The black mist on the ghost hand sizzled out, and everyone around the True Yuan Spirit Platform unconsciously retreated, for fear of being contaminated by this corpse qi.

"Mu Xiao, what do you think. Li Fan looked at Mu Xiao, and he didn't know how to deal with this black corpse qi for a while.

Looking at Qin Wuming, who was quiet and didn't make any movement next to him, Mu Xiao said, "Try not to touch that black mist." ”

Knort.

The bronze sword was pulled out from the storage bracelet, and in the dantian, the slightest trace of Hongmeng's qi was wound around the bronze sword under the mobilization of Mu Xiao.

"Die. ”

The ghost hand burst out, and his body shot forward like an arrow from a string, slashing a black afterimage in the air.

"Disperse first. ”

Mu Xiao and Lifan immediately flashed to both sides, the position where they were originally standing, under the blow of the ghost hand, cracked and collapsed, the ghost hand grasped a broken stone brick, under the infection of the black mist, it was gradually corroded, and it was shattered with a light pinch.

Everyone looked at the scene in front of them, they all gasped, and their hearts were slightly cold, if the body was corroded by the black mist, the consequences were really unimaginable.

Mu Xiao also saw the corrosive effect of the black mist, and couldn't help but feel a little jealous in his heart, "Absolutely can't touch it." ”

At his feet, Mu Xiao's figure stopped, and the bronze sword in his hand flashed with cold light, and it stabbed out towards the back of the ghost hand.

Feeling the sword wind behind him, the ghost hand did not turn back, but just snorted coldly, and the black mist around him surged towards him as if he had spirituality.

The bronze sword was surrounded by Hongmeng Qi, and as soon as it came into contact with the black mist, there was a sizzling sound, and the black mist gradually disappeared.

It seemed that he also felt such a change, and the ghost hand was suddenly horrified in his heart, and when he stepped on his feet, his body was stepping out, avoiding Mu Xiao's bronze sword.

When the figure of the ghost hand flashed, the hand seal of Lifan who was standing on the side was sealed, and a Tai Chi pattern appeared in the haze above the palm, "It is like a seal." ”

With a soft groan, Zhou Tian's spiritual power seemed to be pulled by the mortal, constantly circulating in his hands, and when he raised his hand, he waved his palm print towards the ghost hand.

"Just in time. ”

The ghost hand sneered, and then the black mist on the palm of the hand condensed, and it was also pushed out with a palm, and it was waved at Fan.

"No, if you dare to face the black mist directly at the ghost hand. ”

Everyone looked at Fan's palm print, and they all felt that this was simply asking for their own hardship, and they all expected the scene of Fan's palm being eroded by black mist.

Just when his palms were about to touch, Lifan groaned in a low voice, "Good is like water." ”

Immediately, in the palm of his hand, a soft spiritual power wrapped the black mist of the ghost hand, and it kept wandering away with the swing of Fan's hands.

Rustling.

At the same time that Li Fan wrapped the black mist with soft spiritual power, Mu Xiao's figure appeared behind the ghost hand, and the bronze sword was aimed at the back of the ghost knife, which was stabbed.

"What a sharp cooperation. ”

Mu Xiao and Li Fan's every move and style have a tacit understanding, after all, when they first started to participate in the assessment, the two have been working together to suppress the Warcraft, and naturally slowly cultivated a lot of tacit understanding.

In the face of the cooperation of the two of them, one attack and one auxiliary, the ghost hand fell into passivity for a while.

Even so, Qin Wuming, who was looking at the side, still didn't seem to have the intention of making a move.

Everyone couldn't help but be surprised in their hearts, Qin Wuming really didn't plan to make a move, after all, the ghost hand at this time was already overly passive under the joint efforts of Mu Xiao and Fan.

With a bang, the black mist around the ghost knife was cut open by Mu Xiaosheng, and a stream of blood flew out, and a ten-centimeter-long wound was cut out of the waist of the ghost hand by Mu Xiao's bronze sword.

If it weren't for the timely withdrawal of the ghost knife at the last moment, I am afraid it would not be to the extent of a ten-centimeter wound.

Ghost Hand frowned, looking at the blood flowing from his waist in disbelief, "How could it be, how could he break through the defenses of my corpse qi from erosion." ”

Such a phenomenon has never appeared in the cognition of the ghost hand, and the corpse qi he cultivated, not to mention the body, even the gold, silver and jade artifacts could hardly resist this corpse poison qi.

Although it took a long time to absorb and accumulate corpse qi, and he didn't know how many corpses he needed, once the ghost hand was used to display the corpse qi around his body, he was confident that he was capable of fighting in the face of Qin Wuming.

But the situation at this time really made him suspicious, Mu Xiao not only broke through his corpse qi defense, but even slashed him.

An eerie killing intent appeared on the face of the ghost hand, "I want your life, Netherworld. ”

The ghost knife danced with both hands, and the black mist on his body gathered together under his dance.

"Is this really the strength of the Tempered Body Realm? ”

Everyone stared wide-eyed at the ghost hand that controlled the black mist, and the spiritual power was released, isn't this a sign of the foundation building realm, this ghost hand can do it in the refining body realm.

"No, this is not an outpouring of spiritual power. ”

Someone in the crowd exclaimed again, indeed, although the state of the ghost hand at this time looks very similar to the attack method of the foundation building realm, but in fact it is still a little different, the black mist controlled by this is not the real spiritual power of heaven and earth, but the corpse qi absorbed from the corpse during the cultivation process of the ghost hand, which can be controlled to a certain extent, but it is understandable.

But even so, it is also extraordinary.

"Die. ”

The ghost hand burst out and his figure rushed forward, and the black mist on his body actually condensed into two arms, standing on his sides.

The black arm slammed down, and the entire True Yuan Spirit Platform trembled.

Mu Xiao and Fan's figures flashed in succession, and they all knew that once they were hit by this black arm, they would inevitably be eroded.

The bronze sword in Mu Xiao's hand slashed, although it could split the arm formed by the black mist condensed for a while, but soon the arm was restored, and it seemed endless.

On the side of the figure, he narrowly dodged a blow, but the sleeve was still rubbed by the mist, sizzling, and constantly corroded, but fortunately, Mu Xiao cut off the sleeve with a sword, so as not to cause more serious consequences.

"It seems that this is not the way to go. ”

Mu Xiao raised his eyebrows slightly, if he didn't defeat the ghost hand itself, it would be meaningless.

A bright light emitted from his body, and with the blessing of the light talisman, Mu Xiao's figure disappeared in place with a sigh.

"It's so fast. ”

At first, everyone thought that the ghost hand could counter Mu Xiao and Fan, but they didn't expect that Mu Xiao's figure suddenly disappeared, and when he reappeared, he had already come behind the ghost hand.

During the entire battle, Mu Xiao tried not to use the power of the light talisman, and only used the light talisman to increase his speed when necessary, such as this moment.

Mu Xiao's figure appeared behind the ghost hand, and the spiritual power in the palm of his hand surged, as if there was an extremely domineering aura.

"Optimus Seal. ”

Mu Xiao let out a low roar, and the first gravity of the Optimus Seal was launched, imprinted behind the ghost hand.

In the face of Mu Xiao's sudden blow, the ghost hand didn't have time to turn around, and the back was firmly imprinted with a palm.

Burst.

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and the figure of the ghost hand flew forward and fell to the edge of the True Yuan Spirit Platform.