"Lin Fengjiao, you are too arrogant!" The Wushan Ghost King roared angrily.

Lin Fengjiao snorted coldly and said nothing.

The ghost qi cloud pressed down, Lin Fengjiao's figure moved, and she retreated more than ten meters. Suddenly, more than a dozen ghosts came out and pounced on him viciously. With a wave of Lin Fengjiao's palm, these unjust ghosts were directly torn to pieces, and their souls were scattered.

In Lin Fengjiao's eyes, these little ghosts are completely ant-like existences, kill as many as they come!

The six ghost kings haven't made a move yet, and they all asked the little ghosts and demons to come down as cannon fodder.

Lin Fengjiao raised her hand to draw a talisman in the void, and with a little finger, the spirit rune flew below the ghost qi cloud, and the powerful spiritual power exploded, bombarding the ghost qi cloud. The cloud of ghostly qi rolled up, and the rich ghostly aura dyed the place black like splashing ink.

Han Mo's heart trembled, and they all felt that they were being stared at by several cruel and fierce eyes.

The evil god and Bai Yu trembled all over, and stepped back with small steps.

Han Mo stepped on Youyunbu and came to their side, and his sudden appearance frightened the two of them into shouting.

"You...... You ......"

"What am I?" Han Mo rolled his eyes, "Why haven't you left yet, stay here and wait for death." ”

"We also want to go, but we ...... the 'legs' ...... the 'legs' are soft."

"It's a shame."

Bai Yu and the two were speechless. After a while, Bai Yu asked in a low voice, "Han Mo, aren't you afraid of the Ghost King?" ”

Han Mo shook his head.

"Just because you're not afraid doesn't mean you can win." Bai Yu flicked his abacus and said softly: "Six ghost kings, what a battle this is, not to mention that there must be tens of thousands of ghost soldiers in the ghost qi cloud, what can we do?" ”

As he was speaking, a trace of 'yin' wind blew on the ground, causing Han Mo and the three of them to shiver at the same time.

The cloud of ghost qi in mid-air tumbled violently, and the ghost qi of Sen Sen was overwhelmingly suppressed. In the ghostly clouds, the terrible ghost screams are endless.

Looking at this momentum, it is said that there are tens of thousands of ghost soldiers among them, and I am afraid it is not bluffing. The six ghost kings, no matter where they are, will almost always receive lonely souls and wild ghosts within a radius of hundreds or even thousands of miles.

As the saying goes, one mountain cannot tolerate two tigers, unless one male and one female...... The same is true of the Ghost King.

"Little friend, you go first." At this moment, Lin Fengjiao's faint voice came into his ears, Han Mo looked up, shook his head at him, and said slowly: "Senior, you have saved me in danger many times, how can I put you in danger." ”

"Haha......"

Hearing this, Lin Fengjiao laughed, "Xiaoyou has this heart, I am satisfied." However, don't worry, just with the defeat of six of their men, it is a fool's dream to try to deal with me. ”

Han Mo pulled out the Longquan Sword, took two steps forward, and looked at the cloud of ghost qi rolling in the air with a resolute face.

"Hmph, don't even think about leaving."

The ghost king's voice fell, and a rumbling sound rang out, and the ghost qi cloud quickly attacked from mid-air, very turbulent. The stench of rotting bones also followed, which was disgusting.

Han Mo raised his left hand, and a dark red light shot out, and the ghost qi cloud was blown away by a few points. Immediately after biting the tip of his tongue, a mouthful of blood sprayed on the blade of the sword, slashing towards the ghost qi cloud.

"Ahh......hh

The imp took the lead and let out a scream.

The evil god and Bai Yu also did their best to resist the invasion of the ghost qi.

Han Mo pulled his right hand and pinned the Longquan sword to his waist, and his hands quickly changed his handprint......

Ziz ......

The silver 'color' arc was wound, and a round of silver 'color' discs appeared.

"Huh?!"

The Ghost King's voice of surprise came, "Five Thunder Sky Discs? Are you a disciple of the Maoshan Hidden Sect? ”

Han Mo sneered and was silent.

"Since you are a disciple of the Maoshan Hidden Sect, you can't leave."

"Kill him!"

A rough voice came from overhead. Han Mo waved his sword and shouted: "Demons and monsters, don't be arrogant, sooner or later your souls will be scattered." ”

"Look for death!" After a roar of rage, a pale palm stretched out from the cloud of ghostly qi and grabbed Han Mo's 'chest' with great swiftness.

Han Mo took a step back, and the Longquan Sword in his hand swept out, but unexpectedly, this ghost hand retreated in an instant. Before he could come back to his senses, his palm came out again. Han Mo was startled, and pinched the finger in his left hand and hit it out.

Swish......

With his left hand, a ghost shadow flew out from the right, flying into the ghost qi cloud with the Longquan sword.

"Haha...... If you don't have a sword in your hand, do you dare to make a big statement? There was a loud laugh from the ghostly cloud, and a hideous ghost figure pounced.

Bang......

Lin Fengjiao flashed over, slapped her palm, and immediately beat this hideous ghost to pieces. Han Mo's feet moved, and he quickly retreated, panting in shock.

Immediately pinched the trick and recited the mantra, and the purple 'color' brilliance immediately bloomed in the ghostly clouds......

"Ahh......hh

There were screams in the ghostly clouds, and the banging sound continued to explode. The corners of Han Mo's mouth flashed with a sneer, how could the Longquan Sword be able to reach you and other demons and monsters?

Laugh at!

The purple light flew out, and Han Mo pulled his palm and held the Longquan Sword in his hand.

He held the sword 'flower', stepped on the clouds, and was about to kill. Bai Yu's voice happened to sound, "Stepping on the three points of the world, the sword slashes the demons and demons......"

Han Mo listened to it, and when he looked at the situation in front of him again, he almost applauded. Immediately killed according to the direction Bai Yu said, the Longquan sword stabbed into the ghost qi cloud, and after a miserable scream, he pulled out the long sword, and the three or five evil ghosts disappeared.

Lin Fengjiao stood aside, nodding secretly, her eyes full of gratification.

The Longquan Sword is like a dragon in the dark night, and the little ghosts that emerge from the cloud of ghost qi are defeated at the touch of a button, and they scream continuously. However, there are too many ghosts, and no matter how Han Mo fights, the number of ghosts that come out continues unabated.

Just when Han Mo was on the rise, the ghost qi cloud suddenly rose by two points, and suddenly, an invisible powerful pressure slowly spread, making it difficult to breathe, and the 'chest' was uncomfortable.

The rich smell of blood also permeated and pervaded......

This is the ghost king is going to do it!

Sure enough, I guessed correctly, the next moment, the flat ground thundered, the ghost qi clouds rolled and gathered, and a huge palm struck towards Han Mo.

Han Mo did not show weakness, and with a wave of the Longquan sword, the handprint changed like lightning, and the purple light was monstrous, and the ghost qi pouring down was equally 'colored'. However, this was only temporary, and the next moment, the ghost qi skyrocketed a few points, and the purple light was immediately submerged and dissipated.

Rumble......

The palm of the ghostly qi suddenly exploded before he was near, and a powerful momentum slammed in.

Poof......

Han Mo noticed it and hurriedly retreated. But the speed was still slow, and the breath hit the 'chest', and he opened his mouth to spurt out a mouthful of blood, and flew out upside down.

"Before, it was just that the king wanted to see how many catties and taels you had......"

Ahem!

Han Mo coughed violently twice, turned over and got up, glaring angrily. With a wave of his left hand, the dark red aperture hit out, and the ghostly palm 'twitched' up, and he grabbed the dark red aperture in his hand.

Rumble......!

After the explosion, the palm formed by the condensed ghost qi trembled violently, and then faded by two points.

"The Tao is good...... "In the ghost's anger, the ghost king's voice was slightly surprised, and said: "As far as this king knows, Maoshan Qingyunzi has a total of six disciples, and the age of cultivation like you is around thirty, and you, who look like you, are you not Qingyunzi's apprentice?" ”

Han Mo smiled faintly, "Thank you for the compliment." ”

"Haha......"

The terrifying face of the Wushan Ghost King was 'revealed', his eyes were bloody, fierce and domineering, he laughed, looked at Han Mo carefully, and after a while, he was surprised, "You are a little familiar, you seem to have seen it." ”

As soon as these words came out, Han Mo's body was shocked, wasn't he recognized?

Lin Fengjiao's eyes when she looked at the ghost king of Wushan also surged with uncontrollable killing intent at this moment......

"You do know each other!" The Wushan Ghost King said a word again, and immediately disappeared into the ghost qi.