Chapter Ninety-Eight

Not far away, the corpse sheath looked at Cheng Gan's movements, his eyes erupted with excitement, obviously knowing that Cheng Qian was going to let go of a battle with himself.

After hearing the quacking of the corpse sheath twice, he lifted the iron sword and made a posture to fight, but his body did not move, and he looked at Cheng Qian.

Cheng Qian has no intention of retreating now, knowing that he has no hope of retreating, his fighting spirit is vigorous, and when he sees that the ghost thing is not moving, he will not be stupid enough to move first, what is compared now is momentum, people do not move first, and the momentum is pressed first.

Although Cheng Qian knows that as the old saying goes, if the enemy does not move, I will not move, this is the highest state of a martial artist, and before the battle, we must first figure out the psychology of the enemy, but he knows that even if he does not move, he will inevitably die, it is better to strike first and use his surprise to suppress it.

Cheng Qian has been cultivating the Nine Abyss Tiger Trick since he was a child, and his father asked him to lay a foundation with the martial arts of the secular world, strengthen his body, and only start to practice the magic trick when he is at an age suitable for cultivating immortals, so martial arts are not strange to him, if Cheng Qian is placed in the world, he can be regarded as a martial arts master.

Cheng Qian saw that the ghost thing still didn't move, so he slowly closed his eyes and began to look for the enemy's martial arts moves in his head.

After a few breaths, Cheng Qian's eyes suddenly opened, and a burst of essence erupted, only to see Cheng Qian holding the right hand of the Wuji Sword, his wrist turned in vain, and the Wuji Sword carried an afterimage, with the floating of his arm, and turned around Cheng Qian.

A horse strode forward, kicked his left leg violently, his figure flashed, and he rushed towards the ghost with a light step.

When the corpse sheath saw Cheng Qian running towards him, he screamed strangely, his figure flashed, and at an incredible speed, he swung his iron sword towards Cheng Gan.

Weapons collide and rub into dazzling sparks.

Cheng Qian saw that the Wuji Sword was blocked by the corpse sheath iron sword, so he immediately lifted his right leg and kicked the ghost in the abdomen.

The corpse sheath seemed to have been on guard, and as soon as the figure was deviated, Cheng Qian's right foot kicked in the air, and wiped it off against the abdomen of the corpse sheath.

I saw the other bone claw of the corpse sheath appear strangely, and grabbed Cheng Qian's right leg attached to his abdomen.

Cheng Gan saw this, how could he let it be caught, otherwise that leg would be useless, at the moment of crisis, the only left foot that stabilized his body also kicked violently, Cheng Gan's whole body was in the air, and his left foot kicked fiercely at the bone claw that grabbed his right leg.

With a crisp sound of bones, Cheng Gan's left foot came first, kicked the bone claw fiercely, and then the body then kicked out the shock force of that kick, flipped in the air, and landed lightly.

The Wuji Sword in his hand made a fancy move, drew an afterimage, and stopped in front of him, the tip of the sword pointed at the corpse sheath.

A confrontation between a person and a ghost, and the fight was half a catty and eight taels, obviously he didn't use all his strength, it was just a temptation.

The corpse sheath roared with great excitement, and the confrontation just now made its fighting intent rise stronger and stronger.

However, Cheng Qian was uncomfortable, he smiled bitterly in his heart, the kick that he had just kicked at the bone claw felt as if he had kicked on the hard steel, and his entire left foot was still numb at this time.

Without waiting for Cheng Qian to breathe, he saw the corpse sheath flash up, leap into the air and swing the iron sword with his right hand, slashing towards Cheng Qian.

"Hmph!" Cheng Qian snorted coldly when he saw this, his legs did not move, his upper body leaned back, the iron sword brushed against his nose, and then he lifted his right foot and kicked the chest of the ghost creature in the air.

The corpse sheath flipped in the air and dodged this kick, but Cheng Qian knew that he would dodge it, so he made a strange arc with one foot on the ground, and quickly stretched out his left hand, grabbed the corpse sheath that was flipping, grabbed one leg, and pulled it violently.

The body of the corpse sheath in the air was stunned, and the right foot that kicked into the air was deflected, and the corpse sheath abdomen was kicked fiercely.

Pound! The body lost its balance by this sudden move, and was kicked by Cheng Qian on the inner wall of the cave, and fell to the ground and splashed a puddle of dust.

And Cheng Qian took advantage of the situation again, and waved the Wuji Sword with his right hand, slashing at the corpse sheath thrown on the ground.

With a crisp bone cracking sound, the Wuji Sword slashed lightly into the belly of the ghost.

The corpse sheath lying on the ground roared wildly, and he was not afraid of the sharpness of the Wuji Sword, so he grabbed the sword body quickly with his left hand.

Originally, he didn't break it, and he was about to draw out the Wuji Sword to strike again, but he was suddenly grabbed by it, and Cheng Qian was startled.

Cheng Qian's eyes flashed coldly, and he saw the corpse sheath lying on the ground, and his right hand slashed at Cheng Gan's legs.

Cheng Qian was shocked, the Wuji Sword was tightly grasped by the ghost, and he happened to hold the hilt of the sword, and he was restrained by the ghost for a while, and it was not easy to dodge. ,

"Hah!" Cheng Qian shouted, and a violent purple arc erupted from his left arm, striking the swinging iron sword fiercely.

The iron sword that was slashed with the force of ten thousand jun was bounced away by the incomparable power of the purple arc.

The iron sword bounced off the inner wall of the cavern with a dull thud.

The corpse sheath was furious, and there was no excitement in his eyes, and the two green lights in the empty eyes trembled violently.

The left hand quickly let go of the Wuji Sword, and grabbed Cheng Qian's chest violently, Cheng Qian was caught off guard for a while, and was caught by it, but the left arm of the corpse sheath exerted force, and shook Cheng Qian violently, throwing it into the distance.

And the corpse sheath ignored the Wuji Sword that was still embedded in the abdomen, and the figure quickly crawled away, chasing Cheng Qian who threw it out.

Before Cheng Qian landed, he was caught up by the strange speed of the corpse sheath, and the bones of his right claw rang.

However, Cheng Qian was shocked and secretly said that it was not good.

Poof! The corpse sheath shook its fist fiercely, and slammed it into Cheng Gan, who was not landing in the air, Cheng Qian only felt a violent pain in his abdomen, and his body was driven by the force of this punch, and flew in a different direction, and a mouthful of rushing blood spurted out of Cheng Gan's mouth and fell to the ground fiercely.

Originally, the ghost thing wanted to fight with Cheng Gan, but it had not moved its muscles and bones for more than 100,000 years, it seemed extremely excited, and it did not use all its strength, but it was suddenly attacked by Cheng Qian's purple arc, which made it angry.

The purple thunder and lightning is the most yang thing that heaven and earth have turned into, and it has great restraint, although the body is like steel, it can completely resist the thunder of the purple thunder and lightning, but it still makes it suffer fiercely.

At this time, Cheng Qian was extremely uncomfortable, the punch just now hurt him greatly, he only felt that when he hit himself, his whole body was about to fall apart, and the heart-rending pain made Cheng Qian unable to lift his strength.

I saw that the corpse sheath did not mean to release Cheng Qian, and the whole body jumped, flipped in the air, lifted a flying leg, and waited until Cheng Qian, who was lying on the ground and unable to move.

Seeing this desperate struggle, Cheng Qian was still unable to move, and at the moment of crisis, he opened his mouth and rushed out of his mouth with an arm-thick purple arc, slamming into the flying leg that came from the volley.

There was an explosion, and the flying corpse sheath was blown away, and it hit the wall before stopping.

Cheng Qian got a chance to breathe, and he mobilized the spiritual power of his whole body to relieve the pain all over his body.

Cheng Qian, who did not have a restored body, smiled bitterly in his heart, and at this time, the corpse sheath roared wildly, quickly picked up the iron sword, and slashed at Cheng Qian.

Cheng Qian bounced it away with another purple arc, but the corpse sheath did not back down, and the giant sword slashed again.

The purple arc popped out again and struck at the corpse sheath, and it seemed to have become smarter, its body dodged the arc, and swung its sword to slash at Cheng Gan's head.

At the critical juncture, Cheng Qian's whole body was wrapped in a purple arc, which was able to withstand this fatal blow.

At this time, he was already at the end of his rope, this ghost thing was not afraid of the heavenly thunder on his body at all, and his body had not yet recovered his power, only spiritual power could be mobilized, and it was conceivable that the punch in the corpse sheath just now caused Cheng Gan's body to suffer a great blow.

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