Chapter 139: The Flying Ghost of the Flying Ghost (1st Update)

The current state of the hermit can't feel anything different around him, or anything unusual, he can only instinctively feel the cold, just like the night in the desert, the cold is in the heart, the ice pierces the bones, and he has no ability to raise his head to look at the "people" mentioned in Ximen Wu's mouth, in fact, the hermit very much hopes that someone will come to save him, but there are very few people who can save him in the capital, one is the beast fox Li Tianshan, and the other is Cao Zhuo, who is missing, the last one. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Thinking of the last one, the heart of the hermit hurts more than being stabbed by ice, and that person is blowing snow.

Leaving the wind and snow in the capital.

Ximen Wu retracted his frightened expression, turned around and saw the person who pulled out the cold light knife from the fire and blood shield, and hurriedly flew back, opening up a large distance from the comer.

With an incredible expression, he looked at the person holding the cold light knife in front of him, and it was incorrect to say that it should be "soul".

Fire and blood became a shield to protect the surroundings of Ximen Wu.

The Heavenly Hermit, the soul in front of Ximen Wu's eyes, is the Heavenly Hermit, but the feeling is completely different; The feeling of the Heavenly Hermit is cold and silent, and after putting on the mask, he can only see his hateful eyes, but the feeling that this Soul Sky Hermit gives Ximen Wu is weird and ghostly.

That's right, although this person looks no different from the Sky Hermit, he is indeed not a Sky Hermit, hanging in the air.

"Uncle Ben, it's a flying ghost." The smile on his face is also very weird, and it also has this yin breath, which makes people feel that this ghost has just returned from hell.

After the flying ghost finished speaking, he added many sentences in his heart: True flying ghost slash.

Ximen Wu's face turned angry, and he waved his left hand: "Pretend to be a ghost, let me die." ”

The burning fire blood turned into fire blood beads and shot towards the flying ghosts.

The flying ghost held the cold light knife in his left hand, and he had no intention of retreating.

Seeing that the fire and blood beads were about to shoot the flying ghost, Ximen Wu showed a smile, but with a look of surprise.

The Fire Blood Bead passed through the Ice Wall behind the Flying Ghost and shot behind the Flying Ghost, and the Fire Blood Bead did not hit the Flying Ghost, but passed through.

Ghosts, invisible, elusive.

The flying ghost said playfully: "Clown who plays with fire, although I have seen it, I have never seen you so bad, look at Uncle Ben's flying ghost slash." As he spoke, the cold light knife in his left hand was raised backwards, and he flew towards Ximen Wu, making a gesture to cut down.

Ximen Wu hurriedly hit his chest with his left fist, and spit out blood, and the blood spit out was immediately incinerated and condensed into a fire and blood shield again, compared to the previous one, this time it was even stronger; When I looked at the flying ghost again, he had lost all traces of him.

"Seeing that you have broken one arm, and the other arm is redundant, let me help you."

The voice of the flying ghost suddenly sounded in Ximen Wu's ears, startling Ximen Wu's forehead with cold sweat, his back was already wet, and he did not hesitate to cover his body layer by layer with the fire and blood shield, turning into a fire and blood suit.

"It's a big deal."

The sound of the flying ghost appeared again, followed by a miserable scream from Ximen Wu that echoed through the ice wall.

When the flying ghost reappeared, he was already standing in place and said disdainfully: "Dare to underestimate Uncle Ben, this is your end." ”

Ximen Wu's left arm swirled thirty-six times in mid-air before falling to the ground.

Because of the pain of a broken arm, Ximen Wu knelt on the ground, buried his head on the ground, gritted his teeth and endured the pain.

The fire blood also increased more and more because of the blood shed by Ximen Wu, and he felt stronger.

"Oh, it turns out that your blood can not only be used for attacks, but as long as the amount of blood increases, your strength can also increase infinitely, not bad...... "The flying ghost seemed to praise Ximen Wu.

However, after Ximen Wu heard the words of the flying ghost, his heart thumped, how could this be? He had never used fire and blood to this extent, why did he know so well? No, he didn't know, he just felt it.

"Die." Ximen Wu raised his head, his face completely distorted by pain, and became strangely hideous, like a demon.

But with this move, Ximen Wu did not have the slightest reservation, and with a complete sword, the fire and blood were quickly suppressed into the length of an ordinary sword, and the fire and blood sword was incinerated.

The volume decreased, but the strength continued to rise several times, and the fire became more ferocious, and the cold ice within three feet of Ximen Wu quickly turned into warm water, and then boiled and tumbled, evaporating.

The blood sword that incinerates everything, Ximen Wu calls this sword and burns the world.

Burning the world is completely flying towards the flying ghosts, flying all the way, boiling water everywhere and emitting hot smoke.

The flying ghost smiled and said: "This sword is good, but it's a pity that it was used on the wrong object, even if it wasn't used wrongly, it wouldn't work on Uncle Ben." ”

Seeing that the fire and blood sword stabbed, the flying ghost swung out with a sword like an understatement, and the blade resisted the tip of the fire and blood sword.

"There will be a price to pay for underestimating me." Ximen Wu's eyes lit up, this was the most powerful sword in his life, or the sword that took his life, he was full of confidence in this sword, he firmly believed that this sword could burn the heavens and the earth.

However, Ximen Wu was wrong.

The Fire Blood Sword is indeed extremely powerful, if it is a hermit in the sky, it will not be able to resist it at all, and it will definitely kill with one move, but Ximen Wu is facing a flying ghost, a ghost who does not know the origin, and it is certain that the flying ghost is related to the cold light knife.

The ice shattered, a sword full of confidence, as the fire and blood sword gradually melted and powdered, Ximen Wu's heart was also destroyed.

Ximen Wu was like a soulless body, kneeling on his knees, stunned to see the ice powder falling in mid-air, flashing like a star; He couldn't believe that his strongest move could be defused so easily.

The ice water that was originally boiled by the Fire Blood Sword quickly froze again, and the blood left on Ximen Wu's body was not cremated, it began to be frozen, together with Ximen Wu's body, it seemed that Ximen Wu had lost all his strength, and he couldn't resist the invasion of the cold.

The Heavenly Hermit was very surprised, but his heart was very excited, he heard the conversation between Ximen Wu and the Flying Ghost, obviously the Flying Ghost is also the user of the Cold Light Knife, otherwise how can he use his weapon at will?

The flying ghost came to the side of the Sky Hermit, looked at the Sky Hermit with a disdainful look in his eyes, put away his usual weird smile, and became very serious, and even had a look of hating iron but not steel.

Just staring at the hermit.

And the Sky Hermit also saw the flying ghost, it turned out to be exactly the same as himself, the previous Li Tianshan's hair color was different from his own, but the flying ghost in front of him was no different from himself, obviously another self, the Sky Hermit was very sure that he didn't have a twin brother, so the one in front of him was not a player, it was likely to be an NPC that would transform like Li Tianshan, after all, the system would not create an NPC exactly like the player, otherwise how could Li Tianshan have red hair!

Uncle Ben has seen several generations of the owner of the Cold Light Knife, but he has never seen how fragile you are, you are simply vulnerable, you can't even kill a real flying ghost, how can you use Uncle Ben? Whoever calls you the master of the Cold Light Knife depends on your own future creation.

The flying ghost didn't speak, thinking to himself, and then inserted the cold light knife back into the scabbard on the back of the Sky Hermit.

After the knife was returned to its sheath, the Sky Hermit didn't even see how the flying ghost disappeared, leaving no trace.

The frozen body gradually recovered, and the hermit was surprised to find that his body had recovered, and the wounds that had been pierced by blood beads and the brocade black panther suit that was full of holes were also intact.

Looking at Ximen Wu, who had been frozen, Tianyin Ke was very suspicious of whether Ximen Wu was defeated by himself or by his own soul? The Heavenly Hermit only vaguely remembers that his "ghost" defeated Ximen Wu.

Is it a hallucination or what? Could it be that your brain is broken by ice?

Obviously, the memory of the previous appearance of the flying ghost has been confused, or even forgotten, after all, the hermit freezes himself, and even his brain cells are frozen, so the memory system appears in a short-term state of "nothing" (that is, caused by the ice and immortal state), and the hermit who is not fully familiar with the use of this state cannot control it at all, so after using the immortal state, the hermit stands there like an immortal body, unable to even move, and speaking has become a problem.

But everything doesn't matter, the bloody battle has gone to one of them, and there are still seven left.

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