"Whoosh", the sound of the arrow breaking through the air came into her ears, Mo Yumei opened her eyes that had been closed in despair, and a hideous and ugly drooling face in front of her fell to the sky with a handleless arrow, and the movements of a group of ghost-faced disciples who frantically tore their clothes were also stagnant.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh......" arrows flew like meteors, and before Mo Yumei could react, one after another, one by one, the ghost-faced disciples fell down with arrows, and the remaining ghost-faced disciples shouted and scattered in all directions, looking in astonishment in the direction where the arrows came from.

"It's time to savior!" Mo Yumei was overjoyed in her heart, and looked sideways at the eyes of those ghost-faced disciples.

A cliff stretched out diagonally from the side of the mountain, and a man bent his bow and arrows, half-kneeling on the cliff. Dressed in brown coarse linen clothes, his physique looked very strong, and his bow and arrows blocked most of his face, so that he couldn't see what he looked like.

But looking at this shirt, Mo Yumei felt familiar, and her mind turned around, and she suddenly remembered that a few days ago, when she was walking on the road, she saw several samurai with swords on their backs and horses giving way to the side of the road, and two of them were wearing the same clothes as this person, with brown shirts and short plackets.

Under the blood-colored half-moon, Mingyue Niangniang asked coldly: "Who is it?

The brown-shirted warrior still maintained the posture of bending his bow and arrows, and slowly stood up, the tip of the arrow was still pointed at the ghost-faced disciples who were retreating to the side, and suddenly compared with the ghost-faced disciples, who were shocked, and they all roared and took a few steps back.

The brown-shirted strong man Ha Luha smiled and put away his bow and arrows: "Virtue! Scared like this? It's a shame to be a ghost! No, it's a ghost!" he said, jumped and landed in front of Mo Yumei. A puff of green smoke rose from the feet of the brown-shirted man, for some unknown reason.

Mo Yumei listened to the man's loud and powerful voice, the momentum was extraordinary, the thick back was in front of him, and he saw that he was carrying a long knife with a wide blade and a cluster of quivers behind his back, and his heart was wide, he had suffered too many unbelievable and strange things today, and the original competitive and fierce swordsman's mentality had turned into the despair of an ordinary woman after the worst, and now the rescuer came to the rescue, and he unconsciously produced a sense of dependence.

"Great, if it weren't for your spiritual power to break through the body, I wouldn't have found a way to enter here. The brown-shirted man suddenly turned his head and said to Mo Yumei.

Mo Yumei looked at the man in front of her, always twenty-seven or eighteen years old, her face was red, her two angry eyebrows were awe-inspiring, her eyes were shining, and her cheeks were full of beard and halberd.

The brown-shirted strong man saw Mo Yumei, but he was also stunned, he didn't expect that the one in front of him turned out to be a woman, and it was also a beautiful woman with a slender body, staring at it for a while, and his eyes naturally slid to Mo Yumei's chest.

Mo Yumei didn't understand what the man said, and then looked at his eyes, first she was slightly surprised, and then suddenly she realized that her clothes were torn by those ghost-faced disciples, and she was already unclothed, especially the placket on her chest, revealing a piece of snow-white skin.

Mo Yumei is a member of the Ding Ling clan, without the shyness of the many daughters of the Han family, and the bold temperament of practicing martial arts, seeing him looking at his chest, he simply straightened up, proudly Shuangfeng almost wanted to break out of his shirt, and his eyes looked at the man calmly.

The brown-shirted man's eyes opened in amazement, and his breath was suffocating.

"Kill them first, and then you'll see them. "Mo Yumei was almost humiliated by these ghost-faced disciples, and now she is saved, the ruthless mentality of the swordsman in the past has risen again, in addition to her strong swordsmanship, she is also very good at using her beauty to drive men to work for herself, since this brown-shirted man looks like a soul grant, then why don't you use this trick?

The brown-shirted man was stunned, his eyes suddenly returned to clarity, his head tilted, and he said proudly: "Of course I want to kill them, but not to see you!"

Mingyue Niangniang had already floated in, standing behind a group of ghost-faced disciples: "What a pair of dog men and women!

The brown-shirted man raised his eyebrows, turned his head, and looked at Mingyue Niangniang angrily: "Let your mother's swine fever fart!"

Seeing the gesture of the brown-shirted strong man, Mo Yumei only felt a flower in front of him behind him, and he didn't know what technique he used, he quickly took out the arrows from the quiver behind his back, and then the arrows continued to shoot at the ghost-faced disciples in front of him.

Mo Yumei's heart was dark, this kind of technique may only be able to reach Han Li, who is a thunder frightening falcon, in the Great Sima Mansion, and I am afraid that he is not as good as him. Han Li is an outstanding figure among the five brave warriors in the Central Plains, but where did this brown-shirted man come out of nowhere, can he have such a strong martial arts?

The ghost-faced disciples were shot down more than a dozen people in an instant, and each arrow was nailed to the center of the eyebrows of a ghost-faced disciple, and it was extremely accurate. Mingyue Niangniang flicked her sleeves and shook away the arrows that shot at her, and flew back.

"Ha Luha, look at you, a little female ghost, can have such spiritual power?" The brown-shirted strong man finished a series of arrows, standing on the ground with high spirits, and the ghost-faced disciples who were shot down had turned into flying ashes, and the light dust floated, like light smoke. But it turned out that the green smoke from before was the death of the ghost-faced disciples.

Mo Yumei now understands everything, these ghost-faced disciples, as well as this Mingyue Niangniang, they are not cult demons, they are ghosts, the legendary hideous and terrifying, cannibalistic ghosts.

Mingyue Niangniang suddenly laughed when she ate: "I didn't expect that I gathered people here for food, and I didn't involve the mortal world, and I actually attracted a demon slayer." ”

Mo Yumei was surprised in her heart: "What kind of demon slayer?

The brown-shirted strong man exaggerated his surprised expression: "You have eyesight, you actually know that Dao Ye is a demon slayer?" Then his tone changed, and his tone became more gloomy: "Then you still don't run?"

As soon as the words fell, the brown-shirted warrior had already pulled out the broad-bladed long knife behind his back, and his body was like an arrow off the string, and he jumped in front of Mingyue Niangniang, and the broad-bladed long knife flashed a cold cold light, and under the reflection of the blood moon, it actually refracted a strange and gorgeous light, and cut the neck of Mingyue Niangniang.

Mo Yumei thought that Helian had wanted to cut off the neck of this bright moon demon woman before, but it was completely useless, and now she had died a tragic death, and her heart couldn't help but feel sad.

Mingyue Niangniang seemed to be very afraid of this broad-bladed long knife, and quickly retreated, and at the same time, with a finger of the void in both hands, two silver air currents hit the armpit of the brown-shirted strong man left and right.

Mo Yumei has seen the power of this Bright Moon Niangniang's Void Finger, the Sharp Flipper Evil Eagle and the Water Attack Riverbird are all killed under her Void Finger, that is, herself, and she is also Void Finger, firmly fixed on the cliff.

Mo Yumei really wanted to go up and help, she was always a swordsman with strong martial arts, although she wanted to use the man to save her life, but the two sides fought, but she didn't have any reason to watch from the wall, but after struggling for a while, her legs still seemed to be unconscious, and she couldn't move.

Accompanied by the silver air current, the remaining dozens of ghost-faced disciples on both sides also roared and rushed towards the brown-shirted strong man.

The broad-bladed broadsword suddenly drew a circle with dexterity when the silver air flow was about to reach the body, and the air flow touched the blade and shattered instantly, and at the same time, the blade showed a sharp edge, cutting the approaching ghost-faced disciples into two.

Black blood was splattered all over the ground, and the ghost-faced disciples who had been cut in two were still swinging their bodies in a pool of blood, but instead of rushing to the brown-shirted man, they crawled backwards in panic.

The sword-wielding sword of the brown-shirted warrior was not stopped, and it quickly and incoherently slashed at the heavenly spirits of those ghost-faced disciples who were crawling back, and the screams of the ghost-faced disciples were so loud that they all turned into green smoke and dissipated.

The brown-shirted strong man looked at Mingyue Niangniang, who was dodging his attack, smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth, and flicked his left index finger on the door of his head a few times: "I know the way, killing ghosts, you have to kill the heavenly spirit of the brain." ”...,

The scars on Mingyue Niangniang's cheeks caused by Mo Yumei's flying sword were extremely dazzling, but at this moment, she still sneered: "There are a lot of people who know the way, Demon Slayer." More ghost-faced disciples rushed out of the black palace, but they didn't dare to approach the brown-shirted strong man, so they could only let out a low roar and gather around Mingyue Niangniang.

The brown-shirted strong man slashed his sword, and said loudly: "I also know that ordinary ghosts don't have the ability to **, unless they have great mana, but how do these vulnerable little ghosts get it?"

Being eaten by a ghost** and then being eaten, what would a woman feel like, Mo Yumei felt nauseous and chills when she thought about it, fortunately, before all this happened, she was saved by this man, thinking of this, Mo Yumei couldn't help but be very grateful to this man, although when he looked at his chest, he was a little confused, but which man is not lustful? Mo Yumei was suddenly stunned, at this moment, what was she thinking?

Mingyue Niangniang laughed again: "That's naturally Ben Niangniang's magical powers, how about it? Do you want to try it? Just use that woman, I'll give you this magic trick, I'll let you her when you're happy, it's very different from the usual taste." ”

Mo Yumei was furious, this Mingyue Niangniang was indeed an extremely perverted female ghost, thinking of her method of killing Helian Jue, she really shuddered, and suddenly felt a little worried, what if this man couldn't withstand this kind of bewitchment?

The brown-shirted man snorted lightly: "Let your mother's swine fever fart, you are such an unbearable person?"

Mingyue Niangniang sneered: "Then why do you ask this?"

The brown-shirted man pointed at his sword: "I want to know which side of the ghost you are!

"Aha, the things of men and women, endless happiness, how despicable?" Mingyue Niangniang obviously wanted to continue to tempt.

The brown-shirted man didn't say much, and the big knife swung sharply, and the knife burst out, and slashed at Mingyue Niangniang's neck.

Mingyue Niangniang leaned to dodge, and the sword of the brown-shirted warrior lifted a puddle of black blood, and the heads of several ghosts were thrown into the air.

"Demon Slayer, that's all you can do? Mingyue Niangniang seemed to have figured out the number of swordsman's sword skills of the brown-shirted man, and it was very easy to avoid it, and she was proud, and she teased her.

The brown-shirted strong man Dadao still maintained the posture of slashing just now, and the corners of his mouth smiled again, looking at Mingyue Niangniang: "Are you sure?"

Mingyue Niangniang was stunned, and the expression of this brown-shirted strong man made her feel a little uneasy.

Unexpectedly, the brown-shirted warrior did not make any further attacks, but put away his broad-bladed broadsword and took it behind his back.

"Don't fight?" Mingyue Niangniang wanted to ask, but the strange performance of the other party made her decide to wait and see what happened.

The brown-shirted man had already turned around and walked towards Mo Yumei on the edge of the cliff.

"Before you turn into ashes, you might as well tell where you came from, of course, say it or not, whatever you want. The brown-shirted man's tone was very calm, and he didn't look at Mingyue Niangniang again, as if he was talking to an irrelevant person.

In an instant, a long knife mark appeared under Mingyue Niangniang's neck, and black blood splattered from under the knife mark. The ghost-faced disciples on the side shouted in panic and rushed to Mingyue Niangniang's side.

"You...... When did you ......" Mingyue Niangniang clutched her neck and screamed in disbelief, her voice already muffled.

The brown-shirted man didn't answer, in fact, when he got up and slashed diagonally just now, the blade had already penetrated through Mingyue Niangniang's neck, and the strength exploded, and it only appeared now, but Mingyue Niangniang was still smug and thought that she had dodged the past.

What a fast knife!

The first time is a temptation, and the second is a killing move. The conversation with Mingyue Niangniang was just a kind of ridicule with the victory in hand.

Mingyue Niangniang prostrate on the ground, and asked vaguely: "The one who killed me...... What's the name?"

The brown-shirted man stopped, this time he was about to respond, turned around leisurely, and raised his thumb to himself: "To pray for the sweetness of the rain, there is the Feizi gentleman's Fei." Gan Fei, a disciple of Jing Chuqian's family, is also. ”

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