Chapter Seventy-Three: What is a Ghost General?
The man in black stomped on the ground with his feet, and his body struck from the oblique side.
Su Ming raised his foot and kicked him in the face, and the man in black was furious, and cursed: "The vicious little bastard actually wants to ruin the old man's handsome appearance. β
Su Ming was speechless for a while, what kind of force is this, how is it a group of crazy people.
The man in black snorted coldly, and his hands grabbed Su Ming's door like eagle claws. Su Ming stepped on the mysterious steps and retreated, and the man in black pressed forward step by step, forcing Su Ming to have no time to pay attention to Zhu Ling.
Zhu Ling was accustomed to the calcination of the Yin Fire, and his expression was not as painful as before. The more calm he became, the worse the situation was for Su Ming.
The man in black turned his head and glanced at it, showing joy in his heart, he didn't expect Zhu Ling to succeed.
Ground-level ghost generals, it's exciting to think about.
In this way, he would not let Su Ming disrupt the rhythm of Zhu Ling's evolution.
Even if you can't kill it, you have to stop it. When Zhu Ling evolved into a prefecture-level ghost general, with the cooperation of the two, where could they take Su Ming's head.
Kindness?
What about people!
The face of the man in black changed suddenly, and his eyes looked around vigilantly.
"Are you looking for Ben Daoye?"
The man in black was startled and quickly rushed forward.
The five-life cat demon suffered a loss like this, and it was impossible for him to be fooled again when he saw it.
Su Ming grabbed him by the collar and pressed his knees hard against his back. The man in black bared his teeth in pain, and let out a terrible scream.
He reflexively grabbed at Su Ming, and the fierce wind stung Su Ming's face. The cold light flashed in Su Ming's eyes, and he really moved his killing intent.
Su Ming's palm reached out like lightning, grabbed the neck of the man in black and lifted him up. The left hand punched him in the abdomen, and the black-clothed man's eyes bulged out of his sockets, and he felt that his internal organs were displaced.
Su Ming grabbed the ribs of the man in black with his left hand and pinched it hard, and the man in black screamed again and again, and the people who listened were terrified.
Click.
Su Ming directly broke his ribs, and the man in black flew out upside down, opening his mouth and spurting out a mouthful of thick blood.
Su Ming slowly walked in front of the man in black, the man in black had a panicked look in his eyes, and he smelled the breath of death.
He is an eight-rank master, he was defeated, and he was defeated so simply.
Su Ming said coldly: "Are you really the Daoist Master who can't kill you?" β
The man in black said in horror: "Who are youβwho are you?" β
"You are not qualified to know the name of this Dao Master." Su Ming raised his foot and stepped on his heart, and with a snort, blood spat out wildly, spilling Su Ming's kick.
"Let him go!"
Zhu Ling's cold and ruthless voice came from behind him.
Su Ming turned his head to look at it, Zhu Ling's whole person had undergone a qualitative change, although his body shape did not increase, but it gave people a heavier feeling.
Zhu Ling twisted his neck and smiled fiercely, "You are the first person to die in the hands of this general after you become a prefecture-level ghost general, you should feel honored." β
Su Ming sneered, "Do you really think that you have survived all the tribulations of the Evolved Ground Level Ghost General?" β
"Isn't it just a yin fire? Ben will never be afraid. Zhu Ling said disdainfully.
"Although you are a veteran of the battlefield, you seem to be very ignorant." Su Ming said indifferently: "In addition to the evolution of Xuan-level ghost generals, earth-level ghosts will have to undergo the calcination of Yin Fire, they will also have to withstand the tempering of Heavenly Thunder or Yin Thunder. The Yin Fire is gone, and the thunder should be coming. β
Zhu Ling laughed, "Stinky boy, you are less alarmist, you will be in the Yin and Yang Realm for two thousand years, and you have never heard such a statement." β
Su Ming snapped his fingers and threw out a thunder spirit rune. Zhu Ling grabbed the thunder spirit rune in his hand and exploded, and sneered: "Stinky boy, if you have any other means, even if you use it, you will suffer it all." β
"Your crisis is coming."
As soon as the words fell, Zhu Ling's body trembled suddenly, and a gray arc of thunder and lightning appeared strangely, gradually spreading all over his body.
Zhu Ling's face changed wildly, and he exclaimed, "How can this be? β
"You're so lonely."
Su Ming took out two thunder spirit runes, "This Dao Master wants to see who will resolve it for you this time." β
The thunder spirit rune burned, forming a large dark cloud above Zhu Ling's head, and the thunder and lightning with thick arms slashed wildly on Zhu Ling's body, making Zhu Ling feel painful.
The man in black had already been injured by Su Ming, and he could only watch Zhu Ling struggle and listen to his screams.
His eyes were miserable, his face was dead, he didn't expect it to be planted in Su Ming's hands.
The yin thunder on Zhu Ling's body kept drilling out, entangled and crawling on him like a black snake. Zhu Ling's face was distorted, the dark ghost blood was ticking to the ground, and his soul body suffered a heavy blow, which was particularly tragic.
Su Ming took off the ghost whip and slapped it on Zhu Ling, Zhu Ling stumbled back and fell to the ground.
"The wind in the sky has a spirit, all laws are destroyed, and the spirit spell is broken!"
Su Ming stepped in front of Zhu Ling, and his fingers fell straight to his eyebrows. Zhu Ling resisted and grabbed Su Ming's wrist, Su Ming snorted coldly, "You are too naΓ―ve to want to resist this Dao Master under the Yin Thunder Tribulation." You can't do it even if you're a prefecture-level ghost general, let alone you're not. β
Su Ming took a step closer, and his sword finger fell.
Zhu Ling screamed heartbreakingly, and his entire body was torn apart, shooting out a terrifying red light. The fear of death made him fight back, and he withstood the impact of the Yin Thunder on his soul body, and the ghost qi burst out, suppressing Su Ming's attack.
Zhu Ling roared with red eyes: "I'm going to kill you!" β
He bounced up from the ground suddenly, and his big fan-like hand slapped towards Su Ming's head.
Zhu Ling wants to fight to the death!
At that moment, he felt the fear of death, fear that he had never felt before, and that fear was so strong that his whole soul trembled.
He decided to fight, if he didn't fight hard, the only thing waiting for him was death.
Su Ming's finger landed on Zhu Ling's arm and punched out. Zhu Ling squeezed Su Ming's fist, and a cruel smile appeared on his face, "Stinky boy, you should die." β
"Dead?"
Su Ming sneered, "Are you sure you can kill this Dao Master?" β
"Broken your arm......"
The smile on Zhu Ling's face stopped abruptly, and he looked down, and at some point, Su Ming's ghost whip had penetrated his body.
Su Ming pulled out the ghost whip, and Zhu Ling opened his mouth to spew out ghost blood, half-kneeling on the ground. He raised his head slightly, his eyes full of horror and incredulity, "You, who are you?" β
"You are not qualified to know the name of this Dao Master."
Su Ming twisted his neck and said indifferently: "Don't talk nonsense with you, this Daoist has to go back to sleep." β
"Oh, yes, one more word. Zhu Ling, although you are a veteran on the battlefield, you have killed countless enemies in your life. However, with the passage of time, the evil energy on your body has almost been washed away. The strongest ghost will force the evil qi, and the evil qi that this Dao Ye feels from you is too weak. If you really want to talk about strength, you are like a ghost general who has just stepped into the Xuan level. β
"You dare to insult me?" Zhu Ling's eyes cracked, and he roared angrily.
Su Ming shook his finger, "This Dao Master is not insulting you, he is telling you what you should do to become a supreme ghost general." β
"Zhu Ling, this Daoist still respects you as a person, so I won't kill you this time."
Zhu Ling was stunned suddenly, "You didn't kill me?" β
"But ......"
Su Ming's eyes burst out with a terrifying essence, "Go back to the ghost." β