Wang also made a good start in the first stop, which greatly boosted the morale of the righteous side.

"Hugh should be proud." The Ghost King snorted coldly and began to send the second Ghost General to the field.

All the ghost generals are covered in black robes, and if they don't play on the field like the first one, ordinary people really can't tell the difference.

"I am the Holy Void of the Qingcheng Sect of Qingcheng Mountain." A young talent who volunteered on the decent side said.

"Hmph." The ghost general ignored it, snorted coldly, stretched out his palm, and grabbed his right hand forward as a ghost claw, ten meters away, in an instant.

When the Holy Void saw the other party's move, he was not ambiguous, biting his middle finger and turning the blood into the sword, and the white long sword turned into blood red, revealing bursts of murderous aura.

"Carving insect skills, see me break you." The ghost left the ghost's claws unchanged, waved the black robe in his left hand, wrapped the blood sword around, and grabbed the head of the Holy Void with his right hand.

"Hmph." Shengxu also snorted coldly, when had he been seen so clearly by others, he was angry, the blood sword turned, and the "Dragon Breaks the Nine Heavens" roared, and the black robe turned into ashes. The blood sword turned around to block the momentum of the ghost's claws.

Seeing this, the ghost general sneered, and his left hand was turned into ashes along with the robe, but his arm was not injured, and the ghost general took advantage of the Holy Void to turn around to block the ghost claws, and his left hand became a black tiger digging out of the heart, grabbing towards the heart of the Holy Void.

Seeing this, the Holy Void was instantly shocked, but now it is too late to react, so he can only turn sideways, and he will pass the vital point.

"Zla"

"Ahh

The Holy Void's left arm was directly ripped off by the ghost.

"Stop." The person who led the Qingcheng faction roared wildly. This is the future of your own sect! If you sacrifice here, you won't be eaten alive when you go back.

"Hmph, what, can't you afford to gamble?" The ghost general snorted coldly, and wanted to be unforgiving and completely kill the other party, but he was stopped by the leader of the Qingcheng faction.

"We're throwing in the towel." The leader of the Qingcheng team said with red eyes.

The slightest carelessness in the battle can endanger your life, and now although the Holy Void has not been directly killed, what is the difference between being killed by a discarded arm and being killed.

Not to mention being hit to the point of confidence, leaving a shadow in my heart from now on, it is impossible to want to be the same as before.

Shengxu screamed and stood aside, and the leader of the Qingcheng faction stepped forward to feed Shengxu a pill, and the sound of pain weakened.

"Let's go down and bandage!" The leader of the Qingcheng faction sighed and said.

"Hmph. Admit defeat, I haven't agreed yet, have I? "The ghost general wasn't going to let it go.

"What else do you want, people have been abolished by you." The leader shouted.

"Then my brother was directly wiped out by you, do we have anything to say? Since it is a gambling war, then follow the rules of the gambling war. The Ghost King also said the same.

"Okay, then follow the rules." The leader said hatefully. Today can be described as a loss of soldiers, injuries to disciples, and loss of reputation. But compared to the lives of disciples, these are nothing.

"The Qingcheng faction belongs, withdraw." The team leader shouted: "Heavenly Master, I'm sorry, I must save my disciple's life." ”

"Uncle Shi." The Qingcheng faction belonged to all of them unwillingly, and after chasing for several years, they could become famous immediately, but now they are about to quit.

"Listen to me, withdraw." The leader spoke loudly again.

The crowd had no choice but to retreat.

"Take the disciples to recuperate and recuperate, and leave it to us here!" Regarding the withdrawal of the Qingcheng faction, what can the Heavenly Master say, what can he say, and what the Qingcheng faction does is reasonable. The same is true for yourself.

Gambling battles are different from group battles or something.

Gambling warfare is sacred, and once established, it is a common experience between gods and ghosts.

The Qingcheng faction shook its head and sighed and withdrew, which made decent people feel angry.

I worked hard for so long, but in the end, I failed.

"Uncle Shi, I'm sorry, it's me who is useless, I am not good at learning, and I have humiliated everyone." The saint said guiltily.

"It's none of your business, it's the ghost who is too cunning. This time should be a lesson to make you more calm in the future, and not to be rash. The Qingcheng team leader said.

"Old thing, you guys can't do it either! See who's going to end up now? The ghost king said proudly. This can be described as killing two birds with one stone. It not only delays time, but also weakens the opponent's strength.

"Hugh should be proud. Old ghost, don't laugh so early until the end. The old heavenly master looked at the old ghost's smug appearance and said unhappily.

"Heh, I think you won't be able to make it to the end." The Ghost King retorted. Not for anything else, just to stall for time.

"Stop talking nonsense, Venerable Master!" The Heavenly Master shouted.

"Zhang Xuefeng of Zhongnan Mountain asked to fight." Senior Brother Xuefeng said lightly.

Senior Brother Xuefeng watched the Qingcheng faction being injured, and then asked to fight.

"The Ghost King sits down, and the second battle will be Black Moon." That black moon looked at Senior Brother Xuefeng who was fighting, licked his lips, and asked to fight.

"Senior brother, be careful." Lin'er hadn't seen Senior Brother Xuefeng's skills, and couldn't help but worry about Senior Brother Xuefeng.

"Don't worry! Although I haven't gotten the true biography of my master, I can get by. Senior Brother Xuefeng smiled lightly, not at all worried about the next battle.

"Wang Ye Dao Chang, senior brother will be fine, right?" Lin'er asked.

"Something? What's the matter, your senior brother's guy belongs to the role of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, what can he do, he doesn't have the true transmission of the master, it's just his mantra. Daoist Wang Ye looked at Senior Brother Xuefeng's back and said.

Senior Brother Xuefeng is in his early twenties, and he has a feeling of being a humble gentleman and gentle as jade.

"Boy, are you so eager to die?" The second ghost general is compared to the first two ghost generals, except for the nouns are more advanced, and the quality does not go to the top two, it seems that some ghosts are also uneducated, which should have a lot to do with life.

Senior Brother Xuefeng ignored him, raised his hand and took out a small box, opened it and saw that it contained a wooden sword found with a toothpick.

"Haha, boy, you use this wooden sword to fight me? It's too small for me to dig out my teeth. Ha ha. The second general laughed.

"Noise," Senior Brother Xuefeng said lightly.

Pour the so-called toothpick from the box. Seeing that it was about to fall to the ground, and at this moment, the toothpick-sized sword grew in the wind.

"Go." Senior Brother Xuefeng said indifferently, one word, the nine wooden swords that were no different from the normal size, swished towards the second general.

"Hmph, I thought I'd be afraid of you when I got bigger, what the hell." The second warrior didn't care.

"Together." Senior Brother Xuefeng spoke again, and the sword also seemed to have spirituality, and it was instantly merged into one, turning into a super giant sword, and all this only happened in an instant, and it had already reached the eyes of the second ghost general.

And at this moment, the second ghost general has been scared stupidly, from the original small toothpick, to nine flying swords, and now into a giant sword, the second ghost general has also changed. Dismissive, to careless, in the present amazement.

And this was already the end of his life.

"Poof." With a bang, like a popped balloon, the second ghost general had turned into a cloud of green smoke, attached to the giant sword, and became the nourishment of the giant sword.

"Brother." A heart-wrenching roar rang out, but it was too late.