Chapter 320

"Broken..."

Between life and death, ghost Xiu broke out. As a genius of a generation, how could he die here?

In a short time, the ice and snow here, even the wind blowing like an ice knife, with endless cold.

Xu Tianbao killed six or seven Kaiyuan villagers with them. They threw out a lot of dirty blood, and began to drench Guixiu.

"Kill!"

The knife just swept a villager's neck. What surprised Guixiu was how hard the man's flesh and bones were? He had some difficulty in cutting.

Xu Tianbao became cruel and kneaded into ghost Xiu's arms and drank: "lock!"

Three gold lock nails pierced GUI Xiu's skin, just to pierce it. This ghost cultivation also has some accomplishments in body refining. It is rare to see such an all-round development, even on land.

However, the dirty blood thrown out by the villagers just now is not simple. It is the filth produced by refining the blood of the Dragon Tortoise. It has an immediate effect when it is aroused.

With a bang, half black and half red dirty blood changed. He outlined the crisscross blood lines on GUI Xiu's body, which made him fall into all kinds of negative states at once and lost the suppression of his injury in an instant.

Seeing that you are ill, Xu Tianbao takes out a soft sword from his waist and cuts it to Gui Xiu's wrist. Villagers launched a fierce attack, sand bowl big fist dancing like flying, people have a sense of iron.

"BAM Bang Bang..."

This is really a fist to meat, hit ghost Xiu to roar, at this time, he felt a pain in the wrist, the sword dropped to the ground.

"Back!" Xu Tianbao knew the truth of the trapped beast, so he quickly told everyone to step back. He would be very satisfied to shoot down this precious sword.

Ghost Xiu was furious. These little things forced him to be in such a mess. His body suddenly let out a strong ghost fog and turned around.

The two villagers retreated slowly, and were immediately eroded by the fog, which made them roll all over the ground in pain, only a moment later they were completely destroyed.

It was too tragic. The bones of the two villagers were exposed, and their flesh and blood turned into pus. Even if they had demon blood to protect their bodies, they could not escape the fate of tragic death.

This is the assassin's mace of ghost repair. It can emit ghost fog at critical moment, and it has extraordinary corrosive power, but it can't be used more.

"What's the matter? Why hasn't Zhitian come back? " Guixiu knelt down on one knee, and there were a lot of conditions in his body. He felt like a big tree that was eaten away by moths. Originally, it was full of luxuriant branches and leaves. As a result, one ring was superimposed and another was broken down. It would be good to maintain 20% of his strength.

The decisive battle between life and death is changing rapidly.

At the moment when the ghost fog shrinks back, Qin Xiaoya flies from the ground. She picks up the sword that ghost Xiu dropped to the ground. The brush brush is three knives.

"Baga!"

The first knife, ghost Xiu saw the blade awn, then his eyes tingled, he could not see around.

The second knife, the arm flies into the air, blood splashes.

The third knife, sharp pain under the ribs, cut a terrible gap.

In the shadow of death, ghost Xiu did not have any hesitation. With a bang, he raised a large amount of black ash, and his body penetrated into the ground and disappeared.

"Run away? It's not dead. Can you escape? " Xu Tianbao carefully observed the neighborhood and found that it was not a cover up. The ghost really escaped from the underground.

Just at this time, came a light chant: "time is just right, spell life, retreat is death, your Qi is done!"

In the distance, there was a buzz, and the white turtle shell the size of a washbasin was blooming with waves. Ghost cultivation place underground issued a terrible scream, he turned over and jumped on the ground, toward the direction of the white turtle shell rushed past.

"No, how can you take away my ancestral spirit?"

"No, give it back. That's my strength."

Twenty seconds ago, Zhou lie looked very embarrassed.

In order to hold him back, he tried his best to improve the power of the eight trigrams palm with Shao Yong's help. He barely suffered heavy damage, but his body was full of wounds, which could be called a bloody battle.

He is waiting for the opportunity, believing that Xu Tianbao and Qin Xiaoya will not let the ghost fix it.

Although the chance of winning was less than 50%, he still decided to fight. Because the adjustment of the air before the battle, so that they occupy a little bit of time and space, if we can hope for people and, then this ghost repair will die.

Sure enough, Zhou liepan came, and Yoshida's body began to be lax, and the ghost was forced to recall it.

At this time, Shao Yong said in a low voice: "the seventh grade is slightly attached, which does not show that I am a little fierce. Now you should concentrate on holding yuan and see how I can help you further."

Zhou lie quickly concentrate, his manner, his action suddenly changed into another appearance.

Compared with just now, Zhou lie is more calm and steady. He raises his sleeve and bends his fingers to the white turtle shell. He even makes the empty sound series into a melodious tune, just like fairy music.

The white tortoise shell seems to be a musical instrument in Shao Yong's hand. When the scale is rendered, it actually holds the figure of Nobuta, which makes him unable to return to the battle and fight hard!

"Ha ha ha ha, come here. The king's luck of barbarians happens to happen when I'm out of the mountain and I'll take your flag." Shao Yong laughs and points his hand to the eyebrows of Yoshida. He says, "the dragon and the snake are on the land and the world is competing for supremacy. It's a rare meal.""You, what are you doing?" Yoshida was in the state of breaking up and returning. However, he was affected by the white turtle shell, but he could not return. His anger rose in his heart, but he could not vent his anger, and he felt a faint fear. He is the sixth grade inheriting the ancestor spirit. How could he be destroyed in the hands of the seventh grade inferior ancestor spirit? How is that possible?

Shao Yong seemed to see through his mind. The old God was laughing and said, "how can it be impossible? The thunder that rings above your head is the beginning. The bad luck of a hundred miles is called by me. It's like you have done something harmful to the world. You have to suffer from the worldly news. You can't break the blockade. That's the end. Suck! "

With a suction word exit, Yoshida obviously felt something flying away from him, which seemed to be very important to him.

Ghost Xiu came at a gallop, but his eyebrows puffed out blood. After 30 years of painstaking cultivation, his mind was like a river breaking through a dike, and his spiritual strength quickly dissipated, which was the precursor of breaking the gong.

"No, no, I'm willing to be loyal to you, not to kill them all." Although ghost Xiu shouts like this, his body has been moving forward, and his anger in his heart has reached the extreme.

"Breathe again!" Shao Yong didn't even lift his eyelids. He sucked hard at Yoshida. He even sucked out a small figure like a dragon. His face was smiling.

"Poof..." Ghost Xiu's eyebrows once again spurted blood, but he could not feel the existence of the spirit. The spiritual strength collapsed thousands of miles, which means that those forces that once made him proud are disappearing.

In despair, he growled, "die with me!"

Shao Yong rowed his hands, his feet leaped lightly and his figure flashed strangely. When he appeared again, he had already stood behind the ghost Xiu and praised: "this meal is not free! From seven grades to seven grades, which barbarians are qualified to die with me

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