Chapter 1891: The sword in the hands of the young master
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Maoshan Ghost King
- Purple Dream Youlong
- 1180 characters
- 2021-01-30 06:25:50
The reason why Ge Yu stretched out this pessimistic sentiment was that Ge Yu had never seen Mudahan's knife before, and the strong death spirit contained in this knife, Ge Yu had already smelled the smell of death.
The two sides have been entangled in this place in Southeast Asia for so long. Ge Yu and the others want to escape, but Heishui Shengling clings to it.
People on both sides have completely died of patience, so this time they met, it was an endless situation.
When Na Mudahan saw Ge Yu, he directly used the most explosive method.
When Mudahan confronted Li Zejian's Xiaoyan Liubian, he did not see him use such a tyrant knife.
While frightened in his heart, Ge Yu kept retreating. At the same time, a hole was split between his eyebrows. With the sound of a phoenix roar, the red light condensed into a knife, facing the sword wind that Mudahan had chopped out. go with.
Mudahan’s chop cut is very particular. After the billowing evil spirit flew out, a huge hole with an open mouth was formed. As the distance from Ge Yu gets closer, so is the skull. It's getting bigger and bigger, like a snowball.
Two Phoenix Demon Swords shot out from the center of Ge Yu's eyebrows, and they shot towards the hole condensed by the evil wind knife wind, only to make the evil spirit on the hole sway slightly, and then condense again after collapse.
But after Na Mudahan slashed out the knife, he immediately stood up to the ground, carrying the goose-headed knife from one side and rushing towards Ge Yu again.
Strive to slay Ge Yu to the sword within a very fast speed.
These movements were almost done in one go. After Zhao Yangui and Zhang Yihan were caught flying out, Mudahan was already very close to Ge Yu.
It is better to break one finger to hurt his ten fingers.
Now Mudahan concentrated all his strength and killed Ge Yu first, making them and the group lose the courage to fight again, and the rest is like cutting melons and vegetables.
The skull condensed by the furious knife wind, and the Mudahan carrying the goose-headed knife almost rushed over at the same time.
At the same time, the surrounding Qichang was also tight, and when Mudahan rushed over, the surrounding Qichang was also blocked.
Even if Ge Yu was able to dodge Mudahan's knife, he could not dodge the skull that was condensed by the blade wind.
At this moment, something unexpected happened to Ge Yu.
A dazzling purple light condensed a ball of light, and rushed towards Mudahan who was rushing towards him.
That Mudahan was shocked, and quickly turned the blade and slashed sideways, and the goose-headed knife hit the purple ball of light.
With a burst, that Mudahan was blown away even with a knife.
Seeing that the skeleton head condensed by the furious sword wind was about to fall on his body, a big golden bowl suddenly appeared from behind Ge Yu, horizontally in front of Ge Yu.
Purple gold bowl!
Ge Yu only felt that there was a flower in front of him. The purple golden bowl suddenly bloomed with a peaceful golden light. At the same time, there were countless large and small "卍\' characters appearing around the purple golden bowl, which suddenly became bigger. The wind suffocated under the purple golden bowl.
The blade wind smashed back and forth in the purple gold bowl several times, and finally returned to Ping Ji, and the light on the purple gold bowl also dimmed.
Along with that purple beam of light, there was also the appearance of a purple golden bowl.
Immediately behind Ge Yu, there was a blue thunder light rolling against the ground, and it happened to fall on a black monk, who was suddenly covered by a blue electric light. Wrapped, trembling all over, and then filled with thunder light, the whole body exploded and the flesh and blood flew across.
Then another fat bug flew over, shot out, and walked around behind a purple-robed head-down master who was fighting against Wan Luozong masters, and got directly in from below.
Although the purple robe descending head master was prepared, he couldn't dodge it. Suddenly the chrysanthemum tightened, his body collapsed straight, and then his body fell straight to the ground. After a miserable cry, his intestines pierced his stomach and countless poisonous insects fell from his Climbed out of the body.
The death was terrible and terrible.
"If you want to move my brother, first ask if the sword in the hands of the young master can answer it!" A familiar voice came from behind Ge Yu.
Hearing this voice, he turned his head suddenly, and then saw a few long-lost faces.
The leader is Wu Jiuyin, behind him is Li Banxian wearing a tattered Taoist robe, the left and right sides are the flower monk and Zhou Yiyang, and the white exhibition that just cut out the blue thunder.
"Amitabha...We seem to be not too late." Monk Hua blinked at Ge Yu, stretched out his hand, and the purple golden bowl on the ground made a buzzing sound, and then flew back to his hand again.
As soon as these people appeared, everyone stopped their hands and looked at these guys who had emerged out of thin air.
Especially Mudahan and Wulong, they have stepped back a few steps in succession, and their eyes were slightly frightened when they looked at them.
"Jiuye..."
"Brother Nine..."
"Little nine!"
Seeing these people appearing here, the people of Wan Luozong almost cried with excitement.
These are the Dinghai Shenzhen of China, and their presence is enough to guarantee that they will never die here again.
Mudahan was just hit by Wu Jiuyin's finishing touch. The hands holding the goose-headed knife were numb. I carefully felt the cultivation of the few people in front of me. All of them were unpredictable. This is definitely an encounter. Hard stubble.
"Who are you?" Wu Long held a spear in his hand and looked at Wu Jiuyin who was taking the lead warily.
Without waiting for Wu Jiuyin to speak, Zhao Yangui said gloomily from the side: "Wulong, please keep your eyes open. These are the legendary Nine Sunflower Li Bai. Back then, you were the predecessor of Heishui Shengling. Both the number and number three died in their hands."
Hearing this, Wu Long and Na Mudahan were shocked. Without even thinking about it, they turned around and wanted to escape.
Nine Sun Flower Li Bai, they couldn't have heard of it. Even Wu Long and Mudahan could only turn around and run away when they met these murderous gods.
But as soon as they turned around, they suddenly saw a huge divine beast braving in front of them. It was the divine beast Wu Jiuyin brought out from the Nether Hell-the flame unicorn beast.
Next to the flame unicorn beast, there was a little girl who seemed to never grow up-the ghost demon Mengmeng.
There is also a fat bug Thousand-Year Gu, flying buzzingly, turning in circles in the air.
Unknowingly, Zhao Yangui brought the masters invited by Wanluozong and quietly blocked Wu Long, Mudahan and others behind him. This time he did not intend to leave them alone alive.