No bullets, you can kill people!

"Peng!"

The ground under Fangzheng's feet was abruptly concave, and the whole person rushed forward with strength, his body was like a dragonfly dotting water, and he rushed to the demon girl in a few flashes.

He was in mid-air, and the long knife at his waist was already out of its sheath.

A chill appeared in the field.

"Die!"

He has seen a lot of dead people, and he has ended his own life, but he used the fetus in other people's wombs to refine the method, and he really challenged his bottom line as a human being.

As Zhang Mingrui said, this kind of person has no humanity, and it is not a pity to die.

The demon girl Qingxia was shot in the shoulder, and the old woman who protected the pharaoh died on the spot, and when she saw the sword light coming, she couldn't help but hiss:

"Yang Hong!"

"When the ......"

The sound of the sword sounded.

Yu Yanghong stretched out one hand, and the long sword next to him seemed to be used for decoration suddenly unsheathed, and a cold light came straight to Fang Zheng's head.

The sound of the sword roar was clearer and longer, and there was no lack of high-pitched, like the sound of plucking the strings, which also made Fang Zheng, who was holding the knife rushing forward, feel a chill in his heart.

Before he had time to think about it, he hurriedly swung his knife and slashed sideways.

"When ......"

The swords collided, and Yu Yanghong retreated, and his strength was obviously a little inferior.

But he moved quickly, and he retreated to better store his strength, his figure flashed, and the long sword in his hand bloomed and shrouded one side.

"Jingle ......"

A rapid collision sounded, and then it suddenly closed.

Fang Zheng took a step back, lowered his head and looked at the torn shirt around his waist, his expression couldn't help but become extremely solemn.

"Good swordsmanship!"

"It's the Compass Sword." Du Qiaoyun flew up, the soft sword on his waist popped out, and he shouted in his mouth:

"Be careful, this is the Pure Yang Palace's secret sword technique!"

Pure Yang Palace?

Fang Zheng was stunned, and subconsciously looked back at Zhang Mingrui, Zhang Mingrui was also a little dumbfounded, and he didn't know how to explain.

He really didn't know how Yu Yanghong could guide the sword.

And......

The swordsmanship is still so good.

With the cultivation of a one-blooded martial artist, he forcibly forced back the two-blooded Fangzheng.

Even with the addition of Du Qiaoyun, although he was defeated and retreated, he was still able to rely on the exquisite swordsmanship to hold the altar steadily, so that the two of them couldn't rush over for a while.

"Heavenly Spirit Spirit, Earth Spirit Spirit, three bows in front of the altar disciples, please!"

Qingxia endured the severe pain in her shoulder, stepped forward and walked to the altar, picked up a statue of a mighty god holding a sword from the altar, and shouted urgently:

"One is to invite the god into the soul, the second is to ask the sword god to possess the body, and the third is to be invulnerable, as urgent as the law!"

"Go!"

Pinched the sword trick in his hand, and bowed his fingers towards Yu Yanghong.

"Huh!"

The mystical method of the White Lotus Sect communicates to a certain existence in the underworld, descends a touch of thought, and merges into the Jade Yang Hongzhi Sea.

In an instant.

Yu Yanghong's expression changed.

The originally complex and changeable eyes have become cold, and only a strong killing intent is hidden, like a sharp sword standing in the field.

Obviously, the person has not changed, but Fang Zheng and Du Qiaoyun subconsciously stopped.

Dangerous!

"It's séance."

Zhang Mingrui said urgently:

"Be careful!"

The séance technique should be a higher-order existence than the god fight and please the god technique, Fang Zheng changed his mind in his heart, and his face had become a little unsightly.

Yu Yanghong, who has never been cast by a demon girl, is already so difficult, and now I'm afraid it's even worse.

"Stinky Daoist."

Qingxia silver teeth clenched:

"You better take care of yourself, there is no altar, I see how you can fight me?"

"Northern Yin Xuanming."

"Out!"

"Woo......"

The cold wind in the field suddenly rose, and a resentful spirit appeared out of thin air, the resentful soul had a hideous face, held a kitchen knife, and slammed into Zhang Mingrui with an angry roar.

Previously, she had raised five resentful spirits, but now there is only one left.

But......

One head is enough!

Warlocks who don't have an altar are ordinary people, although there is no shortage of people who have dual cultivation of martial arts, but unless they are talented, it is difficult to achieve both aspects.

"Who said I don't have an altar?"

Zhang Mingrui stretched out his big hand, tore off the robe on his body, unfolded the inside of the robe and spread it on the ground, and stepped on it.

The inside of the robe outlines the five elements of yin and yang with cinnabar, which is a simple altar.

“…… Those who are cursed perish, and those who are cursed perish; Liuding Liujia, protect me. ”

"Haste as the law!"

"Dry down the essence, the sun and the moon should be spiritual. Elephant Yue desecration shape, driving thunder and lightning. Yuan Jing destroys the fierce, and the evil Henry is ....... Look at my spirit swordsmanship! ”

A palm-sized peachwood sword flew out of his hand, and the resentful soul that rushed in the middle of it exploded with the qi of the Yang Dynasty.

"Wow!"

The resentful soul screamed, and the invisible sound wave swept in all directions, which also made Zhang Mingrui's mouth snort.

The importance of the altar is undoubtedly extremely important to the warlock, and it can greatly increase the power of spells, and his temporary altar can only barely support the casting of spells.

And the altar of the demon girl Qingxia is obviously fully prepared.

However, the demon girl has injuries on her body, and her blood is constantly flowing, as long as she persists long enough, she will also be unable to continue. ’

And it's not like I don't have my cards. ’

"Fu Lai!"

With a low drink in his mouth, Zhang Mingrui picked up a piece of rune paper and pointed it out like a sword.

The other side.

Fang Zheng and Du Qiaoyun launched a fierce offensive.

The five-element knife of Xingyi is clumsy, splitting, teasing, and stabbing ...... Although the moves are simple, they have a solid foundation, and the sword light is chilling.

Du Qiaoyun's body is like a long snake, and it is unpredictable in her hands around her fingers, and when paired with the spirit snake step, it is even more ruthless and abnormal.

But.

Yu Yanghong, who was holding a sword in his hand, was like a towering mountain in front of the two of them, and he could force the two of them to retreat by dancing the long sword at will.

The tip of the sword is flawed.

The high-pitched and melodious screams became louder and louder, like a phoenix singing for nine days, pressing the two of them out of breath.

In a trance.

Fang just seemed to have returned to the time when he had just apprenticed with Guo Tiantian, obviously the other party was old and weak, but he could easily defeat him.

No matter how much you resist, it's useless.

The same is true for Du Qiaoyun.

She is like facing her father, she is skilled in every move, but she can always find flaws in the other party.

If it weren't for the two joining forces, I'm afraid they would have been defeated.

"No way!"

Fang Zheng attacked twice and drank low:

"You stop him, I'll use the evil talisman against him."

The evil spirit breaking charm can break the evil qi on others, and it also has a certain effect on the white lotus evil art.

"Good!"

Du Qiaoyun's silver teeth were clenched, a scream in her mouth, and her body and sword were combined and rushed towards Yu Yanghong's place, she actually abandoned life and death, although she was a woman's courage, she was not weak to a man.

"Huh!"

Fang Zheng stepped back, took out a spirit rune from his body, and the long knife in his right hand slashed through the belly of his left finger, and blood instantly flowed throughout the rune paper.

For rune paper to work, it also requires mana.

If you don't have mana or lawless altar, you can also activate it with the blood of a living person.

He didn't know how to draw talismans yet, but he had money in his hands and bought a few high-quality talismans drawn by the masters of the Pure Yang Palace from Zhang Mingrui.

Bloodstained runes.

Fangzheng's expression was stunned, his eyes were stunned, and he looked at a loss.

What's the formula?

!

Warlocks are really troublesome, and they have to concentrate on chanting spells when they do it with people, and the key is that their minds are blank at this time, and they can't remember anything.

I'm bleeding!

My fingers still hurt!

"Follow me!"

Zhang Mingrui yelled:

"Heaven and Earth Xuanzong!"

Fangzheng's spirit froze, and he drank in his mouth:

"Heaven and Earth Xuanzong!"

"Golden Rune!"

"Golden Rune!"

"The demons are bold!"

"The demons are bold!"

"Spirits are gone!"

"Spirits are gone!"

"Haste as the law!"

"Haste as the law!"

Two streamers of light appeared in the Buddha hall, one slammed into the middle altar, and the other fell on Yu Yanghong, who was holding a sword in his hand.

"Peng!"

A muffled sound came.

The altar shook slightly, and then it was stabilized by the demon girl's spell, but Yu Yanghong's expression changed greatly, and his swordsmanship became scattered, and he was slashed by a sword in an instant.

"Poof!"

His heart was pierced by a long knife, and his eyes were blank, as if he didn't realize what was happening.

"Yang Hong!"

Qingxia roared sharply, her expression suddenly changed, and she reached out to grab a token on the altar.

But......

It's too late!

A puff of black smoke suddenly poured out of Sun Die's corpse, and the black smoke condensed and pierced her heart.

"Poof!"

My heart trembled.

Qingxia's small mouth opened slightly, and her face was full of unwillingness.

After all, he still collapsed to the ground with a desperate face, and his beautiful body turned into a dry bone in an instant, and the qi and blood all over his body flowed rapidly, melting into the ghost that appeared at some point.

The ghost creature emitted thick black smoke all over its body, its long hair danced like a wild snake, its eyes were as black as an abyss, and a breath of destruction swept through its surroundings.

in its bosom,

There is also a baby.

"Wow......"

Babies cry.

The huge Buddha hall is like suddenly coming to the cold winter of Lajiu, and the biting chill is like substance.

"Ahh

The ghost thing looked up to the sky and roared, the altar beside him shattered, the earth appeared one after another deep cracks, and the dome of the Buddha hall was even more crumbling, and the bricks and tiles were shattered.

"Gollum ......"

Fang Zheng's throat rolled, his eyes retreated behind Zhang Mingrui with fear, and he whispered:

"Dao Chief, can you protect us?"

"Heh......" Zhang Mingrui smiled bitterly:

"I can make our death not too miserable."