A skinned ghost swooped in, and a hundred stacks of knives cut out the whistling white waves.

He is actually an elite-level leader, his attacks are fierce, the blade rubs against the air and turns red, sending sparks straight into the air.

If you move the knife at a high frequency, it can also burst out sparks when cutting through the void.

With just this one blow, you can see how powerful and terrifying the Skinner is.

The opponent's target is Zhong Sheng.

Zhong Sheng wielded the ancient sword, and with the blessing of Nuan Liuli's power, he chopped off three skinned ghosts horizontally.

Finally, his strength failed, and when he slashed into the fourth skinned ghost, the ancient sword got stuck in the bone seam and could not be pulled out for the time being.

At this moment, the Skinner saw the opportunity and made a sneak attack from the side.

The killing move that has been brewing for a long time, once it is unleashed, is as terrifying as an overwhelming force.

"Hoo ho ho!

Not to mention, the apes and monkeys rode around on donkeys, poking and peeling off Xing Qi's heads one by one like a whack-a-mole.

However, the reality is not like this. We won, a small victory.

With a crisp sound, a hundred stacks of steel knives were broken on the spot.

One after another, the ferocious Peixingqi pierced my back, or chopped it off in half, leaving eight pieces of limbs scattered on the ground.

A young general in the ghost group finally approached Skin Ghost and thrust out a spear from under the horse.

Pi Gui nodded, "Taoist Li, after killing Xing Qi, go to Maitreya Messenger to settle the score with the bald man." Ding Dong!

After looking around for seven weeks, there were only scattered ancient swords left, and all of them looked frightened, indicating that they were ready to fight again.

When it comes to swordsmanship, the master of the ape or the skinned ghost specializes in using both eyes, and his accuracy is comparable.

The Vulcan thunder struck, destroying half of the Eight Thousand Peeling Ancient Swords, and the rest were routed into an army.

The tip of the branch was covered in venom as thick as ink, spinning and splashing in seven places.

Jia Li Qingfeng, the commander-in-chief of the Eight Thousand Peel Xingqi, also has time to think about his own business.

Xing Qi moved to the front and became more and more at ease, as if he was actively cooperating with the ancient sword peeler to deliver the vital part to Zhong Sheng.

After thinking about it for a long time, when Monk Min was still there, the eight of us had to deal with a few ancient swords, but we were still not good at it.

Despite the brutal killings at the end of the pass, Gaxingqia still did not land. Instead, he cast spells for four days in an attempt to connect the ancient paths of the Yin soldiers.

Xing Qi became more and more brave as he fought, peeling off the ancient sword behind his eyes and turning them into soft-legged shrimps.

The skinned ghost who made a sneak attack was caught off guard. He staggered back a few steps and raised his knife to slash again.

Princess Luo walked slowly as if flying, holding the flaming blade to kill bravely, her feet still standing.

Is that still a notoriously evil and smelly Peixingqi?

If in normal times, a hundred ancient swords were formed in formation, they would force us to fight and flee.

My arms felt sore and numb, and I suddenly realized that I had not killed one or four heads.

The young general who peeled off the ancient sword supported the pole and stood up reluctantly. A bit of cold light came towards him.

The young man who peeled off the ancient sword wanted to use his strength to smash the umbrella cover, but he thought of the fire that hit his face, and there were more than a hundred pieces.

The thunderbolt hit Xing Qi's chest, knocking me so hard that I fell to the ground and struggled to get up again.

Zhong Sheng did not hesitate. He held the sword with both hands and cut the seriously injured opponent in front of him in half. He turned over and stabbed the skinned ghost behind him.

The Fuhuo Divine Thunder not only killed a thousand Shao Pei Ancient Swords, but also cut off the ancient path of Yin Soldiers.

Because of this, we can defeat the enemy with a small number and kill the right one.

The scenes behind my eyes are so smooth and so real.

Suddenly there was a strong wind blowing in front of me, and I screamed in my heart that it was wonderful.

By then, even if there are only four or four hundred left, seven skin ghosts will be trapped.

In an instant, the tassels of firelight hanging down from the edge of the umbrella suddenly rolled back and turned into thousands of beams.

"Ah!"

He is now more and more skillful in operating the power of Yang Pun, killing skinned ghosts like chopping melons and vegetables.

The plastic spikes hit the fire umbrella, causing a dent on the spot.

"Vulcan Umbrella."

It's obvious that the enemy is outnumbered and you are outnumbered, but for some reason, you suddenly achieved a small victory.

"Wind and Fire Swordsman, Ji!"

If you are hit by an ancient peeling sword, you will be blinded in serious cases, and your brain will be injured in serious cases. If you are seriously injured, you will be cured.

The sharp sword pierced the chin, messing up the brain. The Tianling Cap was broken open, and the "spring water" that spurted out was really bad-looking.

Li Qingfeng is planning to attack Chang'an with just eight thousand people. Is this a joke?

If Gu is abandoned, the small army's plan to attack Chang'an will be terminated after Hangu Pass.

Zhong Sheng held the hilt of the sword, suddenly stood up and jumped up, his legs flew forward, and hit the skinned ghost in the chest.

Boom!

Pi Gui twisted Zhong Sheng, and the flames burst out, and he opened a burning fire umbrella on the spot.

Killing a ghost in ten steps is the best portrayal of Zhong Sheng right now.

Morale is a mysterious thing that can be seen or touched, but it never really exists.

After the skin ghost slowly stepped down, Zhong Sheng swept my legs and cut off my legs together with the spear pole, and then stabbed it out from top to bottom.

"Thanks.

Nowadays, when fighting against thousands of ancient swords, the more you kill, the better you become.

With a cry of surprise, waves of scorching cold air rolled in, knocking me off my horse.

"Calling Lu Lu!" Read the book

However, Pi Gui knew that the Shang Zheng, who was opposite me with the Peeling Ancient Sword, was scared to death after being killed by me.

The ancient sword continued to castrate, piercing through the skinned ghost's open mouth and extending through the back of his head.

I can't help but sigh. With the thunder strike, the power of thunder in the palm is reduced.

What is enviable is that the skinned ghost can kill and peel off the ancient sword hundreds of times better than me. Zhongsheng was not injured at all, the cold light was still there, and there was not even a scratch. It turned out that the seven of them had killed the ghost group and successfully merged together.
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The opponent who was originally evenly matched was completely defeated in the blink of an eye.

The big donkey soared like flying, crossing the sparse group of ghosts. The ape on its back thrust out sharp branches, one by one, piercing the eyeballs of the ancient sword.

Princess Luo waved her hand, holding the steel sword and looking for her previous opponent.

When the courage is strong, morale is also strong. No matter how little you peel off the ancient sword, it is just a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

The wrist shook slightly, the ancient sword shook out a beautiful sword flower, and the stinky head exploded into black mist.

The ancient swords that were peeled off all around were caught in the sea of ​​fire, burning with a scorching smell, and all the seven limbs and torso were burning.

On the other side, the two spirit beasts are also working very hard.

The graceful singing above the head, the eyes become sad and calm, the golden light disappears and appears, shuttles throughout the clouds.

"..."

The chaotic Han Valley was closed, and the cold light of swords and guns whirled, hitting the wall and the ground, and the shouts of killing were cut off.

"Ah!"

The ape smiled at me, riding a big donkey, looking for his last opponent.

Even Princess Luo felt that the Peeling Ancient Sword behind her was much stronger.

"Zhong Langjun."

The rotating fire ball and the dancing flame tongues create a dense and ventilated umbrella canopy.

Once the Yinbing Ancient Road is disconnected, Peeling Ancient Sword can recover from the chaos.

The soldier peeling off the ancient sword was affected and was splashed by a drop of venom, which melted into residual pus on the spot.

A slight sound broke through the air, and the ancient peeling sword that had been attacked from behind fell to the ground on the spot, and a slender branch penetrated into the skull from the eye socket.

Princess Luo chopped down an ancient sword, only to find that the edge of the sword was already full of gaps, and there was a skin ghost nearby.

There is enough water in the body, and the skin is peeled off one by one at the scorching cold temperature until the beeping sound is heard.

A talisman was ignited, fell under the green steel sword, and turned into a burning fire blade.
Chapter completed!