambitious "Man Jianghong" had all been imprinted in the void at this moment.

The boundless literary qi turned into endless masculine qi and swept through the void, stirring the mighty righteousness between heaven and earth for a while, setting off waves of wind and waves.

Yue Fei stood with a gun in his hand, his eyes fixed on the Ghost Head Knife in the void.

At this moment, everyone in the city felt their blood boiling!

The impassioned emotion in the poem seemed to be in their blood, making them want to shout and roar to the sky.

A tragic emotion instantly infected the heart, and for a while, everyone wanted to draw their swords out of the sheath and stab through the uneven world.

Wang Chong's face was full of coldness, and he deeply felt the pressure of the masculinity around him.

At this moment, he only felt that the yin qi in his body had been disordered.

Although he was desperately strong, the restlessness of the yin qi made the look on his face even more ugly.

At this time, the Zhu pen in Yin Ming's hand suddenly lifted up slightly.

Yue Fei raised his gun, his eyes fierce.

Yin Ming stabbed with a pen, and Yue Fei raised his gun and stabbed.

"Whew!"

I saw a meteor pierce the void, and the heavens and the earth became unusually quiet at this moment.

The spear stabbed the Devil's Head Knife without making any sound.

I saw that the ghost head knife that was originally shining with demonic blood red light collapsed in an instant.

Like the paint on the walls, peeling off layer after layer.

In the end, the Ghost Head Knife, which originally exuded endless yin energy, collapsed like mud.

"Buzz..."

Finally, there was a slight noise.

The Devil's Head Knife split apart in the void, and finally turned into a blood-red light and dissipated.

And the yin spirits in it are released at this moment, and they all return to their original bodies.

"Ahhhh

Wang Chong looked up to the sky and roared, and the yin qi on all sides was summoned, and he immediately went berserk!

The body that had already cracked turned into a cloud of black gas at this moment!

I saw that Wang Chong's head was floating in the black qi, and his body was completely gone, which looked extremely weird.

He stopped talking, and his ugly head and eyes were full of evil.

Staring at Yin Ming at this moment, the yin qi in the void seemed to stir uncontrollably.

Yin Ming raised his hand and offered out the four books.

Each of the four scriptures occupies a corner, and the white qi forms a huge cube, enveloping the two of them.

Yang Ziming praised deeply, "The righteousness of the master is admired by us. ”

As he spoke, he bowed deeply to Yin Ming, his face full of respect.

And Zhu Mingfei on the side didn't say anything, only followed Yang Ziming to bow down.

They knew that Wang Chong had fallen into a state of rage at this moment.

With such a yin qi raging, once it invades the people in the city, I am afraid that no one will be spared.

Yin Ming used the Four Books to build a barrier, in order to block Wang Chong's final blow and prevent the Yin Qi from eroding the people.

But at this moment, Wang Chong seemed to be the same as Long Wen at the beginning, and completely fell into the ghost path.

How can his final blow be underestimated?

At this time, Bai Yan suddenly said, "Don't panic, and look at Brother Ming's methods." ”

Emperor Lingyue didn't know what to say at the moment, and when he heard this, he hurriedly stared at Yin Ming in the void.

I only heard Yin Minghu ask, "The battle of trapped beasts is brave and strategic." ”

"Back to my question, I can let you go. ”

Yin Ming didn't follow suit.

Wang Chong, who had only one head suspended in the yin qi, smiled coldly, "It's not ashamed to say so much when you die." ”

Yin Ming shook his head and said, "If I want to suppress you, these four books are enough. ”

"Don't you feel that the yin qi in this is being dissolved?"

As he spoke, Yin Ming raised his hand slightly, and in the huge square space, the black gas was melting at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The ghost path lives on yin qi, and without yin qi, it is difficult for them to survive.

"So what?"

"Are you scared to be an old man?"

Wang Chong's head rose and fell in the thick black air.

I only heard him say, "Do you want to ask me about the ghost clan?"

"Hehe..."

"Then you're really whimsical. ”

Wang Chong's evil face showed a touch of ruthlessness, and the thick ink-like black qi suddenly attacked Yin Ming.

The yin qi swept wildly, and the entire square space was shaken.

The space constructed by the Four Books is even the peak of the True Saint, and the martial arts powerhouses cannot break it.

But at this moment, this black gas was billowing, and the space actually shook violently!

Seeing this, Yin Ming raised his pen and made a move, Yue Fei waved his spear, and the cold mangs intertwined in the space to outline a huge web of literary energy.

I saw the black qi crashing into the net of literary qi, and the net immediately showed signs of being dissolved.

The sound of "squeaking" is endless, and thousands of cold rays are scattered like light and rain.

At this time, Wang Chong's head suddenly disappeared.

The next moment, a huge grimace suddenly appeared in the quadrangular space, completely composed of black gas, terrifying.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooo

The voice of a terrible ghost asking for his life came from the black air.

Then the grimace slammed into the web of culture.

"Bang!"

At this moment, a deafening sound suddenly came from the four directions.

Everyone in the Imperial Capital of Yuguo was shocked, and everyone at the gate of the city retreated directly backwards.

Chang Qing looked at the void above the Imperial City Mountain Range with a shocked expression.

Han Guli's gaze suddenly turned to the Second Elder of the Northern Darkness, although he didn't speak, but his sharp gaze had already indicated everything.

The second elder of the Northern Darkness was so frightened that his legs were weak at this moment, and when he saw Han Guli's cannibalistic gaze again, he suddenly felt empty, "It has nothing to do with us... It's none of our business..."