The sword light flashed, and a human head jumped up, and in the midst of everyone's stunnedness, it jumped up and fell to the ground. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The blow was successful, but Huang Hao didn't have the slightest look of joy, but his face was full of disbelief, because he didn't see blood.

Isn't it normal for a person's head to be cut off and not bleed?

It is impossible for people to be without blood, is this jumping head ghost really a ghost?

Huang Hao stared at the body of the jumping head ghost who had his head cut off, and in the wide black robe, there was actually a wind penetrating through, as if he didn't even have a body.

The people around were also frightened by this scene, as if they had seen a ghost in the blue sky?!

"Tut-tut-t-" A strange sinister laugh came from the empty robe that stood up, and it looked particularly eerie.

"Pretend to be a ghost!" Huang Hao snorted coldly, raised his sword and slashed again, the spirit ape turned over and the magic envoy came out, and under a few swords, he cut the robe of the jumping ghost into pieces.

The laughter stopped abruptly, but Huang Hao felt that something was wrong.

Suddenly, Huang Hao felt a cold air attached to his back, and then there seemed to be a thousand pounds of things pressing on his shoulders, and a gloomy voice sounded in his ears: "Tut-tut, boy, for some reason the ghost master just can't get used to you, so give this head to the ghost master." ”

As soon as the words fell, Huang Hao felt that his neck was tight, as if a sharp blade was cutting his neck, but fortunately, there were black scales blocking it, and it didn't let the jumping head ghost succeed.

The jumping head imp was also quite surprised, and exclaimed: "What's the matter, you keep cutting?! Could it be that your neck is beaten with iron?"

Huang Hao's heart was slightly wider, and he stabbed it from his armpit with a backhand sword.

This sword pierced the air, Huang Hao turned his head and looked at it, surprised again.

It's evil, is it true that this jumping head ghost is just a head and no body?

The jumping head ghost came back to his senses, twisted his hands, but wrapped Huang Hao's arms with ghost spider silk, and scolded: "The ghost master doesn't believe it, your hands are also iron." ”

Huang Hao used the Xuan Qi in his body, and the strength of the four layers of the Barrier Breaking Realm was completely revealed, his skin, flesh, muscles and bones were harder than iron stone, and the ghost spider silk of the jumping head imp could not be cut in the slightest.

"It's strange, isn't your kid's body beaten with iron?" The jumping head ghost was surprised, but the force in his hand was a few percent heavier, obviously he really wanted to kill Huang Hao.

"Huh!" a sword light came from far and near, with a strong wind, and cut off the head of the jumping imp again.

It's just that the headless body is still clinging to Huang Hao's shoulder and has not fallen.

"Tut-tut, it's useless. My head is innumerable, and you can't cut it off. Sure enough, another head rose up from his chest, and said gloomily: "Which brother dares to meddle with the ghost master's affairs?"

"Grabbed him by the placket and stripped him of his clothes. Suddenly, a voice came into Huang Hao's ears.

When Huang Hao heard this, he took advantage of the distraction of the jumping head ghost at this moment, suddenly made a dragon capture style, buckled the front of the jumping head ghost's robe with his backhand, took him off his back, and stepped on his head with his foot, and made a gesture to peel off the robe of the jumping head ghost.

The jumping head imp obviously didn't expect this move, and in a panic, he hurriedly shouted: "Let's do it slowly!"

Where did Huang Hao listen to him, with one hand, he ripped off the wide robe covered by the jumping ghost.

Under the robe, a body less than three feet long was hidden.

Huang Hao was stunned, and then looked at the big head that he was stepping on, and he couldn't imagine that this jumping head ghost was actually a big-headed dwarf.

"Ahh

The jumping head imp was like a crazy beast, scratching Huang Hao's legs wildly, and his eyes were full of despair and resentment.

"Kill him. It was that voice that came into Huang Hao's ears again.

Seeing this person so pitiful, Huang Hao couldn't help but hesitate.

Huang Hao's hesitation gave the jumping head ghost a chance to escape, and the jumping head ghost was like a pangolin, and he actually dug a pit under his body, and escaped from Huang Hao's feet with a drill and crawling on the ground.

"You wait for me, the ghost will seek revenge on you. The jumping head ghost escaped for hundreds of feet, and only then did he dare to turn around and point at Huang Hao and say: "When the time comes, the ghost master will break your body into ten thousand pieces!"

Huang Hao didn't care, it was just a game world, he would leave after completing the task, how could he be afraid of retaliation. However, the head-jumping imp outside the game gave Huang Hao a headache.

"Which brother Fang said to save him?" Huang Hao didn't have the heart to pay attention to the jumping ghost, but was a little grateful to the person who reminded him.

The people around looked at each other, but no one answered.

Huang Hao couldn't help but be a little strange, looked around, and said aloud again.

The others looked at Huang Hao with a strange look, because no one spoke just now, let alone reminded him to deal with the weird jumping ghost.

Huang Hao had to temporarily press his doubts, but what to do with the black robe left by the jumping ghost in his hand.

After that voice reminded him, Huang Hao also understood that the robe of this jumping head ghost must be famous. It's just that he looked at the robe now, and didn't find anything peculiar.

"Friend, leave that shadow ghost suit behind. The blue-robed swordsman on the boulder suddenly raised his scabbard and pointed at Huang Hao and said.

"Shadow Ghost Clothes?" Huang Hao looked at the black robe in his hand and said, "You mean this?"

The blue-robed swordsman said lightly, "Not bad." ”

Many of the onlookers saw that I was well-informed, and when they heard the blue-robed swordsman shout the name of the robe, they exclaimed.

"It's actually one of the Three Treasures of the Demon Sect?"

"I said why is this jumping head ghost so weird, it turns out that there is this treasure!"

Huang Hao listened to the discussion of the crowd on the side, and gradually heard that this black robe actually has a lot of origin, and it is one of the three treasures of the Demon Sect, which can hide the body, cover the breath, and even conjure up several phantoms, making people look like ghosts.

Huang Hao also understood why there was no blood when he cut off the head of the jumping head imp just now, it turned out that what he cut was a phantom at all. It's just such a treasure, but the jumping head ghost doesn't know how to use it, it's really a tyrannical thing.

"Didn't you hear?" Seeing that Huang Hao did not move, the blue-robed swordsman frowned slightly, and said coldly: "Leave the things." ”

Even if Huang Hao didn't know what kind of shadow god robe this robe was, it was impossible for someone to drink it casually and hand it over. "Hehe, if I hand it over, I have to pay it, who do you think you are?"

"Say your name. The coldness in the blue-robed swordsman's eyebrows grew, and he said lightly: "My plum blossom swordsman's sword never kills nameless people. ”

Huang Hao was stunned, even more surprised than when he heard the name of the jumping head ghost before. This person actually called himself a plum blossom swordsman, and he really laughed to death.

"You're not a plum swordsman. Huang Hao felt funny, but also a little angry, after all, Ruan Haikuo was one of his only two friends in this world, and he would not allow others to impersonate.

"What do you mean?!" the blue-robed swordsman was embarrassed and scolded, "I am the plum blossom swordsman. ”

Huang Hao still shook his head, pointed at the blue-robed swordsman and said, "You are not. ”

"Who are you, why do you say I'm not? The blue-robed swordsman unsheathed his long sword, shining like water, pointing directly at Huang Hao, and said: "If you can't tell why, don't blame me for killing you with a sword." ”

Huang Hao smiled: "Just because I'm a friend of the Plum Blossom Swordsman, is it enough?"

The blue-robed swordsman's face changed suddenly, but he quickly calmed down and sneered, "Oh, I didn't know I had such a friend as you. ”

Huang Hao said: "I don't know you, so you are not my friend, nor are you a plum blossom swordsman." You'd better explain why you're pretending to be my friend, or I don't mind getting justice for my friend. ”

"Huh. The blue-robed swordsman chuckled quite interestingly, then looked at the shadow ghost cloak in Huang Hao's hand, and said, "Since we can't escape a battle, then why talk nonsense." ”

"Look at the sword!" Before the words fell, the long sword of the blue-robed swordsman had already gone with the wind, and in the blink of an eye, it was close to Huang Hao.

Huang Hao's pupils shrank, and his eyes showed a look of surprise, this sword was indeed similar to the one he had seen on the willow tree back then, but it was more than a step worse in terms of strength, speed, and sword intent.

This man must have something to do with the Plum Blossom Swordsman. A thought flashed in Huang Hao's heart, but he didn't hesitate at all.