"Senior brother, be careful. Shen Tu smiled and said A few years have passed, Shen Tu is still a young man, refreshing, clean clothes, not like a person from the Demon Gate, but a little like a teenager in the mortal world, who has just passed the coming-of-age ceremony.

Xu Cheng's neutral face, with a hint of demonic aura on it, some boys and women, but not a hint of women's feelings, but a sense of indifference and detachment, at this moment, the duel between the two suddenly attracted the eyes around them.

Li An is also under the ring.

Between the palms of his hands, a small chain was playing, and it could be seen that every connection on the chain was covered with delicate and delicate little skeletons, Li An looked at Xu Cheng's side from afar, and his expression was a little playful.

"I'm also kànkàn, you grasshopper after autumn, can still bounce in front of my eyes for a few days. ”

The head also turned around and looked over at this moment, and when he lowered his head, he inadvertently swept over where Li An was, and when he saw the chain, Huo Ran raised his head and looked in the direction of the Hall of Elders, and there was a woman in that direction.

The woman is tall and thin, some skinny like a jackal, looking at the head at the moment, she also looked back, her eyes were indifferent, but if you look at it from that side, the woman's entire side face is full of deep scars, like a fire, and as if she was eaten by something.

The head looked at Li An again calmly, and there was still a slight dissatisfaction between his eyebrows.

"Can he win?" asked the deputy peak master, looking at the ghost with bright eyes, the ghost looked in a good mood with blinking, not playing with a dice in the palm of his hand, the dice were very colorful and beautiful.

"I can't say if I can do it, but it's the worst time when you win. The Ghost Peak Lord replied softly, and the sieve also stopped in the palm of his hand, it was the six points that were as red as blood, and it looked very interesting.

"Why?" the deputy peak master was a little puzzled.

"Because if you win, it doesn't mean you can hold it. "Ghost Path.

"Senior brother, don't worry. ”

After Xu Cheng finished speaking, he looked up at Na Shentu.

Shen Tu smiled.

The folding fan between the palms of the hands, spinning, fiddling in the palms of the hands.

"Senior brother, senior brother, I have a total of nine diagrams in this fan, and my senior brother has only cultivated two pairs now, so I hope you can do it well, this is the nocturnal diagram of a hundred ghosts. Shen Tu said, and the fan between his palms turned into ashes and disappeared in an instant.

The sky darkened slightly.

Xu Cheng zhīdào, at such a stage as theirs, it is almost impossible to cause changes in the heavens. A rage burns the sky, and a smile falls into the city. These are all powers, so the only possibility is that this aspect has the ability to affect people's souls.

Xu Cheng zhīdào Shen Tu has been a Jianghu painter since he was a child, and then by chance, he came here, but he combined his own supernatural powers with his own liking, and practiced a technique inherited by the head of the sect, I don't know what it is, but it is said to have been inherited from the ancient "ghost painting road"

When it reaches the highest realm, it can be done in one stroke, the color of heaven and earth changes, and what the head of the family obtains is only a skin, which is insignificant, and it is still a great magic power for Xu Cheng.

The entire fan was gone, but there were countless ghosts surging around it, accompanied by chirping sounds.

Shen Tu's voice came at this moment.

There was no sound of mouth movement, but Xu Cheng could hear it, so he understood, I am afraid that this is the technique of condensing qi and transmitting sound.

These core disciples who have been in the industry for a long time are not comparable to low-level disciples like Xu Cheng in terms of complex means and perseverance, which requires countless time to accumulate.

"Senior brother, who do you say is the chess piece now. Who are the chess players?"

Shen Tu's words came.

Xu Cheng also looked at Na Shentu.

Shentu shook a fan leisurely, the fan surface was white, and the whole venue became the fan of Shentu, and Xu Cheng was the person who used Shentu to make paintings.

Between Xu Cheng's palms, a cloud of ghost fire flew out, waking up those ghost things that were slowly surrounding Xu Cheng a little.

"Senior brother, you can know how many ghost things I have accumulated in this hundred ghost fans. Shen Tu said, his voice was very leisurely, as if he was controlling such a formation, and he didn't need anything.

"I don't know, but I think I'll be able to lose a lot soon. ”

Between Xu Cheng's palms, the entire palm of his hand became extremely hollow in an instant, and the ghosts changed, and Xu Cheng seemed to be integrated into the entire environment in an instant, and the ghosts were shattered one after another.

"Bang bang. ”

Countless ghost things were in Xu Cheng's palm, and they couldn't hold out for a breath.

Xu Cheng slowly walked in front of Na Shen Tu, and the ghost thing between his palms opened his eyes and looked at Na Shen Tu, solemn and cold.

"Senior brother, you've had enough. Xu Cheng looked at Na Shen Tu calmly.

Shen Tu smiled and said: "Senior brother is really different, they all say that Shibei is three days, when you look at each other, senior brother is now looking up to you." ”

"Senior brother, why is there so much nonsense now?"

Xu Cheng asked calmly.

"Because"

Shen Tu didn't speak, but between the palms of his hands, like a fan, the entire fan surface turned into an illusory shadow, the shadow was pitch black, thick and dense, and in an instant, it seemed to be rowing towards Xu Cheng like a huge oar.

Uncanny.

Awkward.

But as fast as lightning.

Xu Cheng's footsteps retreated, and in an instant, he hit a hard rock behind him.

Xu Cheng looked back.

Because the black fan was still in front of Xu Cheng.

Xu Cheng's hands turned into the color of white jade in an instant, and the whole line was very smooth along the snake demon text, and the more Xu Cheng knew about the demon script, the more he could feel the mystery of the magical power, and he became more and more handy. Xu Cheng caught the fan steadily, but in an instant the clothes behind him were torn apart, cutting flesh into the bones, and making a "crunch" sound.

Xu Cheng's face was solemn.

In Shen Tu's other hand, a miserable white fan appeared again.

Xu Cheng hurriedly released the black fan and retreated to the back, but the white fan, as if it came from the air, left a huge wound on Xu Cheng's neck in an instant, and the blood from the wound did not flow out, but became miserable white. It's like a bubble of water.

Xu Cheng's eyes instantly glowed turquoise, and his middle pupil was bright red.

The Ghost Snake Sword slashed towards Na Shen Tu.

The Ghost Snake Sword is a strange thing that came by chance, and at this moment, it brought up a burst of língqì and wiped it towards Shen Tu's neck, and Xu Cheng began to fight for his life.

"Tear up. ”

Shen Tu disappeared, as if in the mirror, when the sword stabbed that Shen Tu, the entire Shen Tu changed into a pile of broken pieces of paper, and the paper pieces drew Shen Tu's leisurely appearance.

Xu Cheng was fooled by himself at this time.

There was a sudden pain in the abdomen, and a dagger that didn't come from suddenly pierced Xu Cheng's entire abdomen.

Xu Cheng hurriedly retreated to the back.

Than the head does not attack again.

The cold ghost behind him slowed down, as if preparing for a more fierce fight.

Xu Cheng covered his abdomen and looked over there.

Shen Tu took a breath and stopped, laughed and said, "Senior brother, how is this painting?"

"It's like a ghost. ”

Xu Cheng is only at this moment, when he was killing those ghosts, but there was a little more dust on his body, and at this moment it seemed that he was still stuck in the flesh under the skin, twisting and extending.

Shen Tu opened the fan in his hand.

In the fan on the fan bone, it is the picture when Xu Cheng was besieged just now, but what is worse is that at this moment, the pen in Shen Tu's hand has erased Xu Cheng's neck, as if erasing a pattern, but Xu Cheng is injured, but nothing happened.

Shen Tu gently swiped Xu Cheng on the fan, and the whole fan became dark again in an instant, and Xu Cheng saw himself in the painting in the moment before it turned black, and his head was wiped off and even his neck was gone.

Xu Cheng was a little creepy, because the unknown was the most terrifying.

Xu Cheng suddenly squatted down as if he felt something, ignoring the wound that was still oozing blood in his abdomen, and the stinging pain in his back that was still in his bones.

Because of a pitch-black knife, the lightning stone flashed from Xu Cheng's hair and disappeared.

Xu Cheng's body was tumbling and embarrassed, but the sword in his hand had been held very tightly, like a poisonous snake in a dark corner at this moment, the sword in his palm was the fangs of the poisonous snake, and it stabbed towards the back in an instant.

Xu Cheng also saw what that thing was.

It's the armor that's cold

It wasn't a knife, it was a huge black army knife, but it didn't have a handle, just a half-heel knife left.

Xu Cheng looked up again.

Headless.

The whole body is a black ghost.

Xu Cheng's sword pierced into the armor of the ghost in an instant.

"Whoa. ”

The entire armor, an illusory piece of paper that turned into an instant, is another illusory appearance.

A giant fist slid from behind in an instant.

Xu Cheng could see that Shen Tu glanced at his side, and the white wolf hair paintbrush gently swiped towards his arm again, and the entire next door was broken from the roots, and the fan that was obviously without dye was dripping blood at the moment.

Bright red blood.

Xu Cheng looked to his side.

Shen Tu actually appeared out of thin air in Xu Cheng's left hand at this moment, and a white fan in his hand suddenly slashed towards Xu Cheng's arm.

The white fan, the corner of the fan painting, is as sharp as a knife.

Xu Cheng wanted to dodge, but there was a feeling of powerlessness in his heart, in the palm of his hand, the ghost naturally turned into an old appearance, blocking this blow, Xu Cheng hurriedly escaped, and his whole body was covered with a little blood, like a plum blossom blooming on his body.

Xu Cheng looked at Na Shentu.

At this moment, Shen Tu looked at Xu Cheng, the corners of his mouth smiled strangely, and the wolf brush in his hand went directly to Xu Cheng's chest in an instant.

Xu Cheng felt a little suffocated.

"Because it's weird. ”

"Because you can't see through it, because you can't see it, because you can't see it, because. ”

"When did it start?"