In other words, this pine and cypress were smashed out by the ghost king's fist, knocking down the courtyard wall, only to see bricks all over the ground, Qingqiu was finally rescued, but found that his face was full of blood, as if he had saved the wrong person, so he wiped his face with his sleeve, and couldn't help but be a little surprised.

It turned out that this person was none other than his master Yu Pi, and I saw his slight eyes, dry lips and cough twice, and his breath came to his face.

"Master, it's you? Your mouth stinks! I feel dizzy, where is this uncle?, why are you here?" Qingqiu looked puzzled, turned his head and covered his nose and asked.

"Do you think I want to? I don't know which bastard just now, he bumped into me and knocked me here, and I want to ask if you can see the person clearly, I have to teach him a lesson!

"Master, Master!" I saw a few disciples coming in from outside the courtyard wall, shaking Master Yupi, Qingqiu slowly stood up and looked around.

I saw a figure leaping away from the top of the main hall, the target must be this ghost king, but seeing this forward somersault, Qingqiu recognized this person, it was the uncle Songbai who was looking for!

"Uncle Shi, why did you run up to the roof? What the hell is going on?" Qingqiu chased a few steps away, shouting at the person flying overhead.

Songbai turned his head, his eyes were still slightly open, just a smile, waving the golden sword to break through the sky, and the sword waves rolled towards the ghost king.

The ghost king rode a one-horned bison, running in the crowd unscrupulously, only to see this big monster coming, everyone retreated one after another, too late to escape or slow runners, instantly stepped on the feet into meat paste, the scene is quite tragic Yes!

Xuan Ming Zhenren swung out a few sword waves, somersaulted backwards, and came to the front of this Qingyun, so he helped him up from the ground: "Hurry up and ask the disciples to set up a formation, maybe there is a glimmer of hope, otherwise you can only stand and wait for death." ”

Qingyun stood up, nodded at Master Xuan Ming Zhenren, and then took a leap forward and chased after the defeated Daoists.

Xuan Ming Zhenren just turned around, only to see this "whoosh" knife coming, the clothes on his arms were cut, and bright red blood flowed down.

Xuan Ming Zhenren did a somersault backwards, only to see this right hand wave, the sword wave rushed away, and several white bone ghost pawns in front of him exploded instantly, and a burst of smoke filled the eyes.

Xuan Ming Zhenren tore off the corner of his shirt, bit it in his mouth and bandaged it, then he clenched the sword in his hand again, and jumped up, only to see the sword wave bursting, and once again towards the ant-like ghost pawn on the ground.

"Bang bang bang" This explosion sounded, and I saw that this pile of white bones was blown up all over the sky, and the bones flew out everywhere, and the white bone ghost pawns behind seemed to be fearless, continuing to wave steel knives and spears, and continued to come to the front.

I saw that on Yun Wu's side, the women threw away the swords in their hands, hovered in the air, and suddenly turned into a lot of sharp swords, one by one like arrows off the string, and went towards the white bone ghost, and immediately their heads were cut off, and some were cut off their right legs, struggling on the ground.

"Master, the disciples I have already summoned, these little ghost pawns will be handed over to us, you go and help the master uncle Zu deal with the ghost king!" Qingqiu brought all the disciples over and spread out the sword array one by one, only to see the peach wood sword flying out one after another, and the ghost pawn fell to the ground again.

Xuan Ming Zhenren nodded, and then one of them rose into the air, only to see him wave the sword in his hand and fly towards the Ghost King again.

"Hahaha! You ghost guy, last time I killed my master in tears and blood, I didn't expect to be released by someone this time, you don't seem to have grown?" I saw that in the woods on the left, a black shadow in a green shirt flew through the air, wielding a sword and stabbing the ghost king directly.

"Senior Brother, can it be regarded as looking forward to you? What about Senior Brother Xuanyue? Why didn't you see coming?" Xuan Ming Zhenren swung out a wave of swords, but saw a person flying out of the woods, and recognized at a glance that it was his master, Songbai's master Xuanji Zhenren is also!

"Hahaha! Senior Brother Xuanming! In the past thirty years, I can't imagine that you and I are gray-haired, this ghost guy is still so strong, it's just that this speed seems to have slowed down!" Xuanji Zhenren smiled, clasped his hands into fists and said.

"I used my nirvana just now, and I gave him another move (Yueming slowly urged), otherwise we wouldn't be able to get close at all, let alone destroy him. Xuan Ming Zhenren waved the sword in his hand, only to see a few big moves go out again, and the sword waves rolled towards the ghost king.

"Hahaha! You're all here, I'm going to join in the fun!" I saw that this disciple had just come out of the woods and surrounded the ghosts, and there was a desolate coughing sound from the path in the woods on the right.

It turned out that the person flying from the right was the uncle of Songbai, and Xuanyue of Qingyuan Mountain was also! Although he was six years younger than Xuanming Zhenren, this spirit and spirit could not be compared at all, and it was simply judged that the two of them were also!

"Senior Brother Xuanyue, I didn't expect you to come too, I heard that you didn't go to the junior brother's birthday, just because your health is not good, you can't imagine that the teacher is in trouble, you really brought your disciple here?" Xuanming Zhenren was a little moved, first, the senior brother should not meet again, and the second is that this junior brother dragged his sick body, and he also wanted to contribute to the teacher, and he couldn't help but wet his eyes with tears.

"Master, is it really you? This farewell Hengcang has been more than a year, I didn't expect to meet here, where are you, Master?" Songbai waved a few swords out, then turned his eyes closed and fell to the ground, waving his left hand and groping his words.

"What's wrong with him? Why are his eyes closed? Can't he really see me?"

"Alas, it's my fault! Someone was plotting in the hallway, and when I saw him, his face was covered with lime powder, alas! Xuan Ming Zhenren stretched out his arms, flew down to Songbai's side, shook his head and sighed.

Xuanji Zhenren sighed, and then moved his steps, only to see him wave a palm behind the pine and cypress, and the palm on his back suddenly emitted a burst of white smoke.

"You stupid boy, you can't see with your eyes, you will go back to Hengcang, and you still have to listen to the argument and deal with the ghost king, why are you bothered?"

"Don't worry, Master, I'm not in the way, I just can't open my eyes for the time being, I'm waiting for someone, maybe you all want to meet, but he doesn't want to see your person?"

"Hahaha! Tell me who this person is? I'd love to meet them. Xuanji Zhenren stroked the beard of his chin, raised his head and laughed.

"Who do you see who those two are?" Xuan Ming Zhenren waved his right hand, only to see that Xuan Ji Zhenren saw this phantom of Fei Wu fighting with the Ghost King, and his face suddenly changed, and the saber in his hand fell to the ground......