"In short, in addition to the terrifying physical fitness, the ghost also has superb swordsmanship, and it is not an exaggeration to say that the contemptible person was also a fluke back then, so he could kill him."

"So, if you want to defeat him, you must at least have swordsmanship that can match him." Saying that, Jing Tian Jinglong and Da Gu set their eyes on Mo Li.

Mo Li was stunned and pointed to himself "I"

Da Gu looked at someone who was in the midst of blessing and didn't know the blessing, and couldn't help but itch his teeth for a while. After all, it is every boy's dream to go to the end of the world with a sword, and he suddenly said angrily, "Can it still be me?" ”

While a few people were talking, the mountains suddenly shook, and a crimson rough body slowly stood up from the dirt.

With white hair flowing, he roared in the sky, and the thick black fog around him seemed to hide countless ghosts, and a ghost cried wolf. Finally, the armor that turned into pitch black was draped over his body, and he threw a punch out of the hill in front of him, "Bang! Rubble flew, a long sword emitted a strange red light, he held the long sword in his hand, looked at it carefully, his face showed a satisfied look, and then his face changed, looking at Mo Li and them.

"I'm resurrected, I'm going to tear you apart this time!"

The voice full of resentment echoed in the air, and Ida Jinglong's face changed.

"I'll hold him back!" Da Gu took the initiative to ask for help, took out the spark prism, and with a burst of strong flashes, Tiga slowly appeared on the battlefield.

"There's no time, come on!" As he spoke, Jing Tian Jinglong swung his sword and slashed at Mo Li.

"Hey! Wait a minute, I'm not ready yet..."

On the other side, Diga and Suna Ghost were still confronting, Diga took the lead, and the crystal on his forehead flashed with a red light, turning into a powerful type, and blasted out with a straight punch.

The ghost smiled contemptuously. Swing your sword and slash it down. With a "bang", Diga's arm suddenly gushed out golden particles, and although the ghost took a few steps back, he was almost unharmed under the protection of the armor.

Diga covered his injured arm with his other hand, and Da Gu's face was ugly, "No!" The gap in equipment is too great. ”

Thinking about learning Mo Li's appearance, his arm barely condensed a lightsaber and swung it towards the ghost.

"Zheng!" The demon waved his sword to resist,

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