Judge, please respect yourself

Luan Mu was lying on the ground, looking at the bright moon hanging high, his eyes were calm, Wan Tuche stood up, trying to suppress the anger in his heart, but when he took a step back, ten long swords flew over and knocked him down. Surrounded by it, he looks directly at the man who jumped from the wall

"Bei Yunrong, you really came, give me the book of life and death!"

Wan Tengche shot down Shifang who were chasing him one by one with his sword. He wanted to approach Bei Yunrong, but Shifang flew back again, endlessly. Bei Yunrong inserted Shifang into the ground and arranged a sword formation Surround it.

"Sir, are you alright?!"

Luda also jumped down from the fence, and ran to Luan Mu to check the situation. Seeing that he was seriously injured, his eyes were closed, and he was afraid and worried.

"I, I, I only have some turnip fruits here, and the fruits have no medicinal uses. What should I do? How, how can I stop the bleeding. My lord, you must not die. What should I do if you die? If I die, I will have to be captured by King Qin Guang, and if I fall into the hands of Lord Qin Guang... Wow..."

While talking, Luda sat down on the ground and burst into tears, suddenly felt someone grabbed his tail, and looked down to see Luan Mu staring at him viciously.

"You're so noisy."

"Aren't you dead, my lord? Or are you dying?"

"I won't die if you die."

Taking advantage of the Shifang Sword blocking Wan Qiche in the sword formation, Bei Yunrong hurried over and hugged Luan Mu who was on the ground. Seeing the scars on Luan Mu's body, Bei Yunrong felt angry and held it tightly. Fist forbearance.

Seeing that his brows were tightly furrowed, Luan Mu covered his hand to comfort him, "It's okay, I'm a ghost anyway, these injuries will heal after a while."

"Can you stand up?"

"I'm afraid I'll have to rest for a while."

Bei Yunrong nodded, picked him up and put him in the corner and sat up. Luda also brought the night watchman who had turned into Bi Fangniao here. Wan Qiche suddenly split the sword array and rushed behind Bei Yunrong , Seeing that his head could be taken, the Ghost King suddenly arrived and blocked his attack.

"Tsk, Luan Mu, you are still as incompetent as ever."

Luan Mu smiled helplessly, thinking that he still has half of his body as a mortal, so how can he compare with the ghost king who is the head of the yin handsome.

Bei Yunrong stood side by side with the ghost king, Wan Chengche didn't care at all, suddenly ten ghosts climbed onto the roof of the main hall, and then jumped onto the ghost king and continued to bite. Wraith Ling was so nimble that the Ghost King couldn't catch him for a while.

The ghost king was so irritable that he jumped onto the roof and jumped down again, shaking the ground, but there were still resentful spirits clinging to his iron chains, and there were more and more resentful spirits. It looked like there was a graveyard around it.

After restraining the ghost king, Wan Tuche approached Bei Yunrong, "Give me the book of life and death."

The Shifang swords lined up behind Bei Yunrong, showing a state of ready-to-go. Wan Cheng understood what he meant, and didn't say any more, and directly attacked Bei Yunrong with Luoyun in his hand. Ten other long swords flew over and rushed in a row. The ten long swords were coming fiercely. Wan Cheng resisted with his sword, but he couldn't dodge them one by one. His hands, legs and face were covered with bloodstains. When retreating from the rear and preparing to counterattack at the right time, another person stabbing a sword appeared behind him. He turned around and saw the scarlet shirt. However, he was resisted by the opponent, but he was so powerful that he suppressed the opponent tightly.

"Wan Chengche, you should stop as soon as possible, and don't be trapped in a cocoon."

"Ming Gong! Ten years ago you refused to save my Yuhui, and ten years later you killed my beloved disciple. Today I will cut you into pieces to comfort the dead souls of my sect!"

After all, Wan Tuche held his sword in both hands and fought fiercely. Ming Gong was injured in the previous battle in Fengdu, so he couldn't resist for a while, and he was forced to go three feet away.

"When will I see Yu Hui as dead? Wan Tuche, don't spit blood!"

"Wan Chengche, calm down!"

Master Shu Guang saw that Ming Gong couldn't resist, so he hurriedly used his sword to save him.

"You Huangyan and Yue Qingchen are all hypocritical sects. If you hadn't refused to save me, how could I have fallen into the land of extermination?!"

Shu Guang waved Wan Chengche away, "Yes, my faction has always been on good terms with Yuhui. When Yuhui was in distress, my faction did not help. I still feel guilty to this day, but at that time, natural disasters and man-made disasters were inevitable. Prediction, how to save it?"

"We knew that after the rocks collapsed at the Yuhui Burial Gate, we rushed there overnight, but it's a pity that we couldn't catch up in the end."

"What's the use of doing more afterwards? Where were you when the letter asked you for help?!"

Without waiting for their excuses, Wan Qichen fought towards the two with all his strength. Perhaps he was too angry, and his speed and strength were much faster than before. Shu Guang Yujian protected himself and Ming Gong, but Wan Qichen was not afraid at all. , rushing in, regardless of the long sword cutting his body, he still rushed in and pressed the Luoyun sword on Ming Gong's neck.

"Since Zhi is dead, it should be your turn."

"Wan Chengche, it turned out that you killed my master!!"

Suddenly, there were thousands of people rushing in from outside the gate, Tang Feng was the first to bear the brunt, followed by the disciples of the Sanmen, Bei Mao stood up and followed, looked around and saw Luan Mu leaning in the corner covered in bruises, He hurried to check the situation with Wen Fan.

"Are you OK?!"

"I might be dying..."

After seeing the person coming, Luan Mu's face was pale, and he held Bei Mao's face weakly with his hands. Although Bei Mao didn't like him normally, he didn't have much suspicion, not to mention that this person was a judge. If he died, Isn't the ghost world in chaos?

Thinking of this, Bei Mao became very anxious. He searched his body for a while, but he didn't seem to find anything, so he turned his head and asked Xiang Bei Wen Fan, "Did you bring Shen Huai?"

Hearing this, Wen Fan searched in his pockets quickly, and then overjoyedly took out a small white porcelain bottle, "Bring it with you!"

Bei Mao snatched it immediately, opened the bottle stopper and wanted to pour the potion on Luan Mu's wound, but Luan Mu quickly reached out to stop it, "No, I'm seriously injured, this medicine is no longer effective, so I don't want it anymore. Well wasted."

"How do you know if you don't try."

Bei Mao shook off his hand and insisted on taking the medicine, but the moment the medicine was poured out, Luan Mu quickly jumped up, "Oh, don't, don't, I'm fine, I really don't need it!"

Looking at the lively man in front of him, Bei Mao knew that he had been fooled by him again, he glared at Luan Mu fiercely, with a murderous look in it, which made Luan Mu feel terrified.

"Oh, son of a bitch, I just lied because I wanted you to care about me more. Don't be angry, I know I was wrong."

"It's Bei Mao, don't be angry, isn't it the best if seniors are fine?"

Wen Fan grinned, Bei Mao snorted angrily, grabbed his collar and turned around to leave.

"Bei Wenfan, you are not allowed to talk to him again!"

"Why?"

"No reason, talk to him or talk to me, you can figure it out yourself!"

Wen Fan knew that Bei Mao was angry again, so he quickly shut up and waved to Luan Mu. Luan Mu smiled and wanted to go to the crowd, but was blocked by Lu Da.

"My lord's injury hasn't completely healed yet, so it's better not to meddle in this trivial matter in this world."

Luan Mu lowered his head and looked at the wounds on his legs and arms. It was indeed as Lu Da said, because the old disease that he was punished in hell the day before was still there, hindering the recovery of the wounds.

"This matter is not only related to the human world, but also to the ghost world. I can't let Wan Tuche hurt so many ghosts."

Lu Da knew that he couldn't stop him, so he could only let Luan Mu go. Luan Mu saw Tang Feng in front of the crowd took out six talisman papers from his arms and attached them to the sword, and shot at Wan Qiche with lightning speed. However, at the next moment, he actually saw a person who he personally killed.

"Xi Ziyi? Why are you here?!"

Ling Xiao who was full of runes pushed Tang Feng back into the crowd. The disciples of Wan Lan behind him were all surprised by the people in front of them. He even heard about the Lingxiao sword in his hand.

"It's Xi Ziyi, Wan Lan's big disciple?!"

"Isn't he dead?!"

"Yes, shouldn't someone like him be punished in hell? Why did he appear here?!"

"The soul of the dead is back! He killed countless people before he was alive, and turned into a ghost after death. Wouldn't it be a disaster for the world?!"

Xi Ziyi held the Ling Xiao to protect Wan Tuche behind his back, black smoke billowed from his body, making people panic.

"Kill them."

With Wan Chengche's order, Xi Ziyi rushed into the crowd and chopped off the head of a disciple of Wan Lan. Touching the opponent is to summon the real fire, which hits the attacking disciple, causing the fire to burn the body.

Seeing this, the rest of the disciples charged forward again. Xi Ziyi slashed across with his sword, and he ripped open the opponent's body, making the others fearful and did not dare to attack rashly.

Just when Xi Ziyi was killing and killing, Tang Fengwei noticed Zhuang Hua behind him. He was covering his right arm, and there was blood dripping from his fingertips. He motioned to Tang Fengwei, and then dragged his injured arm, and He attacked Wan Qiche back and forth together, but Wan Qiche saw through their actions and dodged.

"Zhuang Hua, you have been conspiring with me for a long time, why should you fight against me?"

"Where did you hide Ziyi's body? Give me back Ziyi!"

Wan Chengche looked at each other contemptuously, "I'll give it back to you after I kill all of them."

"I won't allow you to add to Ziyi's sins and defile his sword! Give it back to me now!"

"Jinyu, why bother talking nonsense with him, just kill him."

"If you kill me, you will never return to Xi Ziyi, are you willing?"

After hearing the words, Zhuang Hua, who was still shooting at Wan Qiche, saw Tang Fengwei's long sword coming straight at Wan Qiche from behind. Even though he couldn't bear it, he still protected Wan Qiche and broke his long sword .

"If you want to kill our master thoroughly, you still insist on being with this villain?!"

"I was the one who killed it."

"what?!"

Tang Feng didn't look at Zhuang Hua in astonishment, he didn't know that the long sword slipped from his hand, he just felt cold all over his body, the junior he saved from Xi Ziyi's hands, the junior he wanted to save in every possible way, actually killed with his own hands lost his master.