Chapter One Hundred and Five: The Way of the Ghosts

Before he finished speaking, Li Qing suddenly felt a change coming from his back, and looked back with a knife, only to see that it was dark behind him, quiet and empty, Yuan Jiashan and Ayou, who were still behind him just now, there was no one left, all gone!

"Ayou, break the formation. ”

Li Qing was very calm about this, and just called Ayou to break the formation according to the custom, but who would have thought that his call was not responded to at all.

With a frown, the overlord knife in Li Qing's hand was immediately unsheathed, and the majestic and domineering knife intent instantly tore the space in front of him, and the pitch-black environment instantly returned to its original state, and many coffins appeared in front of him again.

Looking at the empty ancestral hall, Li Qing's brows were no longer wrinkled, and Junlang's sword eyebrows were almost squeezed together, because he could feel by sensing that these coffins in front of him were all empty.

"Tricks?"

"Boss, why are you standing there still? Come out quickly, let's kill all the shit together. ”

Without waiting for Li Qing to think about it, a shout came from outside the gate of the ancestral hall, it was Ayou who disappeared from behind him.

Hearing Ayou's shout, Li Qingden laughed, and walked quickly to reach out to him to recruit Ayou.

Just when Li Qing was only one or two steps away from Ayou.

Phew!

A sound of breaking the air suddenly sounded.

Suddenly, a silver light flashed between the two, and Ayou actually held a kunai in his hand and stabbed Li Qing in the chest.

Li Qing didn't care about this at all, at the moment when Ku Wu was imminent, the clothes on his body were windless, and the sharp Ku Wu was blocked outside the clothes just a few times, which was the embodiment of the strength that had been trained by God.

This scene shocked the "Ayou" who wielded the kunai and killed Li Qing with one blow, and the good training made him react immediately, and frantically waved the kunai and stabbed Li Qing around the death holes.

In the face of the bitter black Li Qing, who was about to give birth to a double image, his face did not change, and the overlord knife in his hand was directly unsheathed, and he slashed obliquely from top to bottom, and the bright silver knife light was like a rushing waterfall in the dim ancestral hall, and it was unstoppable with the power of Wan Jun, and the "Ayou" was cut in two from the neck to the waist and crotch with a knife.

The light of the sword like Yuehua had just cut "Ayou" in two, and Li Qing immediately tapped his toes on the ground, and the whole person instantly moved to a coffin in the ancestral hall that looked empty.

With a slash, the knife was slashing, and the entire coffin was cut in two by Li Qing without the slightest resistance.

The coffin fell to the ground, and there was no sound of solid wood colliding, but the sound of the landing was like the sound of a person falling.

In fact, the coffin that fell to the ground in two sections changed when it touched the ground, and under several twists, a pitch-black coffin disappeared, and a strange-looking "person" appeared in front of Li Qing.

"Demon beasts, it's still demon beasts that can change forms, it's a bit interesting. ”

Although he said so, Li Qing also put away his playful mentality, not to mention anything else, just the means of separating him and Ayou just now is worthy of his highest vigilance.

As a martial artist who has come to the end of his strength, Li Qing's sensing ability at this moment is no longer something that ordinary people can imagine, and not being able to add a fly and a feather to fall is just the most basic performance.

As long as he is willing, no movement within a radius of 100 meters can escape his perception, but in this way, he has not been able to find out how Ayou and Yuan Jiashan disappeared, when the ninjas and demon beasts who were just cut by him under the knife were ambushed into the ancestral hall, which is enough to prove how much of the location and people the enemy he needs to face, counting those messy hordes of ghosts, it is not on his side when he can't say it.

In the blink of an eye, Li Qing had already restrained the slightly fluctuating emotions in his heart, and for the opponents who might have taken advantage of the time and place, as well as the people, Li Qing felt that the overlord knife in his hand was slightly eager to try.

After perceiving the ancestral hall carefully, and after finding nothing, Li Qing set off again to walk outside the ancestral hall.

As soon as he stepped out of the ancestral hall, a figure like a mad tiger fiercely killed Li Qing from the darkness, and a fierce murderous aura suddenly shrouded Li Qing's body.

For the sudden assassination, Li Qing's response was the overlord knife in his hand, Yan Fei slashed Yin Yan Yaokong, and the cold and sharp knife light instantly jumped through the darkness and slashed the attacker's head fiercely.

"Bang".

Listening to the sound like a metal clash of metal, Li Qing's face was filled with a hint of curiosity, as long as the overlord knife was cut out, it was invincible, and there was actually a creature that could use its own head to block the blow of the overlord knife?

"Roar, roar, roar......"

In an instant, a figure like a mad tiger pounced towards Li Qing again.

Bang, bang, bang, bell!

A loud metallic resonance resounded in all directions between the two apparitions.

Click!

A thunderbolt swept through the sky, and the two figures who were fighting were suddenly illuminated.

Li Qing, who was holding the sword and holding the Sanshenghua in his arms, although he was moving quickly in a small area at the moment, the corners of his clothes were still not fluttering, and the knife in his hand was more like a paintbrush for painting, elegant and relaxed.

And the mad tiger-like figure on the other side, when facing Li Qing's dense knife curtain like raindrops, although it couldn't completely block the blade from Li Qing, it was not completely powerless to fight back.

Under the light of thunder, Li Qing saw clearly what his opponent really looked like.

"Lu!"

Seeing the opponent's posture clearly, Li Qing suddenly realized why when his overlord knife slashed at the opponent, there would be a sound of gold and iron resonating, instead of breaking his body.

According to the record of "Strange Chronicles", Lu is the essence of the corpse, with a huge and infinite strange power, a body like gold and iron, and a roar like a tiger.

Looking at the gray-black metallic skin all over his body, and the muscles were as thin as the bark of an old tree plucked on his body, Li Qing was worried about Ayou and Yuan Jiashan, who had been separated.

One is his own right-hand man, and the other owes himself three rare treasures, if they also run into Lu, Li Qing doesn't think he still has a chance to meet them.

It seems that he has to move seriously, otherwise after waiting for a while, I am afraid that Yuan Jiashan and Ayou will burp and catch a cold, and when he goes there, he will go there to find a handy horse, and who should he ask for the treasures in his mouth.

Although Li Qing's thinking is always jumping and diverging, he absolutely thinks of it, and the sword flashes with a pale yellow light in an instant, which is the manifestation of Li Qing's sword intent possession.

The silver swallow shrouded in yellow light flickered, and the lun that was rushing towards Li Qing was split in half in half in an instant like mud under the half-moon-shaped sword light.

Smack, smack, smack!

"Good means, good skills, no wonder you were able to make him dare not make the slightest move in Shi Ao a year ago, my beloved father, the master of the great demon beast zhongxing, come out to meet the man you have been thinking about as a great enemy!"