A thick yin qi came from his back, Zhan Cangming was startled, turned his head to look, and saw a large black qi surrounded by five people rushing towards his face, and on the black qi, there were hideous faces.

"This ...... What's going on? General Qin couldn't see the black qi, he only felt that the wind was strange.

Zhan Cangming's eyes froze, and he shouted, "Quickly retreat, retreat!" ”

Everyone looked at each other, although they were puzzled, but they also faded according to their words.

Seeing that black qi getting closer and closer, Zhan Cangming's expression was solemn, his muscles were tense, and he could swing his sword at any time.

He never thought that Tuoba Zhi would get such a thing-puppet ghost!

He had seen in the booklet given by the national teacher that the puppet ghosts were extremely lethal, and there was no life left wherever they went, but they were also extremely difficult to control, and the controller had to feed them blood from time to time, otherwise it would cause the ghosts to be restless and attract backlash.

The heart sank, it seems that this time, Tuoba Zhi is bound to win.

Mu Liran on the top of the city tower also saw this scene, the huge puppet ghost blocked the sun, and the whole mausoleum was drowsy.

The target of the puppet ghost is Zhan Cangming, yes, it ignores the others and chases Zhan Cangming alone.

Zhan Cangming couldn't, so he had to draw his sword, and made a cut on his middle finger, smearing the blood on the sword body, bursts of white smoke came out of the sword, and the blood on the sword body boiled, but after a few breaths, it was steamed dry, and let out a light tremble, as if it was a sigh of contentment.

Zhan Cangming stood on horseback, his toes were light, and he raised his sword with a wave, as if it had cut through the sky, and a trace of light was through.

But in just a moment, the puppet ghost merged into one again, and several heads also converged into one, opened their bloody mouths, and with a roar of rage, gradually approached Zhan Cangming.

Seeing this, Mu Liran hurriedly threw out a piece of mutton fat jade that had been moistened with blood for half a month, this thing was specially made out by her after she knew that the powerful ghost some time ago was coming at her, just in case of emergency.

The puppet ghost struggled and screamed as if it were about to pierce the eardrums.

Tuoba's smug smile instantly froze on his face.

Zhan Cangming took this opportunity to swing his sword and split the puppet ghost into several pieces with one hand.

Each one forms an individual entity.

General Weng looked solemn and wanted to go to help, but was stopped by Zhan Cangming.

"Retreat!" These ghosts can't be dealt with by ordinary people, so don't add to the casualties.

After that, Zhan Cangming once again deceived himself and prepared to destroy this puppet ghost in one go.

Mu Liran jumped forward, and when he jumped off the city tower, he was hugged by his waist again.

When I looked back, it was General Wei Chi!

Seeing that his eyes were dull and empty, his face was expressionless, and there was black qi lingering around him, Mu Liran understood immediately, but he was afraid that a single ghost had mixed up slightly, and took advantage of General Wei Chi's distraction to get on him in one fell swoop.

looked at Zhan Cangming below, and then looked at General Wei Chi, who was still holding him, Mu Liran pursed his red lips, and decided to solve the ghost on General Wei Chi first!

Mu Liran was hugged by Yu Chi from behind, and her waist was as slender as a water snake, and she was held tightly by Yu Chi's thick arms, and she couldn't struggle at all.

Mu Liran's cheeks were slightly red, and her face was perfectly bloody, which made the ghost even more excited, and watching the ghost on Yu Chi's body get closer and closer, she clearly sensed the ghost's greedy anger.

Damn...... General Wei Chi's strength is already amazing, and with this damn ghost control, Mu Liran has no way to break free at all, but fortunately, General Wei Chi is a big living person.

Mu Liran's eyes, which were originally full of anger, glowed with a little excitement, a sharp tiger tooth bit the red lower lip, and then hit General Wei Chi's neck and shoulders with a smooth and white jade arm, and after knocking General Wei Chi unconscious, Mu Liran was sure, "Poor ghost, now you only control a huge body, and you still want to fight me?" ”

At that moment, the tip of Mu Liran's tongue touched the taste of some rust, and as the taste spread, Mu Liran's lower lip was bitten out by her, she wiped the blood with her reddened fingertips, and slammed her fingertips against Yu Chi's forehead, and within half a moment, the ghost in Yu Chi's body let out a wail, and jumped back and forth in Wei Chi's body at a loss, and then fled, almost half of her soul was eroded and consumed by her blood.

After settling General Wei Chi, Mu Liran jumped off the city wall in a hurry—of course, before Mu Liran prepared a sturdy cloth, sprinkled his own blood on it, and tied it around his waist just in case.

Even if Zhan Cangming is like a god of war, and there is no armor left wherever the sword goes, no matter how good the strategy and martial strategy are, after all, he can't defeat a group of people with ghosts.

Gradually, Zhan Cangming began to be a little powerless, and his movements slowed down, and the ghosts had the opportunity to bite him bite him one by one, but in the eyes of others, he was being played by a group of people who didn't seem to be his opponent at all.

Everywhere the sword light and sword shadow went, blood flew sideways, and the thick red blood was rendered on Zhan Cangming's battle armor, as if a flower of manzhu Huasha bloomed brilliantly, not only on the battle armor, but also on Zhan Cangming's beautiful face, and even, red into his demonic deep gray eyes, the original spirit, the long ink-colored hair that was tied up high, was scattered, and some thin crimson lips gradually began to whiten.

"Lord be careful!" General Weng was fighting inexorably, but out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a person holding a big knife standing behind Zhan Cangming, who was fighting, Zhan Cangming reacted, turned around and wanted to dodge, but found that it was a puppet controlled by a ghost, the speed of the puppet was too ordinary, and the cold light was a mountain, Zhan Cangming couldn't help but close his eyes and wait for fate.