This was unexpected by Cui Ying.

"This person, what's going on?" Cui Ying secretly said that no one had ever been alive after receiving his six-fold ghost king fist, and Yu Deshui was the first.

As for the Ninefold Ghost King Fist on top of the Sixfold Ghost King Fist, he had indeed practiced to that level, but there had never been an opponent who let him use that kind of move.

At this time, what surprised Cui Ying even more was that Yu Deshui not only gave him a middle finger, but also supported the ground with both hands and slowly climbed up.

That's right, after the six-fold ghost king fist, Yu Deshui stood up.

Li Hui knelt on the ground, already crying, and even, because of Yu Deshui's death, the resentment in her soul body was already filling her eyes, and her eyebrows had turned blood-red. If it continues, she will completely lose her sense of self and become a ghost.

However, Yu Deshui stood up at such a time, which made Li Hui suddenly see hope again. Yu Deshui is still alive, which is her only hope.

Although, Yu Deshui was scarred all over his body, and although he trembled, he still stood up.

Half of his face was already swollen, and his mouth was full of blood, but he still squeezed out a smile on his face, and said to Li Hui inarticulately: "Xiaohui, brother is fine, you don't have to worry!" ”

While speaking, the blood in Yu Deshui's mouth was mixed with saliva and kept flowing down.

"Cui Ying, I said it...... You can't kill me at all, even if you do the Sixfold Ghost King Fist again, Uncle Ben and I can carry it! ”

Yu Deshui looked at Cui Ying and seemed to say this sentence easily, but everyone knows, how can he be relaxed?

He said this just to keep Li Hui in an optimistic state of mind so that she would not lose the only hope. Yu Deshui understands that as long as Li Hui's last shred of hope is lost, she will no longer be her.

Of course, at this time, Yu Deshui, even he felt that he was just hanging in one breath.

Maybe he can't breathe any breath, and he'll be finished.

A series of things have already surprised Cui Ying. He didn't expect that a young man who had no cultivation and relied on some simple ghost doctor techniques would be able to carry his six-fold ghost king fist.

"Since the Sixfold Ghost King Fist can't kill you, then I'll have to try the Ninefold Ghost King Fist!" Cui Ying said coldly, Yu Deshui is still alive, which can even be said to be a comfort for Cui Ying. If he really died like this, Cui Ying would feel pity, he regretted that Yu Deshui died so easily, and he couldn't make up for the trauma in his heart after the death of his two sons.

Hearing this, Yu Deshui almost didn't come up in one breath.

"Damn, is there really a ninth weight?"

The sixth ghost king fist, who has already beaten it to the point that Yu Deshui's grandmother doesn't know him, and he still comes to the ninth level. I really can't imagine what it will be like after this ninth layer.

I didn't have the strength to hide.

I didn't have the strength to support my body, so I just lay on the ground directly, so that I could breathe a little more comfortably. He felt that there were many cracks in his chest near his lungs, which made him breathe, and he was always leaking, so his breath always felt insufficient.

At this time, Cui Ying clenched his fists again, he clenched his fists with his left and right hands, and then crossed left and right, and after an angry shout, the green tendons on his arms and the back of his hands jumped up.

A momentum hovered from the soles of his feet, and the scarlet aura, like a tornado, spiraled upward, and finally converged on his left and right hands.

After the two breaths collided, there was a creaking electric sound.

Scarlet electric sparks burst out between his fists, and gradually, his left and right feet opened, stabilizing his figure, and then he shouted angrily: "Ninefold Ghost King Fist!" ”

After this angry shout, a scarlet skeleton pattern appeared on Cui Ying's left and right hands. For a while, nine scarlet lightning bolts slashed towards Yu Deshui.

As the lightning approached the water, they all turned into blood-red ghosts.

The momentum brought by this ghost shadow was even no less than that of Li Hui in a state of rage at that time. Yu Deshui was powerless to resist, so he could only lie on the ground and resign himself to fate.

That's when it happened.

Li Hui, who had been kneeling, her eyebrows turned the color of blood again, she opened her eyes, and in those eyes, a red flame flickered.

The sigil on her forehead was also flickering with fire.

Cui Ying glanced at her, and was also a little surprised, after all, in his experience, he had recovered nine ghost kings, and none of them could compete with his blood talisman.

Will she be able to break this blood talisman?

On the other side, the scarlet lightning, after turning into a blood-colored figure, hit Yu Deshui's body from nine directions at the same time.

Regardless of whether Yu Deshui was still alive or not, Cui Ying's tricks did not stop, and the nine blood shadows quickly merged into one under Cui Ying's instructions.

After turning into a blood shadow, it soared into the air.

In the midst of the changes in fists and feet, the final move of the blood shadow was a punch, and this punch circled down, with a scarlet thunderbolt, and smashed down on Yu Deshui's body.

With a bang, the entire bar was razed to the ground.

On the flat ground, there is even a big pit in the depression, and the water is at the bottom of the pit. His body lay there in an extremely twisted way, motionless.

This time, he didn't have a middle finger.

Li Hui could see this, the momentum in her body had reached the extreme, and the scarlet flames had begun to wrap around her.

And the sigil on her eyebrows became less and less obvious under the scorching flames. Cui Ying was surprised when she saw this.

He immediately squeezed out another drop of blood and drew a sigil on the palm of his hand. After the fingers in his hand changed, his electric palm smashed on Li Hui's eyebrows.

seems to be successful, but in fact, from the side, Cui Ying's palm left a distance of less than one centimeter from Li Hui's eyebrows.

The rune did not succeed in controlling Li Hui.

And it was Li Hui herself who prevented all this from happening. She grabbed Cui Ying's wrist tightly, and although she touched Cui Ying's wrist, her palm was smoking.

Cui Ying exerted her strength, and Li Hui shouted angrily, and actually threw Cui Ying away. Cui Ying wanted to order Li Hui to be restricted through a spell, but he found that the ghost control talisman on Li Hui's forehead was gone at this time.

Li Hui does not fight with Cui Ying.

She flew up and rushed into the pit.

She looked at Yu Deshui, who was not moving, her brows furrowed, and at the same time, some blood and tears welled up in her eyes. Ghosts don't cry, but something that stings her heart can make her shed bloody tears, which is the reason why the ghost qi condenses, turning into a liquid similar to blood.

Just as Li Hui was staring at Yu Deshui, Cui Ying, who was behind, took out a bronze dagger from his pocket. The bronze dagger emitted a cold light, and he whispered, "Since ordinary ghost control techniques can't control you, then I can only hurt your soul!" ”

"Whoosh".

A bronze dagger, like an arrow off the string, was so fast that even Li Hui didn't have time to react. By the time she realized that she wanted to dodge, the bronze dagger had already stabbed at her eyebrows.

However, when the dagger was about to touch Li Hui's eyebrows, it suddenly stopped.

This is not what Li Hui stopped.

Because, she didn't have time to react at all, and even, this kind of bronze dagger that specializes in restraining ghosts, even if Li Hui found out and had enough time to react, she couldn't stop it.

Of course, it can't be Yu Deshui, at this time, Yu Deshui doesn't know whether he is dead or alive, he is lying on the ground without movement anyway, and he is beaten to a blur of flesh and blood, and he can't see if he is still breathing.

In short, the possibility of being alive is not much on the surface.

If it weren't for them, it would naturally not be Cui Ying, Cui Ying nailed Li Hui's eyebrows with a bronze dagger, and he could directly injure his three souls and seven spirits, and by the way, he could completely control it.

Therefore, Cui Ying was surprised.

He pinched out his fingers, took control of the dagger again, and stabbed Li Hui into the center of his eyebrows. However, no matter how hard he exerted, the dagger could not move.

When Cui Ying and Li Hui couldn't figure out what was going on, footsteps came from not far away. As he walked, the soles of his shoes made a squeaking sound on the ground, as if he was wearing a pair of slippers. With such a big movement, it is naturally a human, not a ghost.