I use the fox fairy to suppress all ghosts

This guy probably didn't see Kasang kill Wang Haoyu, but only saw his head in my hand, so he kept chasing after him.

Now the qi field is blocked by him, and his footsteps are much faster than mine. I looked back, and all the zombies made by the sloppy Taoist priest were picked up by him one by one, and they were less than ten meters away from me.

This guy is too fierce, those white-haired stiffs that look like copper skin and iron bones, he can pierce those white-haired stiff bodies with a single shot.

There is no way to run, so it is better to fight to the death than to be chased and killed by him.

Thinking of this, I also felt ruthless in my heart, I stopped in my tracks, raised the Shengxie Sword in my hand, and turned to look at Wang Wuji.

That Wang Wuji glared at me angrily, his eyes were so red that he could bleed.

"Take your life!" Wang Wuji yelled angrily, and the nine-turn Longliang silver gun in his hand was covered with a layer of faint golden light, and made a piercing sound, directly piercing my heart.

Under the influence of Shengxie Sword, I also gathered all my strength and planned to strike with all my strength.

Holding the sword in both hands, he slashed towards Wang Wuji's long spear.

In the blink of an eye, the Shengxie Sword collided with the spear in his hand, making a crisp sound.

The feeling of numbness all over the body and the feeling that the soul is about to leave the body reappeared.

It was dark in front of his eyes, and the surrounding scene suddenly became blurred.

Vaguely, I seemed to see Kasang suddenly appearing at Wang Wuji's side, and pierced towards him with a swift and ruthless sword.

His body fell heavily to the ground like a broken sack.

Qi and blood in the body surged, and the internal organs felt that they had shifted their positions.

After I landed, I felt a burst of warmth in my nostrils, and hot blood spurted out from my nostrils.

His throat was tight, and he was so stuffy that he spurted out a mouthful of old blood when he opened his mouth.

The Shengxie Sword was sent flying by Wang Wuji's spear.

One of my arms was also bloody, with a series of openings, and the clothes on the entire arm were torn by the qi from the spear, turning into rags.

It is conceivable what the consequences would be if this gun was stuck in my body.

Sitting on the ground for a while, my whole body was numb, and I felt that my body was no longer my own.

After finally my sight returned to normal, I raised my head and looked in Wang Wuji's direction.

But seeing that Wang Wuji had been intercepted by Daoist Yangqing and several old Taoists again, the sloppy Taoist priest and Yuan Kong also stepped forward to besiege this person together.

Taking a closer look, I found that Wang Wuji's body was covered with paint, and there were bloodstains running down his back.

Kassan must have done it.

Only then did I understand why Kassan threw Wang Haoyu's head to me.

The purpose of this kid is to let Wang Wuji chase me down, so that he can take the opportunity to sneak attack.

Kasang, the sixth son, didn't know if he had learned badly from the sloppy Taoist priest, and he had a lot of tricks, and he even tricked me.

Do you have any conscience!

Seeing his own brother being killed, Wang Wuji must be furious, so he will relax his guard against Kasang who is hiding in the dark, and want to kill me with all his heart.

Only in this way, Kasang has a slight chance of killing Wang Wuji.

Now it seems that Kassan still didn't kill him, only hurt him.

For such a master, Kassan's successful sneak attack is already good.

Even though he was besieged by so many people, Wang Wuji was still very fierce, and the spear in his hand was wielding fiercely, unstoppable.

One person fights against the heroes, and the fight becomes more and more fierce.

Wang Wuji wandered around with a long spear in his hand, and recited a poem loudly, as if to cheer himself up: "Youlong smashes the world with one throw, the single spear nine times the borders of the country, and the world's soldiers are ruthless. People's pits, long spears and flowers flying across the sky, pine wind chasing the moon with me..."

The poem was recited from his mouth, coupled with his peerless marksmanship, the momentum was magnificent and murderous.

His figure flashed and moved, walking among the crowd, except for Master Yangqing and the two old Taoists from the Shangqing Palace, the rest were not within three steps of him at all.

Even the sloppy Taoist priest and Yuankong can only make soy sauce on the sidelines.

After more than a dozen rounds in a row, Wang Wuji flicked his spear and sent an old Taoist from Shangqing Palace flying out again.

The old man was also badly injured, and spat out a mouthful of old blood.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wang Wuji looked at me fiercely again.

Your uncle, what are you looking at me for?

I didn't kill people.

Seeing Wang Wuji's vigor, Master Yangqing took a deep breath, stepped back suddenly, waved the long sword in his hand, and began to mutter words.

In an instant, a layer of golden halo appeared on Yangqing's body.

The sword in his hand also burst out with a powerful force.

I don't know if my eyes were dazzled, the figure of Daoist Yangqing suddenly became a little blurred, when he charged towards Wang Wuji again, there were sword auras all around, countless sword shadows enveloped Wang Wuji's whole body.

There was a burst of tinkling sound in the ear, which was continuous.

Only Wang Wuji and Master Yangqing were left in the field, but their figures quickly turned into phantoms.

Master Yangqing seems to have amplified his move, and used the powerful sword move of Qiqiao Xinshuojian.

When this move is used, it is really powerful, and it is many times stronger than Gu Haoran.

It seems that Gu Haoran really didn't grasp the most core thing of Qiqiao Xinsuojian.

This time, the two fought for a very short time, it felt like a few seconds, and they separated again.

When I looked towards Wang Wuji, I saw seven or eight large and small wounds on his body, all of which were stained red with blood.

But Daoist Yangqing was unscathed, and the dharma sword in his hand kept trembling.

What a Qiqiao Xinshuojian, it's really not ordinary fierce, if Brother Gu learns all this tricks and suddenly explodes, even if he faces a master who is much stronger than himself, he can win the battle.

Wang Wuji was severely injured this time, he staggered two steps back, and stabbed the spear in his hand hard on the ground.

He looked at Master Yangqing, and suddenly said coldly: "Good swordsmanship, I have seen the power of Qiqiao Heart Locking Sword today, but it's a pity that I couldn't kill the old man, and you will be the one who will die next!"

As he spoke, Wang Wuji slapped his chest and muttered something along with him. He threw a few things towards the ground, some of which looked like props for shadow puppetry.

As soon as those things fell to the ground, a puff of black smoke rose out, and within a short while, several figures exuding black air appeared from the black mist.

One of them was riding a horse and carrying a machete, and the other two were generals in armor.

Damn, what kind of method is this?