"Wonderful!"

Fang Yunchen, who tasted the sweetness, immediately held his breath and seized the time to strengthen himself.

In the meantime, there were still a few ghost soldiers who didn't open their eyes on the spur of the moment, and when they came to find Fang Yunchen's trouble, they were all exploded by the spirit apes who were dutiful to their duties.

However, just like the previous ghost soldiers, before the last ghost soldier died, a strange wave suddenly erupted, spreading all the way to the extreme depths of the dense fog.

"Who is making a mistake here?"

Soon, a powerful aura roared.

As soon as Fang Yunchen raised his head, he saw a ghost creature wearing heavy armor, riding a tall skeleton war horse, breaking through the heavy fog, holding a ghost-headed long knife, swinging his knife towards Fang Yunchen with endless killing intent.

This ghost creature actually speaks to people, and at a glance, you know that it is not easy to deal with.

Sure enough, the moment the ghost thing made a move, the yin and evil qi around it gathered one after another, and it merged with the knife momentum, and soon a black big knife of incomparably long appeared, which was about to cut Fang Yunchen in two.

Ghosts know martial arts, and immortals have to cry.

As soon as he had a hint of feeling, he was interrupted by Shengsheng, and Fang Yunchen, who was very unhappy, moved his heart and manipulated the spirit ape to meet him from the front.

Bite!

In the midst of the firelight, although the momentum of the opponent's charge was blocked, the spirit ape could not unload its strength as easily as before, and the burly body had to take seven or eight steps back before to stop the retreat.

"This is not a high-level ghost soldier, but a more powerful character, the ghost rider!"

Fang Yunchen's expression froze, and he hurriedly put away his heart of despising the enemy, and concentrated on dealing with the ghost thing in front of him.

The ghost soldiers encountered before were just the weakest kind of ghosts here, and there were ghost guards on top of them, their ghost bodies had been completely condensed, and they even retained their fighting instincts before their deaths, and their strength was enough to frighten the eighth-rank monks.

According to what Fang Yunchen knew before, the most common among the ghost guards was the ghost cavalry guards who came and went like the wind, and they were very good at kung fu immediately.

Swish!

At this moment, the spirit ape that was about to fall to the ground slammed on the ground, and its body jumped back again, and the burning stick in his hand drew a long arc in mid-air, and the raging flames on the stick burst out, burning towards the opponent's face.

I don't want the ghost rider in front of me to be equally swordsmanlike, the long knife turned lightly in his hand, and the tip of the knife rolled up black sand on the ground, like a huge net, covering the whistling tongue of fire in it.

Boom!

The knives and sticks clashed, and in the deafening crisp sound, the spirit ape flew out upside down again, and its body was completely out of control.

"I didn't expect a mere ghost thing to have such strange powers."

Fang Yunchen grabbed the spirit ape in mid-air, and immediately pulled out the double knives inserted in the ground with his free hands, and his feet suddenly exerted force, like a furious beast, rushing towards the ghost cavalry guard.

Bite! While!

There were two more crisp sounds, Fang Yunchen looked at the steel knife that was broken into two, and the scenery around him that was crazy and backward, and only then did he realize how terrifying the opponent's strength was.

But at this time, Fang Yunchen was not only not afraid at all, but felt that his blood was boiling all over his body, and he couldn't wait to fight with his opponent for another three hundred rounds.

It's a pity that the weapon in his hand has been broken, and he can only throw out two homemade rune papers, and continue to pour the pure yang vitality in his body into them.

In an instant, two one-zhang tall characters appeared in front of the ghost cavalry guard, like an invisible city wall, barely blocking the momentum of the opponent's charge.

The skeleton horse under the Ghost Rider Guard seemed to have hit a thick cotton stack, and it raised its legs and stopped suddenly, almost knocking the Ghost Rider on its back to the ground.

"Up!"

Subsequently, the spirit ape, who had already breathed a sigh of relief, came from the left to kill the general, and attacked the upper road of the ghost cavalry guard.

And Fang Yunchen was not idle, holding a dagger in one hand and a piece of homemade talisman paper in the other, and attacked the four horse legs.

But who would have thought that the sword skills of the ghost cavalry guard were extremely exquisite, and although they were attacked on both sides, they did not panic at all.

The long knife shook, and at the same time as slamming the flying spirit ape hard, the long handle stabbed Fang Yunchen's vital part violently, and the pain point was very exquisite.

"Awesome!"

Fang Yunchen could be regarded as having gained insight this time, and the ghost cavalry guard in front of him was probably evolved from the iron cavalry that had died here.

Not only has he cultivated a powerful ghost body, but also his superb sword skills have been retained.

The combination of the two exerts the effect that one plus one is greater than the two.

Fortunately, Fang Yunchen had already taken precautions and blocked the opponent's offensive.

After a few rounds of fighting, Fang Yunchen found that the strength of the ghost guard in front of him was at the level of the middle of the eighth grade, and the combat experience was very old.

Fortunately, this guy's move is relatively simple, except for the tall horse with only a skeleton left under his body, which will keep attacking, its biggest killing move is to condense the surrounding fog and conjure up a big knife thirteen or fourteen zhang long.

In other words, it is exactly nearly forty meters long, and with a slight wave, it can stir up the dense fog around it, which is very majestic.

"This time it's an eye-opener, there is really such a long knife!"

Fang Yunchen naturally didn't dare to hit it hard, and while dodging, he manipulated the spirit ape to set off a new offensive.

This time it was much better than before, and the long stick in the spirit ape's hand erupted into a sky-high flame, directly shattering the opponent's long knife that seemed to pull the wind, and then smashed into the chest of the ghost rider with a sharp wind.

However, Fang Yunchen himself threw out a pile of homemade rune paper regardless of the cost, trying his best to delay and interfere with the other party, making the ghost cavalry guard feel very disgusted, but he was helpless.

The spirit ape became more and more crazy, and the long stick in his hand became faster and faster, sparks flew in the thick fog, and the sound of blades striking each other was clearly transmitted hundreds of feet away.

For a while, with the blessing of the golden vitality, the spirit ape was on a par with the ghost cavalry guard, although it was slightly inferior, but its momentum did not lose to the opponent at all.

Crash! Crash!

At this time, more ghost creatures were attracted by the sound, where would the ghost rider guard share their prey with others, and gather the ghost qi of the whole body to strike a peak blow.

Rumble!

With a muffled sound, the surrounding dense fog rolled violently, temporarily shaking out of a clearing, and the spirit ape flew out upside down again, but it couldn't stop retreating and fell into the thick fog.

And the ghost cavalry guard didn't have time to regain his breath, and turned his head to look at Fang Yunchen on the side with his eyes, and waved his hand with a knife.

Fang Yunchen looked a little flustered, and hurriedly threw out a pile of self-made rune paper glowing with golden light again, smashing it towards the sword qi that came vertically and horizontally.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

This knife carried the spirit of the forest, and as soon as it took a look, it blocked the flying rune paper, and instantly turned it into ashes.

The Ghost Rider couldn't help but feel a little excited, and finally got to taste the taste of a living person.

When was the last time you tasted this delicacy?

Just as the ghost fire in the ghost rider's skull was beating with excitement, a faint blue suddenly pierced the golden afterglow and landed in its eye sockets.

"It's ......"

Before he had time to think too much, a wave surged, and the hard ghost body of the ghost rider was instantly shattered.

"Withdraw!"

Seeing the dense fog churning on the opposite side and countless sounds, Fang Yunchen quickly caught a black stone that fell from the ghost rider's body, and after retracting the spirit ape, he fled without saying a word, his movements were extremely fast.