Supreme level, this level alone has given everyone a huge pressure, even if it is just a small thumb bone, its power is not something they can imagine.

What about Maoshan in the north, and what about Jin Rao? In front of the Supreme Level, it is not enough to see at all.

The two middle-aged men looked solemn, and they felt a huge coercion from within that finger bone, which made their souls tremble.

Supreme level, it is estimated that only the ancestor master in the sect has such strength.

The two were silent for a while, and their mood was very depressed.

But by this time, they had no way back.

The feminine middle-aged man said: "Hmph, it's just a little thumb phalange, and it may not be that strong." ”

The Headless Ghost King laughed in his stomach and said, "Then you can try it." ”

Dangdang!

The two of them gritted their teeth and slapped three times in a row, and three ripples swept towards the headless ghost king, and everywhere they passed, the air was distorted.

Fallen leaves fell, and as soon as they touched the ripples, they turned into pieces.

The headless ghost king's face changed, and he didn't dare to underestimate the three ripples, he pinched the finger bone, waited for a moment, and then suddenly raised his head and looked at the sky.

Everyone was puzzled, and they also looked at the sky, and then they were instantly frightened and sat on the ground.

I saw that high in the air, a skeleton hand at least twenty meters long slapped down, and instantly scattered the three ripples, this is not over, the skeleton hand slapped the two out when the two did not react, smashed on the ground, splashed smoke and dust.

In this way, the skeleton hand disappeared, and the headless ghost king's aura weakened a little, and his soul was injured, but he was very excited.

"Uncle Shi!" Wang Jianxin screamed in surprise, hurriedly rushed over, and pulled the two out of the stone.

At this time, the two of them had fallen into a human shape, the bones all over their bodies were cracked, there was blood all over their bodies, and blood was constantly oozing from their pores.

Seeing such a tragic scene, Wang Jianxin's eyes were red, and he said angrily: "I'll go to avenge my uncle." ”

He grabbed his sword and was about to rush forward, but was grabbed by the feminine middle-aged man.

"Don't go."

The feminine middle-aged man was hit hard, but he could still speak, he vomited blood, and said: "It's our carelessness, the strength of this headless ghost king is completely beyond our imagination, Jian Xin, you go quickly, I and your Uncle Zhang will help you break the queen." ”

"Yes, the two of us have limited talents, and it is estimated that we will not be able to enter a higher realm in my life, you are still young, Maoshan in the north, and you will need to carry it forward in the future." The sturdy middle-aged man also said.

"Let's go together!" Wang Jianxin was a little bit of a gallbladder, and said solemnly.

"Idiot, if you stay here, you will only die in vain." The feminine middle-aged man scolded, involving the injury, only to hear a click, and a rib on his chest was broken.

"Uncle Shi, don't talk about it." Wang Jianxin was so sad that he couldn't do it, his whole person trembled with anger, and at the same time he couldn't do anything.

He clenched his fists and hated his lack of strength.

"Promise me, go." The feminine middle-aged man held on to his injury, took out a red talisman, and pasted it on his chest, and immediately regained a little more energy.

This is a forced squeeze of potential in the body, which has great side effects.

Wang Jianxin wiped a handful of tears, took the sword in his hand, turned around and left.

After the two uncles cut off their lives for him, he had to go.

"Daozi, don't leave us, we don't want to die." Several disciples of the Northern Sect Maoshan ran over with teary eyes and shouted in panic.

"Daozi, please take us with you."

Several people surrounded Wang Jianxin, and their faces were full of pleading.

"Okay, follow me." Wang Jianxin hesitated for a moment, then nodded and left with a few people.

Seeing this, the other cultivators wanted to follow, but Wang Jianxin didn't stop him.

The Headless Ghost King sneered: "You can't escape from the palm of this seat. ”

He wanted to chase and kill, but the two middle-aged men stopped him directly, coughing up blood and said: "Headless Ghost King, if you go to chase and kill them, the two of us will fight for our lives, I believe it can also make you lose half of your life, you can try it." ”

The Headless Ghost King paused for a moment and said indifferently, "Even if this seat doesn't kill them, do you think they will be able to escape?" It's naïve. ”

As if to confirm the words of the Headless Ghost King, there were suddenly screams in the distance, and when several cultivators were leaving, they were accidentally pulled by the arms in the mountain rocks, and their bodies were instantly torn apart, falling into the blood corpse array, turning into a skeleton and standing up, continuing to chase and kill those who fled.

And Wang Jianxin led everyone, and only walked more than a hundred meters, but he was stopped by countless evil ghosts and skeletons, and if he wanted to leave, he could only kill them, and there was no second way.

Everyone's faces turned pale, and they didn't dare to take another half step.

And under the coercion of those demons and skeletons, they retreated step by step.

Wang Jianxin's face was pale, he was alone, he could leave, but he couldn't bear to see these people die.

"Today, you're all food for this seat." Everyone retreated, and the Headless Ghost King smiled smugly and said loudly.

The two middle-aged people's faces were extremely ugly, and they glanced at each other, and the strong middle-aged man turned around directly and rushed towards the group of demons and skeletons, while the feminine middle-aged man was facing the headless ghost king.

Under the leadership of the sturdy middle-aged man, the fleeing man finally gained a firm foothold and moved forward slowly, while the headless ghost king was also stopped by the feminine middle-aged man.

"Beast, die."

The feminine middle-aged man was beaten and retreated, and finally couldn't help it, roared angrily, took out a talisman, spurted a mouthful of essence blood, and then slapped it on the belly of the headless ghost king.

In an instant, the talisman burned into a sky-high green glow, blasting a large hole in the headless ghost king's belly, causing him to let out a miserable scream.

The spirits of the people who fled were shocked, this was the first time that the headless ghost king had been seriously injured like this.

"Master Wang, it's amazing." The crowd cheered.

But in the next second, they were dumbfounded, because the feminine middle-aged man's body fell straight to the ground, his eyes were closed, and the vitality on his body was dissipating little by little.

"Uncle Shi." Wang Jianxin roared, in pain. The strong middle-aged man's body also trembled terribly, but he couldn't bear it and didn't dare to turn back, he was afraid that as soon as he turned back, he couldn't help but go back and kill the headless demon.

It's just that he understands that with his strength, going back is just a dead end.

"Ah...... How dare you hurt me, go to death. "The Headless Ghost King is furious, such an injury has been injured to the root, and it will take a lot of effort to recover.

He rushed towards the feminine middle-aged man, bound to kill the other party and devour the other party's flesh and soul.

"Uncle Shi!" Wang Jian's heart was shattered, and he knelt on the ground with a miserable laugh, and the sword in his hand was slammed into the mountain rock.

"Senior brother!"

The sturdy middle-aged man also cried, but he didn't dare to stop, but grabbed Wang Jianxin and forced him to leave.

At this time, someone suddenly exclaimed, "What did he do in the past?" ”

Everyone came back to their senses, only to find that a figure was rushing towards that side quickly.

(End of chapter)