William laughed wildly: "It's useless to talk too much, you people rushed into our necromantic clan just to destroy our necromantic clan." I don't want to tell you that we necromancy, we may not be able to deal with you people today, but you will definitely pay a heavy price in the future. All the necromancy, kill these abominable humans for me! ”

As he spoke, William recited the spell again, only to see that the black grinding ball in the air suddenly shone brightly, and it seemed to be about to explode. Just now, Bai Xiaohui's white true qi wanted to block the ball of light, but the other party conjured up a tentacle to wrap Bai Xiaohui's true qi. Now seeing that the ball of light was about to explode, Bai Xiaohui's true qi turned into a curtain of light, protecting himself and Xue Yang's body.

After William discovered the order, the necromantic people in the air also chanted their own spells, and the black aura merged into William's ball of light, while the necromantic spirits on the ground rushed towards Xue Yang and the others with a howl, but they were shot back again and again by the intelligence agency agents behind them.

Seeing that the situation of the Necronomicon was very critical, Ba Song knew that if William and the others were killed, he would not be able to escape his doom, so he roared, the head on his neck flew up, his mouth opened, and his tongue rolled towards Xue Yang like a long whip, wanting to trap Xue Yang,

Bai Xiaohui slashed the long sword in his hand at Ba Song's tongue and shouted to Xue Yang: "Xue Yang, I'll deal with him, you go and clean up and kill the fish that slipped through the net." ”

When William saw that Xue Yang was going down to kill someone, he shouted to his people: "Stop that Huaxia man!" ”

Although the number of necromantic clans is large, most of them have only a few decades of strength, and there are not many masters who are really hundreds of years old, just now they were shot by agents of the Intelligence Bureau, and some of the necromancers on the ground have been shot, and the dead in the air are still injecting their own black aura into William's ball of light, and William himself can't stop Xue Yang. Although a few necromancers rushed to Xue Yang, they had already been shot several times, how could they be Xue Yang's opponents? He killed a few of them with his sword, and dodged down to the next floor.

As soon as he got off the stairs, Xue Yang couldn't help but cover his mouth and nose with his hands, the smell of this layer was too bad, bloody, and there was a stream of viciousness inside, Xue Yang hurriedly took out a flashlight from his clothes, and saw in the flashlight that this seemed to be a cell, surrounded by cage-like spaces, and there were human corpses stacked inside.

I don't know how long the corpses have been dead, and although the temperature here is extremely low, the corpses still smell foul. Xue Yang guessed that these were the bodies used by the Necronomicon to resurrect their souls, and not every corpse was suitable for the Necromantic Clan, and they didn't know how many corpses they had to try to find a suitable one if they wanted to resurrect, so there were so many corpses.

Behind these corpses, there were more than a dozen undead spirits guarding the place, these necromancers were silently chanting some incantation, and as these incantations were recited, the whole room seemed to be filled with a different aura.

Xue Yang faintly felt that there was something wrong with what these guys were reading, and he didn't have time to think about anything else, Xue Yang waved his right hand, and the dragon fist cooperated with his own cultivation, and soon interrupted the casting of this group of guys, and after these necromancers were finished, Xue Yang stood in place, his brows gradually furrowed.

He was used as a gun, this is Xue Yang's first feeling, he is completely used as a humanoid killing machine today, but through today's events, Xue Yang also knows someone as strong as Bai Xiaohui, and by the way, he also has some guesses about the strength of the boss of the Hundred Ghosts.

Taking a deep breath, Xue Yang could only secretly sigh that although he was powerful now, there were still many deficiencies compared to some existences, but he was confident that over time, these deficiencies would slowly be caught up and even surpassed.

But before that, Xue Yang felt that he still had to be honest and try not to do anything like killing Mr. Three, otherwise he wouldn't dare to guarantee that the boss of the hundred ghosts was not so generous.

"Hahaha!"

Just as Xue Yang was thinking about this, suddenly, a loud laugh came from above.

This laughter, with the penetrating power of the machine gun, directly came into Xue Yang's mind, and even with Xue Yang's strength, he couldn't help but feel dizzy.

"What kind of strength is this?" Xue Yang secretly sighed in his heart, calmed down, and then suppressed this feeling in his heart, and then he hurriedly swept towards it.

At this moment, William was panting awkwardly, and beside him, an old man with a goatee was holding a long sword, standing proudly.

If it weren't for the fact that he was standing beside William at the moment, Xue Yang would probably think that this old man was a person with immortal wind and bones at a glance.

"Having to forgive people and forgiving people, isn't it too much for you to be so hard to force each other?" Glancing at everyone, including Xue Yang, who had just swept from the ground, the old man with a three-sheepbeard spoke lightly.

Xue Yang glanced at the old man with a goatee, but he didn't speak, Bai Xiaohui looked at the old man with a goatee, and smiled slightly, "Some races shouldn't exist, although I don't know what your relationship with this William, old man, is, I hope you don't interfere in this matter." ”

Although Bai Xiaohui opened her mouth with a smile, she could see that there was also a hint of jealousy in her expression.

Xue Yang also has a rough feeling about the strength of this goatee, which may not be as good as Bai Xiaohui, but it is definitely a tricky existence.

"I, a member of Sanshan Dao, am also entrusted by others, and there are some things that I can't help for the time being." The old man with the goatee frowned slightly, and after thinking for a while, he shook his head slightly, and said so.

Bai Xiaohui looked at the old man and took a deep breath, "Why don't we see the real chapter under our hands?" ”

William looked at Sanshan Daoren and wanted to ask his opinion, Sanshan Daoren stroked his beard and smiled: "Mr. William, since this young martial artist from Huaxia wants to cut off with me so much, then I will accompany him to take a few moves." ”

William didn't actually know much about the Sanshan Daoren, but because his predecessors had something to do with him, he asked the Sanshan Daoren to take care of himself. Now seeing that the people of Sanshan Dao did not have much fear of Xue Yang and the others, looking at the dead clansmen around him, he said coldly to Xue Yang: "Since you want to die, then we will fulfill you!" Tell Sanshan Daoren in a low voice: "If you have a chance, please ask Mr. Sanshan Daoren to kill this Xue Yang, as well as the few paladins in the back, who are the most hated enemies of our necromantic clan, and please also ask Sanshan Daoren to deal with them first." ”

Sanshan Daoren nodded to William and said, "Okay, although a few juniors are a little tricky, they are not in my eyes yet!" ”

After speaking, a translucent long sword suddenly appeared in the hand of the Sanshan Daoist, slowly walked a few steps forward, put the two fingers in his left hand together, and pointed at Xue Yang from afar: "I have long heard that the strength of the martial artists in Huaxia is extraordinary, I think you are the strongest among the few of you, let me see your skills today!" ”

Obviously, after the Sanshan Dao people weighed Bai Xiaohui and Xue Yang, one Xue Yang was the leader.

And although Xue Yang also knows swordsmanship, he is not particularly good at this way, but since the other party is calling, of course he can't show weakness, so he has to step forward and fight with the people of Sanshan Dao.

Bai Xiaohui grabbed him behind Xue Yang and said with a smile: "Xue Yang, you are not good at swordsmanship, the other party is a super swordsman, if you compete with swords, you may not be his opponent, let me meet him." ”

At this time, Sanshan Daoist no longer hid his strength, his breath soared, and he completely showed his strength, and the long sword in his hand was not ordinary at first glance, Xue Yang himself knew that if he talked about swordsmanship alone, he would not be as good as Bai Xiaohui, but watching Bai Xiaohui such a big beauty fight alone against an old man who didn't know the depth of his true strength, he was also worried that Bai Xiaohui would be an opponent, and frowned and said: "I think it's better for the two of us to work together to deal with him, right?" ”

Bai Xiaohui smiled slightly: "Don't worry, if I am not his opponent, it will not be too late for you to go up and help me." ”

After speaking, Bai Xiaohui took out his long sword and walked towards the Sanshan Daoist gently: "Sanshan Daoren, why don't I ask you about your swordsmanship!" ”

The people of Sanshan Dao believed that they were strong, and they didn't take Bai Xiaohui in their eyes, so they pinched their sword tricks and attacked Bai Xiaohui first: "It's the same to kill you first and then kill Xue Yang!" ”

Xue Yang knows that swordsmanship is the same as it gets older, and as he gets older, his swordsmanship achievements will become stronger and stronger.

Even if Bai Xiaohui has been practicing swordsmanship since birth, it has only been nineteen years now, and the age of the Sanshan Dao people is at least sixty years old, so the difference is not one or two.

Sanshan Daoren didn't seem to take Bai Xiaohui in his eyes, but he still shot at Bai Xiaohui first, as if he wanted to kill the opponent with a sword.

Bai Xiaohui was not in a hurry, a bright white true qi entered the long sword in his hand from his body, and a sword qi shot out from the sword body again, the sword qi was three feet long, and with a wave of his hand, he had already met the long sword of the Sanshan Daoist.

Seeing that Bai Xiaohui could actually trigger sword qi, Sanshan Daoist couldn't help but say, "How is it possible!" Looking at your age, you are only about twenty, and you can actually attack with sword qi, and the sword qi is three feet long, which is no worse than me! ”

Although he was amazed in his mouth, the Sanshan Dao people did not relax their offensive, the sword aura was overwhelming, and the long sword drove the wind and stabbed Bai Xiaomu's chest.

The corners of Bai Xiaohui's mouth twitched, and the sword qi met the long sword of the Sanshan Daoist, and at the same time, his left palm slapped forward, and a palm wind slapped towards the chest of the Sanshan Daoist.

Sanshan Daoren didn't expect Bai Xiaohui to be able to block his sword moves, let alone that she could counterattack with a palm, and eagerly kicked Bai Xiaohui's palm, palms and feet intersected, and the two of them each took a few steps back, far away from each other.