Ye Junlin looked at the roaring ghost, and a trace of uneasiness suddenly surged in his heart.

"Xiaobai, be careful, when the situation is not good, we will flee immediately. "Ye Junlin put the 'Bronze Broad-bladed Sword' in his hand, and used his soul to communicate to the ** King.

Ye Junlin of the White ** Dynasty nodded, and then honestly lay down in an alley not far away.

Because it knows that at this time in the battle, it is completely out of action.

"Xuantian Silence Extinguishing Palm!"

The ghost roared, and on the pitch-black palm, a deadly aura suddenly surged, and a pitch-black circle appeared in the ground under his feet.

The ghost's body rotated in the circle, his palms waved like the wind, and one after another pitch-black palm prints were born from the palm wind, flying in all directions.

Seeing the situation, everyone couldn't help but take out their weapons one after another and resisted.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Everywhere the black palm prints went, everything was destroyed.

The stone pillars were struck in two, and the wooden balustrades were smashed into powder. Several unlucky warriors were hit by the ghostly palm prints, and their internal organs were suddenly shattered, and a black corrosive liquid surged up on the flesh and blood on their chests.

Seeing the situation, the black sword roared: "Hide behind me!"

When everyone heard the news, they didn't hesitate at all, and they all hid behind the black sword.

I saw that on the blade of the black sword, a black light emerged, and the long sword split the wind, splitting the mountains and the ground.

"Ghost Slashing Sword Technique!"

The black sword sword swinged, and the black light shook the sky and the earth. All the palm prints made by the ghost were cut off by the black mang, turned into bits of broken mang, and disappeared.

The ghost's attack was blocked by the black sword, and his mood gradually calmed down, and he looked at the black sword in front of him, thoughtful.

"You're a descendant of the Darksword Family, aren't you?" Ghost asked.

The black sword didn't answer, but just tightened the soft sword in his hand. His teeth clenched his lips, and little by little, it seemed like he was going to bleed.

"Don't be nervous. Ghost suddenly laughed: "I don't blame your ancestors for betraying me back then!"

Hearing this, Black Sword's clenched teeth loosened a little, and he raised his head and looked at the ghost suspiciously.

I only heard the ghost say coldly: "As long as your clan is dead, it will be fine." ”

Black Sword's brow suddenly furrowed, and some terrifying picture seemed to flash through his mind. I saw that his hands holding the soft sword were constantly trembling, and he seemed to be fighting fiercely in his heart.

"Fuck off!" Behind the black sword, a young man suddenly walked out, he was carrying a giant sword, and he was upright.

"Senior Black Sword, I don't know what kind of connection your family has with this monster. But I know we're all going to have a bad time if we don't kill this guy!"

Ye Junlin put down a cold sentence, and then the giant sword was in his hand, and the sword qi surged, killing the ghost.

"Old Black, I think this boy is right, don't think about that mess, the current problem is to kill this cannibal bastard first. Li Kun also walked out from behind the black sword, and the red sledgehammer was held in his hand, and the sledgehammer danced wildly, as if there was a trace of flame in the air.

"Let's go up together, Elder Black!"

The warriors behind the black sword kept standing up, each swinging the weapon in his hand towards the ghost. In the originally calm air, all kinds of mysterious qi suddenly flashed, and they were intertwined, which was very beautiful.

Jin Ling was the last to stand up from behind the black sword, and she patted the black sword on the shoulder: "Grandpa Hei, don't care about those pasts anymore, don't forget the purpose of our visit to the 'Northern Desert City' this time." As for this 'old monster' from a thousand years ago, let him go back where he came from. ”

After Jin Ling finished speaking, the purple sound pipa in her hand was plucked like a flowing stream, and her eyes were fixed on a young man holding a heavy sword in front of her, and butterfly-like notes resounded.

An inexplicable emotion hit the heart of the black sword, and I saw that this old man who had been on the battlefield for many years and had killed people like hemp actually shed tears.

"That's fine. The thousand-year-old nightmare of our 'Darksword Clan' should also be broken. ”

The black sword bit his lip viciously, as if he had made a huge decision, and the next moment, the black soft sword danced like the wind in his hand, and the black Xuan Qi burst out.

More than a dozen warriors who had never cooperated before actually fought side by side at this moment, although it was the first time to cooperate, but the cooperation between them was extremely tacit.

The desire to survive makes them strong. If the ghosts don't die, they are the ones who are afraid of death.

Ye Junlin's sword qi, the golden bell's notes, the black sword's dark sword, Li Kun's heavy hammer, and all kinds of attacks from the martial artists poured down on the ghost's body like a storm.

Under the siege of the warriors, the ghost began to retreat. The body, which was covered with scars before, became bloody at this moment.

"Ahh

The ghost ghost let out a furious sound, and a huge 'Xuantian Silence' palm print flew out of his hand.

Seeing the situation, all the warriors jumped to the sides one after another, dodging this attack.

"Boom!"

The palm print hit an attic, and it smashed the originally sturdy attic into pieces!

"What a terrible attack. Ye Junlin sighed secretly.

Taking advantage of the gap of the warriors' dodge, the ghost finally dodged out of the siege of the warriors. His eyes began to turn cold, and his momentum became evil, like a bloodthirsty demon beast, which made people feel terrifying.

"You like to bully more with less, don't you?" Ghost Yu smiled coldly: "Then let you see how the old man bullies the little with more." ”

After the ghost finished speaking, a series of ghosts suddenly appeared in his hands, and these spirits kept roaring and struggling desperately, as if they wanted to escape from the ghost's palm. The miserable screams made people shudder.

"Oh no, stop him!"

The black sword's expression changed greatly, and on the soft sword in his hand, there were substantial black rays surging up at this moment. The black sword roared and stabbed at the ghost.

"Hey, boy, you're late. The ghost ghost laughed, and injected the ghosts in his hands into the dozen corpses on the side one by one.

The next moment, as if the corpses had come to life again, their hands picked up their weapons again, and slowly stood up

Ye Junlin's eyes widened, and his expression was full of incredulity.

"Is this the 'Secret Art of Death' that manipulates corpses?" muttered Jinling.

"Kill the ghost, or the consequences will be unimaginable!" the black sword roared again.

"Kill!"

When everyone heard Black Sword's words, the killing intent in their eyes became even stronger.

The ghost smiled coldly: "Kill, you can kill me?"

"No, you won't know until you try it. Just when the ghost was proud, a cold voice appeared behind him. The ghost only felt that on the back of his neck, a vertical and horizontal killing intent struck