As soon as he finished speaking, the ghost covered in silver scales kicked his legs and rushed towards Su Ming.

It seems to have strong legs similar to frogs, and its muscles explode instantly, trampling deep footprints on the wet ground.

Then with this powerful propulsion, its body quickly approached Su Ming.

A pair of sharp scale claws that looked like lizards, grabbed Su Ming hard.

Under the faint moonlight, the speed of this claw was as fast as a light silver light, rushing towards him.

Su Ming's eyes shrank slightly, and he suddenly flashed to the side, and he could barely avoid the attack of this silver-like claw.

But then, its strong legs plowed long marks on the ground, stopping the inertia of rushing in, and then their muscles tensed again, bursting out suddenly, and two scale claws attacked at an extremely fast speed.

"Clang~"

Su Ming's Ridge Knife was only half drawn out. In desperation, he could only hold the hilt of the knife in one hand and the scabbard in the other, and cross it in front of him.

"Clang~Clang~"

The two scale claws hit the Sun Wheel Knife, making a crisp sound of metal collision.

Fortunately, Su Ming blocked the sharp attack.

However, the power of this attack was too great. Even Su Ming, holding both ends of the Sun Wheel Knife in both hands, took a few steps back.

A strong wind blew over her face, blowing a few strands of hair on Su Ming's forehead.

The soft and numb shock force was transmitted along the blade, making his hands soft and he almost let go of the Sun Wheel Knife.

This ghost has such great power!

Its hands covered with scales were also surprisingly hard.

and……

Su Ming frowned slightly, and his eyes followed the hands of the scales and climbed upwards. A silver scale almost covered the entire body of the ghost.

The scales on its body were as hard as iron as his hands...

Su Ming had a headache, and this was the first time he had encountered this situation.

But he won't think too much.

I saw it lowered its head and looked at the faint marks on its scales, stretched out a long tongue full of saliva and licked it, and opened its mouth full of white and sharp teeth. "As for food, your resistance seems to be some strength."

"But, you can't even cut my scales," its eyes quickly became bloody, a ferocious smile appeared on its face, kicked its legs, and jumped towards Su Ming.

"Is it true? Should I be a little enlightened as food, and I'll die for me!!"

The speed has become faster again!

Su Ming's heartbeat suddenly and he fell to the ground and rolled away.

The ghost quickly crossed over Su Ming's body and showed a cruel smile at him rolling: "It's too slow!"

Under the moonlight, Su Ming stared blankly at the ghost's body with a faint fluorescence.

What is that?

The moment the ghost's right foot landed, his left foot suddenly hit Su Ming lying on the ground.

"Dong~"

With a muffled sound, the ground instantly sank downwards a deep pit.

Immediately afterwards, he stepped on Su Ming with another kick.

"Clang~"

Su Ming had no choice but to use the Sun Wheel Knife to block it horizontally.

A huge force made his arms overwhelmed. For a moment, his internal organs received a strong impact. Su Ming's face turned pale and his throat was filled with a slight fishy and salty smell.

Damn it!

This guy's speed and strength are too great.

Every attack is like a waving hammer.

Heavy and heavy.

Such a guy is completely unbearable for ordinary swordsmen.

How many people did this ghost eat?

How could it become so powerful?

No one can answer Su Ming’s question. His current situation is completely on the verge of life and death.

...

Ichiro Ichiro of Teichung Temple woke up from numbness as early as the beginning of Su Ming’s battle.

His lower body was deeply trapped in the wet soil, his legs were unconscious.

He was nailed to the ground by the ghost with a powerful hammer.

One of his arms was completely broken, and the other hand was damaged very seriously.

The muscles broke, causing depressions or bulging swollen bags to appear on his arms.

But at this moment, he looked at Su Ming who was in desperate situation, and the only hand that could move, leaned towards the Sun Wheel Knife on the ground.

good!

The moment he held the hilt of the knife, his body gently cried out.

‘This may be the last sword on my swordsman’s road!’

This kind of thought suddenly came to his mind.

Yes, the hand that could only hold the knife with perseverance will be completely broken after swaying this knife!

But...I can't back down any more!

"Even if I bet on the swordsman's last swordsman's career, I must let this evil ghost remember it for the rest of my life!"

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

A large amount of scorching air exploded inside the body.

His only potential in forcibly extracting flesh and blood.

【Yan's breath, all, all...concentrate, last blow】

This is not a sword skill at all, it just throws the Sun Wheel Knife out in a simple and unpretentious manner.

But this blow was the sword that Tiecheng Temple, this bald head with a wide face and this genius boy who breathed the rock. He bet on his last swordsman career, and he threw it all.

A faint earth-yellow light penetrated the back of the evil ghost and inserted it into his body.

The long-lost severe pain made the evil ghost make heart-wrenching screams.

"Damn, damn, damn, damn, damn!!"

"How dare you, how dare you, how dare you...!!"

"Since you want to die so much, I will eat you first!"

The evil ghost gave up the attack on Su Ming. It pulled out the Sun Wheel Knife inserted in its back, turned around with a crazy look on its face, and ran towards Tiecheng Temple.

But how could Su Ming let it go, and quickly endured the severe pain in his body and got up.

Just when the furious evil ghost was about to attack Tiecheng Temple.

The wind is blowing!

The sharp whistling sounded throughout the night.

【Wind's breath, one type, dust whirlwind, cutting and slashing】

At the critical moment of life and death, Su Ming finally understood this sword technique.

I saw a long and light green tornado that crawled into the wound on the ghost's back.

Its internal organs were instantly shattered by the violent tornado sword energy.

"Ah!!!" The severe pain made it scream that broke through human hearing.

It was hunched over, and the fragments of the organs were mixed with fishy blood, flowing on the ground.

"It hurts so much! It hurts so much! It hurts so much!!"

It was a ghost who was extremely afraid of pain, so it was based on the blood ghost technique - bionic, and it grew a bunch of fish-like scales.

Because I was afraid of pain and was slashed by the Ridge Knife, I wanted to run faster and then bionic and grew a pair of frog-like legs.

It was also because he was afraid of pain that he wanted to have strength, so he bionicated a body of strong muscle tissue.

Fear made him bionic the characteristics of several creatures, such as the fish fins on both sides of his ears, which are similar to gill-shaped organs, which can allow him to hide in the water and not be discovered.

But the blood magic - bionics, requires eating a lot of flesh and blood to restructure the body.

Therefore, it nailed the prepared food to the ground, allowing it to attract more food for itself.

But unexpectedly, the food I waited for this time knocked off his teeth.

When it was in great pain, Su Ming quickly cut off the scales on its neck and beheaded it.

"Success!"

Su Ming breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the sweat from his face. Tiecheng Temple next to him also showed an expression of surviving the disaster.

The neck was cut off, and even the ghost with blood ghost skills could not last long. The ghost gradually turned into ashes and dissipated.

As it was dying, there was still a childish reluctance on its face.
Chapter completed!