"How can this be reasonable, since you are bent on seeking death, don't blame my father-in-law for being ruthless!" The man's eyebrows were raised, and a trace of murderous air came out.

"Who is looking for death is not certain!"

An arrogant roar rolled in, and with it, several streamers pierced the night sky and shot at the eunuch and the others.

The eunuch's expression was slightly solemn, his body trembled, turned into a ghost and leaped up, his arms changed again and again, facing the streamer, "Ding ding..."

"Afterimage?!" A voice of surprise rang out,

After half a breath, the figure of the eunuch slowly condensed on the eaves, but there was a strange flush on his white face, and the anger in his eyes was almost condensed into substance.

"What people!" After the eunuch calmed down the tumbling blood, he was just about to rush into the battle circle, when he felt a qi extremely far away lock him,

"Yue Xihong?!" A deep voice sounded slowly,

"This voice ......" Yue Xihong (eunuch) was stunned, and then suddenly said, "It turned out to be a famous ghost-faced killer on the rivers and lakes, what?" Could it be that your Killer Alliance has formed an alliance with Kaifeng Mansion! Or is there something else going on in it? ”

The person who fought with him just now turned out to be a ghost, this person said goodbye to Nanshan Temple, and thought that he had joined Uncle Jin to go to Taobao, but he didn't expect to appear here.

Xiao Yu'er secretly thought, listening to this tone, it seems that these two people have a common hatred.

Yue Xihong didn't dare to move, if it weren't for the fact that when he dodged the deadly sword, he tried his best to raise his qi again and again, so that he injured several meridians, and if he fought fiercely with a master like Ghost Face, the injuries of the meridians would have worsened. It will even cause injuries in the inner house, even if he can kill him at that time, I am afraid that he will not be able to deal with Zhanzhao and Xiaoyuer,、、、 thinking of this, Yue Xihong no longer hesitated, his mind was slightly silent, and according to the method of the Sunflower Treasure Book, he operated the internal force and adjusted the injury... As for whether Ghost Face will take the opportunity to sneak attack, this is not in his calculations.

"Give me... Kill! ”

A cadre of guards immediately stepped up with a knife, and for a while, under the dark night sky, there were swords and swords.

At this time, the battle situation in the field was stalemate for a while, and the nine sword lights continued to alternately produce annihilation, firmly resisting dozens of long knives slashing in different directions.

"What a great swordsmanship!" Ghost Face watched Zhanzhao kill among the guards.

Yue Xihong on the side seemed to be aware of it, and his slightly closed eyelids moved a few times. However, after a few breaths, his breath fell silent again,

A few feet away, Xiao Yu'er had a long knife in his hand. The light of the knife flickered, trying his best to resist the attack of the middle-aged man, and like the captain of a brocade guard, this person was also holding an embroidered spring knife. But the difference is that every time it is slashed, countless terrible ghost cries are faintly heard from the knife.

Xiao Yu'er struggled to resist, but was finally shaken by the increasingly sad cry on the knife, and the sword light in front of him couldn't help but stagnate.

"Devil May Cry Nine Shadows"

The middle-aged man seized the opportunity and slashed out seven knives in an instant, and as soon as these seven knives came out, the ghost cry almost condensed into substance, and instantly filled Han Jun's entire mind,

"Eight-Armed Shura"

Xiao Yu'er bit his lip at once, and the severe pain made him regain a trace of clarity, and the points in his body shook again and again, and a high-pitched dragon groan faintly sounded, and the long knife in his hand was twisted and turned, one by one towards the knife light, but at each point, the blood at the corner of his mouth was red.

"Sixth Knife!"

When the sixth knife was broken, Xiao Yu'er suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood mist, and the internal force was unsustainable, and even the reversal of the internal force was powerless, seeing that the knife light was condensed, getting closer and closer to his eyebrows, surprisingly, his mind was calm, at this moment, a trace of desolate sadness rose from his body without restraint, am I just dead?

In the middle-aged man's incredible eyes, a sword light suddenly flashed, as if he had been waiting for a long time, and when the long knife just slashed at the center of Xiao Yu'er's eyebrows, it lightly hit it、、、

"Wow!" Xiao Yu'er's confused eyes cleared, and another mouthful of blood mist spit out, but at this time, there was really no trace of combat power, and he fell softly.

"This 、、、"

The middle-aged man shook his head slightly, and then he came to his senses, and then the long knife was raised, and the ghost cry sounded again,

"Die!"

Two grim shouts sounded almost at the same time,

As soon as the man looked at him, he saw a figure as fast as lightning rushing straight towards him violently, and an extremely strong qi pole locked him tightly.

"What"

As soon as the middle-aged man was locked by this qi pole, the feeling of palpitations hit his mind like a tide.

"Senro Bloody Prison"

The middle-aged man finally came from the narrow bloody killing road, although his mind was taken for a while, but in an instant, he barely suppressed all the negative feelings, and even performed a trick to press the bottom of the box, and the embroidered spring knife in his hand crossed seven strange arcs, faintly outlining a churning river of blood,

The ghost face sneered, the golden light of his body flashed, and as soon as the blood river approached the ghost face, he was crushed by the vast huge force generated by Jiuyang.

The middle-aged man's offensive immediately stagnated, and his eyes showed a trace of intense malaise, but a trace of thought that was barely contained in the knife momentum was shattered, and at the moment, the knife momentum twisted, and the broken blood river then turned into seven blood-colored ghosts, and pounced fiercely, with a hideous face, choosing people to devour,

"Stormy Waves"

An incomparably brilliant white light suddenly appeared, tearing a powerful ghost,

"Overwhelming"

The sword momentum changed again, and several changes in the speed of evolution and strangulation strength,

"Qiang Qiang 、、、"

As soon as the piercing sound of several gold and iron intersecting sounded, the middle-aged man's mouth immediately cracked, and the long knife turned into more than a dozen fragments when he took it off.

The ghost-faced long sword trembled, dividing nine sword lights, full of gloom and sorrow, for a while, the middle-aged man was shrouded in surging sword intent, and the clarity in his eyes immediately faded, only to feel that he was in a sad autumn, and his own life withered like a flying scorched yellow leaf, which was inevitable,

At this moment, the ghost's expression suddenly changed, his body was like electricity, and he jumped straight to the eaves.

"Snort!"

"Poof、、、

The middle-aged man spit out a blood mist in his mouth, and a trace of palpitations flashed in his eyes for the rest of his life, he thought that he would definitely die, who wanted to turn around, but the person in front of him suddenly turned around and left, and the thoughts that were absolutely suppressed immediately cleared up a little, and finally dodged at the moment to avoid a few key points, Rao is so, and his body was also pierced by sharp energy through nine bloody mouths,

"Humph!" The middle-aged man looked at Zhanzhao not far away, and his face was full of anger, but regardless of the injury, he swallowed the strength in his palm and took the long sword in front of the latter.

However, as soon as he raised his sword and stabbed it, he saw the ghost face flying in the air suddenly turned back, and then a silver light flashed, and in an instant, it was already a few feet away from the middle-aged man's eyebrows.

"Ahh

A terrible scream sounded, and the middle-aged man's left hand was already tightly covering his left eye, as if he wanted to save something, but drops of red blood flowed out of his fingers mercilessly.

"It's like asking for death!"

When she heard the familiar roar of the ghost face, Xiao Yu'er hurriedly stuffed a few types of healing pills、、、 and when she saw the miserable appearance of the middle-aged man, Xiao Yu'er sneered, her face was full of relief and relief, so she looked at it a few more times, and slowly closed her eyes. (To be continued......)