The ghost king was in mid-air, like a walk, if he hadn't been defenseless before, he wouldn't have been injured by the Buddha staff, but even if he was attacked, this injury was insignificant to him.

"Boy, I'm getting more and more interested in you, and when I catch you, I will make you unable to survive or die."

The ghost king said with a smile as he walked, and then his figure slowly faded, and finally disappeared directly.

Xiao Yu ignored the ghost king behind him, still sitting on the paper horse, and flew forward.

And at this moment, a hundred meters in front of him, a black shadow slowly condensed together, and then the ghost king's body slowly condensed.

Seeing this, Xiao Yu couldn't help but panic, and patted the head of the paper horse, and the other party couldn't help but turn around and fly in other directions.

"You can't run away"

The Ghost King's voice came out, and then the Ghost King's two arms suddenly lengthened, and under Xiao Yu's frightened gaze, he grabbed towards the paper horse.

Now in mid-air, Xiao Yu had nowhere to dodge, so he could only swing the scepter in his hand and smash it towards the palm of his hand.

The other side was a little afraid of this Buddha staff, and he didn't collide head-on, but a remnant of his arm, like a few black pythons, blocking all the space around Xiao Yu.

Seeing this, Xiao Yu's heart moved, and the Yin Yang Peach Wood Sword roared out and slashed directly at that arm.

The black arm, like vines, rolled Xiao Yu's surroundings into a cylinder in an instant, and the wooden sword flew out and slashed directly at the black arm.

I only heard a pop, and the black arm was actually cut out of a big hole under Xiao Yu's blow, and the black qi continued to dissipate.

And at the moment when the rift first appeared, it was repaired and closed again, and then continued to surround Xiao Yu in the future.

At this time, the ghost king flashed above Xiao Yu's head, with a snow-white face and a gloomy smile, which made Xiao Yu's heart sink involuntarily.

"Boy, your mantis arm is a car, even if you use paper people and paper horses, it is difficult to escape, so now, you go to die."

The ghost king laughed proudly, stretched out one hand, and fanned Xiao Yu lightly.

Before the palm of his hand came, a powerful yin wind began to condense, making Xiao Yu's paper horse can't help but let out a long neigh, and then the paper horse can't bear the pressure, and it directly collapses, turning into a piece of paper and drifting down, Xiao Yu's body also fell rapidly.

"Ah...... Help...".

Xiao Yu reflexively screamed in horror, the sound of whirring wind was heard in his ears, and the clothes on his body were also tightly attached to his body.

Sensing his condition, Xiao Yu's heart moved, and a layer of white light poured out from all over his body, enveloping him, and the sound of the wind instantly became much smaller.

"What's the matter, won't it fall into a pulp now!"

While his body was falling, Xiao Yu was thinking about how to alleviate this part of the falling momentum.

At this moment, a pitch-black cloud in the sky quickly condensed and formed, turning into the shape of a palm, which was larger than the original ghost monk's hand, although the palm was blurred, but a few fingers were clearly visible.

"Haha, what a silly boy".

The Ghost King stood in mid-air, his palm gently pressed down, and the black cloud giant hand in mid-air seemed to have sensed it, and quickly fell towards Xiao Yu.

Xiao Yu could think that with his current falling speed, if he was slapped by the other party, he would definitely be slapped directly into a meatloaf.

The palm of his hand came instantly, and a powerful wave of qi spread out in all directions, making Xiao Yu's falling speed faster again.

"Damn, even if I die, I want to hurt you."

Xiao Yu scolded angrily in his heart, his heart moved, the wooden sword appeared in his hand, and the aura poured in, and then he turned around and slashed towards the sky with a sword.

A white light two or three meters long flew out from the wooden sword length, and directly collided with the big hand in the air, the big hand was transformed by yin qi, and the peach wood sword was just restrained, and Xiao Yu's wooden sword in his hand was not an ordinary wooden sword.

Therefore, after the sword was drawn, the huge palm was suddenly cut by the wooden sword with a huge crack, and the speed of decline was also slightly slight.

When the black palm was cut, the ghost king couldn't help frowning, and then raised his hand to see that in the palm of his hand, a mark two or three centimeters long was clearly visible.

"It's really not a mortal thing, it can hurt me, a good thing."

Wu Xuan Ghost King smiled a little unexpectedly, and then continued to follow Xiao Yu and fell down.

Seeing that it was less than 100 meters away from the ground, Xiao Yu mentioned it in his heart, but fortunately, the place where Xiao Yu fell was a forest, and the plants were not small.

"Take a gamble".

Xiao Yu sighed secretly, there was an extra roll of silver wire in his hand for no reason, he tied one end to himself, and the other end in his hand, when he was close to the treetops, he aimed at the opportunity and threw the silk thread in his hand, which happened to be wrapped around a big branch.

Silver wire is not an ordinary silk thread, it is stronger than ordinary steel wire, and there is basically no problem in holding a person.

The two ends of the silver wire were pulled, and when Xiao Yu was about to land, there was a sudden pause, and then, only a click was heard, and the branch tied by the steel wire was directly broken under Xiao Yu's powerful impact, and Xiao Yu continued to fall down.

With the previous pull of the silver wire, the momentum has basically been alleviated, and now Xiao Yu's position from the ground is only a dozen meters high, which is not the slightest threat to a monk.

The aura on his body surged, and when Xiao Yu fell to the ground, he quickly rolled over, buffering all the falling power, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Thinking of the previous scene in the sky, Xiao Yu was frightened, and if he really wanted to fall from the sky, it was estimated that the game was really over.

Behind Xiao Yu, the pitch-black palm also fell silently, but Xiao Yu took two steps out and rushed forward, now as long as he gets rid of the ghost king, there is still a chance to escape.

But when the big hand touched those big trees, it slowly disappeared, and finally turned into black gas and disappeared.

At the same time, the ghost king was also gone, and Xiao Yu didn't notice the existence of the other party after running for five or six minutes, but he didn't dare to take it lightly and continued to run towards the front.

But as soon as he ran a few dozen meters away, Xiao Yu stood violently, because in front of him, the ghost king was standing with his hands on his chest, standing there looking at Xiao Yu with a playful face.

"Don't run, aren't you very good at running?"

The Ghost King looked at Xiao Yu and sneered.

Xiao Yu didn't answer, and continued to run in the other direction, but at this time, the ghost king suddenly smashed out with a punch, and Xiao Yu just ran a few steps before he was hit in the back by a punch, and his body couldn't help but fly out more than ten meters, and his mouth began to spit blood.

"I played with you before, you really thought you had some ability, and now this king doesn't play with you."

After speaking, the ghost king swung his long sleeves, and a stream of yin qi turned into a long whip, wrapped around Xiao Yu's body, and dragged it towards the rear.

It's already past five o'clock, and when you put down the summer, it's already dawn, but in the winter, there are still more than an hour.