Ning Caichen, who rushed out from the ghost soldiers, raised the demon slaying sword in his hand and came to Nie Xiaoqian's side with a loud shout.

Looking at Ning Caichen and the two who desperately fought their way out of the encirclement and rushed towards him, Nie Xiaoqian cried and said; "Ning Caichen, go quickly! Leave me alone! Otherwise, you, too, will die! ”

"No, we're here to save you, how can we leave you alone!" Ning Caichen said, raised his sword, and cut off the iron chain in Nie Xiaoqian's hand.

"Xiaoqian, come with us!" Ning Caichen took Nie Xiaoqian's hand, and under the cover of Yiye Zhiqiu, he quickly broke through to the place where there were few people.

"Stomp, stomp.!" With the sound of heavy horses' hooves, the ghost general with a double axe led the ghost soldiers out of the fog and killed the three of them towards Yiye Zhiqiu.

Looking at the ghost general who rode his horse, Yiye Zhiqiu held the sword and shouted without looking back; "You go first, I'll stop them!"

"Be careful, I'll take Ning Caichen out first." Nie Xiaoqian said, pulling Ning Caichen's hand and flying into the sky.

"Yan Daxia continues!" Ning Caichen, who flew into the air, shouted, threw the demon slaying sword in his hand, and threw it to Yan Chixia, who was suppressed by Qin Hui because he had no weapon in his hand.

"The sword is open!" Yan Chixia, who caught the sword, bit her fingers, smeared the blood on the blade of the sword, and fought with Qin Hui.

Yan Chixia deserves to be a master with the title of the world's number one swordsman, and with a sword in his hand, his strength is at least double that when he doesn't have a sword.

"Ding, ding, ding, ding." The swords in the hands of the two kept clashing, and they were both in a bitter battle for a while.

Looking at Yan Chixia, who was on par with Qin Hui, the old demon of Montenegro, who was worried about the safety of his nephew, did not pursue Ning Caichen who wanted to escape. Instead, he stood up from the stone tablet and used the intestines in his body to pounce towards Yan Chixia. Because in his opinion, this Nie Xiaoqian and these nosy guys are not as important as their nephews at all.

"Don't panic, nephew, uncle is here!" The old demon of Montenegro laughed, and with the intestines on his body, he threw himself towards Yan Chixia.

Looking at these intestines that rushed in, Qin Hui and Yan Chixia intersected with their swords and shouted; "Don't help me, the martial arts are like sailing against the current. If you don't fight to the death with the masters, there is no progress. After shouting this, Qin Hui looked at Yan Chixia in front of her and spoke again; Fight with me with all your might, and as long as you can win me, I'll make sure you leave safely. ”

"What do you mean?" Yan Chixia looked at the bowels of the old demon of Black Mountain and asked in a loud voice.

"What my nephew means, that's what I mean!" The old demon of Montenegro said with a smile.

"Okay, as long as I arrest you, I'll see if the old demon of Montenegro has anything to say." Yan Chixia looked at the old demon of the Black Mountain who retreated, and then brandished her sword and attacked again and again.

"Stal, stomp!"

Looking at the ghost cavalry who were getting closer and closer, Yiye Zhiqiu bit his finger and quickly wrote a big word on the palm of his hand.

"The divine soldier is as urgent as the law, fixed!" Yiye Zhiqiu slapped his palms and shot towards the rushing ghost cavalry.

With Yiye Zhiqiu's immobilization technique, except for the ghost generals who have cultivated to a high level, the other ghost cavalry, even people and horses, were directly fixed in place.

"You have to fight quickly, otherwise my immobilization technique won't be able to fix these ghost soldiers for long!" Seeing that his immobilization technique was ineffective against the ghost general, Yiye Zhiqiu held the sword and greeted him.

The way the ghost general fights is like a real general. I saw the side of the ghost sword on horseback, and raised the big axe in his hand and slashed towards Yiye Zhiqiu.

"Suffer death!" With a loud shout, the ghost general, who was already a power type, smashed Ye Zhiqiu's long sword at the moment when the big axe and the long sword in his hand struck.

"Good fellows! is worthy of being a general under the old demon of Montenegro, what a lot of strength! Ye Zhiqiu, who retreated again and again, held the sword tightly and trembled slightly, obviously suffering a secret loss in the confrontation just now.

Looking at the person in front of him, the ghost general flew up from his horse, brandished the two big axes in his hand, and slashed at the retreating Ye Zhiqiu.

"Ding! Bite! After each exchange, Yiye Zhiqiu took a step back, and after a while, he withdrew from a distance of more than ten meters.

"No, I can't retreat anymore, if I retreat again, I'll be suppressed by him!" After thinking about it in his heart, Yiye Zhiqiu drilled into the ground and used the technique of escaping.

The ghost general held the big axe and looked back and forth, looking for the location of Yiye Zhiqiu.

"Uhh The ghost general, who was originally looking around, fell to the side with a cry of pain.

"My legs! My leg! The ghost general looked at one of his severed feet, then grabbed the broken leg and pressed it back himself.

Yiye Zhiqiu, who wanted to come up to check the results of the battle, poked out a head in the soil, and saw the ghost general who connected the broken leg at a glance.

"I'll see how many times you can press it!" Looking at the ghost general who became more mobile again, Yiye Zhiqiu burrowed into the soil again.

"Bang!" With a bang, Ichiha Zhiqiu, who was walking through the soil, drilled out directly from behind the ghost general, and then slashed at the ghost general's head with a sword. Looking at the sword light drawn on his sword, Yiye Zhiqiu showed a smile that the victory and defeat had been decided. But before Ye Zhiqiu finished laughing, the figure of the ghost general disappeared.

"What about people! He'll also be invisible! Yiye Zhiqiu looked at the empty ground in front of him, and a puzzled look appeared on his face. Because just now with the sword crossing, not only did there not appear a scene of human heads falling to the ground, but even the ghost general in front of him disappeared.

In general, Yiye Zhiqiu is more like a Taoist priest who casts spells, rather than a mage who uses a sword to eliminate demons. So for this stealth technique, he has no charm in his body, there is no good way to do it.

"Ahh With a miserable scream, Yiye Zhiqiu was slashed directly on the shoulder by the ghost general who suddenly appeared behind him. And after the ghost general succeeded in the blow, the figure of the ghost general disappeared again.

"Damn, if you go on like this, you have to be consumed by him!"

Yiye Zhiqiu felt the pain in his shoulder, and while scolding, he took a few steps back. After taking a few steps back, Ichiha Zhiqiu supported his body with his sword and pulled out the axe that was chopping on his shoulder.

"Whoosh, whoosh!" With the sound of weapons waving, the ghost general suddenly appeared next to Ichiha Zhiqiu, and every time he swung an axe, the figure of the ghost general would disappear again.

"Ding!" With the collision of weapons, the long sword in his hand was bounced off by the big axe, and he was kicked in the chest by the ghost.

"Poof!" Zhiqiu Yiye, who was kicked and injured his internal organs, knelt on one knee and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"What is this? It's sand and footprints! Yiye Zhiqiu, who bowed his head and knelt on the ground, looked at the blurred footprints that suddenly appeared on the sand in front of him, and thought secretly.

Yiye Zhiqiu struggled to stand up, then clutched his chest and ran into the distance.

"I want to go!" The ghost general looked at Ichiha Zhiqiu, who was about to escape, grabbed the axe, and chased after him quickly.

Yiye Zhiqiu looked around from time to time while running, revealing a scared look. And the ghost general who wanted to make meritorious contributions, after seeing Yiye Zhiqiu's expression, chased after him with a cruel smile.

The two of you chased after me, and after a while, they ran into a desert full of yellow sand.

The invisibility that the ghost general has, except that it is faster than the maids of Pudu Cihang, there is actually no essential difference. So as soon as he came to this small sandy land, the ghost general in the stealth immediately fell into the sand with his feet because of the battle armor on his body and the big axe in his hand.

In this way, the ghost general ran quickly, chasing towards Yiye Zhiqiu, and stepped on the sand with two clear marks.

"It's coming!" Yiye Zhiqiu looked at the footprints that suddenly appeared on the left, lowered his head suddenly, and directly flashed the big axe.

"It's so fast! So fast to the right! Looking at the footprints that suddenly appeared on the right, Yiye Zhiqiu's body flipped over, and a sword swept towards the right. After the long sword and the axe clashed, Ichiha Zhiqiu turned around sharply and threw the sword in his hand behind him.

"Ugh!" With a scream, the ghost general pulled out the sword that had been stabbed into his body, and then kept changing directions, trying to disturb Ichiha Zhiqiu's judgment.

"You can't go!" Looking at the footprints that appear in front of and behind him, he is not changing. Yiye Zhiqiu pressed his temples with both hands, and then pointed out; "Wind and Thunder Order!"

"Boom!" After the red light flashed, he hadn't figured out why his stealth was ineffective. With an explosion, it turned to dust in the sand of the hammer.

After killing the ghost general, Yiye Zhiqiu looked at the wound on his shoulder that was split by the big axe, and said with a grin; "Humph! If Lao Tzu had a charm, he would have killed you! After saying this, Yiye Zhiqiu held the sword and walked in the direction of Yan Chixia.

"Ding, ding, ding, ding!" With the sound of the sword clashing, Qin Hui kept spinning the sword in his hand and was entangled with Yan Chixia.

The sword in the hands of the two of them turned faster and faster, and finally reached the point where they could only see the shadow of the sword, but not the body of the sword.

"Let it go!" With a loud shout, Yan Chixia raised the sword upwards and lifted the seven-star sword in Qin Hui's hand into the air.

"The same goes for you!" Qin Hui shouted, and hit the hilt of the sword in Yan Chixia's hand, kicking out the demon slaying sword in Yan Chixia's hand.

"Haha, your sword is gone, I see how you still fight me!" Yan Chixia laughed, and then, like wrestlers, she and Qin Hui grabbed each other's arms and said loudly.

Qin Hui looked at Yan Chixia in front of her, and a smile appeared on her face; "I used my fists and feet to eat at first, and then I got into kendo. Now that your sword is gone, I want to see what you do to fight me!" ”

Qin Hui shook her arm as she spoke, and directly broke free of Yan Chixia's locking arm action. After Qin Hui broke free, she walked in front of Yan Chixia like a cheetah, and swung her hands towards his chest again and again.

"Phew!" With the sound of the strip of cloth being torn apart, Qin Hui threw away the strip of cloth in his hand, looked at Yan Chixia with a smile, and said; "How? My fist and foot skills are good! ”

Yan Chixia looked at the four blood marks on her chest, and secretly felt bitter. Because he didn't expect that this Qin Hui's kung fu would be so powerful. Without a sword in his hand, he was not his opponent at all.

"Yikes!" After Yan Chixia shouted, she didn't care about Qin Hui's fist on her body, but hugged him in her arms and pushed him backwards again and again.

"What's the use of you catching me!" Seeing Yan Chixia clasping her waist tightly, Qin Hui broke free twice, then turned her hands into a hammer and smashed towards Yan Chixia's back.

Every time Qin Hui struck hard, Yan Chixia's body would tremble. And that's it, Yan Chixia still hugged Qin Hui's waist and pushed it backwards desperately.

"Poof!" After pushing more than a dozen steps in a row, Yan Chixia spurted out a mouthful of blood, but a stiff smile appeared on her face.

Looking at the ugly smile on Yan Chixia's face, Qin Hui couldn't help but look back.

As Qin Hui looked back, he saw that a sword box was not far from him, and the opening of the sword box was facing him.

"Hahaha! The sword is unsheathed! Yan Chixia hugged Qin Hui while shouting at the position of the sword box.

"Whoosh!" With a sound of breaking the air, Yan Chixia's demon slaying sword flew directly and shot towards the two.

The position of the demon slaying sword was directly in front of Qin Hui and the others, and the sword box that was returned to the sheath was behind the two of them. Therefore, once this sword is sheathed, the only path is to pass through the bodies of Qin Hui and Yan Chixia.

"You're crazy!" Qin Hui looked at the flying Demon Slashing Sword, and used his elbow to smash Yan Chixia's back from time to time, trying to break free from his restraint.

"Hahaha! The Demon Slaying Sword is one with my mind, and it can't hurt me! Yan Chixia laughed, hugging Qin Hui's waist tightly with both hands. No matter how Qin Hui broke free, he was unmoved.

"Nephew, beware!" The old demon of Montenegro stood up in shock when he saw this sudden change.