Imperial Legend of the Ghosts

"You guys who killed thousands of swords, since you want me to die, then don't want to get back the slate!" At this time, Mu Gen was also red with eyes and almost insane. He snarled: "Even if I destroyed the slab by myself, It will not be surrendered. "

Speaking late, at that time, Mu Gen took up the beast bones in his palm and slashed fiercely. A blade of light wrapped in crimson enchantment directly cut to the leader of the monster tribe. His figure suddenly "teng-teng-teng" backed up seven or eight steps, suddenly grabbed a pile of extinguished bonfire in the corner, turned around and ran into the hole to escape.

"Want to go? It's not that easy." The demon leader did not retreat in the moment when he avoided the light of Mu Gen's sword, "噌 噌" already flew behind Mu Gen: "dead!"

When the voice did not fall, the iron fist of the demon leader suddenly burst out, wrapped in crimson demon slammed heavily on Mu Gen's back, "噗 ——" Mu Gen was sore with blood in his mouth under the pain, But he waved his arm desperately, and threw the slate he had just taken into the distance: "Pick it if you want it!"

"Hoo--" The slate swiftly spun around in the air. If this speed is met, it will definitely fall apart when landing, seeing this scene, the leader of the monster clan is instantly frightened, and he makes a second punch and desperately bangs Zhong Mugen yelled at the same time, "Come on, catch the slate, you can't break it!"

Upon hearing this, the figures of the seven or eight savage monsters immediately rushed away, and made every effort to catch up with the slate that was about to land.

But at this moment, a black painter suddenly rushed out of the oblique stab, catching the slate, and then shouted, "Six shamans, shot--"

"Woohoo--wowhoo--"

In an instant, there were six black winds spreading over the sky, and Qi Qi swept away a few monster people who came over. These guys were full of amazement in the dark fog, and they only heard the ears of Qiqi Guixiao The sound was endless, and a boy finally couldn't hold back the tension in his heart, and suddenly a light red demon burst into his blade, and howled towards the dark ghost fog.

"Oh!" The big ghost suddenly stopped this demon tribe, and the sharp ghost claws brushed down. He immediately added countless scratches on the other's face. The guy was sobbing in pain, but was stabbed Suddenly a sudden rush into the heart.

Immediately afterwards, Arrowhead Fengya struck through the air in an instant, and the other seven monsters screamed in succession in the invisible fog of ghosts. By the time the leader of the monsters ran over with the dying Mugen, all his subordinates had smashed. Lying down and lying in a pool of blood.

At this time, the leader of the demon clan who dropped Mu Gen screamed with anger: "Wow, who are you? How dare you kill me?"

"A demon clan who only has the crimson demon realm is worthy to ask my identity?" Guan Heng was holding a snowy bow in one hand and holding a sword in his hand at the moment. He laughed and said, "Your men are now It's dead, what? Are you fleeing? Or follow them? "

"Boy, you only have the blue spirit realm so arrogant?"

Hearing the other party ’s words, the leader of the demon tribe was so angry that he was so angry that he shouted, "I am the leader of Zhongshan demon tribe. How can you be frightened by your micro-tech?" There are only a few ghosts to help, I don't believe I can't kill you! "

At this moment, the leader of the demon clan suddenly exploded into a deep red demon qi, and time rushed towards Guan Heng: "Kill-"

The fiery blaze turned into the sky and the red shadow "huh huh" blasted to Guan Heng. This guy is going to kill his opponent in one fell swoop, but Guan Heng is not afraid. Although he is only one level lower than the other, he has already Reaching the peak of Qingqi, coupled with the heavy load brought by the heavy water runes, may not defeat the army.

All of a sudden, I only heard the sound of bangs. Guan Heng's sentence Mangjian has been playing against the crimson demon fist for more than ten rounds. Guan Heng roared: "Your fist is blacker than I've ever seen. The air bully is too far behind. "

"Hoo--bang!" It was late, fast, and Guan Heng held the sword in his right hand, and his left hand was punching against the other!

"Eh!" For an eternity, the crimson demon spirit and Guan Heng's dark green aura collided, and immediately shook Guan Heng's fist into flesh and blood, and his blood was swollen.

The leader of the demon tribe was overjoyed: "Boy, you dare to be arrogant ..."

But at this moment, Guan Heng turned his mouth up, and suddenly passed a trace of almost crazy sneer. His injured left hand and his five fingers instantly turned into a gun, and then he slammed into the neck of the leader of the monster clan with fierce castration.

The speed of Guan Heng and the strength of the whole body, as well as the explosive power generated by the "Juhuang Strike", all converged on this sword. The leader of the demon tribe was almost caught off guard and had no time to protect with the crimson demon gas. Body, so Guan Heng broke through his defense.

Listening only to the sound of "噗", the leader of the monster clan is like a cowhide ripped apart by a strong force, and the big red mist suddenly burst out, with the eyes that can't believe that the other party can knock him down. On the ground, the whole body was convulsing.

At this moment, Guan Heng touched his severely injured left hand, and then said coldly, "Your crimson demon is indeed a higher level than me, but what about that? I just want to kill you , You ca n’t live, do you know why you ca n’t beat me? Because you do n’t have the experience of escaping from two 'black air bullies'! ”

Hearing this, the leader of the demon tribe stared at Guan Heng in horror, panicked, and suddenly burst out of old blood. The only vitality left by this guy finally dissipated with this blood.

In fact, Guan Heng was right in saying that although he was only in the realm of blue air, as early as when he had advanced to the strength of the orange strong man, he encountered the black sword tyrant in the ancient battlefield ruins. Escape from his men.

Then in the desert, Guan Heng was again killed by the punchy black bully from the front. He almost lost his life. With these two hands-on experience with black bully, Guan Heng and the usual red-qi strong The vision has changed.

On this journey, I don't know how many times, when Guan Heng worked with his powerful enemies, he made each other "imaginary" to be the two black gas tyrants who almost killed him.

In this way, Guan Heng ’s momentum was simply not equal to his Qingqi realm. He was used to challenging other enemies with an attack method similar to that of the black gas bully. Therefore, those idle Qingqi The strong red spirit is no longer an opponent of Guan Heng.

However, today, at this moment, it is the first time that Guan Heng has defeated his opponent in the crimson demon realm with his own strength, without the help of the six ghosts, without the help of anyone, without using the sentence sword, like snow Bow, Guan Heng just shot the moment, remembering the black gas tyrant who left the trace of the palm knife on his body.

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