Not to mention those old ghosts in the Spirit Gathering Tower, even Ge Yu was startled, and couldn't help but let out a muffled snort.

Nima, no wonder Hei Xiaose said that Zhang Yihan has the potential to be the next head of Wudang Mountain, this shot is really powerful, especially the magic sword in his hand, which must be the treasure of Wudang Mountain.

At this moment, even the mountain spirit who was fighting with Aunt Feng looked up at the qi swords above Zhang Yihan's head, and in those dark eyes, all the countless sword qi was reflected, bursting out from the top of Zhang Yihan's head.

Aunt Feng was also like the mountain spirit, shocked by Zhang Yihan's battle, and they all stopped for a while.

The huge roar made people feel the urge to kneel and worship.

The flying head above his head descended to Phila, and when he saw the countless sword qi shrouded in it, he immediately felt the threat of death, and his body was stunned, where did he dare to chase Zhong Jinliang, and flew directly in the direction of the forest to take his life and flee.

Seeing that the flying head was about to flee, at this time, Zhang Yihan actually took out another magic weapon.

This magic weapon is called the Heaven and Earth Qiankun Mirror, and it is also the magic weapon of Wudang Mountain.

Because his other hand was holding the Demon Suppression Sword, Zhang Yihan couldn't free his hand, so he directly bit the tip of his tongue and sprayed a mouthful of blood towards the Heavenly Heaven and Earth Qiankun Mirror.

Immediately, Zhang Yihan made a decision again, flipped the Heaven and Earth Qiankun Mirror, and suddenly there was a golden light, and it shrouded towards the flying head.

As soon as the golden light of the Heaven and Earth Qiankun Mirror fell on the body of the flying head, it immediately made the flying head descend Phila let out a hysterical scream, bursts of white smoke rose from his body, and his body was frozen in mid-air.

Immediately, the thousands of sword qi separated from the Demon Demon Suppression Sword all fell towards the head descending master Phira.

However, when those sword qi were about to fall on Na Pila's body, the flying head descended and immediately gathered the blood qi that was surging in the sky and wrapped himself.

"Boom" There was an earth-shattering sound, and the thousands of sword qi all fell on the body of the flying head.

Overhead, the white light shone brightly, followed by another terrible howl.

I don't know if the flying head was killed by Zhang Yihan, Zhang Yihan's body shook and fell straight to the back.

Ge Yu's spiritual power had recovered a little at this time, and seeing Zhang Yihan like this, he hurriedly ran towards him.

When I looked over, I was startled and saw that blood had seeped out of Zhang Yihan's seven orifices, lying on the ground, and his body trembled.

This kid is really dead, he still has the means to urge the Demon Demon Sword to cast a sword formation, and he used his essence blood to forcibly urge it, and he made such a big battle, as soon as this backlash comes up, he will definitely not be able to bear it.

Ge Yu thought that this kid had hung up, walked up to him, probed his pulse, and found that it was still beating, so he quickly took out the medicine bottle from his body and sent several pills into his mouth.

After swallowing the pill, less than three minutes later, the effect of the medicine quickly attacked in the body, Zhang Yihan's body stopped trembling, and finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then sat up violently, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Meaning...... How does it feel? Ge Yu patted him on the back and said with concern.

"It's okay...... Fortunately, I can't die for the time being......" Zhang Yihan said weakly.

"Why are you fighting so hard, seeing that the sky is about to dawn, and you can't struggle for long when you fly down, why do you have to do this, it will take a long time to recover." Ge Yu said helplessly.

"Seeing Brother Yu working so hard, I can't ......be idle," Zhang Yihan smiled, his mouth full of blood foam.

At this time, Ge Yu remembered the flying head drop, and when he looked up at the sky, he found that the flying head drop was not killed by the sword array, but a cloud of white smoke rose from his body, constantly drifting towards a higher place, and a small section of the dancing intestines remained, hanging under the internal organs, and the internal organs were also full of holes, only one head was still complete.

Even if he didn't die, this flying head landing would not be lethal.

Zhong Jinliang raised his head and glanced at the flying head, smiled stupidly, pointed at the flying head and said, "Your uncle, let you chase me again, you come down." ”

The flying head did not respond to Zhong Jinliang, and let out a desperate wail in mid-air, feeling very miserable.

At this time, it was already a toothless tiger, and it could no longer make any moths out.

After solving the crisis of the flying head landing, I only heard that there was another fight not far away, and it was the mountain spirit and Aunt Feng who fought together again.

In addition to Aunt Feng, there are many old ghosts and big demons who flock here.

Just now, this mountain spirit killed a few old ghosts in the Spirit Gathering Tower, and the rest of the old ghosts were angry, and they flocked towards the mountain spirit desperately.

These old ghosts have been accompanied by the Spirit Gathering Pagoda all year round, and they all have some deep feelings, and if there is one less, they are also unacceptable.

Ge Yu glanced at the mountain spirit, his heart was full of anger, and he didn't care about saying more to Zhong Jinliang, but said gloomily: "Liangzi, help me kill the mountain spirit together!" ”

Zhong Jinliang didn't say much, with a wave of the folding fan in his hand, under the urging of spiritual power, it quickly turned into a sword, and rushed up with Ge Yu.

At this time, the mountain spirit was already surrounded by clusters, and there were floating breaths of various colors all around, and Aunt Feng was also steaming, with red veins on her face, floating in the air, and her long hair was scattered and fluttering.

The mountain spirit didn't seem to be at all afraid of being besieged, and a strange laugh came out of his throat.

Zhong Jinliang is a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers, he didn't think about it, he directly slashed at the head of the mountain spirit with a sword, the mountain spirit's eyes flashed, and he immediately locked Zhong Jinliang, and his body jumped, and instantly appeared behind Zhong Jinliang, and grabbed his arm.

It's so fast, it's amazing.

Zhong Jinliang, who was caught, suddenly let out a miserable howl, and a burst of green smoke rose from the grabbed arm, emitting a smell of roasted meat.

Even Ge Yu didn't expect this mountain spirit to be so terrifying.

Seeing that Zhong Jinliang was caught by the mountain spirit with one move, Ge Yu hurriedly raised his sword and slashed at the mountain spirit's head, unexpectedly, the mountain spirit actually raised his black claws and grabbed Ge Yu's Maoshan Seven Star Sword.

I'll go, even the Maoshan Seven-Star Sword dares to reach out and grab it, ordinary ghosts, when they touch it, their souls will be scattered.

Ge Yu was shocked in his heart, and directly let go of the Maoshan Seven Star Sword, and a Maoshan Cloud Thunder Talisman slapped towards the mountain spirit.