"This show hasn't started yet, let's go slowly."

Everyone couldn't help but feel bored when they saw that the members of the Three Ghost Society, who were lurking in the auction hall at the end, had not yet started a fight with the people of the Nanshan Society.

"Boom !!"

As soon as Zhao Jin's words fell, a huge roar sounded outside the auction hall, and then as if a switch was turned on, the explosions behind continued one after another.

"Yo he, it's finally started!"

There are still many people who think like Zhao Jin, and many of the people who entered the auction today are here to watch the show, and even more want to fish in troubled waters, after all, half of the group of spirit masters are not good people.

There are very few people who send charcoal in the snow, and those who fall into the well are endless.

"These three ghosts will be enough, they have made so many bombs, and it sounds like homemade earth mines."

The third elder of the Xie family has very sharp ears, and he can tell what kind of weapon it is by listening to the explosion, after all, he has done a lot of this thing in Xiangxi before.

"Hehe, you can't get any lethal arms in Qianguo, otherwise the Three Ghosts Society won't want to exist, and our Qianguo government is not a vegetarian."

The second child of the Xie family chuckled, and seemed to be very disdainful of this kind of earth cannon.

The people in the auction hall who had not had time to leave heard the movement outside the house, and they all hurriedly fled from the exit of another place and rushed out, and the few remaining people who were armed were still wandering slowly, such as Zhao Jin and others.

The guards of the Nanshan Society in the auction hall all rushed out to support the battlefield outside when they heard the movement.

"Let's go, let's go first, if we don't go, they won't dare to fight."

Glancing at the dozen or so people wearing demon masks who were staring at them not far away, Zhao Jin greeted a few people, Mu Qianshan and the others smiled disdainfully at each other, and Song Qingru stared at each other with curiosity, after all, this was one of the few spirit master forces she had come into contact with so far.

Sure enough, after Zhao Jin and the others left, there were only a dozen or so people wearing demon masks left in the auction hall, and the leader saw that the rest of the idle people were all gone, and immediately beckoned his subordinates behind him.

"The second in charge, everyone is gone!"

A demon-masked man stepped forward and whispered respectfully to the leader, and the man nodded.

"Yes, up!"

At the sound of an order, more than a dozen people wearing demon masks rushed to the inner room behind the auction table, and the windows and doors on the second floor were all opened at this time.

"Crunch ~~~"

"Huh!?"

The man was startled, and just as he was about to look up, he heard a series of sounds breaking through the air.

"Whoosh!!"

"Whoosh!!"

"Whoosh!!"

............

"Ahh Uh......"

Then came the sound of screams and arrows piercing the flesh.

"Drink!"

Sensing the coming crisis, the leader immediately mobilized the spiritual power in his body to erect a spiritual power shield and held it above his head to resist, while his subordinates did not have that kind of good luck, and most of them were killed and injured in just a few breaths.

"What!?"

Suddenly, Na Peng San felt a crisis coming from diagonally above, only to see a silver arrow through his spiritual power cover and shoot straight at him, fortunately he dodged in time, the arrow grazed his arm and shot into the ground with a bloodshot instead of hitting his vital point.

"Soul Breaker !?"

Looking at the silver arrows inserted into the eight arrows underground, Peng San couldn't help but exclaim.

But the rain of arrows above his head didn't end there, a new wave of silver arrows hit again, all of them were spirit-breaking arrows.

"What!?"

Peng San exclaimed again, he didn't expect that there would be so many such rare Spirit Breaking Arrows in Nanshan, even if the three ghosts would be full of them, there were only a dozen or so of them, and they didn't carry them on this trip, which existed as a means of protection for their own power headquarters.

So many Soul Breaking Arrows couldn't resist it with his own spiritual power shield alone, so he had to summon his own soul to protect the Lord.

"Knife ghost, come out!"

I saw that there was a sudden strong wind and rain in the auction hall, and a strange sound came from behind Peng San, the sound seemed to be a person roaring, to be precise, it looked like a ghost roaring.

A huge ghost creature appeared behind Peng San, three meters tall, with cyan skin, a hairless triangular head with no nose, eyes, or ears, only a large bulging lump that occupied most of the area of the head, and a hideous fanged mouth underneath.

Its arms resemble the knife arms of a praying mantis, glowing with a metallic sheen in the light. Its legs were not humanoid, but four cyan knobral bones like spider's legs, wrapped in cyan muscles, without skin cover, and the flesh was exposed to the air.

"Wow!"

I saw the sword ghost spew out arrow-like poisonous gas from his mouth, and the green poisonous arrow shot into the arrow rain in the sky, and the two arrows were pierced, making a corrosive sound of "zizizi", as if they had been cursed by weakness, and fell weakly to the ground.

"What's that?"

The crossbowmen of the Nanshan Society on the second floor were shocked when they saw this monster, but fortunately, they were well-trained, and they suppressed the horror in their hearts at the moment, and continued to manipulate the crossbow arrows and shoot.

Although the sword ghost was able to resist the attack of the Spirit Breaking Arrow, his poison gas attack speed was not fast, and he could only protect Peng Sanyi and the rest of the people, and the rest were all killed.

"Yohe, it's really a knife ghost, and you three ghosts really have a good means to control this strange thing. It is rumored that there is a monster called Daolao Ghost that haunts the mountains of Linchuan, Jiangxi, and it often haunts with strong winds and rains, and makes a sound that seems to be roaring (that is, "ghost crying" in the idiom "ghost crying wolf howl").

"The sword demon can spew arrow-like poisonous gas from its mouth, and a person who is hit by the poisonous gas will die a day later. If the dead are not burned, they will become swordsmen. ”

Du Jing walked out of the room with a chuckle, his mouth raised, as if he was very disdainful of Peng San below.

"Damn it, it's a trick!"

Seeing this situation, Peng San didn't know that Nanshan would have been prepared for a long time, and he was here to deliver goods to his door and throw himself into the net, not to mention what kind of raid and extermination plan he had implemented, it was a question of whether he could get out alive.

"uh~~~"

Suddenly, Peng San felt some tingling pain in his arm, and then his entire left arm began to become weak, and the operation of the spiritual power in his body began to stagnate.

"Damn, that arrow is poisonous, it's despicable!"

Peng San stared at Du Jing above the second floor, his eyes full of malice.

"Huh, mean? As long as they can achieve their goals, does it matter what method they use? ”

Du Jing chuckled lightly and stared at Peng San fiercely.

With the resistance of the soul sword and ghost, Peng San finally had the opportunity to stop and operate the spiritual power in his body and try to force out the toxins in his body. Of course, he also agreed with what Du Jing said in his heart, just to say more and delay time.

At this time, he could only pray that the large army of the Three Ghost Society outside could attack as soon as possible, otherwise his trip would really be over.

"Hehe, stalling for time, huh? I could have played with you a little longer, but now I feel like you're not worth my time and it's time for the game to end. ”

How could Peng San's procrastinating strategy be hidden from Du Jing's eyes, he snorted lightly, and summoned his soul to attack the other party.

"Li Li!"

The red whiskers are scattered, and the red silk tiger's eyes are round.

Jieling kills people and demons, and urges the judges.

I saw a tall spirit appear in the air on the first floor, and pounced on the sword ghost.

This soul has long red hair, a long red beard on the chin, a pair of blood-red tiger eyes, and a fierce appearance.

He wore a torn turban on his head, a collared cloth vest, exposed arms, a cloth handkerchief underneath, and a large thick-backed short knife in his hand, which looked like a pig-killing butcher's knife.

This soul is one of the one hundred and eight generals of Liangshan in the Water Margin, ranked ninety-sixth, and Li Li, the "urging judge" of Shangying Dinu Star.

Li Li pounced on the knife ghost, hugged it, and before he could react, a back fell and threw it out heavily, and the knife ghost was smashed into the wooden floor of the auction hall like an onion, and suddenly wood chips flew all around, and the seats on the side were also crushed by the air current.

"Boom !!"

The already fragile head of the knife ghost was immediately hit hard, but his head was inserted too deeply, and his four feet fluttered towards the sky, trying to struggle to pull his head out of the floor, but it was only a dying struggle.

"What!?"

Looking at the sudden appearance of the soul, Peng San was shocked, he learned that the details of the Nanshan Society did not mention that this seemingly powerless civilian was also a soul master, and the soul he possessed was still a rare martial arts soul.

"Shoot!"

Du Jing on the second floor saw that the sword ghost was subdued by his own soul Li Li, and immediately ordered to continue to use a strong crossbow to fire the spirit breaking arrow.

Peng San, who had lost the protection of the soul sword and ghost, was immediately exposed to the sight of the crossbowmen and became a living target.

Seeing this scene, the crossbowmen holding special crossbows flashed in their eyes, long before the plan, they were told the reward and punishment mechanism of this mission of the Nanshan Society, as long as they shot Peng Sanyi's arrow, not to mention a large amount of bonuses, even promotions and salary increases were not a problem.

At this time, Peng San is a walking upgrade package in their eyes, and he is not at all the three masters that the three ghosts will be afraid of.

"Huh."

Looking at Peng San, who was constantly moving and dodging, Du Jing was very disdainful, the control of firearms in Qianguo was extremely serious, but the bow and crossbow that was not weak was much more relaxed, especially the strong crossbow that they had improved in Nanshan, the power was not inferior to ordinary firearms at this distance, and it was even much stronger than the power of ordinary pistols.

"Damn!"

Peng San hurriedly dodged, but there were too many arrows above his head, and this auction hall seemed to be specially designed, there was no shelter on the first floor, and it was unreservedly exposed to the vision of the second floor, no matter how he dodged, the crossbowmen on the second floor were clearly visible.

"Poof~~~"

However, in a few breaths, an arrow broke through his spiritual protection and pierced his calf, causing his mobility to plummet.

Seeing this arrow, the eyes of the crossbowmen on the second floor lit up, and they were more confident at the moment, their movements were more rapid, and their attacks were more rapid.