Yang Yue, who suddenly changed, was so frightened that Song Wenxi hid behind Lin Xiu, Xiong Maoling had experienced this, and hugged Lin Xiu's arm tremblingly.

The level of ghost discrimination lies in the color, Yang Yue's red clothes are about to turn black, and the lowest realm is in the late stage of the ghost long realm.

In the middle stage of the ghost growth period, Lin Xiu and the three of them still have some hope, in the bottom line, it is still a late stage of the ghost growth realm, and if the real strength is the completion stage of the ghost growth realm, then there is only the gate.

"Give it up obediently, so that you will not suffer from flesh and skin."

Yang Yue licked her lips, stared at Song Wenxi with a look of reminiscence, and said with an evil smile.

The violent evil qi hit everyone, and even the air became extremely sharp under the influence of the evil qi.

Lin Xiu, who had a solemn face, took out the peachwood sword in his coat and plunged it into the ground, exerting hard energy to form a protective layer.

The pale yellow protective layer, cut by the cold wind, did not take long for cracks to appear.

We have to find a way to prevent the cold wind from blowing, and we must defeat Yang Yue in the shortest possible time.

Lin Xiu pressed the peachwood sword with his left hand, quickly sketched the formation with his right hand, slapped it into the ground, dragged the blade, and ran.

"Guan Peng, Brother Baishan, let's go together, kill her as soon as possible, it's troublesome to be entangled."

Lin Xiu shouted loudly, and at the same time pulled out the peachwood sword, abandoned the protective cover, and stabbed at Yang Yue's eyebrows.

Seeing Lin Xiu leave, the corners of Yang Yue's mouth raised, his fingers moved slightly, and a wave of yin qi attacked Song Wenxi.

The yin qi visible to the naked eye frightened Song Yanzhen subconsciously rushed to Song Wenxi, opened his hands, closed his eyes and blocked her.

A few seconds passed, and there was no pain on his body, and Song Yanzhen slowly opened his eyes.

I found that there was a transparent rune paper floating in the air, which was the formation outlined by Lin Xiu before, the defensive formation that slapped into the ground.

The three of them, who had no worries, glanced at each other and resorted to the strongest means.

How can there be a reason for Bump Man to fight monsters, and he has to enlarge the move after the red light is on.

Entering, Lin Xiu couldn't keep his strength, not to mention that he wouldn't be violent in front of these people. Reveal your identity.

A sword momentum slashes mountains and rivers!

This is the momentum of hard strength, such as killing gods, mobilizing the strength of the whole body and stabbing this sword.

Yang Yue has experienced a hundred battles, and when he saw the sword on the peachwood sword, he knew that he couldn't resist hard, but could only dodge.

The fingers jumped, controlling the evil qi, changing the direction of Lin Xiu's peachwood sword, causing it to pierce into the air.

The white mangosteen fan was deflected, and the fan revealed a sharp sharp blade, slashing towards Yang Yue's arm.

Yang Yue, who was extremely fast, swung out his backhand with a slight side, hitting Bai Shan's chest.

Guan Peng raised his eyebrows, this palm hit him, I am afraid that he will not be able to move, a palm with evil energy, slapping the evil qi into the physical strength, how painful it will be.

Bai Shan, who fell to the ground, immediately sat down cross-legged, and after eating a pill, he looked at Yang Yue with a frightened expression.

That chasm has not yet been crossed, and when it comes to fighting, it is really not a little bit worse.

Guan Peng dropped seven or eight jars, black smoke rose in a curling air, and seven or eight evil ghosts looked around and saw the red-clothed ghosts.

It's like a pug, lying on the ground, and you don't even have the courage to rush out.

"What the hell are you? It's too cowardly. ”

Bai Shan, who had just cleared the evil qi from his body, saw such an eyeless scene as soon as he opened his eyes, and teased.

Guan Peng, who was embarrassed, turned dark and shouted: "I'm afraid of a ball!" She's alone, what are you afraid of? ”

The evil ghost trembled, even if he was beaten and scolded by Guan Peng, he was still indifferent, and Yang Yue shook his head again and again.

"Let Xiaotian help me and give me cooperation."

Lin Xiu saw that these demons couldn't help at all, so he had to ask Guan Peng's Xiaotian to come out to help, the evil master's own combat ability was very poor, and he used some evil magic to do some damage.

To deal with powerful ghosts, it is not as good as Lin Xiu, a person in the late stage of the Taoist realm.

mentioned Xiaotian, Guan Peng fell silent, and Xiaotian, who was resting in the brim of his hat, also heard the words of several people, but Guan Peng didn't let him come out.

"You can't let Xiaotian come out to fight, just let me replace him." Guan Peng said with a cold face.

Lin Xiu pursed his lips and thought to himself, you replace? Can you replace it? When is it, it's still hidden and pinched, and you have to hit the red light to put your skills?

The disparity in the realm is too great, and Lin Xiu can't help much, after all, the strength of the late stage of the Taoist realm, and the fight with the late stage of the ghost realm, if you hit her ten times, the injury will not be very serious.

If you are hit, you can only lie down and become a burden that needs to be taken care of.

It seems that he can only use the overboard sword technique, plus take advantage of the situation, to resist Yang Yue's attack!

"Boy, Song Wenxi is bleeding anyway, using the blood that flowed out, after wiping off the peach wood sword, he is using the falling water sword technique." Li Xiaoyao said.

Lin Xiu couldn't pull his face for a while, and asked other people's girls to ask for blood, how could he say this.

Bai Shan, who has a negative IQ, was knocked away by Yang Yue with a bad aura before he rushed over, even if he was a demon with thick skin, it was not such a way to play.

"Song Wenxi."

Helpless, Lin Xiu had no choice but to put his eyes on Song Wenxi.

"How?" Song Wenxi asked.

Lin Xiu's face turned around twice in embarrassment, and he was really embarrassed to speak.

Boom!

With a loud bang, Bai Shan was thrown in front of Lin Xiu by Yang Yue, Bai Shan, who had a blue nose and swollen face, had a handsome face, just like a pig's head.

"Brother Jianshan, help, are you still picking up girls at this time?" Bai Shan muttered and said inarticulately.

"I'm borrowing blood, the blood of the Ten Spirits, and it's very targeted to ghosts." Lin Xiu said embarrassedly.

Just now, Song Wenxi heard it and said with a smile: "How much blood is needed, and how to use it?" ”

Lin Xiu looked at Song Wenxi in surprise and said, "Just wipe the blood you shed on the sword." ”

After the incident, Baishan was fanned out again, and Lin Xiu was numb, and he didn't know how many times he flew out.

The peachwood sword that wiped the blood of the Ten Spirits, Lin Xiu exerted a soft energy, enveloping Yang Yue, and the extremely fast dodge came to Yang Yue's body, and a sword slashed.

The action was too fast, even Yang Yue didn't react, from the chest to the abdomen, the long scratches, and the scars were surrounded by a lot of evil qi, and he wanted to restore the wound, but he couldn't heal.

The wound that could not heal for a long time made Yang Yue's face wrinkle together, for hundreds of years, he had never been so painful, and he almost forgot the feeling of pain.

Even Lin Xiu didn't expect that the effect would be so good when it was stained with Song Wenxi's blood.

"Overboard Sword Technique! Type 1... The second form... The third form..."

The sharp swordsmanship forced Yang Yue back again and again, as long as the place was scratched by the blade, the wound could not heal.

The speed of the sword in Lin Xiu's hand gradually increased, and he saw that the sword was about to pierce the center of his eyebrows.

Suddenly, Lin Xiu's hand softened, and the peachwood sword fell to the ground, and the atmosphere instantly froze.

Embarrassed! Aside from embarrassment, Lin Xiu couldn't find the second word.

The Kunlun faction is a swordsmanship-based sect, and Lin Xiu can't even hold a sword steadily?

It's not, but when performing the Falling Sword Technique, a lot of physical strength is consumed, and the loss of physical strength, coupled with Lin Xiu's negligence and strong support, results in such a situation.

"Wait, can I pick up the sword and continue to fight with you!"

Lin Xiuyi stared at Yang Yue rhetorically and said shamelessly.

Yang Yue twitched the corners of his mouth with a sneer, cold, and looked at Lin Xiu fiercely: "What do you think?" ”