The three people opposite Murong Yingcai have their own merits.

One person sat on the ground, blowing the hole flute, and the poisonous insects just now seemed to be under his control. The man was dressed in a black robe, and his face was unrecognizable. There is another person, who seems to be a ghost cultivator, who is just facing Murong Ying at this time. This ghost cultivator's body is very strong, and he can be tough with Murong Yingcai, and at first glance he is not an ordinary ghost cultivator.

Ordinary ghost cultivation is similar to that of a qi practitioner.

And the really powerful ghost cultivator has refined his body like a dried corpse, which is extremely strong. Xie Baoshu has seen the real person of the Daomen, Shang Yuliang. It was the nameless corpse found from under the ice and snow cave, his current physique was very strong, otherwise he wouldn't be so rampant in the ice and snow state.

In addition to this, there is also a sword immortal.

He guarded the person who was giving the, and constantly emitted sword qi to besiege Murong Yingcai. The three of them fought on a par with Murong Yingcai, but it was obvious that none of them used all their strength.

Xie Baoshu pointed at the ghost cultivator with his finger and motioned for the flying sword immortal to go up with him.

Xie Baoshu is not overwhelmed, he feels that there are a lot of three people in front of him, but the real lethality, as long as he is careful, he can't kill himself. Since you are going to sneak attack, then you have to be careful.

Xie Baoshu groped and pounced towards the ghost cultivator.

Murong Ying noticed Xie Baoshu's movements and shouted, "Be careful!"

The ghost cultivator smiled slightly, as if he was waiting for the fish to take the bait, waiting for Xie Baoshu to send it to the door. I saw that he faced Xie Baoshu's fist, did not panic at all, and stretched out his left hand hidden in his sleeve, dry and thin.

But like a big pincer, he wanted to grab Xie Baoshu's fist.

Xie Baoshu smiled slightly, and smashed his fists on the arm of the ghost cultivator, and he used this power to retreat. I saw a golden light light in the field. The flying sword immortalized and gently slashed across the head of the ghost cultivator.

In an instant, the head of the ghost cultivator fell to the ground.

Xie Baoshu was not proud, he looked at the other people vigilantly. The swordsman among the three saw Xie Baoshu's figure, frowned, and said, "That waste, wearing the Seal Armor, can't even delay a little time." ”

All three of them did not show their faces, but wrapped their faces in a piece of cloth.

The swordsman's voice was very loud, and he seemed to look down on the big man Xie Baoshu had just killed. Beside him, the person who was playing the flute suddenly lowered his hands and said, "Stick your hands, don't hide your strength, second and third, do it." ”

This man was dressed in a black robe, and seemed to be the boss of several people, and his voice was very hoarse, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time. But what he said obviously worked. When the swordsman heard this, he stepped out and gently picked up the head from the ground.

After the swordsman restored the head of the ghost cultivator, he said: "Second brother, be careful in the future, planted in the hands of this little ghost, are you embarrassed?"

The ghost cultivator, who was already supposed to die, shook his head after the head was put together, and said, "I know, that person surnamed Yu is hiding it from us, this kid can obviously use the flying sword himself."

Such as. ”

The swordsman is the third child, and after listening to the second brother's words, he smiled and said: "He didn't lie to us, you take a good look, the gourd on this young man's waist is not simple." If I'm not mistaken, it should be a sword raiser in good condition. I want to decide this thing, the eldest brother and the second brother are not allowed to rob me. ”

Ghost Xiu smiled slightly and said, "Does the flying sword also belong to you?"

The swordsman nodded and said, "You are not swordsmen, so they will naturally belong to me." ”

The eldest brother who was playing the flute snorted coldly and said, "Before the fight is over, you guys are arguing over the distribution of the spoils, isn't it too much? Hurry up, these two are not simple, be careful." If you divide things, we'll talk about that later. ”

When the two saw that the eldest brother had spoken, they had to nod and focus on Xie Baoshu.

Murong Yingcai gasped and said, "Boy, be careful, these three people are not simple. ”

Xie Baoshu nodded, how could he not know? These three brothers should be Shan Zeye Xiu, who specializes in killing people and overselling goods. As for the realm, Xie Baoshu can't see it, it's higher than him anyway.

Since Xie Baoshu dared to come over, he naturally had confidence.

He looked at that ghost cultivator and said to Murong Yingcai: "Senior, this ghost cultivator will be handed over to me, and you will kill that swordsman first." ”

Murong Yingcai nodded, Xie Baoshu thought the same as him. Among the three, this ghost cultivation is the lowest, and the lethality is insufficient, if Xie Baoshu wants to deal with it, he can only deal with him.

He himself stomped the ground, jumped and ran towards the other two.

The sword aura of the swordsman has been harassing him beside him. And the boss of the is not simple, the sound of the flute does not know how to control poisonous insects, and it seems to have a demagogic effect. Murong Ying knew that the thief captured the king first, so he went straight here.

Xie Baoshu looked at the ghost cultivator vigilantly.

He didn't dare to rush forward, because the cultivation world knew that the four words "scheming" were used to describe ghost cultivation. The body cultivation is the fiercest, the sword cultivation is the strongest, and the ghost cultivation is the most cunning. This is a famous saying in the cultivation world, Xie Baoshu will not risk his life.

He controls the flying sword immortal, and wants to kill him again.

The ghost smiled slightly, he wouldn't be so stupid, and raised his hand. Several ghostly fires appeared around him, enveloping him. It turned out that the ghost fire just now was manipulated by him. This ghost cultivator has a strong body and can also practice qi methods, which is just like Xie Baoshu.

The Immortal Flying Sword, which failed to pierce those few ghost fires several times, kept hovering in the air.

Seeing this, Ghost Xiu laughed even more, and he took out a small flag from himself. Sure enough, these ghost cultivators all like to use the Lingqi as a magic weapon. He unfurled the Ling Qi, and suddenly, a sound of ghosts crying and wolf howls came from inside the Ling Qi.

Xie Baoshu found that several people beside him were gone.

He was wrapped in a black mist, and there were constant screams coming from all around. Xie Baoshu frowned, he didn't know what kind of magic power this was, so he was a little nervous in his heart. Soon, a ghost figure emerged from the black mist and rushed towards Xie Baoshu!

Xie Baoshu hurriedly punched him, but found that he had pounced.

When the ghost passed through his body, it seemed to take away a little of his own spirit. Xie Baoshu found that things were not simple, in the dark night, the ghost cultivator didn't know where to hide, he said loudly: "Boy, obediently wait here to die." After you die, that old guy in Sword Forge Villa won't live long. ”

Xie Baoshu smiled: "Don't be arrogant, I've also met ghost cultivators." ”

The ghost cultivator in the black mist seemed to be a little surprised, and he asked, "In this world, there are still exercises given to the ghost cultivator that can be purer than mine? I'm here today, and I'm going to let you see the real ghost cultivators. ”

After speaking, more ghosts rushed towards Xie Baoshu.

These ghosts, as well as the black mist, and the order flag just taken out, formed a formation, although the ghosts in the formation were not lethal. But they can devour the essence and spirit of the living, and in this formation, the ghost cultivators don't know how many people have died.

After hearing his words, Xie Baoshu smiled slightly and said, "Do you really think that there is no ghost cultivator in the world who is more powerful than you? ”

He put his hand on the sword.

That ghost cultivator seemed to be enraged by Xie Baoshu's words, and manipulated more ghosts to rush towards Xie Baoshu. He said angrily: "In the entire human realm, I am the orthodox ghost cultivator, and there is no other ghost cultivator who will be more pure than me. Stinky boy, you'd better wait for death. ”

Xie Baoshu smiled slightly, pulled out the evil sword, and raised his head.

Split the black fog in front of him.

Take advantage of the situation and split that ghost in half.

When the black fog dissipated, several other people looked at Xie Baoshu in shock. Even Murong Yingcai was the same, at this time, Murong Yingcai was holding the swordsman's sword with both hands. The sword in his hand was far worse than the fairy sword, and it was easily held in Murong Yingcai's hand.

Xie Baoshu went to see the ghost cultivator's body, afraid that he would come back to life again. After all, he didn't die when he cut off his head with a flying sword just now. But this time, it was he who was worried, how could there be a living mouth under the evil sword? The body of the ghost cultivator had slowly become cold.

The strange thing is that there is no blood on this body.

Whether it was cut off before or split in half now, not a drop of blood came out. Xie Baoshu saw that he was dead, so he held the knife and walked towards the other two. Among the three brothers, it is obvious that the one who plays the flute has the highest cultivation. Looking at his appearance, it seems that there are still a lot of followers.

Murong Yingcai held the swordsman's sword, smiled slightly, and said, "Now, you can't help it." ”

The swordsman was a little flustered, looked at the eldest brother beside him, and said, "Big brother, make a move, if you don't make a move, I may die." ”

The man who was wearing a black robe and was giving a finally lifted the black robe and revealed his face. It turned out to be a child, but I don't know why his voice was so hoarse. He looked at Xie Baoshu and the others, and said coldly: "You forced me." ”

As he spoke, he got up from the ground.

Xie Baoshu and Murong Yingcai were shocked at the same time, and they felt extremely much in this child's body

A powerful aura, like an ancient demon. Xie Baoshu held the evil knife across his chest, and did not dare to stare at the child carelessly. Murong Yingcai frowned and asked, "Where did the old guy come from, he actually took away a little child?"

The boy laughed and said, "I don't have to worry about my business, you will die." ”

After speaking, he took out a piece of rune paper and stared at Xie Baoshu and the others, with words in his mouth. Soon, the rune paper lit up, and a huge ball of light enveloped the child himself in the blink of an eye. Then, the light spread out and rushed towards Xie Baoshu and them.

Xie Baoshu was afraid of danger, so he hurriedly got lucky, and prepared to resist this light.

Unexpectedly, the light dissipated, and the child was gone. Even Xiao in his hand was taken away.

Leaving only the place, Xie Baoshu and Murong Yingcai stared at each other with big eyes.

And the swordsman with a dazed face and a bewildered face.

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