"You...... You don't know what to do, you dare to refuse my proposal, I have to educate you for Brother Haonan!" The man's face was cold, and more than a dozen gray-green rays of light swam in his soul, and it seemed confusing in the darkness, and a gray-green mist filled the surface of the earth at some point, gradually filling the entire tomb.

"Don't you be in a hurry to shout and kill, Daoyou, I don't know your name yet?" Paul touched his head, feeling the blood boiling sword intent, his heart was settled, he suddenly realized that as soon as he injected soul power, the sword would appear and condense in his hand.

"Wang Haohuang!" The man raised his chin very proudly, and glanced at him with an evil spirit, fierce sparks danced in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a sneer, and he looked down on the little Taoist priest in front of him.

"What, tease me, Wang is so panicked, you panic your sister! I didn't do anything, what are you to panic about?!" Paul pouted with a depressed face, feeling bad, why did he casually ridicule his name, he was not a good stubble, he launched a rush, God knows what the consequences will be, in case Hula summons a large group of people, how can he withstand it, isn't this where the muzzle of the gun is facing, where is he going?!

It's not right to ridicule and ridicule other people's appearances and names at will, and you can't make similar mistakes in the future, you have to change it!

"Bastard, you...... You are killing yourself, all those who ridicule my name have only one end, and that is to become my toy, the very sexual kind!" Wang Haohuang was furious, his face became more and more cold, and his eyes almost wanted to spew out phantom fire.

"This ...... Is it too late for me to apologize now?!...... Why are you so perverted?!" Paul's back suddenly tightened, thinking of the master who had been kicked off the cliff by himself, and he couldn't imagine how hard he would have to live in the future if he was defeated!

Fortunately, I still have backup, although I can't help much, but I also sent the sword, presumably those two magic weapons will be sent later, the canyon is my home, I hope that the giant uncle can enter the nightmare tomb, three times five divided by two to solve the enemies here, and end their lair.

Now it seems that he can only fight to the end with gritted teeth and pouting his ass, hoping that he can defeat him, before a large number of people come to Hulala.

"Perverted?!Perverted life doesn't need to explain anything to you, you will understand it later, especially at night in the barrel!" Wang Haohuang saw him with a panicked look, and smiled very evilly.

"Let's talk about it then, I want to know now if you have called other helpers, such as Uncle Wang, hey, by the way, do you have any disciples or grandchildren?" Paul wanted to delay a little longer, wait another second, wait another second, wait and wait, maybe there will be a shield and a love rolling in his soul.

But in this case, there are pros and cons, your side is always alone, at most there are three more magic weapons, and the other party may throw a cannon battle, and a large group of people will appear under black pressure.

"You...... What do you say, delay time, the longer you delay, the more you can't escape from the palm of my hand, when the time comes, you will understand, my charm you can't resist, especially at night, oh, in the blink of an eye, swallowing you in the scream, you can't breathe, I hate to tell me out loud immediately, you are willing to be for me, you are willing to forget my name for me, even if it is another year, you have to stay in my arms......"

"Oh, it's not a pity to lose the world!" Paul had just taken over the conversation, and was about to finish singing the song that Zhuang Xinyan had taught him in one breath, who would have thought that an extremely arrogant cry suddenly sounded in the tomb, and suddenly the feelings accumulated in his heart were instantly scattered and crushed, leaving only a black line on his face.

Quack!

Thirteen skeletons dressed in ghostly armor and holding the Soul Breaking Sword took extremely arrogant steps, making a sound similar to that of a duck, and after a few slight sounds, they swept across in the blink of an eye.

Paul didn't dare to jump from the top of the tomb, he jumped directly into the dark blue mist, he swam to the top of the skeleton's head, touched the door of his head with his left hand, raised his right hand, and the sword was impressively revealed, the whole body was like pulp, and the blood was hot.

The moment Paul's battle intent was held in the sword, he was extremely strong, as if he was possessed by a fierce general, he suddenly tore off the manifested robe, went into battle shirtless, and jumped into the group of skeletons.

His body shook slightly, avoiding the twenty-six sword shadows, and the sword swung into the wind, slashing at the heads of the three skeletons, the skull shattered into several petals, and his left hand reached out in a flash, and took the object in his head, the Stygian Stone.

With a light throw, three dark stones fell into the soul, and he continued to rush forward, but was grabbed by a dozen skeletons on the calf, and at this time, there was a sword shadow shimmering, and helplessly, the body drew a vague arc at the speed of dodging bullets, and his feet spun and broke his hand bones.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wang Haohuang made a slight noise in his mouth, and the gray-green thin line that was as faint as smoke flashed a few times, swept over the heads of several skeletons, flew towards Paul, and spun a few times before tying up Paul.

At this moment, the sword rolled up like a twisted flower, and after being compressed to the extreme, it ejected a long sword body, and with a slash, the thin lines broke into several with a bang.

Suddenly, a few more thin lines were shot at a slight whistle, and with lightning speed, they were about to bind Paul again.

At this moment, Paul, who was already curling and circling, only destroyed three skeletons, and ten skeletons rattled strangely, wielding the Soul Breaker Sword, not hoping to kill him, but to trap and cut him.

Paul suddenly understood that this kind of combat was too passive, and that he had to take advantage of his speed, use lightning speed to move around, and fight flexibly instead of being stuck in one place.

Thinking of this, Paul disappeared on the spot, and the skeletons were suddenly confused, why did this person disappear, is he dead, or is he dead?

Wang Haohuang also carefully perceived the tomb, it was strange, how could a person disappear out of thin air? No, no matter how fast the soul was, it would not be possible to disappear out of thin air! Unless he was a ghost!

"Something is wrong! Will the ghost appear in the Nightmare Tomb, isn't it supposed to be in the Netherworld?" Wang Haohuang searched the tomb again, and could not really perceive Paul's trace.

It's a la-la-la-la-la-

The skull of a skeleton shattered, and Paul took out the stone in a flash of lightning, and just as the skeleton rushed over in a frenzy, wielding the Soul Breaker Sword and slashing, it flashed again, and Paul disappeared without a trace.

The whistle beeped and peeled, and the silk threads continued to erupt from the mouth, scattered in the front and back of the skeleton, as if waiting for the rabbit, and cut it into pieces and slices in one fell swoop.

At this moment, Paul's figure suddenly descended on the top of the skull's head, kicked a skull with a big kick, twisted the soles of his feet into a ball, clamped the stone of the underworld, and the leg stretched to the side of his mouth like a horse, and with a gentle send, the stone fell into his mouth.

At the moment when his figure appeared, the whistle was extremely sharp, and the thin line swept wildly, Paul suddenly shrank into the shadow of the sword, and the sword shook continuously, picking out the remaining five dark stones, whooshing, the dark stones flew into Paul's soul under the provocation of the burning sword.