Hearing Yat's words, the ghost bones trembled all over, and it was true that his current lifeless qi strength was not even one-tenth of what he used to be.

It is only used to fight and repair wounds, and the dead qi used up by himself is nothing, the most important thing is the dead qi that is dispeld when the golden chain formed by the splicing tomb is bound.

"How's it going? Did I get it right?" said Arte, sneering, reaffirming his thoughts.

In the next moment, Art had an extra arrow in his hand, and this arrow was the ninth-order enchanted arrow that Harry had shot before.

This enchanted arrow is Yat's only pure offensive high-level enchanted weapon, although the level is higher than Art's own level, but with Art's spiritual purity, it is not very difficult to control.

With the enchanted arrows, he can greatly increase his attacks, and with the tenfold strength of the mad magic liquid, now Art can be said to be full of confidence.

"Hmph, although my death qi is indeed not as strong as before, but I have lived for hundreds of years, how can I not have any hole cards?"

The ghost bones can also feel that Yate at this time is already a world of difference from before.

Just when the ghost bone was vigilant, Art's feet violently exerted force, and the whole person turned into a black shadow, attacking the ghost bone, at an extremely fast speed, just for a moment, the clothes on Art's body turned into ashes under the violent friction with the air.

In just an instant, Art arrived in front of the ghost bone and stabbed the arrow in his hand fiercely.

With the arrow in Yat's hand as the center, a huge pressure pressed hard against the ghost bone.

"Broken!" The ghostbone soul fire shrank to a point and let out a sharp roar, a phosphorescent punch that slammed into Art's right hand holding the arrow.

"Boom!" A sonorous metal symphony resounded throughout the grounds of the Splicing Tomb.

The ghost's fist and Art's arrow collided with each other, creating a large number of sparks. I don't know what the phosphorescent light emitted from the ghost bone fist is, and it can actually resist the destructive power of the ninth-order enchanted weapon.

Art felt a pang in his heart, it seems that what the ghost bone said is really good, he is not only dead, but also has other hole cards that have not been used.

Although Art was terrified in his heart, the ghost bone's heart was even more terrified.

For ghost bones, ghost bones have no spiritual power. Naturally, there is no way to use enchanted weapons, so the body is his best weapon.

And now, although the sturdiness of the body can resist the arrows in Art's hands, but the ghost bone has already felt that in terms of strength, he is not Yat's opponent at all, if it is okay for a few minutes, once he persists for a long time, he will definitely lose!

"Broken. Break, break!" Art let out several roars in a row, the power on his body was squeezing wildly, and the blood vessels and meridians all rose slightly, clearly appearing on Art's skin.

At this moment, it was not only the squeezing of power, but also the burning of the power of the mad demon liquid. Art poured all the strength generated into this punch.

You can't lose, even if you squeeze all your strength. Also to win.

If you can't pass this level, then what qualifications do you have to become the god of war of the Crescent Moon Kingdom, and what qualifications do you have to become a strong man!

Art couldn't stop roaring in his heart, and his originally red eyes were about to drip blood.

"Click!" Suddenly, the ghost bones felt the pressure increase several times, and the hand bones began to make a clear sound, and many small cracks could even be seen on the surface where they came into contact with the arrows. And the hand is being pressed down little by little by the huge force of Yat.

Soon, the ghost bone was pressed to his knees by this huge pressure, and he couldn't straighten his waist.

"You're squeezing your own strength, you're just crazy! You should have already taken some kind of power-burning drug, after squeezing your own strength. At the moment when the medicine has taken effect, it's not just as simple as weakness, maybe you won't be able to move for a long time!" The fire of the ghost's soul pulsed and roared hoarsely.

At this moment, the ghost bones were really panicked, and Yat's posture could be said to be playing with his life, you must know that the ruins are extremely dangerous, and once they can't move, they are likely to be killed by sudden danger.

For such a person, he is like a madman, even if he is out of the way, the idea of completely killing him is undoubtedly a headache for any professional who encounters it, even the ghost bones are no exception, and the so-called horizontal is afraid of death!

Art looked down at the ghost bones, the strength in his hands did not decrease at all, and the cold murderous aura continued to invade the ghost bones.

"I'm not crazy, you must die here today, no matter how much I pay, if you kill me once, naturally I will kill you once, the so-called causal cycle, because you killed me, my master sacrificed himself to save me, and now that I am alive, I will naturally take your life!" Art's face was calm, staring at the ghost bone road.

Only the sadness and determination that kept flashing in his eyes revealed the true thoughts in Art's heart.

"Damn, since you want to play with your life, I'll play with you!" The ghost bones trembled and let out a roar.

The ghost bone clearly knew that Yate's strength was stronger than him after using the potion, and now he was extremely squeezing his strength, if he didn't work hard, there was absolutely no possibility of survival!

After the ghost bone finished speaking, the soul fire in his eyes beat violently, and he was burning his spiritual power, so that his own strength was greatly improved.

Soon, this paid off, and Art felt a powerful force brewing, constantly countering his own power.

The joints of the ghost bones made a few crisp sounds, and the strength on the ghost bones was increasing, and gradually the ghost bones straightened up.

"Up!" The ghost bone roared, and the spiritual power burned more violently, and the power became more violent, pushing the arrow that Arter had pierced down over his head in an instant.

Yate looked horrified, and secretly said that it was not good, the fist of the ghost bone was in a relatively low position before, and it was not particularly easy to exert force, and he could still push his own blow over his head, which was enough to show that the strength of the ghost bone had surpassed him.

It's no wonder that the spiritual power that has been deposited and cultivated by the ghost bones for hundreds of years is not covered, once it burns, the condensed power is definitely a very powerful force.

The next moment, the ghost bone's body flashed back, pushed away Yat's arrow, and took dozens of steps back, opening up the distance between him and Yatra

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