A sharp and incomparable energy burst out from the wood knife and slashed down at the ghost's left hand. But the black-robed shadow was in his heart, he hurriedly retreated, and as soon as he stepped on the void under his feet, his body quickly retreated. It's just that what he didn't expect was that the sharp and incomparable energy was like a maggot attached to the bone, like a shadow coming closely, and he only felt a sense of horror in his heart that he had never felt before, and the breath around his body suddenly gushed out like a volcanic eruption.

It's just that although his movements are fast, the middle-aged man's eyes are blazing, and he strides under his feet, and that step seems to break the distance between him and the ghost, that step comes as if ignoring the obstacles of space, and that step is like a god rubbing the ground. The fierce energy flew up, and the firewood knife once again spit out a faint sword light, pressing on. The middle-aged man's face is not wavering, but the majestic figure like a mountain stands up to the sky.

With a "hiss", the shadow's body was locked by the energy bursting out from the chai knife, which ignored all spatial distances and instantly landed on his sleeve. Suddenly, a piercing sound of cloth tearing sounded, and the cloth on the sleeve exploded under the strength of the firewood knife, and the shattered cloth silk flakes flew up from his arms, like butterflies dancing in the woods facing the sun.

The little stutterer woke up slowly, and he found that there were three more people around him, which made him even more scared. He thought that these three people were the little monk's comrades, and he couldn't hide the horror in his eyes, but these three people didn't make any moves, which made him even more confused. Seeing these three people looking at him, he couldn't help but feel a tense in his heart, as if those three people had no ill will towards him, and where did the little monk go.

Ling Tianyun and Ye Yinfeng looked at this little hairy boy with a frightened look in their eyes curiously, they were even more strange in their hearts, this little hairy child looked very ordinary, there was nothing strange at all. The little monk did not quit and threw down the little hairy boy and disappeared without a trace, at first the little monk was still very important to the little hairy child, but in a blink of an eye, he threw down the little hairy child. Nangong Xianchen's eyes, who were only on the side, showed contemplation, this little hairy child seemed ordinary, but there was a strange luster in those eyes.

"Hey, little guy, why did the monk arrest you, did he want to take you as an apprentice?" Ling Tianyun saw the frightened look in the little hairy child's eyes, and he couldn't help but ask curiously. But the little hairy boy had a blank face, and after hearing Ling Tianyun's question, the look of horror in his eyes began to fade. However, he was still vigilant, and it seemed that he was not sure whether these three people were good or bad. Seeing the actions of this little hairy child, Ling Tianyun couldn't help but feel happy in his heart, this little guy was still a little cute.

Seeing that the little hairy boy did not answer, he wanted to ask again, but at this time, a terrible scream sounded. The scream was like a ghost howl in the night, and people couldn't help but feel a creepy feeling when they heard it, and the sound was not far from where they were. Hearing this terrible scream, the three of them were even more shocked in their hearts, and they could hear that the person who was screaming was obviously injured and let out a scream.

As soon as the little stammerer heard this scream, the horror in his eyes rose a little, and his face was extremely pale. Of course he knew the screams, which had been heard in the cottage last night, and then they found a corpse that had been drained of its spirits. Could it be that there are still demons and monsters in this mountain.

After that terrible scream, a sound of breaking the air was heard from far and near. This burst of air breaking with a few terrifying breaths made everyone present even more shocked in their hearts, and then, a fishy smell came to their nostrils, which was a foul smell like a rotten corpse. As soon as they smelled this foul smell, Ye Yinfeng and Nangong Xianchen's faces couldn't help but change, they already knew the identity of the person who came in their hearts.

Sure enough, in less than a few breaths, a black-robed shadow appeared in front of everyone's eyes, and the shadow shot like an arrow, sweeping towards them. And after seeing the phantom appear, Ye Yinfeng grabbed it with his backhand, and the bladeless iron sword suddenly shook his hand, and Nangong Xianchen was even more angry, as if he was facing a great enemy. Although Ling Tianyun was surprised, he also pulled out the treasure knife in his hand with a 'choked' sound when he saw Ye Yinfeng and Nangong Xianchen's actions.

"Hell!" The little stammerer cried out in horror as soon as he saw the shadow appear. The disgusting smell of his nose made his brain dizzy, his eyes undisguised with fear, and his whole body trembled. His instinct told him that the black-robed ghost was the same person who killed the sixth child of the cottage last night, and even in the early morning, he felt extremely shocked when he saw this ghost-like ghost.

The three of them condensed their true qi with a frenzy of luck, and they saw the shadow shoot over the branches, and with the ghost's swinging sleeves, a foul smell permeated the air. They also saw a trail of blood on the left sleeve of the ghost, and black blood gushed from the left arm of the shadow, and the sleeve of the shirt was even more tattered. The shadow spotted them as soon as he appeared, his figure pausing slightly above the branch, standing like a black crow on the branch, his eyes scarlet as he looked at them.

A few flickering rays of light flashed from the shadow's eyes, and then a hideous look appeared on the shadow's pale and pink countenance. His original direction was not towards the three of them, but after a hideous flash on his face, he waved his sleeves, and with a whoosh, his body swished, like an arrow shot towards Ye Yinfeng and the three of them.

A steady stream of Jiuyang True Qi was running in his body, and Ling Tianyun didn't feel any discomfort. At the beginning, as soon as he smelled the foul smell, his brain suddenly gushed out dizzy, and the true qi in his body spontaneously ran towards the meridians in his body, and the pure true qi as pure as yang quickly eliminated the dizziness and discomfort. He also knew in his heart the identity of the phantom, which must be the remnant of the Nine Shadows Sect.

It's really fate, Ye Yinfeng secretly sighed in his heart, he and Nangong Xianchen met the remnants of the Nine Shadows Sect when they were in Raozhou. At that time, he was still very weak, and the two remnants of the Nine Shadows Sect almost let him die, and he used all his hole cards, so he escaped from the ascension with Nangong Xianchen. The strength of the remnant of the Nine Shadows Sect in front of him was obviously higher than the two that Rao Zhou encountered, and it was more than ten times more terrifying than those two. Of course, Ye Yinfeng was no longer the Wuxia Ameng of the day, and in the face of the seriously injured remnants of the Nine Shadows Sect, he didn't have any cowardice in his heart, not to mention that there were three of them.

Under Ling Tianyun's pure yang breath and Ye Yinfeng's soft and warm breath, Nangong Xianchen was not affected in any way. Ling Tianyun possessed the supreme Nine Yang True Qi of the Buddhist Sect, which could crush all evil aura, while Ye Yinfeng's body gathered the Tai Pure Halal Qi of the Taoist Creation Heaven and Earth, which could purify all filthy aura. Coupled with the Thousand Machines Magic Technique of Linglong Valley, it is not impossible for the three of them to work together to shake an injured remnant of the Nine Shadows Sect.

The phantom shadow endured the sharp pain on his left arm, and he couldn't help but feel very annoyed in his heart, and he didn't know what kind of material the wood knife was made of, let alone what kind of exercises the rough man had. The firewood knife slashed, but he couldn't dodge, and his left arm was hit by a firewood knife. If it weren't for the death qi in his body that lingered on his left arm, the power of that sword would have cut off his left arm. And with his light skills like a ghost shuttling, he fled in a hurry after being injured, and maybe the rough man would stab him again, and he would definitely fall here.

I don't know why, I spread my body and fled, but the rough man didn't chase after him. After getting rid of the rough man behind him, the shadow swept towards the deep mountain, but he didn't expect to see the three of them in just a few breaths. Two men and one woman, a young man in a blue shirt, and a young man in a black suit, the girl was dressed in green clothes, and from the three of them, he felt an incomparably pure blood. He was overjoyed by such a pure blood, although he still had some sorrow in his heart. The girl he plundered gave him a more pure and flawless scent, but God was wrong about him, missing a pure and flawless girl, but meeting three young boys and girls with pure blood.

He stood like a black cloud floating above the branches, and his eyes began to glow with a greedy scarlet color. Those three people also seemed to be martial cultivators, but with his cultivation at this time, he was not afraid, although his left arm was severely injured, he still decided to take a risk. Fugui is in danger, if he catches those three people, not to mention his injuries, it will even make his internal strength go to the next level.

The little stammerer lying on the ground trembled with fright, and he hurriedly got up and hid behind the three men. He didn't even dare to look at the black-robed ghost, there were ghosts in this broad daylight, and he couldn't help but worry about these three people in his heart, after all, they were ghosts. Where are ordinary people opponents of ghosts, there are really ghosts in this world, he can't stop praying, hoping that a god will capture the ghost.

The three of them glanced at each other, everything was silent, and they also knew that the strength of these Nine Shadows was profound, and a bloody battle was inevitable. And the black-robed shadow also frowned, looking at the posture of these three people, it seemed that it was really a little tricky, but the greed in his heart still prevailed, making him abandon all distracting thoughts. His figure shook, his sleeves flicked, and a strange black cloud fell from the branch.

Before the shadow could fall, Ling Tianyun took the lead in rushing forward, the sword in his hand raised. Strands of pure yang-like true qi surged out, and the arms that puffed up like hills and ravines were immediately filled with endless power. The sword reflected the dazzling sunlight, the mist around his body rolled and surged, and the sword in his hand had already forced into front of the ghost, and as he stepped forward, the sword slashed, and a dazzling light immediately turned into thousands of arrows and pierced into the black cloud.

Ye Yinfeng's eyes froze, the blue shirt was gently pulled, the bladeless iron sword pulled up the faint sword flowers, and with a slight force under his feet, the long sword stirred up like a light breeze. And his figure had already appeared in the figure of the black cloud, the iron sword trembled slightly, and his figure was like the wind, but he turned to the other side of the black cloud.

The black cloud fell, and he didn't see any movement from the ghost, Ling Tianyun only felt that the knife that he shot away was like stabbing a ball of cotton, and he didn't make any sound. But he didn't stop there, his body turned, like a spinning top, centered on his left foot, and the treasure knife immediately blew like a gust of wind, and thousands of wisps of sword light rolled up with the light of the thorn and pierced into the black robe of the shadow again.

Ye Yinfeng stretched out his left index finger and middle finger and stroked it lightly on the sword body of the iron sword, and then a majestic true qi surged from his two fingers, and with the internal force of his right palm, it continued to enter the bladeless iron sword. With a sword groan, a cloud of ghostly flowers bloomed like an explosion on the iron sword, and his long sword pointed far away, piercing into the black robe. From the time he swept up, to the time he came behind the black robe, it was all in one go, as if it was natural.

The sword aura is like a mang, the sword strength is like a roll, and the two blades are the first, and the strong forces are attacking in the black cloud. However, when their weapons touched the black robe, they saw that the black robe suddenly bulged, the black cloth was like a copper wall, and the surging death aura surged out from the black robe, and a finger shaped like a withered branch was like a bone, and another bone finger appeared.

It was the thumb and index finger of the ghost, and I saw that the black robe bulging like a wall of qi suddenly appeared, and the ghost's face flashed, and he quickly flicked his fingers, and went towards the sword and sword. It's fast, it's powerful, and it's weird.