Chapter Ninety-Eight: Re-entering the Ghost Realm
"Whew, when did the little eagle disappear?" Gan Fei flipped to his feet, his mouth was lazy and unimpressed, but his demeanor was obviously quite eager, because he knew that there was only one possibility for Li'er to disappear from this canopy of the sky--- he found the entrance.
Murong Yan also stood up and raised his head in the southwest direction: "That's it, a small gap that is difficult to detect. ”
Everyone looked at each other, but they couldn't see anything unusual at all, Ling Tao suddenly pursed his lips as a whistle, and a loud whistling sound sounded in the quiet four fields, and the sound swirled for a long time.
Almost in response to the whistle, the blue light in the southwest canopy flashed, and Li'er's soaring figure reappeared, but this time it turned around and flew back towards everyone.
"The whistle calling him is good, it's quite loud. With success in sight, Gan Fei's mood became very good, and he was quite excited to joke to Ling Tao: "But I'm afraid that this whistle will also alarm the enemy hiding inside." ”
"Do you think they don't know?" Ling Tao stopped the whistle, raised his arm slightly, and the three-headed harrier eagle spread its wings and fell from mid-air, standing firmly on Ling Tao's arm.
Gan Fei didn't care about Ling Tao's snatching of white, among the heroes of the Three Realms of Demons and Demons present, one was the world's first-rate demon slayer who claimed to have the body of the Five Qi Dynasty, and the other was the best of the three Venerables of the Divine Water, not to mention that there was also an earth spirit general with a source of blood spring on the side, and if these three masters were here, it was the Demon Emperor himself who was here, or the Demon King was restored as before, and he also had the power to fight, not to mention how much the enemy of this Netherworld Blood Spring could do?
"We knew the way, and we were lucky. Let the harrier eagle lead the way, I and the giant man will take you away, but one person carries one, only two people can go in at a time, the first batch of entry, I and the giant eagle return, and then bring a batch, if it is a few times back and forth, you can enter it all. Murong Yan didn't delay, ready to hold Gan Fei.
"Okay, old monster Ling Tao, the first batch of the two of us, you kid can be no worse, if there is any accident, you and I can prevent it as much as possible. Gan Fei pointed at Ling Tao.
Ling Tao smiled and said: "Brother Gan praises falsely, how fortunate is it." ”
"Blackscale Scout, you and your army of sweepers are advanced in batches with high skills. Gan Fei even commanded Twilight Juezi on his behalf.
Twilight Juezi nodded silently, looked at Ling Tao, and said in his heart that the demon slayer really didn't treat himself as an outsider, but even Ling Tao Divine Venerable didn't express his dissatisfaction, so he had nothing to say.
"I'm counting the second batch, and I'm going in with this old mullet. Yan Haozi patted his skinny chest, unwilling to be left behind.
"No, rat, you don't have to go in. ”
Gan Fei's words surprised Yan Haozi, and in a hurry, he couldn't help but burst out with a string of foul words: "Let your mother's swine fever fart, fat dick, what's the matter?
Gan Fei shook his head and patted Yan Haozi on the shoulder: "It's because I don't want to be a hero that I left you to take care of you outside." None of us knew what was going on in this Nine Ghost Realm, and although I was full of confidence, I couldn't guarantee that it would be okay. Think about it at that time, in the Moon Spirit Ghost Realm, and when there was also the season of Pingtao City Dock, there was you, the talisman spirit outside, in case you had to take shelter for a while, Lingying Dafa would be of great use. ”
This is reasonable, and it is also a safe measure just in case, Yan Haozi opened his mouth half-open, and couldn't find a reason to oppose it for a while, so he could only admit it reluctantly.
Ling Tao looked Gan Fei up and down with strange eyes as if he knew Gan Fei for the first time.
Gan Fei stretched out his hand for Murong Yan to hold, and grinned at Ling Tao: "What do you want me to do?"
"I can't imagine that I have always thought that you acted bravely and recklessly, why are you so cautious today?" Ling Tao stretched out his hand to Zhang Yan, but Zhang Yan didn't pick it up, and grabbed his waist, making Ling Tao stunned.
"It's not that I have suffered too much, and I don't dare to be careless. Before Gan Fei's sigh of distress was finished, Li'er had already flown out, and Murong Yan and Zhang Yan immediately twisted their bodies, carrying Gan Fei and Ling Tao, turning into two blue lights that followed.
Yan Haozi's voice came from the ground from afar, but the sound of the wind blowing in his face only made Gan Fei faintly hear a small part: "...... Dick, if ...... Third...... Start ......"
This is the second time since the Moon Spirit Ghost Realm that Gan Fei has set foot in the territory of the ghost clan, that time, the scene of rescuing Mei Yu and the lonely goose Mo Yu Mei has made him still haunted by his dreams to this day, so this time, what kind of ending awaits him?
The dim canopy of heaven was like a rapidly rotating and distorted space, and it suddenly pressed against Gan Fei's head, and he could already faintly smell the fishy smell......
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"Damn, where did the bald donkey come from?" Duan Fu spat at the young monk who appeared at the head of the city, not realizing that his head was also like a chicken egg.
Shan Siji's reaction was very fast, and before Duan Fu could give a command, his curved blade scimitar had already flown out of his hand, and the rosary thrown by the young monk emitted a shield of five-colored brilliance, but it could only play a role in resisting the occult magic, and in the face of the simplest attack in the world, it seemed to have no effect.
Sure enough, the scimitar pierced through the light and shadow curtain, and a yellow light flashed in the thorn when it was about to reach the young monk's neck.
This time, the arc blade scimitar failed to return to his hand after going around in a circle, Shan Siji's eyes widened, and he was surprised to see that the yellow light turned into a slender middle-aged man with a gloomy face, firmly pinched the curved blade scimitar, and looked at Shan Siji's face coldly.
The other party's gaze made Shan Siji shudder, and before he could speak, the middle-aged man raised his hand, and the curved scimitar flew towards Shan Siji's face door with a more aggressive force.
"When!" The Bone Remnant Knife struck at the scimitar blade with strength, sending the curved scimitar far away. Shan Siji's heart trembled, this was the king who personally intervened to save his life, otherwise with the oncoming speed of the scimitar, he would not be able to dodge it anyway.
"His grandmother's, it's really evil!" Duan Fu immediately rejected the wings, and his eagle-like eyes stared at the middle-aged man: "The other party actually has a monster to help?"
Monster Shan Siji gathered his mind for a while, looked with bated breath, and sure enough, he saw that there was a faint black aura behind the middle-aged man, but the young monk beside him turned a blind eye, still chanting and casting spells with a Buddha's light on his face, and the ironclad sergeant was drastically decreasing.
"A prisoner, the monk and the demon have gone all the way, what the hell is this world?" Yuwen Zhi, the leader of the Qishan Thief Xiaobu Village on the side, scolded viciously, and the thunder battle axe in his hand was raised.
"They have the mana to restrain the Soul Refining Army, it's time for us to go. Duan Fu refused to defend himself on horseback like a fierce tiger ready to attack, and raised his bone and blood knife high, and at the same time ordered: "Mo Ruohan, Ma Kang, you two watch the rear team, you can't give me orders, don't attack rashly, wait until we slaughter these guys." ”
Mo Ruohan and Ma Kang are the main and deputy leaders of the Qishan Bandit Rui Cavalry Village, both have experience in commanding the army, and now there are two thousand soul refining ironclad troops in the city to pieces, in the face of the monks and monsters and the like, it is better not to expose their shortcomings and send the remaining six thousand ironclad troops into the tiger's mouth, things are born, it is precisely these Qishan thieves who are mostly brave in the world are the biggest weapons to deal with those demons.
After slaughtering the other party, and then making the soul refining army attack the city, Duan Fu refused to calculate very clearly, the sound of the command was still in his ears, and his body was like an arrow from the string, leaping up from the horse, throwing a slender rope in his hand, putting it on the battlements, and slashing at the young monk.
The other Qishan robbers did not refuse to take advantage of the strength, and immediately jumped off their horses, each with their own methods, and rushed to the city pass with great momentum.
Duan Fu refused to hang in the air, but with a sweep of his eyes, he had already seen the other party's situation. Except for the young monk and the monster who incarnated as a middle-aged man, the number of reinforcements on the other side was not much, that is, a few warriors with fierce expressions and a white-robed young man standing side by side with the heroic young man at the head of the city.
What can I do about the yellow-mouthed widow who hasn't grown his hair? But that monk is very good, his Dharma cultivation is really powerful, and the yin spirit and ghost are almost powerless to fight back, and if he is not killed early, the entire soul refining army is useless.
The plot was only a short moment of flying with the help of his strength, and in a moment, the wings of the young monk were already overthrown, and the gray cloth of the young monk was in front of him.
Hold on to the ground, watch this king take your head! Duan Fu rejects the winged golden knife and breaks through the air, and the momentum is like thunder falling for nine days.
The yellow light flashed, and the middle-aged man beside the young monk suddenly lost his figure, and between his breaths, Duan Fu felt that the wind in his ears was different, he was really skilled, and the bone remnant knife turned his hand and slashed obliquely at an unbelievable angle, and it was actually slashed in the empty space beside him.
With a muffled sound of air currents colliding, the figure of the middle-aged man reappeared with the knife wind, just covering half of his face, stumbling back a few steps, and standing unsteadily.
"Wu Weiwei!" The warriors behind exclaimed in unison, taking advantage of this moment, Duan Fu had already jumped onto the city, and without stopping for a moment, the bone and blood knife slashed at the young monk.
The young monk did not dare to be careless, and the pearl was more radiant, and a faint wall of qi was shielded in front of him.
"Master, be careful! this guy's strength is strange!" the middle-aged man reminded loudly, blood gushing from between his fingers covering his face.
The tip of the knife was blocked by the wall of qi, but it only slowed down slightly, and then it still slashed at the young monk's body quickly.
The chanting stopped suddenly, the five-colored light suddenly dimmed, and Duan Fu refused to sneer: "With you, the little bald donkey is hiding quickly!"
The golden knife slashed only the afterimage of the gray monk's robe, and the young monk had already retreated when he could not make a move, and a few pieces of gray cloth fell faintly, this time it was really extremely dangerous, as long as it was a little slow for half an instant, it was the doom of breaking the body.
However, under the attack of Duan Fu's rejection wings, the young monk's spell to dispel the ghosts and ghosts of the ironclad army was also dissipated, and the five-colored brilliance at the head of the city quickly disappeared, and the remaining ironclad soldiers retreated to the city, avoiding the scope of the previous Dharma.
"The occult arts can't break me, the demon law can't get close to me, and the brave martial arts can't beat me, how can you deal with it?" Duan Fu knew that his strategy had succeeded, and the neat slashing of the demon warrior in front of Li Xiaoshan proved this, and what he had always pursued was not this kind of supreme prestige that made the enemy helpless and helpless?
"Thieves are rampant, look at me Zhong Linbo coming to meet you!" The young samurai, who looked the strongest in his hand, rushed over like a cheetah.
Duan Fu refused to laugh, held the knife with one hand, looked at the coming momentum, and poked at the flaw where Zhong Linbo stepped forward, Zhong Linbo avoided sideways, and did not prevent Duan Fu from rejecting the wing to change the poke to slash, the speed of the change was incredible, fortunately, Zhong Linbo was good at martial arts, covered the frame with a long sword, and rolled on the ground, and finally managed to avoid this move.
Wu Ling still covered his face, his eyes sharply watched Duan Fuyi's every move, he used to be a demon envoy who waded through the dust, but he never thought that he would be injured by this vicious Qishan thief in one move, and the magic of teleportation failed to hide the perception of the other party, and also left a wound on his face. The other party is not only skilled in swordsmanship and superb in martial arts, Wu Ling can also detect the strange aura that emanates from Duan Fu's body that looks like a demon but not a demon, and looks like a ghost but not a ghost.
This side of the Xiang Zhong Lin Bo has been fighting with Duan Fu Rejection Wing, he was originally the Dongyang County Siji Sima, he had heard of Qishan Thief's notoriety, and his conceited skills can also be regarded as a rare master in the martial arts. How do you know that Duan Fu is strong in his wings, and his sword skills are extremely exquisite, and when the battle is not long, Zhong Linbo has already lost his left and right, and he is at a loss.
The other Qishan robbers either climbed the wall and climbed, or borrowed their strength to jump, and they had all come to the city at this time, as soon as Zhan Yi looked up, he saw Zhuo Li, who was looking at him coldly, Xie Xuan, where would he put this little white face in his eyes, hehe sneered, and with a move in his hand, he wanted the other party's life within one move.
Liu Gaozhi was shocked, seeing that Zhan Yi was coming fiercely, he hurriedly swung the ring head knife, just opened the posture, and suddenly felt the strong wind on the side, and when he looked at it, he saw that the long sword behind Xie Xuan had come out of the sheath at some point, and the tip of the sword was submerged into Zhan Yi's throat, Zhan Yi's eyes were bulging, until Xie Xuan's hand shook and the long sword was withdrawn, and Zhan Yi fell down on all fours.
Seeing life and death in one move, it was just the opposite of Zhan Yi's expectation, Xie Xuan only took the life of the giant thief Qiang Liang in the rampant pass with just one sword.
How could this young man like a noble boy have such swordsmanship? Liu Gaozhi looked at Xie Xuan in a daze, not only greatly admiring and envious, but also admiring him even more.
Who could actually kill Zhan Yi, one of the four masters of Xiaobu Village? Duan Fu still had room to wink at it, and when he saw that it was the white-robed young man who had not been in his eyes before, he was even more heartbroken, this son should not be underestimated, and the other party may not be vulnerable.
In the middle of his heart, he suddenly felt that the strength of his face suddenly intensified, and the sword shadow fluttered, and it was impossible to tell. Duan Fu was shocked, this kind of skill was definitely not possessed by Zhong Linbo, who was barely supported by himself, and the other party had another hidden master.
Duan Fu refused to do everything he could in his life, the golden knife was horizontally sealed and covered, and at the same time he quickly retreated, and the sword and the blade struck each other, shocking him so much that he almost couldn't hold the handle of the knife.
"Cumber, this thief has been handed over to you. Xie Xuan smiled, and as soon as he changed his hand, the long sword was precisely inserted into the scabbard behind his back.
Duan Fu was frightened into a cold sweat, and finally stabilized his figure, put away his original arrogant smile, and looked solemnly at an old man in a green robe with a crown on his head and a burly physique standing in front of him.