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Chapter 14 is sinister

The ghost lamp is not carried by a ghost, but the person who carries the ghost lamp is a person, a black-robed man with an abominable face. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

At this time, the black-robed man had already carried the lamp to the outside of the dense forest. Although this person was wearing a black robe, there was a miserable white skull embroidered on the placket of his chest, which was even more indescribably eerie in this dark night.

When Jiang Songyang saw it, he couldn't help but feel a sudden jump in his heart: "The one who washed my Divine Sword Tower in blood is indeed a ghost castle, but why does Uncle Xiao want to be like this?!" His heart moved, and he only heard Tan Yinglang say loudly: "It turned out to be a ghost lamp messenger, and I can see my face tonight, how fortunate it is." ”

The Ghost Lantern Messenger snorted and said, "Who are you?"

Tan Ying arched his hand and said: "My mother and the lord of Xiaobao are really old friends, we are going to cross this mountain tonight, and we are grateful to the messenger to inform me." ”

The Ghost Lantern Messenger said coldly, "Do you have a token?"

Tan Ying was slightly stunned, and said: "My mother and the Lord of Xiao Bao have not met for several years, I really don't know that if we want to cross this mountain, we must have a token, and the envoy will take us to see the Lord of Xiao Castle, and when we see the Lord of Xiao Castle, the messenger will know that we are indeed friends and not enemies, how?"

The ghost lamp messenger sneered when he heard this, and suddenly raised the ghost lamp in his palm to the top of his head.

Several people were slightly stunned, but they heard a few sounds of "snort", and then a variety of hidden weapons shot out from the dense forest in front of them.

There are throwing knives, darts, sleeve arrows, feather arrows, shuttles, iron bullets, flying needles, and thistles.

The three-foot Qingfeng in Jiang Songyang's palm, and the hole flute in the hands of Zhang Sheng, the "Demon Flute Xiushi", all danced into a wall of light, and no matter how fast and powerful the hidden weapon was, it would never be able to hit.

Although Tan Ying had no blade in his palm, when his palms flew over, the hidden weapon could not enter six feet in front of him. Jiang Songyang saw him show his martial arts for the first time, and couldn't help but secretly praise him in his heart.

At this moment, the flame of the ghost lamp in the palm of the ghost lamp messenger suddenly soared. Immediately after, but seeing the white light flashing in mid-air, I only heard a few "poof" sounds, and the four flying guns had pierced the soft sedan with four lifts.

When Jiang Songyang saw it, he couldn't help but let out an "ah", but he saw that there was no reaction in the soft sedan chair, and there was not a trace of blood splashing out.

Just listening to the sound of "whoosh" a few times, there were four cold stars shot out from the soft sedan and roared straight into the throat of the ghost lamp messenger, and it was clear in the faint moonlight, but it was four broken flying spear heads.

The ghost lantern messenger jumped up suddenly, and a backward flip in mid-air had fallen a few feet away, the ghost lamp suddenly went out, and a voice came from a distance in the darkness: "It turns out that there is a real master here!"

The four corners suddenly fell silent, and there was no longer half a hidden weapon shot out of the dense forest, and several people couldn't help but sigh.

It was really dangerous just now, if the enemy only fired a hidden weapon and did not show up, how long would they be able to hold out? If there were a few more such encounters, would they still be able to hold out and reach the top of the mountain?

There are no stars, but there are moons.

The moonlight was dim, shining on the earth, but it could not drive away the haze in the dense forest.

There must be many martial arts masters lurking in that dense forest, not to mention that they are still hidden in the dark, and no matter who steps into this dense forest, it is extremely difficult to get out. However, Jiang Songyang and others did not enter this dense forest.

There is a trail under the hillside next to the dense forest, the sheep intestine path, which can only be walked by two people side by side. Under the trail is a bottomless deep stream, and it is extremely difficult for anyone to survive if they fall down.

The trail was so narrow and steep that if another enemy appeared here, how would they respond?

They never wanted to see the enemy on the trail again, but sometimes the wishes were not always at odds with reality - and soon the enemy appeared.

Suddenly, on a large stone more than a foot high on the path, there was already a big man in black robes with fierce eyes, and it was clear in the bleak moonlight that it was the ghost lamp messenger who had left, but he did not have the ghost lamp in his hand at the moment. As soon as he stopped here, Tan Ying and the others knew that they would never be able to pass.

Because this place is sinister, the ghost lamp messenger occupies a favorable terrain again, and it is really "a husband is a pass, and ten thousand people are not open!"

Tan Ying said coldly: "Ghost Lamp, you are so bold, you actually dare to murder the old friend of the Lord of Xiao Castle! If the Lord of Xiao Bao knew about this, he would never spare you!"

The Ghost Lantern Messenger smiled and said, "It seems that you don't know the rules on this mountain. ”

Tan Ying snorted and said, "I haven't heard that there are rules in the mountain last time!"

The Ghost Lantern Bringer grinned and said, "This is no ordinary mountain. Tan Ying frowned and said, "Oh?"

The Ghost Lantern Messenger continued, "This is the Ghost Mountain. ”

Tan Ying said in a deep voice: "What about the Ghost Mountain?" The Ghost Lantern Messenger said: "There is a forbidden area on the Ghost Mountain, and there are more rules!"

Tan Ying said: "What rules?" The Ghost Lantern Messenger smiled and said, "No one without a token is allowed to go up the mountain!"

Tan Ying frowned and said, "What if someone who doesn't have a token goes up the mountain?"

The Ghost Lantern Messenger said coldly: "Those who go up the mountain die!"

Jiang Songyang suddenly snorted and said, "What a big breath!"

The Ghost Lantern Messenger smiled gloomily, and suddenly coughed dryly. Jiang Songyang and the others thought that he had something to say, but after he coughed, they heard a loud sound in all directions, and then all kinds of hidden weapons came over the sky.

There is no one, and there is no half a figure around, but where did these hidden weapons come from? Could it be that there are really ghosts on this mountain?

On this narrow and steep mountain path, it is really difficult to dodge this rain-like hidden weapon.

Tan Ying suddenly lunged out in the air, and hit the ghost lantern messenger standing on the boulder with both fists. As soon as he stepped out, he saw a dazzling sword light coming first, stabbing the ghost lamp messenger.

The ghost lantern messenger seemed to be motionless, but Tan Ying had staggered back, and then a blue shadow also quickly retreated, but it was the "whirlwind rushing into the sky" Jiang Song.

The hidden weapon in the sky suddenly disappeared, and when he looked at the ghost lamp messenger again, he saw that he already had an extra weapon in his hand, a strange-shaped blade that looked like a sword but not a sword, and a knife instead of a knife, but he snorted and said, "What a wonderful swordsmanship!" After that, he turned his head to Tan Ying and said: "If it weren't for his sword, you would be dead at this moment!"

Tan Ying said coldly: "Since I am not dead, you have to die!" The Ghost Lantern Messenger sneered and slowly raised the blade in his palm.

The real fight is about to begin.

At this moment, a sharp strange roar suddenly came from the distance. Hearing this, the Ghost Lantern Messenger suddenly shook his body and swept towards the mountain, only a few ups and downs, and then disappeared.

Several people couldn't help but secretly praise him for his effort. However, if the light skills of the Ghost Lantern Messenger were compared to this person in the distance, it was simply not worth it.

A few people stared at it, but they saw that there seemed to be a pure white flower swaying in the wind, and when a gust of wind blew, the white flower came to the front, and it turned out to be a person, a person in a white robe.

But seeing that the person's long hair was flying, and the white robe was better than snow, he was obviously a man, but his lips were coated with a layer of bright red rouge, as if he had just drunk blood.

This person's face was pale and withered, but a pair of triangular eyes shone brightly, a miserable blue light. His body was extremely thin, as if a gust of wind could blow him away, he was indeed gently fluttering at the moment, was he not a human, a ghost?

He's a ghost, a ghostbringer!

Tan Ying suddenly smiled slightly, and said, "Presumably, Your Excellency is the Ghost Messenger, fortunately." The ghost messenger said coldly, "Now that you have met the envoy, you will never feel lucky again!"

Tan Ying laughed dryly and said, "The messenger said that he laughed. We are friends of Lord Shaw, and we have come to pay a visit today, is the messenger here to take us up the mountain?"

The ghost messenger grinned and said grimly, "Well, the envoy is here to send you to hell!" A few people felt that the white shadow in front of them was a flower, and the other party had already bullied them.

Tan Ying snorted coldly, and his palms slapped out suddenly. Although he made a palm quickly, as soon as his palms were handed out, he suddenly felt a pain in his ribs, and he couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart, hurriedly took two steps back, and wanted to make a move again, but the other party had already exchanged hands with Jiang Songyang.

Jiang Songyang saw that the enemy had arrived, and hurriedly made a move "Thunderball", the long sword was slashed horizontally, taking attack as defense to prevent the enemy from attacking, but he didn't know that the opponent only made a mistake, and his fingertips could already touch his eyes.

Jiang Songyang couldn't help but be shocked, and hurriedly turned his head away, and at the same time returned his sword and slashed it. Unexpectedly, the other party had already floated away at this moment, and then turned around and kicked towards the "Demon Flute Xiushi" Zhang Sheng.

Zhang Sheng hurriedly unfolded his body and avoided the side. In an instant, the ghostbringer had killed the three of them.

Although the tricks used by the three of them were all powerful, they didn't even touch the slightest bit of each other's clothes. The three of them knew that they had met a master at this time, a real master, and they all fought with all their spirit and went all out to fight the enemy.

In the rivers and lakes, no one can resist the joint attack of these three people, but the other party is not a person, but a ghost, no matter how high a person's martial arts are, how can he be higher than a ghost?

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen moves have passed.

Tan Ying suddenly let out a loud shout, and a palm had already hit the ghost messenger's chest. How strong is his palm, wouldn't it break bones and crack his lungs when it hits a person? However, the ghost messenger just turned around and slapped his palm at Jiang Songyang, as if he was not injured at all, could he really not be flesh and blood?

Jiang Songyang took a step back, and then made a move "Teng Feng Qi Jiao", and the three-foot Qingfeng in his palm stabbed the opponent's heart.

This move "Teng Feng Qi Jiao" was originally an extremely mysterious and powerful move in the "Sky Rushing Sword Technique", and no one dared to ignore it. However, as soon as Jiang Songyang cast this move, he suddenly felt that the tiger's mouth was numb, and the sword in his hand was immediately taken away by the other party.

Jiang Songyang deserves to be a first-class player in the martial arts, he is not chaotic in the face of danger, his feet rise and fall steeply, and he kicks the opponent eighteen times in a row with great speed.

This leg technique is sharp and subtle, fierce and incomparable, Jiang Songyang's leg kung fu is a must in martial arts, because no matter how exquisite the leg technique in the rivers and lakes, it is difficult to get out of the right of the "whirlwind infinite legs". However, none of the fast and exquisite legs of this road hit the opponent, the feet were wonderful, and the feet were empty.

Just when Jiang Songyang was shocked and shocked, he saw a flash of white light, and saw that the "magic flute" in Zhang Sheng's palm had already poked the ghost messenger's waist and eyes, at least Jiang Songyang thought so. However, just when he had this idea, he saw that a scrawny hand like a ghost claw was already able to hit Zhang Sheng's throat.

Under the moonlight, the figures flew like dragons, and their strength was like the wind, and several people fought fiercely. However, as long as there are eyeballs, anyone can see that Tan Ying and the other three will never be able to defeat this ghost messenger. They must win, and if they can't win, they can't go up the mountain to take revenge, but can they really go up the mountain?

At this time, the three of them were already wheezing heavily, sweating, and struggling.

In the fierce fight, a muffled snort was suddenly heard, and Tan Ying had already received a slap on the back. At the same time, the ghost messenger had already approached and grabbed him around the neck with five fingers. Tan Ying couldn't dodge his blow no matter what, but at this time, Jiang Songyang and Zhang Sheng couldn't save each other.

At this critical juncture, a black shadow flew out of the soft sedan behind everyone and hit the back of the ghost messenger's heart.

The ghost messenger heard the wind behind him, but he was so bold that he didn't even look back, but slapped his backarm back. However, as soon as he handed it out, he couldn't help but let out a strange cry, and with a shake of his figure, he had swept to the big rock in the path, and his eyes were full of surprise.

At this moment, a rooster crow suddenly came from not far away. However, where do the chickens come from among the barren mountains and lonely mountains?

But the ghost messenger shook suddenly, and when he looked at it again, the big rock was already empty. Could it be that he is really a ghost, and he will hide when he hears the rooster's crow?

This ghost messenger is by no means a real ghost, there is no real ghost in the world, he is still a person, a person with excellent martial arts. Of course, even if Ling Ling is a person with high and light martial arts, it is impossible for him to run away without a trace in this moment, but where will he go?

Jiang Songyang and the other three also thought of this question, otherwise why would they run towards the big rock together?

Just as they were running to the big rock, they heard a loud rumbling noise, and the three of them couldn't help but feel dizzy in their heads, and then their bodies fell sharply.

What will be next?

No matter what was going down there, they couldn't control their fall.