Huo Yungang stretched out his hand and pointed to the city: "Do you see more than a dozen people standing in the east and west directions?"

Guo Lin looked in the direction that Huo Yungang knew, and found that there was a dirt slope in the east and west directions, and at this time, there were more than a dozen men of different statures standing on the dirt slope, Guo Lin's eyes narrowed: "The breath of those people is very huge......

Huo Yungang exhaled: "If I'm not mistaken, the dozen or so men on the dirt slope are all ghost king-level figures. ”

"It's troublesome now, we can't just watch the dead leaf Daoist friend in distress and not save it!" Guo Lin frowned.

"Huh, where is Lin San?" Wei Zhengming suddenly shouted.

Guo Lin turned his head and glanced around, and sure enough, he found that Lin San was gone.

"Ah, Lin San is down there!" Wei Zhengming shouted, pointing to the city.

Guo Lin hurriedly leaned over to take a look, and saw that Lin San didn't know when he got off the city wall, and was walking towards the Withered Leaf Master and the Thousand-Handed Ghost King step by step, Guo Lin raised his eyebrows: "What is Lin San going to do?!"

......

Lin San stretched out his hand, and hundreds of demon swords appeared out of thin air, roaring towards the Thousand-Handed Ghost King, Lin San was planning to surround Wei to save Zhao.

The Thousand-Handed Ghost King snorted coldly, opened his mouth and spewed out a stream of pitch-black mist, laying a defensive wall in front of him.

"Whoosh...... Hundreds of Demon Blades shot out hundreds of fires directly, burning the pitch-black mist completely.

"Ahh

After hundreds of fires burned away the pitch-black mist, they rushed directly towards the Thousand-Handed Ghost King.

The Thousand-Handed Ghost King retreated to the side in a flash, and shouted softly: "Return!"

The thousand arms that were attacking the withered leaf master suddenly split in half, and they flew over to defend the Thousand-Handed Ghost King.

Lin San waved his sleeves: "Chop!"

Hundreds of Demon Swords suddenly dispersed, quickly slashing towards the hundreds of arms that flew towards them.

"Crackling......" After a muffled sound, hundreds of arms were suddenly shattered into pieces by the Demon Sword, and even the magic weapon in his hand was burned to ashes by the fire.

"What are these red knives, how can they be so powerful!" The Thousand-Handed Ghost King's expression became solemn for the first time, he recited a few spells in his mouth, and the hundreds of arms that were fighting with the Demon Knife suddenly flew back quickly, and even the arms that besieged the people on the dead leaves were all recruited back by the Thousand-Handed Ghost King, and a burst of light flashed, and all the arms were attached to the back of the Thousand-Handed Ghost King, at this time, the Thousand-Handed Ghost King raised a hand, quickly formed a handprint, and recited a few words of incomprehensible language in his mouth, only to see that the aura in the air suddenly jumped violently, and a layer of white light spots that could be seen by the naked eye slowly emerged from all around, and in the blink of an eye, these white points of light were combined and turned into hundreds of white arms。

"Huh, these arms can still be restored, and there are really some doorways!" Lin San's eyes were cold, and he wanted to command the Demon Suppression Knife to ambush the hundreds of arms that had just gathered together, but unfortunately, as soon as Lin San's mind moved, the hundreds of arms disappeared out of thin air, and then appeared on the back of the Thousand-Handed Ghost King.

The Thousand-Handed Ghost King, who had just finished casting the spell, was obviously a little pale, although her arms were conjured up, but each arm was attached to a wisp of her divine thoughts, just now, she was accidentally destroyed by Lin San Hundreds of arms, so that the Thousand-Handed Ghost King really suffered a secret loss.

"Lin Daoyou, thank you for saving my life!" said the Venerable Leaf Master with gratitude.

Lin San waved his hand: "Friends of the withered leaves, you and I belong to the same camp, and we should help each other." As Lin San spoke, he watched vigilantly at the Thousand Hands Ghost King's every move, not slacking off at all.

"Lin Daoyou, I'...... Ahem, cough, cough ......" As soon as the withered leaf master said half of his words, he suddenly coughed violently, and hurriedly took out a pill from his arms and swallowed it.

Lin San frowned: "Withered Leaf Daoist, you are very seriously injured and can't fight any longer, take advantage of my time to contain the Thousand-Hand Ghost King, you hurry back to the city wall!"

"No! I can't leave you here alone!" the Dead Leaf Man shook his head resolutely.

"Fellow Withered Leaves, with your current state, staying behind will only become a burden to me!" Lin San accentuated his tone a little.

"But you ......," the withered leaf master still wanted to speak.

"Withered Leaf Daoist, don't worry, the Thousand-Handed Ghost King can't hurt me!" Lin San slowed down his tone a little.

The Venerable Leaves remembered the hundreds of demon swords that Lin San had struck out just now, and nodded slightly: "Be careful yourself!" After speaking, he dispersed the giant spirit technique, returned to his original form, and flew towards the city wall with a flying magic weapon.

The Thousand-Handed Ghost King stood quietly to the side and did not make a move to stop him.

Seeing that the Venerable Leaves had escaped safely, Lin San breathed a sigh of relief, now that there was no burden, he could let go of his hands and do a big job.

The Thousand-Handed Ghost King glanced Lin San up and down, and lightly opened his lips: "Who are you?"

Lin San smiled faintly: "A nobody!"

The Thousand-Hand Ghost King glanced at the hundreds of Demon Swords floating in front of Lin San: "Can you tell me the origin of these knives?"

"Yes, but I have one condition. Lin San said with a smile.

"What conditions?" the Thousand-Handed Ghost King was stunned.

"It's very simple!" Lin San glanced at the towering chest of the Thousand-Handed Ghost King: "You take off your clothes and let me admire them a few times, and I will tell you the origin of these knives!" Lin San is clearly teasing the Thousand-Handed Ghost King again, and it is really shameless enough.

The face of the Thousand-Handed Ghost King sank: "Look for death!" The thousand hands behind him waved together, and hundreds of magic weapons suddenly smashed towards Lin San.

Lin San took a step back and stretched out his hand to point towards the hundreds of demon swords: "Array!"

"Whoosh...... One hundred and eight demon swords were suddenly dispersed and arranged into a knife formation.

Lin San lightly verticalized, and fell into the middle of the knife array, Lin Sanshen moved, and hundreds of demon knives suddenly spun quickly, and thin red lines shot out from the demon knife, all of which were smashed into shabu.

"I don't believe I can't kill you!" The Thousand-Handed Ghost King shouted angrily, reached out and patted his chest, opened his mouth and spit out an ugly gourd, this gourd was the size of a palm, the whole body was pitch black, and a breath of ancient vicissitudes slowly emanated from the gourd.

The moment the Thousand-Handed Ghost King took out the gourd, Lin San's eyelids couldn't help jumping, he felt that the Thousand-Handed Ghost King's gourd was very dangerous.

"This gourd is called the Black Fire Gourd, it is an ancient magic weapon, that is, commonly known as the ancient treasure, it is said to be an ancient treasure, in fact, its power is greater than that of ordinary spiritual treasures!" The thousand-handed ghost king pulled out the lid of the gourd, stretched out his slender fingers, and flicked the gourd gently, "Whoosh......" More than a dozen black flames suddenly burst out from the mouth of the gourd, and these black flames flew out, roaring towards the Demon Sword.