The ghostly figure is the master, and he hides among the dead body, looking for an opportunity to surprise and attack.

In fact, Ding Xiaoyi has long been aware of all this,

He flew up and kicked the ghostly figure away, and with a kick dented the ghost's chest.

The black-clothed man who was not afraid of death swarmed in again, and the long sword in Ding Xiaoyi's hand held up countless sword shadows.

The long sword turned the raindrops into arrows in the sky, and the rain arrows like locusts shot towards the group of black-clothed men.

After a dull sound, several figures fell.

A quarter of an hour later,

Ding Xiaoyi's whole body was already wet with the rain,

Under his feet is a stream of blood flowing together, thick ......

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