Don't talk about martial arts!

Li Mingli, the king of yin and yang ghosts, was shocked and angry, when he was on the road in the past, even if he kicked other people's fields, he would report himself first, how could Lin Mosheng be such a bandit?

But after being angry, he couldn't help but sneer.

Since ancient times, he has rushed into battle, and he has died for a lifetime.

He didn't believe that the three of them would be able to disperse his three hundred Yin soldiers!

"Forming a formation, killing the head of the enemy, get the position of black and white impermanence! Ten people will be rewarded! ”

The Yin Yang Ghost King roared angrily, his carefully trained Yin soldiers did have some ability.

Although these Yin soldiers were originally just some community gangsters, who died tragically on the streets and were taken under their command, they were not elites in a hundred battles.

But after so many years of training, I always have some ability.

When they saw Lin Mosheng and the others breaking into the encirclement, they didn't rush forward, and turned into a cloud of yin wind and dispersed, forming a depression array, wanting to swallow Lin Mosheng and the others with a numerical advantage.

These yin winds are connected to each other, and there is a sense of integration.

Suddenly, the night was ghostly, and the cold air was like substance.

Even a martial artist like Gan Zitai, who condensed essence and blood, felt cold all over his body, and his strength dropped sharply.

If it were an ordinary person, I am afraid that it would have completely lost its combat effectiveness by now.

This is the power of the Yin soldiers who form a military force.

Lin Mosheng looked around at the situation, glanced at the Yin soldiers behind him who still couldn't let go of his hands and feet, and roared angrily, "Look at me killing you again!" ”

It will be the courage of the soldiers, if you want to win more with less, the only way is to kill the opponent's courage!

Lin Mosheng's eyes were like torches, looking at Li Mingli, who was three meters tall, and there were two bull-headed and horse-faced people beside him, holding a long whip and iron rod.

The black biao under his seat roared angrily, and the tiger roar shocked the hearts of the ghosts, and rushed directly towards Li Mingli with him.

Gusts of yin wind struck, turning into fierce spirits with sharp blades in their hands, their faces were greedy, rolling up the gloomy ghost mist, and slashing at Lin Mosheng.

In the dark gray ghost mist, a ghost blade poked out like an arrow, enveloping Lin Mosheng's whole body.

"Kill!"

A drop of essence blood burned in Lin Mosheng's mind, turning into essence wolf smoke, red as fire, washing away the ghost mist, canceling out the yin qi, and at the same time manifesting the figures of the first few fierce spirits.

Guan Dao was like the fangs of a fierce beast, directly piercing the sword soldiers in front and slashing at the necks of the two Yin soldiers, and the ferocity and greed on their faces were instantly frozen.

Gan Zitai and the thin monkey protected Lin Mosheng's two sides, and the big knife flew to help Lin Mosheng reduce the pressure on the left and right.

Seeing that the three of them were so brave, Li Mingli, the Yin Yang Ghost King, had a distorted expression, "Up, give it to me, I don't believe how much essence blood he can burn!" ”

Lin Mosheng burned essence blood, turned into essence wolf smoke, washed away the ghost mist, and revealed that the means of the Yin soldiers were powerful.

But a warrior is only a mortal after all, how much essence blood can he have?

Lin Mosheng looked at the good deeds he had accumulated to 16,000, and looked at the red monster in front of him.

System, give me 10 drops of essence blood first!

10,000 good deeds turned into ten drops of essence blood, which were directly pressed into Lin Mosheng's heart.

The next moment, the essence and blood burned, and the gas was like wolf smoke!

Lin Mosheng was like a monster that didn't know how to get tired, and his scorching spirit wolf smoke was almost endless.

Three inches, six inches, nine inches, one foot, two feet, three feet!

With his own strength, he strangled the ghost mist formed by the three hundred Yin soldiers in front of him.

The demon manifests, the knife falls, one step at a time, and the tiger roars into the netherworld.

After Lin Mosheng killed more than 20 Yin soldiers in a row, the entire military formation composed of Yin soldiers had begun to disperse.

The enemy disappears and I rise.

With Lin Mosheng, the general, the fifty yin soldiers, who were originally not hopeful, gradually played a role.

found the courage and followed Lin Mosheng like a chisel, and all the Yin soldiers who were scattered by Lin Mosheng on the opposite side were swept in, and a burst of knives slashed their souls away.

The soldiers are like a long dragon, and the aggression is like fire, and there is a posture of wanting to chisel through the three hundred Yin soldiers.

The demons fought each other, and in the silence of the night, they turned into a terrible roar, which spread for several miles, frightening the ordinary people around them to close their doors and hide in the bed and shiver.

You can't let the Yin soldiers disperse!

Li Mingli, the Yin Yang Ghost King who originally wanted to use his Yin soldiers to consume Lin Mosheng, was stunned, and his eyes were red!

This guy in front of him is not human at all!

The other party is like an ancient fierce general, the more he kills, the more brave he becomes, it seems that every time he kills someone, his strength will be one point stronger.

If the other party really chiseled through the military formation, Li Mingli really didn't dare to imagine the consequences.

He looked at the two bull-headed horse-faced people beside him, these two people were running with him at the beginning, and they were his right-hand men, "You follow me and kill that kid!" ”

He removed the official uniform that was in the way of his body, and held a wind and fire stick, revealing his muscular chest with a man-eating mockery tattooed on it.

He is always the boss of the ship, and in times of danger, of course, he is a little brave.

The left and right bullheads laughed and said, "Big brother should have been like this a long time ago, this Laoshizi Chenghuang sat for a while, and the big brother didn't look like himself anymore!" ”

After that, they took the lead, and the iron rod and long whip in their hands turned into two fierce winds, piercing the air, and slashing at Lin Mosheng with a 'boom' sound.

Li Mingli's huge body was like a ghost, and when he was close to Lin Mosheng within ten meters, he suddenly opened his mouth and roared, "Lin Mosheng! ”

This call carried an inexplicable power, just like being detained by black and white impermanence, Lin Mosheng's soul was shaken, and the whole person was a little drowsy.

However, he has already seen the means of black and white impermanence, and Lin Mosheng has long been prepared for the Yin Yang Ghost King's soul dementoring technique.

He slammed his legs into the seat.

"Moo!"

Hei Biao let out a cow-like roar, like thunder, intimidating the ghosts!

LV3's six-character mantra carries the power of subduing demons and subduing tigers, making the Yin Yang Ghost King and the Bull Head Horse Face also have blank heads and stagnate for a moment.

This wave is called control cancellation!

And I, ah, it's crowd control, you're a monomer.

The battlefield that was originally fighting was eerily quiet for a second under this thunderous roar.

The first to react was not Lin Mosheng, he was also hit by the soul dementoring technique.

The first to react was the thin monkey, who also practiced [Fudo Ming King Body] and [Buddha Fuhu].

The thin monkey is even more ghostly than a ghost, and its thin body is like a light feather, floating in front of Li Mingli, and the sharp blade engraved with a yin urn in his hand slashes at Li Mingli's neck.

Yes!

At the last moment, Li Mingli raised his arm to block the knife, and the severe pain brought his mind back and broke his soul dementoring technique.

After being injured, the fierce look in his eyes could no longer be concealed, regardless of the pain in his left arm, the wind and fire stick in his hand rolled up wildly, and wanted to smash it into the thin monkey.

If this stick is smashed, even the fine iron will be broken!

The calm eyes at the moment of crisis did not have the slightest wave, and he did not even want to resist.

"Moo!"

The six-character mantra squeezed out of his chest, paused Li Mingli for a moment, and then the sharp blade in his hand continued to slash.

Even if he dies, he will cut off Li Mingli's hand!

Bang!

At the last moment, the wind and fire stick stopped in front of the thin monkey.

The pale golden Buddha light shone, and Lin Mosheng's six golden bodies manifested behind him, and the twelve pale golden arms fell down one by one, grabbing the wind and fire stick.

The tremendous force was transmitted to his feet, and the ground turned into cobwebs and cracked, the earth cracked, and the smoke and dust rose in the clouds.

"Get out!"