Yang Chizi: ?

Hear this.

He couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

It seems that today's battle seems to be inevitable.

Those other people who help the battle, to be honest, are not any threat, and the only thing that can be called a threat on this battlefield is the guy in front of him.

Even, the reason why this situation is happening now is all because of this person.

Yang Chizi squinted, and his expression suddenly became sudden: "Little friend, it's not that the old man is talking big, fighting, it's really not what I'm good at, but if you really want to use all your strength, you can't win this battle." ”

"It's just that it's going to hurt me a little bit, but if you're going to be so aggressive, then I'll have to test your depth."

Hear the words.

Li Ling silently flicked his middle finger.

The old thing was so much nonsense before he died...

Wait for the gold coins to pop and you're done.

He put the mourning stick on Mrs. Qi's head: "Now I will take the lead, if you do it, she will die immediately." ”

Yang Chizi frowned, and he had no worries: "Since they are all planning to fight to the death, Xiaoyou should not use this kind of trick, it's a big deal to start from scratch, the method... And it's not the only one. ”

"Now, killing you first is what I need to do."

The voice landed.

The ghost king dismounted and rushed over, his eyes were surging with evil energy, without the halberd, now it could only come over and fight hand-to-hand, and on the horse, it became more inconvenient.

The other party did this, but he was in the same mood as Li Ling, took a deep breath, held the mourning stick, and aimed at the arm that the ghost king poked out.

This directly caused the bones of the other party's outstretched arm to be knocked to pieces and hung on it, but in this way, the ghost king did not have any intention of stopping, with a corpse poison in his right hand, the direction of the attack was deflected, and he attacked at an extremely tricky angle, trying to directly dig out Li Ling's heart.

Soul Arrest is used.

At the last moment, Li Ling ignited the hell fire in his hand, pressed the arm, the flame burned in an instant, he broke it hard, and abolished another arm.

The ghost king was still unmoved, and the armor painted on his chest with some kind of beast suddenly appeared at this time, and immediately bit it, which was unguardable.

And just as the ghost head came over, a dead man's head suddenly appeared on Li Ling's chest, and he was not timid at all, and he hit it head-on.

For this dead man's head.

Suppressed for so long, gnawing on herbs every day, this kind of day, to be honest, it has had enough, and now a ghost head appears, and at the first moment he sees the other party, the dead head actually looks like he is crying with joy.

It's a combat type!

During these days, there is nothing else to do except gnaw on herbs every day, which is almost smoothed out by the anger in his heart, and now he can do it, and naturally he will give full play to his strength at this time.

The two are facing each other.

The dead man's head opened its bloody mouth, and swallowed the ghost's head in one bite, which was not enough, and pounced again, biting down on the armor, biting off the flesh and blood, putting it in its mouth and crunching and chewing, making a tooth-sore sound.

Why does this look even spooo or even spookier than a goblin?

The ghost king retreated first, but Li Ling didn't give the other party this chance, and just stuck to it, not giving the other party any time to escape.

The mourning stick in his hand poured into the breath, and the screams that made people feel their scalp tingle came out, these were the wails of those ghosts who had been knocked to death by the mourning stick, and for these ghosts, it had greater lethality.

The Ghost King's body hesitated for a moment.

At this moment, Li Ling suddenly exerted his strength, and the yin qi poured into the mourning stick, and it came to the ghost king's head again.

This time, without the obstruction of the helmet, it landed firmly on the other party's head, and the top of the skull was even directly cracked, pouring pain into the heavenly spirit!

This time.

The Ghost King's eyes were clear, he didn't know what was going on, under the vertigo effect of [Knocking Stick], he only felt that everything around him was spinning, and a guy who couldn't see clearly was constantly attacking himself.

"You..."

It didn't say anything.

Li Ling then threw down another stick.

If you can't break it up at once, then take a few more shots!

Let's see if this guy's skull is harder, or if this mourning stick is harder.

Blood stained the white paper covered with the stick.

The ghost king stood in place like this, being shot in the head again and again, each time, there was a short time to regain clarity, and his mouth spoke intermittently: "You... He... Mother... Other... Hit..."

The last word was unspoken.

Li Ling, whose mouth was already numb, gritted his teeth and reluctantly took the pill that Yang Chizi had handed him before: "You try it again?!" ”

Qi Shen Dantian.

The tremendous power brought by the true body of the mandrill, from the accumulation of yin qi in the body, all gathered on this mourning stick at this mourning stick at this time, with the fire of the underworld, and waved it heavily at the head of the ghost king.

This powerful blow directly distorted half of its head, and it knocked it to the ground in one fell swoop, and the misty aura existing in the opponent's body dissipated directly, leaving only the body convulsing continuously.

One is dry and wasted.

Li Ling spat on the ground fiercely, then looked at the sky and looked at the Yang Chizi: "Old thing, it's your turn, right?" ”

Yang Chizi was no longer the cold look, and his expression instantly became hideous and distorted.

Countless gray breaths emerged from the crimson robes that had been burned out of the crater by the flames, forming terrifying tentacles one after another, dancing wildly in the air, looking like a mad infidel.

More and more gray aura emerged from some of the ghost pawns on the ground that had not yet had time to be cleared, taking over their eyes, and these ghost pawns slowly stood up like walking corpses.

The energy required to control such a group of ghost pawns cost Yang Chizi a great price, and those tentacles were inserted into his body, as if they were absorbing something, and it became even older, the flesh and blood disappeared, the skin adhered to the bones, and the eye sockets were deeply sunken, as if the living dead.

The group of ghost pawns climbed up again, the number was not so many, but there was still the number of Xiao Qian, they picked up their spears, gradually moved closer to Li Ling, and surrounded them in a neat manner.

Li Ling took a deep breath, the magical power of the mandrill true body had gradually become illusory, and it looked as if it would dissipate at any time.

No matter how hard you try, you will inevitably exhaust yourself when you consume so much breath.

But it's okay.

He also has the elixir that Yang Chizi gave him.

Looking at the other party taking his own pill to replenish.

Yang Chizi was even more anxious.

The ghost pawns rushed over with their spears in their hands.

Seeing this, Li Ling was not polite, and took off the armor worn by the ghost king and made a hole in his chest to facilitate the dead man's head to come out.

The miserable white arm behind him stuck the soul collection banner in the soil under his feet, and picked up the long halberd of the ghost king, Li Ling held the mourning stick in his hand, and the soul hook chain in the other hand, and the hell fire was attached to it, wearing a pair of armor and standing in the center of this battlefield, like killing a god.

The spear stabbed at the ground.

The miserable white arm behind him, wielding a halberd, lifted it violently, directly breaking those worn weapons from it, Li Ling held the soul hook chain in his hand, attached to the dark fire, and waved it at those ghost pawns holding the handle, as if whipping, directly pumping these guys.

"Is it me Li who can't lift the knife or are you floating..."

"Sauce Zi came over one after another to send her head?"

Soul Hook Chains swept away.

The bodies of those ghost pawns were as fragile as a piece of tofu, and they instantly broke off from it and fell to the ground.

And those souls, as soon as they were separated from the body, were immediately included in the soul collection banner behind Li Ling.

You think it's a group of people surrounding me?

Wrong!

I'm the one who surrounds you!

The pale arm held the halberd and swung it, and everywhere it went, it was just a slash, and it was a large area of attack, sweeping across the area, and the spears used by those ghost pawns were naturally no match for this dead man's halberd poured with thousands of blood.

Even if a very few come to me.

The dead man's head on his chest didn't need to be commanded by himself, he would immediately pounce on it and bite it with a single bite.

Perform what is a real headshot for everyone on the spot.

And for Li Ling.

This is even more pure and cool.

If these manipulated guys are those ghost generals or something, then they may still have some concerns, but it's just these ghost pawns...

Then Li Ling has to thank this Yang Chizi, so that he will not have to clear them one by one, so that he can sweep away a large area.

Each time a whip fell, or a halberd swept past.

There will be a large number of souls flying into the soul collection banner behind him.

Li Ling felt that he had become the protagonist of a large-scale lawn mowing game, and was harvesting frantically.

Damn it.

This is a pure and cool game.

That's it.

In the sight of others.

The ghost pawn, who was still lying on the ground and wailing in pain because of the poisoned blood wine, stood up inexplicably, his eyes filled with ash, like a controlled walking corpse.

The others tried to attack it, but they were quickly counterattacked, and it was the kind of unstoppable counterattack, and the eyes of a group of ghost pawns instantly focused on this one, rushing over to carry out a frantic attack, and it was extremely difficult to kill, as if it had been hit by some kind of curse.

In this case, these people who help the battle will definitely not be able to bear it, although most of the ghost pawns have been killed by their mending knives, but even if a small part is still alive, this small part is a rather large concept, and the number is directly crushed.

on the edge.

The fog thinned out.

The tomb ghost, as a steam queen, has now completely squeezed himself dry, and there is nothing left.

Pulled under the car once before, this time again, two huge consumption, so that she is now exhausted, and can only silently find a place to stay.

So.

An extremely terrifying picture appeared in the eyes of these players and NPCs.

Saw.

Those ghost pawns who looked like the walking dead, holding spears, walked in one direction in unison, black pressed one by one, and walked in formation, looking numb.

And in the middle of the siege of those ghost soldiers.

The elder who came out of nowhere, was stepping on the body of the ghost king, wearing the armor of the other party, holding a dead man's halberd in the strange arm behind him, three heads and six arms, his body was swollen, with a flag behind him, a mourning stick in one hand, and a soul hook chain burning with a dark fire in the other, he looked like a executioner from the underworld, and from a distance, he would be frightened by the terrifying yin qi contained in the body.

This person, just like a boss, did not panic in the face of the siege, whipped the ghost pawn with a chain in one hand, and swept the battlefield with a dead man's halberd in the other.

These ghosts.

It's even the part that's crushed.

This seems a bit frightening.

If the previous scene made the players feel their scalps tingle, this scene completely made these people fall into deep self-doubt.

Not only did the other party not be afraid.

On the contrary, he became very excited, and even had an extremely hideous smile on the corner of his mouth, chasing these ghost pawns and slashing.

One time...

Twice...

Everywhere he went, he was completely in a devastating formation, directly breaking through this formation, and in the face of absolute power, everything else was bells and whistles.

And in the center of everyone's sight, Li Ling, who is like an evil demon.

Now I am completely immersed in the thrill of harvesting performance.

Refreshing.

It's so cool.

This is no longer as simple as a buffet, this is a full banquet!

And on the top.

Like a heretic, Yang Chizi, who was wildly waving his tentacles, was like a clown at this time.

It looked at the ghost pawns that had been swept down below.

I looked at the tentacles that were constantly absorbing everything from me.

Suddenly, there was a general illusion that he would go to the enemy or go to the enemy.

Originally, Yang Chizi also planned to give the other party a surprise.

I didn't expect the result.

This is a real surprise.

In this way, the ghost pawns who were originally black and oppressive, under Li Ling's strong sweeping, quickly disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye, and those souls were like flowing water, quickly entering the soul collection flags, and there was a steady stream.

Of course, maintaining such a state by himself must have consumed something, and the pills that Yang Chizi gave away before have all been knocked out now.

knocked these pills.

The next step is to take herbs.

But that's even more of a cause for concern.

The part of the congratulatory gifts snatched from the mass grave ghost in this copy alone was enough to replenish itself.

Watch as the other person resupplies with what they have gifted, and then attack yourself.

Yang Chizi is really a little nervous.

The side effects of using this blood sacrifice method are now somewhat unsupportable.

Yang Chizi stayed in mid-air, silently withdrew the tentacles that were dancing wildly on his chest into his chest, stepped on the red clouds, and planned to quietly walk away like this, but at this moment, he just turned around.

I saw a certain person surnamed Li standing behind him with a mourning stick.

Yang Chizi: ...