He actually did this trick again, and I now have a headache when I see the paper man. But I know that he didn't just want to play with us with the paper figure this time, his expression was very strict, and this time it was his tactic.

Except for me and the two in red. The rest of the people, the strange cow and the baby, all fought with the paper man. The paper man has a strong ghost spirit, and has its own will, and the baby is directly kicked aside.

At this moment, I wish my paper figure could be used so well!

I was going to help them, but then I thought about it, if I just dealt with paper people. In the end, what if he runs out of ghost energy and kills these five, he will throw more paper figures out against us.

So I decided to attack the manipulator of the paper man first, as long as I defeated him. No matter how powerful a paper figure is, it will become a piece of waste paper.

I fully mobilized the ghost qi in my body, and Hongyi also pulled out his long sword, and a large amount of ghost qi condensed around him.

With a killing blade in one hand and a arm in the other, I slammed it into the yellow-skinned head. Red-clad jumped up behind him and stabbed him with his sword.

However, when we held our weapons in mid-air, it was as if we had encountered a huge obstacle. It's like someone grabbed his arm, and he can't move at all, let alone attack.

The yellow-skinned young man raised the corners of his mouth at me and slapped me in the chest, sending me flying and falling to the ground. Then he lifted his leg again and kicked the red clothes out of the way far away, although the red clothes did not fall. But I couldn't straighten up for a long time.

Just now he used his ghost qi to knock me away, and being able to use the ghost qi to this kind of Cheng dù really made me both envious and afraid. I got up and came back to him.

Redcoat and I moved around the yellow-skinned young man, looking for an opportunity to attack him.

He didn't use any protective barriers, and he didn't recite any incantations, and I could feel that he was wrapped in ghostly energy. Although I and the ghost in Red are also very strong, it is still too difficult to defeat him.

So I tried to remember the mantras I had seen in the book. I've eaten ghost grass, I've eaten small pills, and I've just swallowed the ghost of the one-eyed dragon, and I believe that with my current ability, I should be able to grasp the content on page 9 well.

But now the big question is, how do I get close to the yellow-skinned young man, how do I do anything to his ghost?

I made a look at Redcoat and asked him to strike first to attract the attention of the yellow-skinned man.

Redcoat understood what I meant, and prepared to attack again. This time, he didn't cut it hard, he learned the lesson from before, and Hongyi took out a small crystal cup from his sleeve, Hongyi had never taken it out before, and I didn't know what this small cup was for.

When Yellow Skin saw the crystal cup, his brows furrowed, but his eyes flashed, it seemed that he recognized the crystal cup, and it was not an ordinary thing.

"How many people died for your father's crystal cup, until your father died, it was rumored that the crystal cup had been destroyed, it turned out that he secretly passed it on to you, it's really rare!"

"Then I'll show you how powerful it really is!"

After Hongyi finished speaking, he held up the crystal cup with his long sword, and then threw it into the air, and at the same time he condensed the ghost qi all over his body on the blade, and the sword blade was emitting red light all over his body, such a big ghost qi should be all his strength.

I can feel that the red clothes may be going to make a last stand,

I know he's buying me time, so I have to take advantage of it, but the yellow-skinned young man's ghost aura is still very strong, and I can't get close to him for the time being, so I can only wait for the opportunity to move.

The crystal cup was thrown into the air and stopped, and I could tell that it was Red who was holding it with a ghostly aura.

The yellow-skinned young man was vigilant, and in order to guard against the possible damage caused by the crystal cup, his ghostly aura burst out.

But the long sword that was infused with all the ghost qi in the red clothes was extremely sharp, directly piercing the ghost qi wrapped around him.

At this time, a miracle also happened, and the crystal cup that was thrown into the air began to fall, absorbing the yellow-skinned ghost qi as it fell.

I stood behind him, saw that the opportunity had come, and took advantage of the critical moment when he was temporarily weakened to stab my hand into his body.

The crystal cup fell steadily in Hongyi's hand, he held the crystal cup in his hand, and he had no strength, so he could only use the long sword to support it, and stood reluctantly.

The yellow-skinned young man let out a roar of pain, I knew it was because he lacked the protection of the ghostly energy, and my wrench had hurt him.

He stood in agony, unable to move. I found that his body was different from all the ghosts I had defeated, and I still haven't been able to find the location of his ghost.

My head was sweating because I couldn't find his ghost!

When he roared again, his ghostly aura increased again, and my hand seemed to be soaked in hot oil, and I quickly pulled it out. My left hand was already wounded, and the red on the wrench was flashing and glowing, as if it had gone through a heart-pounding moment.

He immediately sat on the floor, closed his eyes, and as luck would have it, I guessed he might be healing himself.

I know that if I attack him at this time, I will have a feeling of taking advantage of others, but we are not a simple competition now, but a moment of life and death, and if I give up this opportunity, I may never have it again.

Just as I raised my arms again to attack him, he suddenly stood up, and my heart sank. But I clearly feel that he is not as ghostly as before.

He turned around sharply, and this time he didn't attack me again, but quickly grabbed my' arm, I didn't expect him to not only catch my ghost, but also dare to grab my's arm.

He tried to snatch the milk arm away, but I held on to it, and I thought to myself, you just killed me, and I wouldn't let go.

I hold the killing blade in my left hand, and I keep attacking him, but the yellow skin can dodge the moves, he has no ghostly energy, he still has strength, and he has speed.

Suddenly, as soon as his left hand was forced, I felt that my mother's arm was about to be snatched away by him, so I quickly locked it firmly with a ghost qi.

Click! I heard the sound of bones, and I panicked, thinking that my grandmother's arm was broken. But soon, severe pain told me that not the milk of the arm, was mine.

I don't know if it's dislocated or broken, but my right arm hurts a lot anyway, but I didn't let go.

The yellow skin gave up, and as soon as he let go of his hand, he pushed me backwards, and I sat directly on the ground. The fork group is dead.

He stood in front of me with a victorious look.

At this time, I saw a black shadow appear behind the red clothes, and I couldn't judge the breath of that black shadow, but I could see that he wanted to sneak up on the red clothes.

I saw that it was too late, so I shouted at the red clothes: "Brother Ling! Watch your back! ”

I struggled to get up from the ground and ran towards Red, but the shadow had already rushed into him. The red-clad sword fell to the ground with a clatter, and he fell straight back with his bloodshot eyes open.

I grabbed him and called his name loudly, "Brother Ling!" Soaring! Wake up! Wake me up! ”

I don't know what that dark shadow did to Redcoat to make him like this. Although his breath was still there, my instinct told me that the situation in the red clothes was terrible, and my tears welled up at once.

Through the hazy vision, I saw that the Snow Maiden was trembling and controlling the wind and snow, the powerful ghost aura of the paper man was constantly attacking her, so that she could no longer support her, and the big head was mechanically waving the flute, exhausted, and the trio and winter melon had already fallen to the ground

I looked at them and felt incomparably small, like a rootless duckweed, floating in this terrible underground, and for the first time I felt powerless and afraid. I roared at the valley, but I couldn't get my good brother back, and I couldn't go back to the sky.

I don't know who to ask and why this qiē is! Why did it all happen to me? What the hell am I? Is it a demon? I'm a demon, so I've hurt everyone?

Maybe I still have the strength to fight the yellow-skinned young man again, maybe I still have some ghost energy that I haven't used up, but at this moment I feel like I can't stand up.

The young man walked up to me, holding the fire-breathing pot in his hand.

I felt like my whole body was starting to get very hot, very hot, and suddenly it was dark in front of my eyes, and then I couldn't see anything.