Burst!

Blood bloomed on the turtle spirit's long neck, and a sharp arrow shot out of the blood.

A huge ball of water fell from the sky, and with a loud bang, a huge splash bloomed.

In the blooming splash, the ghost cry instantly got out of trouble, like a sharp knife, cutting through the heavy water curtain in front of him. The fish demon, who was still stunned, didn't react at all, only saw a flame bloom in his eyes, and then, in the blood light rushed to the sky, his head fell to his feet, gurgling and rolling.

The dead fish's eyes were wide open, and there was incredulity in their eyes. The wound was slightly scorched, then stained red by the splatters of blood.

Bang!

The headless corpse fell backwards and fell to the ground with a heavy impact.

Miyaksha was a spirit, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

A sharp arrow flew from afar, with a piercing whistling, and swept by.

The next moment, Mizuyasha appeared 30 steps away, rolled on the ground and rolled out more than three feet, leaving a long trail of blood on the ground, and knocked over a board cart hard.

Mizuyasha lay on the ground, her body curled, and she hugged her thighs hard. In the thigh, an arrow was inserted, and the plasma from the wound could not stop spraying out.

His face was contorted, and he struggled to get up with a broken arrow.

There was another piercing whistling, and with a "poof", Miyaksha was pierced through the head by an arrow, and his body fell.

The tortoise spirit let out a bloody roar of pain, and his voice was particularly unpleasant, perhaps from a throat injury, and his voice became hoarse and strange.

He wasn't dead yet, and he even had the strength to stand up.

However, he had no chance of surviving. At this moment, he was hit hard, and he was faced with a ghost crying.

The waving bright silver plum hammer brushed the body of the ghost crying. Then, the arm that was stabbed by Devil Cry.

He screamed in pain, foaming more and more blood. Another bright silver plum blossom hammer smashed down, and the ghost cried sideways and easily avoided it. The bright silver plum hammer smashed into the air, and the turtle spirit staggered, and then was hit in the leg by a knife.

The wound on his arm exploded, and the turtle spirit fell to the ground, and he tried to get up, but the wound on his leg exploded again. In a hazy mist of blood, he collapsed into a pool of water.

Around, several fountains were still spewing water, hazy water wafting out. The range of the water on the ground is also getting bigger and bigger, and the ghost cries and treads the water, looking at the turtle spirit condescendingly.

Knowing that he was in a desperate situation, the turtle spirit sent out a final counterattack.

Barely rising, the pillar-like arm slapped against the water. The surging jets of water rushed out of the pool of water and hit the ghost cry.

But he was cut off by a ghost cry knife, and hit the turtle spirit in the chest with a knife, the knife edge went up, and it grazed his chest, and in the sparks, the tip of the knife cut his neck, all the way up, to the chin.

Bang!

The wound exploded, and the heavy body fell to the ground covered by the water, making a large splash.

The water beads slid over the hat, sticking to the rough brim of the hat, dripping reluctantly.

Devil Cry put the blade of the knife between his elbows and wiped the edge of the knife with his sleeve.

The big mouth scurried out, retrieving the dagger and scabbard.

Devil Cry put the short knife in his bosom and put the long knife back into its sheath. Raising his head, his eyes under the brim of his hat looked through the hazy mist to the roof in the distance, where stood a burly man with an iron bow nearly a man high.

The corners of the ghost crying mouth curled, and the mood at the moment was extremely happy: "Long time no see, Lao Tie!"

This Iron Card of the Heavenly Master's Mansion who fought side by side with him, although the two sides did not communicate much, they were already friends.

Lao Tie jumped off the roof, bent his legs slightly, then stood firm and walked quickly to this side.

Ghost Cry raised his feet to meet him, and arched his hand: "Lao Tie." ”

Lao Tie also arched his hand: "Ghost brother!"

The two looked at each other and laughed, and the old man said: "I haven't seen you for many days, and the ghost brother's knife skills have improved again." ”

The ghost cried and laughed: "The old iron archery technique is different?"

In the distance, there are youkai attracted by the movement here and are coming towards this side.

Lao Tie said: "Why don't you compare it?"

"Okay!" the ghost cried in agreement.

The sound of fighting sounded again.

The fish demon with a huge body was disemboweled with a knife, and its internal organs flowed to the ground.

The corpse demon with amazing swordsmanship was shot in the head by an arrow and fell from the roof.

The comical looking shrimp soldier had a pair of huge pincers cut off, and his head was pierced with a knife.

The crab with its hard shell was nailed to the wall with an arrow, and blood flowed all over the ground.

Under the moonlight, two figures seemed to be death, shuttling quickly through the streets and alleys. The reckless monsters, with the cooperation of the two, were slaughtered frantically.

Although there are a large number of these monsters, they are scattered and there is no unified leader, which can be regarded as the two of them like a fish in water.

But even so, after a quarter of an hour, the two had to retreat.

The consumption of ghost crying is too great, in the underground, the constant use of evil thoughts makes his energy consume rapidly, and after a near death, he has not eaten, and it is another vicious battle The consumption of physical strength and demonic energy is unsustainable.

As for Lao Tie, he carried a limited number of arrows, and each arrow consumed a great deal of his spirit. After the arrows in the quiver were gone, he himself began to pant for breath.

The two cooperated, and they could only kill some monsters with great appetites and great harm, and then reluctantly retreated.

Away from the docks, there are fewer youkai everywhere.

The stone pavement turned into a gravel road, and in an alley, two people stood opposite each other against the wall, each pranayama.

After both of them had recovered a bit, the ghost cried and asked, "What about the people from the Heavenly Master's Mansion?"

"Don't mention those bastards. Lao Tie said angrily: "Those bastards are all fat and big-eared, and they are full of greasy food, and they were frightened at a dangerous moment, and they all became turtles with shrunken heads." ”

"What do you say?" Ghost Cry frowned, according to common sense, in the hinterland of human beings, where there are more monsters, the stronger the power of the Heavenly Master's Mansion.

For example, in prosperous places such as Jiangnan, Gusu, and Hangzhou, the monsters themselves are relatively duty, and the number is small, so there are only a few permanent residents in the Heavenly Master's Mansion on weekdays.

And like here, Yun Mengze, a place where monsters are rampant, the number of people in the Heavenly Master's Mansion alone is close to three digits, and the strength should be extremely strong. But listening to Lao Tie's tone, it doesn't seem to be the case.

Lao Tie sighed: "Although monsters are rampant here, it is also very prosperous, and there are countless merchant ships coming and going every year, which also brings endless wealth. I don't know when the Heavenly Master's Mansion stationed here reached a tacit understanding with those monsters and began to corrupt. Those merchant ships that were robbed were done by the bandits under the command of those monsters on the surface, but in fact, there was the acquiescence of the Heavenly Master's Mansion, because the Celestial Master's Mansion also collected money here. ”

"I came here this time to cut off some carrion, but who knew that this happened, and the original once-in-a-century Yunmengze changed suddenly. Most of those fools were enjoying themselves on the docks or on the water, but in the face of the monsters that suddenly turned their faces, most of them were wiped out, and only a few escaped. ”

Then they were frightened, and they were as good as mortals, hiding in their houses and shivering, completely ignoring the lives of the people here. There are also words to say, saying that there are not many people left near the dock anyway, so it is better to keep the troops and be responsible for more people, I bah!"

"No, there's also the City God, what about the City God?"

"City God?" Lao Tie shook his head helplessly: "Because the Heavenly Master Mansion of the Bone Buried City has reached a tacit agreement with those monsters, the monsters never do evil in the city, so the power of the City God has been weakened year after year, and now, the number of ghost soldiers is less than 100, and the City God itself is also unprecedentedly weak. What's more, Chenghuang already acted according to the will of the people, there were few people near the dock, and there were more people in the rest of the place, and the number of people overpowered the less, and it was impossible for Chenghuang to exhaust his strength for a small number of people, so ......"

Lao Tie sighed, full of helplessness.