Laugh at!!

Bai Qi slashed out a sword again, and the bloody sword shadow flew by.

The bodies of the three ghost clans around him were suddenly cut in half.

The stump is splashing, this is not like a hotel at all, but like an Asura field.

In less than half a minute, hundreds of ghost kings had been wiped out by Bai Qi alone, and more than eighty people.

It seems that the more he kills, the stronger he becomes.

And those ghost kings who besieged Bai Qi tried their best, but they couldn't even touch the hem of Bai Qi's clothes.

When the last big man beside him was cut in two by a sword, Bai Qi did not continue to attack.

But he stood there, like a giant pine standing on the top of a mountain, lonely and peerless.

There were less than twenty big men left on the field, and that was Zhao Yun's prey.

He didn't want to snatch Zhao Yun's actual combat opportunity away.

Syllable!!

With a shot sweeping away a second-order ghost king who rushed in front of him, Zhao Yun looked around.

found that the ground had been overwhelmed by a big man.

All those people had stopped moving, and the wounds on their bodies were all killed by a sword.

"It's worthy of Bai Qi, the sword is killed in seconds, I still need to continue to work hard, otherwise, I won't be able to catch up with his strength at all."

Zhao Yun thought secretly in his heart.

His soul power value was only one million Dao, and it was a little difficult to deal with these second-order ghost kings.

But with his Hundred Birds and Phoenix Spear, he can continue to fight.

"Damn, let's concentrate our firepower and defeat the weakest Zhao Yun first!"

The only third-order ghost king on the field, seeing that Bai Qi was too strong, immediately ordered everyone to kill Zhao Yun first.

He can see that although the soul power of these two people is low, the quality of their soul power must be much higher than theirs.

Zhao Yun has a million soul power, but obviously this has just broken through, and it has not yet been stabilized.

Therefore, Zhao Yun is their breakthrough.

Swish!

A ghost king man with a long knife came behind Zhao Yun and wanted to sneak attack Zhao Yun.

But he obviously underestimated Zhao Yun's reaction speed.

After all, he fought in Shu Han for so many years before his death, and Zhao Yun can be said to be a natural fierce general.

The soul power was pushed to the limit, and on the side of Zhao Yun's body, the gentian bright silver spear in his right hand stabbed out horizontally, and he used a trick like a dragon to use a ghost technique.

The ghost king who sneaked up was stunned for a moment, thinking that he was in the blind spot behind Zhao Yun and could successfully sneak attack with one sword.

Unexpectedly, his small actions were noticed by others long ago, and in the end, he was caught off guard.

In the midst of the lightning and flint, the sneak attacker retracted his knife and blocked, and the blade of the knife just resisted the stabbing silver spear.

Boom!

The sparks flew around, and then the Gentian Bright Silver Spear pierced directly through the blade of the knife and stabbed into the body of the sneak attacker.

This shot was crisp and neat, and with one shot to kill the soul, Zhao Yun immediately withdrew the silver gun.

"Damn, it's just a heroic spirit who has just broken through to the first-order ghost king, why can't you kill him?"

A fierce light flashed in the eyes of the third-order ghost king.

Bai Qi has a very good reputation for murder, and he can accept it if he can kill so many thugs.

But Zhao Yun is just a fierce general of the Three Kingdoms.

is not the first fierce general like Lu Bu, why can't he win?

He was about to continue to open his mouth and order the crowd to attack.

At this moment, a dark spear as dark as ice bloomed from Zhao Yun's gentian bright silver spear.

Fill the entire hotel space.

And the target of that spear was pointing at the body of the third-order ghost king.

"Oops!"

The third-order ghost king's scalp was numb, and the power on this spear had obviously exceeded the power of one million soul power.

If he hits, he is definitely not sure to carry it down.

"Preemptive strike!"

Immediately, the third-order ghost king showed ruthlessness, pulled out the big knife he carried at any time, blessed all the three million soul power on the big sword, and slashed it hard.

Airplanes!!

A buzzing sound came out, and the big knife flew out like a tide with the momentum of breaking through the sky.

He only wanted to be able to destroy Zhao Yun's spear with this knife, otherwise, the situation would be unfavorable to him.

"Ghost art, Zilong Wushuang!"

Zhao Yun shouted, his figure was like lightning, and at the moment when the sword of the third-order ghost king flew in, he dodged strangely.

Call!!!

The sword unleashed by the three million soul power was hollowed out and landed on the opposite wall, splitting it in two.

Zhao Yun didn't care about the things behind him, his Zilong Wushuang Ghost Technique was still continuing, seeing the opportunity, he rushed forward.

In an instant, he appeared in front of the third-order ghost king Dahan, the dazzling spear was close at hand, and Zhao Yun's right hand holding the spear suddenly pushed forward.

Bring up a touch of beautiful straight line training.

This is exactly his famous ghost technique, a hundred birds towards the phoenix gun!

The third-order ghost king was shocked, kicked his feet towards the ground, and used his strength to retreat desperately.

This shot will kill his ghost, and he must not be stabbed!

Zhao Yun seemed to have anticipated this situation, the unequaled ghost technique followed him like a shadow, the third-order ghost king fled quickly, but Zilong Wushuang chased faster.

"Damn, since you refuse to let me go, then we will all die together!"

The third-order ghost king was cornered, and the killing intent in his heart exploded, and the big knife full of soul power slashed out again.

Even if the Gentian Bright Silver Spear could pierce his body, Zhao Yun would definitely be slashed by this knife.

Rumble!!

The third-order ghost king is really not so easy to kill.

With a desperate blow, a huge wind erupted.

In the end, the third-order ghost king Dahan did not choose to cut at Zhao Yun, but slashed at the gentian bright silver spear, he was still reluctant to give up his ghost life, and he was unwilling to die with Zhao Yun.

In the explosion, Zhao Yun was shaken back by the wind because his soul power realm was weaker than the other party.

But with Zilong's unparalleled body, he still continued to rush forward at the moment of retreat.

A palm slapped on the bottom of the hilt, and in an instant, the spear turned into countless soul birds, like worshipping a phoenix, frantically rushing to the body of the third-order ghost king.

Laugh at! Laugh at! Laugh at!

The Soul Flying Bird stabbed into the body of the third-order ghost king big man, and then peeked out from his back, and in a moment, the third-order ghost king big man was stabbed into a sieve, fell to the ground, and died as a soul corpse!

A third-order ghost king who had been famous for many years was killed by Zhao Yun with two moves.

It's as relaxing as drinking water and eating.

It also gave Zhao Yun a deeper understanding of the newly awakened ghost arts, Zilong Wushuang.

This ghost technique allowed him to have a faster body technique in battle, and even let him rely on this technique to challenge stronger opponents at the next level, which is not a difficult task.

"The leader was killed by Zhao Yun?"

Looking at the third-order ghost king who had fallen to the ground, the remaining few thugs were all in a state of horror.

They thought that even if they couldn't defeat the killing god Bai Qi, they would at least be able to abuse Zhao Yun.

But now, not only can Zhao Yun not be abused, but the scene has become Zhao Yun's personal show.

It's just horrible!

Swish!!

The last ghost king was also stabbed to death by Zhao Yun's gentian spear, and Ji Yan'er brought revenge on all the thugs of the ghost hunting dragon king, and since then all the souls have been destroyed, and no one has survived!

In the field, only Bai Qi, who was full of murderous energy, like a hellish ghost god, and the handsome general who stood with a gun was left.

At the same time, the Ghost Hunter Dragon King leaned on the sofa leisurely, and didn't seem to care about these at all, looking extremely bland.

End of chapter