Chapter 5: The Demons (3)

Fang Ling noticed her abnormality, turned his head, and said with a smile: "Ying'er, are you afraid?" Song Ying'er hurriedly shook her head, pressed her jade hand lightly on her chest, and said with a firm face: "No, with His Highness by his side, the concubine is not afraid at all." Fang Ling had been with her for a long time and knew her very well, so she didn't know what she was thinking, so she smiled slightly: "Don't worry, with me, I will never allow this group of evil ghosts to hurt you at all!" Xiao Xue also smiled lightly: "Don't worry, Uncle Ying will also protect your safety." Huo Junyuan laughed on the side: "Ying'er, you don't have to think about it, what kind of powerful ghosts and evil ghosts can only scare and scare ordinary people, with your cultivation, it is they who should be afraid!" Song Ying'er nodded heavily when she heard this, looking well-behaved and lovely. It wasn't long before there was a commotion behind the group of demons, and then a path parted, and a group of ghost soldiers in black armor walked out, led by a tall ghost. The ghost wolf's face turned blue, his eyes showed a fierce light, and two fangs came out of his mouth, like a vicious wolf dog, he stared at everyone, and then sneered: "You really don't have long eyes, the underground realm is so big, you actually broke into our Wolf Smoke City, and if you come here, it will never be possible for you to go back alive!" As he spoke, he snorted coldly at Huo Junyuan and the others, "You two are actually standing with the people in the Immortal Sect, it's just killing yourself!" Fang Ling smiled lightly: " Your Excellency has such a big breath, just with these people, do you think they are our opponents?" The ghost naturally saw the profundity of the cultivation of several people, and he laughed and said: "Boy, you are in the underground realm, and when you come here, the cultivation of the people in the Immortal Gate will be greatly reduced, not to mention that even if you have a high level of cultivation, there are 100,000 ghosts in our Wolf Smoke City!" The ghosts cheered and roared, and in an instant, the entire Wolf Smoke City was full of ghost screams, which made people's hearts palpitate. Fang Ling took a step forward, took one hand, and said leisurely: "Since Your Excellency is so confident, why don't we come and learn from each other, I have always wanted to learn the skills of a ghost-level cultivator." The blue-faced ghost took out the long knife on his waist, this long knife was three feet long, half a foot wide, the texture was like gold, the color was a little dark, and there was a skull at the hilt, this was not an ordinary weapon, but a primary magic weapon. He sneered disdainfully: "Since you want to send you to death, then Lao Tzu will fulfill you, and the head of the capture of the disciples of the Immortal Sect will be taken by my deputy lieutenant Xiao Shiyan!" All the ghosts cheered again, cheering loudly for Xiao Shiyan, Huo Junyuan and the others all knew Fang Ling's intentions, in order to delay time, so they all stood aside with their hands to see how Fang Ling defeated the ghosts. Xiao Shiyan put the ghost head sword on his shoulder, and strode towards Fang Ling, his eyes were full of disdain, his cultivation was on par with Fang Ling, they were all cultivators in the early stage of the Yuan Realm, but in his opinion, the young man was suppressed by the Yin Qi of the underworld, and his strength could be exerted at most eighty percent, not to mention that he was young, he didn't have much combat experience at first glance, and he was a veteran of the battlefield before his death. At the same time, he was a little excited in his heart, if he caught this Xianmen disciple, maybe he would be able to be promoted to the next level, which was a pie-in-the-sky thing. Compared with Xiao Shiyan's faint excitement, Fang Ling seemed calm and calm, he stood with his hands in his hands, and the Kun heavy knife was on his back, but he didn't have the slightest intention of taking it out to fight.

The surrounding ghosts roared, and the sound was deafening, but it didn't move Fang Ling at all.