Aunt Wu was on the man's side, and the blood splashed her face, so frightened that she hugged her head and exclaimed, and turned around to go to Su Moyu for help.

But when you look back, how can there be Su Moyu's shadow around you?

And at this time, the swords of the rest of the Yan Tie Cavalry around them were also raised, slashing at this group of Broken River Gang's gang, and in the blink of an eye, there was already a river of blood.

Seeing this, Aunt Wu lay on the ground and rolled all the way with her head in her hands, but she was lucky enough to avoid the blade and reached the edge of the ravine.

And just after a while, the other people of the Broken River Gang except her have already been in different places.

"Stop struggling, let's die. "The leader of the Yan Iron Cavalry came over step by step on a horse.

At this point, she had no way out, so she gritted her teeth and leaned back, falling into the deep ravine.

Her eyes fell, and the leader of the Yan Iron Rider frowned.

But thinking about those things under the ravine, he was relieved, he didn't believe that Aunt Wu still had a chance to survive.

But at this moment, a man hurried over and shouted to him, "Captain, there is one less of these sacrifices!"

When the captain heard this, he frowned and asked, "Are you sure?"

The man nodded again and again: "Sure, I counted it carefully three times, five hundred and ninety-nine people, one less!"

The captain gritted his teeth with hatred, and with another swing of his knife, he twisted a corpse into several pieces, and scolded: "I can't understand this thing, it's too cheap to kill them." ”

Someone next to him asked, "Captain, what now?"

The captain shook his head and said: "That lord explained clearly, the number of sacrifices cannot be less, I think it is still early today, you guys hurry down the mountain, grab a replacement and come back, I just have to guard it alone!"

The rest of the Yan Tie Riders responded in unison: "Yes." Then he rode straight down the mountain.

In front of the ravine, the captain of the Yantie Cavalry frowned and whispered to himself: "There are so many people in the Broken River Gang, you really can't even count them?"

The time receded to a little earlier, when Aunt Wu summoned everyone from the Broken River Gang to gather, Su Moyu had been secretly observing the surroundings.

After coming here, that ominous aura became more and more intense, and after several analyses, Su Moyu felt that its source was probably in this ravine.

So he took advantage of everyone's inattention, and quietly jumped down alone.

This ravine was more than ten zhang deep, and at a height of seven or eight zhang, there was an unknown dense fog to cover it, so when Su Moyu fell into it, no one attracted anyone's attention.

Su Moyu's feet fell to the ground, and there was a crisp sound in his ears immediately.

He was startled, and when he looked down, he saw that the ground under his feet was covered with white bones.

Most of these white bones have been weathered for many years, and they shatter to the ground with just a light touch.

Su Moyu frowned slightly, and after looking around, he confirmed that these white bones were also artificially scattered here.

At this point, he was even more sure that this was a formation that had been laid down.

Moreover, what the people who set up the formation have to do, eight times out of ten, nine times out of ten is something that is unsightly.

"I want to see what kind of calculations you have!" Su Moyu made up his mind, jumped up, and ran deeper along the bottom of the ditch.

As he slowly deepened, Su Moyu suddenly felt that the emotions in his heart began to be inexplicably anxious, and it felt as if there was a desolate beast with an open mouth in front of him.

And I'm running into its mouth.

But the more this is the case, the more determined Su Moyu becomes.

There is danger, prove that you have come to the right person, if there is nothing, then it is strange.

The path under his feet was tortuous, and when he turned a big bend, Su Moyu suddenly felt that his eyes were white, and the whole person crashed into a thick fog.

The line of sight was blocked, and Su Moyu was stunned.

And at this time, he was keenly aware that there was an extremely fast air flow on both sides of him, and it should be someone who launched an attack on him.

He quickly lowered his head, conceded the two blows, took out the broken sword Styx from his arms with his backhand, and stabbed each side with a sword.

As soon as the sword fell, Su Moyu heard a crackling sound, and there was no movement after that.

He frowned, not understanding what was happening, but at that moment, another wind struck in front of him.

Su Moyu didn't dare to slack off, the sword in his hand danced wildly, only listening to the countless clanging sounds, and all the hidden weapons in the fog were blocked by him.

But at this time, Su Moyu was not happy at all.

Because he was here, he couldn't see things, but his opponent clearly saw himself before fighting.

Who is the other party, and why can he accurately find his position in the dense fog.

And what was that strange feeling just now?

The wind in front of him gradually subsided, and Su Moyu drew a circle in the air with the broken sword in his hand, dissolving the strength of the last hidden weapon, and then bringing it to his eyes.

But when he saw it clearly, Su Moyu's heart jumped again.

Because this secret weapon is not gold or wood, but a phalange.

"Don't pretend to be a ghost, there is a kind of out!" Throwing his finger bones aside, Su Moyu shouted loudly.

Before the sound fell, the dense fog around him dissipated as if the tide was receding, and the surrounding scenery became clear again.

Su Moyu's eyes were fixed on the direction in front of him, and after the dense fog withdrew for dozens of feet, a figure appeared on the opposite side.

The man was dressed in a shabby red dress, and his waist-length hair covered his face. The upper body leaned forward slightly, the two hands hung weakly at the sides, and the two hands that stretched out of the cuffs were white without a little blood, no matter how they looked, they looked like a female ghost.

"Who are you?" Su Moyu was slightly shocked in his heart, and hurriedly protected the broken sword on his chest, and asked vigilantly.

The female ghost on the opposite side did not answer Su Moyu's question, but slowly moved towards Su Moyu step by step.

Su Moyu looked at her movements, felt a little disgusting, and shouted: "If you move again, I will make a move." ”

Before he finished speaking, the female ghost really stopped.

Seeing this, Su Moyu breathed a sigh of relief, but at this moment, the female ghost's body leaned forward suddenly.

Then, her head rolled to the ground, revealing the white flesh and bones of her neck.

Su Moyu was stunned for a moment, not knowing what this was.

But at this moment, the headless female ghost slowly raised her hand, grasped the cervical vertebra exposed outside the neck cavity, and slowly twitched outward, as if pulling out a treasure knife hidden in the sheath.

Seeing this scene happening in front of him, Su Moyu's eyes widened in shock, but after a while, he woke up: he can't let the other party take the lead!

Thinking of this, the ghost king under his feet stepped forward, and the whole person rushed to the female ghost in an instant.

At this time, the female ghost's entire spine had been withdrawn, and her upper body was softly bent forward, but the arm holding the spine was extremely powerful, and she raised her spine to meet Su Moyu's broken sword and slashed over.

When—

An extremely unpleasant crisp sound resounded through the ravine.