Chapter 64: The enemy comes, the Turks chase down

　　　　 Regarding the killing of his subordinates, the ghost king does not feel distressed at all, as if he was an outsider, letting the raging flames be rolled up, countless ghosts turned into ashes.
　　 Zhang Bairen took the long sword, and stood there holding the sword: "I said, Shi, your skills are not good, you have burned a pile of tables, why don't you see the heavenly soldiers come?"
　　 Bai Yun looked embarrassed when he heard the words: "I...I don't know, maybe Tiangong Zhengshen is not at home."
　　 "Hahaha, hahaha, you Taoist priest, but you are laughing at the king. Don't wait, there are people on the Taoist priest, and the king is not alone." The ghost king slowly walked out of the sedan chair, showing a sneer.
　　 "Baiyun, the people above you don't seem to be as powerful as the ghost king's backing!" Zhang Bairen turned his head to joke Baiyun.
　　 There are people on it, and they rub up familiar words. This kind of thing can only happen in the human world. I didn't expect this kind of thing to happen in the cultivation world.
　　 No wonder the magic of the Taoist priests is useless, so you can only use the Guro Seal that you practiced.
　　 After hearing the words of the King of Ghosts, Baiyun's complexion turned red: "A bunch of bastards, fooling around all day, I said why there are evildoers here, it turns out that it is the result of deliberate indulgence above."
"Taoist, shouldn't you just be so capable?" Zhang Bairen looked at the ghost king. This ghost king is dressed in black and has an eighty-year-old face, with a dry figure and a black air around him. It is obviously not simple. generation.
"I...Of course I still have the means. Although I practice the sect technique, I practice more of the nine old seals. If my nine old seals are great, they can activate the sun’s chaos and turn it into real fire. , I have the power of Fenjiang to boil the sea, I just can't cultivate at home." Taoist Baiyun smirked.
　　 "If you can't, then protect me on the side, don't let the ghost king get off" Zhang Bairen's long sword ‘swishes’ automatically popped out of the scabbard and fell into his hand.
　　 With several months of practice, Zhang Bairen finally found a way out, and he was no longer a rookie.
　　 Sword repair, it must look like a sword repair.
"kill"
　　 Zhang Bairen stepped on the Yu step, the sword light in his hand was vertical and horizontal, and the sword intent was vast and mighty.
　　Ghost King was surprised: "What a great swordsmanship, you little baby is only four or five years old, how did you do it?"
"I don't know if I detain you and practice it alive and transform it into five ghosts to carry the Dafa, will my technique succeed" Zhang Bairen said coldly, and the ghost king's robe was rolled up, like a fine iron, rolled towards Zhang Bairen, if it was rolled by this sleeve In the middle, it must be the fate of being disabled and reincarnated.
"kill"
　　 Zhang Bairen's long sword cut iron like mud, and the sleeve of the ghost king was cut off one by one. The old ghost immediately retreated and flew away.
　　 Zhang Bairen is reasonable and unforgiving, his sword intent envelopes the ghost king: "Want to run? Can you run?"
Time and space seem to be distorted under the intent of the sword. The sword intent of the immortal has a great influence on mortals, but it has greater influence and restraint on the spirit bodies of ghosts and gods. Humans still have physical protection. When these spirit bodies encounter the sword intent, they can only parry, Butchered portion.
　　 "Hoo" The ghost king turned around and spouted out a black air. Zhang Bairen's long sword was like a dragon going out to sea, and the sword light slashed the sky full of black air. At this time, the ghost king had already taken the opportunity to escape from Zhang Bairen's sword intent.
　　 "Damn it! Damn it! How can there be such a perverted thing as a sword immortal in the world" the ghost king yelled, and the flame in front of him was instantly supported by his big sleeve, extinguished cleanly.
　　"Go on, give it to me to kill his sword intent! To kill his true spirit! I don't believe that a five or six-year-old doll will have such a high level of cultivation." The ghost king roared, and countless ghosts rushed over again.
　　 Zhang Bairen even saw the servant who had been beheaded by himself before, as well as that Young Master Pian Pian, who turned into the ghost servant of the ghost king at this time.
　　 "Kill" Zhang Bairen without fear, the ghosts flew away from the long sword, and the Baiyun Taoist priest on one side seemed to be a lively person at this time.
　　 There is no way. Taoism is like this. Once it doesn't work hard, it is really totally incapable.
　　 "Golden Armored God General, now" the Taoist priest pinched the formula, the gourd divine light flashed on his waist, turned into ten profound lights, and the divine light flashed in his hand, he grabbed the group of ghosts and ghost king.
　　 At this time, the Taoist priest was sitting on the ground, and began to recite the scriptures in his mouth. The volume of the volume of the scriptures was read out, and there were bursts of black flames on the ground. Countless ghosts fell into the black flames and struggled for a while and sank into the sea of ​​fire.
　　 "Rehabilitation is actually a Taoist high-gong master, and it seems that the cultivation level is not bad." The ghost king smiled coldly, stepping across several tens of meters, and grabbing towards the Taoist priest.
　　 As for the ghost claws of the King of Ghosts, Bai Yun didn't seem to see them, but he still read the scriptures in his hands.
"boom"
　　 has not yet approached, countless flames gathered in an instant, already entangled the ghost king.
　　 "唰"
　　The Ghost King jumped away from the flame, staring at the Taoist priest angrily, speechless.
　　 At this time, Zhang Bairen was no longer entangled with the little ghost, and with a sword of light, he slashed towards the ghost king.
　　It is strange to say that the countless black flames have no effect on Zhang Bairen, and the sword light is turned into a silk net, tangling and intertwined towards the ghost king.
　　 "I'm unlucky to meet you asshole!" Looking at Zhang Bairen who rushed over, the ghost king cursed secretly and was about to run away.
　　 "Brother Black Mountain, why bother to leave, how about you and my brother, this kid?" There was a sound of horseshoes, but a group of men in Turkic costumes rushed over on horseback.
　　 "Turkic master?" Zhang Bairen was startled.
　　 "It turned out to be Tuoba. Didn't you die a few decades ago? Didn't you know how to reincarnate in the Turks? Why did you suddenly appear in the pass? Could it be that this kid had hatred?" The ghost king was overjoyed when he saw the person.
　　 "More than hatred, but Khan gave the order to kill this kid." A group of people halted the horses and rolled up smoke and dust. The man in front was the Tuoba sacrifice.
　　 "唰"
　　 Zhang Bairen instantly condensed his sword light and retreated, looking at everyone in the court with his sword in his arms.
　　 "I said little sir, what did you do that angered people, and the Turks did not hesitate to chase and kill you for thousands of miles." Bai Yun smiled bitterly.
　　 "This matter has nothing to do with you." Zhang Bairen stroked the scabbard and looked at the Turkic people: "I actually entered the customs, I really have the courage."
　　 "Khan has an order, you must die, even if you escape to the end of the world, I will kill you later," the sacrificial ritual said unhurriedly.
"Tuoba, be careful. This kid's kendo is so difficult to deal with. It's really hateful to fight me." Hei Shan said angrily on the side~EbookFREE.me~ I am curious, you are not born in Montenegro and ran to Zhongyuan What to do" Tuoba looked at Black Mountain, and the two sides talked freely, seeming not to see Zhang Bairen in his eyes.
　　 "Little sir, you were killed this time. A dozen Turkic masters, can you handle it?" Bai Yun whispered aside.
"Don't worry, as long as you are not a strong person who sees the gods and is not bad, you will definitely not kill me! Although this sacrifice is strong, it has not returned the Dan Dacheng. If you find an opportunity, you may not be able to kill it, but the dozen Turkic warriors behind him It’s more difficult." Zhang Bairen stroked the scabbard: "Looking at his standing posture, there are some strange shadows, I am afraid that the opponent will be in a formation, then I will not care about you."
"It's okay for me. I can run away at any time with the Yu step. The key is what to do with the little lady in the temple." Taoist Baiyun said with a deep hatred, "This ghost king will kill him in the future, so he dares to collude with foreigners. hateful."
　　 "Yinshan suffered a disaster a few years ago, and I was suppressed by the Heavenly Palace. Thanks to a nobleman in the Heavenly Palace who secretly let me out, otherwise the soul that had been tempered by the Heavenly Prison was scattered at this time." Heishan Ghost King said.
"It should not be too late. After all, this is the Central Plains. I will inevitably be discovered by the gods when I hide my deeds. I need to kill this kid as soon as possible. Otherwise, the masters of the Sui Dynasty will come, and I will be encircled." Turke The priest slowly spoke, and talked a lot to the dozen or so warriors behind him, and saw a dozen or so warriors all stepping forward, and instantly lined up to kill Zhang Bairen.
　　 "This is the battle formation of the military strategist, but only the fur. Turkic people have been studying it for many years. How can the tactics of the military strategist be so easy to study thoroughly" Bai Yun instantly retreated.
　　 "swish"
　　 A flash of lightning flashed across the void, and Zhang Bairen's long sword was unsheathed, facing the slaying situation of the Turk and the Ghost King, and he fought back.