"Jiang Tong, I didn't expect it was you..." At this moment, the bearded man Wu Jing shook his weapon and roared: "Old guy, after so many years, you still don't want to give up?"

"Beasts, you two rely on the help of the white ghost to slaughter my relatives and take away the treasures passed down from generation to generation. How can I let you go?" Jiang Tong, the old man with a thumping face, roared with red eyes at this time: "Brothers, the time for revenge is here, go--"

"Kill--" Five, six powerful red-qi led by Jiang Tong instantly surrounded him. The white old man Lang Qing suddenly showed a ferocious face. He suddenly shook the copper jar hanging around his waist, and two ghosts with silver light suddenly floated out of it. They were the weird white ghost. ()            (8)bsp;O               M

"Be careful, if you touch that thing, you will be unconscious!" Jiang Tong just shouted this sentence, and two white lights hit the two of them like lightning. The other party immediately fell to the ground without saying a word.

"Damn it, I was plotted against them again."

Jiang Tong was so angry that he stomped his feet, but Lang Qing didn't dare to drive the white ghost too much. This guy just killed a witch elder who fell seriously ill on the roadside many years ago, and took the other party's white ghost copper urn and a secret record full of ancient texts. However, Lang Qing couldn't recognize a few words, so he had to find a fox and dog party Wu Jing to translate the above things for him. Only then could the two of them barely drive the white ghost to hurt people and kill people in a short period of time.

But the white ghosts in these copper jars did not obey Lang Qing and Wu Jing's command, but rushed out of the copper jar and went out to contaminate their "white ghost plague" on living creatures. However, there were some things in the copper jar that made the white ghost linger and unwilling to give up, so they slowly returned to the copper jar after a while.

"Come back quickly-" Lang Qing shook the copper urn desperately, and the two white ghosts who were about to continue to rage suddenly retreated. At this moment, Wu Jing had already roared and rushed to the hands of the other two Jiang Tongs. The big sword in his palm fell down, and immediately forced the two to retreat.

"You can't fight, go!" Lang Qing and Wu Jing all had the same idea, just because the white ghost was extremely sharp and could not be used one after another. Otherwise, if the white ghost stayed outside for too long, he would inevitably flee around. In the past, only two of the five white ghosts in the copper jar had escaped, so the two of them did not dare to take this risk at all.

The two guys with ulterior motives were as anxious as a stray dog, and did not dare to fight against the remaining four strong men of red energy, including Jiang Tong. They immediately ran to the end of Qingniu Ancient Town with a desperate death to the place where the mountains and forests were in the distance.

"Chasing, you must never let these guys go. Not only do I want to avenge my relatives, but I also want to regain my 'Lingtian Arrow'!" Jiang Tong finally saw the traces of his enemies at this time, and refused to let them go and immediately chased them with the people.

Ruotao, who hid in the dark and observed the scene just now, asked, "Young Master, what should we do?"

"It seems that the two escaped guys who used the white ghost to use the plague to harm people." Guan Heng said at this time: "I have asked the great ghost to follow you. You should quickly call the elephant snake bird and mountain turtle at the entrance of the village to follow you. I'll take a step first."

"Okay!" In an instant, Ruotao agreed and started to act separately with Guan Heng, but said that Guan Heng was chasing him like a wind rushing under his feet.

Now there are three groups of people chasing each other. Wu Jing and Lang Qing ran in the front, and their enemy Jiang Tong was chasing him reluctantly. Guan Heng, who was about to be the "yellow bird", followed quietly.

"Ah--" Jiang Tong saw that his enemy was about to leave the town and ran away, suddenly roared and threw out the copper spear in his palm and headed towards Wujing a hundred steps away.

The copper spear contained unparalleled red aura, and its momentum was extremely terrifying. Wu Jing rushed to escape but did not pay attention to avoiding it. He just heard a puff, and the tip of the spear penetrated his calves, and it suddenly turned red all over the ground. The guy suddenly howled and fell to the ground.

"You three slaughtered the surrounding Wujing and followed me, I'll chase Langqing."

After Jiang Tong threw down this sentence, he immediately pulled out his short sword from his waist and chased Lang Qing. Compared to Wu Jing, he hated another person more, just because his children and wives all died tragically at the hands of the other party. This hatred was irreconcilable.

At this moment, Jiang Tong's three tribe members and subordinates surrounded Wu Jing, whose calf was injured, had their eyes red. More than ten years ago, the lives of more than a hundred people in the Jiang clan were all lost in the hands of Wu Jing and Lang Qing. How could these people not hate them to the core?

"Kill--" One of the people suddenly showed off his long blade and rushed towards Wu Jing. Who knew that the other party had a fierce look and pulled out the short spear on his leg. Regardless of the long flow of blood, he immediately rushed away with his back hand.

"Swish!" After being swept by the spear tip, the man stared at the wide open eyes and spurted blood and died. The long blade fell, but was held in his hand with a "splash".

"Does the beast dare to act fiercely?! Go---" The remaining two men suddenly appeared in a deep red aura and immediately came up to siege Wu Jing regardless of everything. The bearded man was originally seriously injured on his legs and was still unstable to stand, let alone resisting. He said it slowly. At that time, the bronze spear and the short sword were squeezing under Wu Jing's ribs at the same time, and immediately came to a cross.

"Uh uh uh uh--" Wu Jing, who was hit, clamped the opponent's weapon with his arm without hesitation. The two people couldn't take it back. He heard only a few "swish swish swish" sounds. The long blade in Wu Jing's palm had already rolled the skulls of the two people, and the big blood mist rushed into the sky with a loud blast.

"Pu, pu" two people fell to the ground. Wu Jing laughed wildly at this time: "Hahaha, I can kill three people before dying. I have enough money."

"Dong..." The knee was lit, and Wu Jing was half kneeling on the ground the next moment, and was bleating blood. At this moment, Guan Heng's voice suddenly sounded not far from him: "You can kill three strong red energy men of the same level in a row, so you are fierce enough. How about you? Do you still want to survive?"

"Uh? You are..." Wu Jing lost too much blood at this time and was already dazzled, but he could barely see the appearance of the customs clearance horizontal.

Guan Heng sneered at this time and then said, "You don't have to worry about who I am, but I know all of you two miscellaneous people that harm people with white ghosts. If you want to survive, it's best to tell me what methods can be used to treat those people who fainted, otherwise I will cut you into pieces immediately!"

"I, I don't know..." Wu Jing had just said half a sentence, when Guan Heng waved the Qingqi palm knife and swept across the tip of the other party's nose with a slight sound, immediately peeling down two-thirds of his nose.

"Puff——" The red mist squirted, and Wu Jing immediately covered his face and howled: "I said, I said, Lang Qing, my companion has a secret record made of animal skin, which may have a method to cure the white ghost plague. I don't know anything else."

"I'll say it a long time ago, so I won't suffer any flesh." When Guan Heng heard this, he immediately chased forward, but Wu Jing's eyes suddenly burst into fierce light. He covered his nose with one hand and then reached into his arms, and suddenly pulled out the short blade...
Chapter completed!