"flesh!"

The hoarse and violent howls rose with the blood-like fire. The ghosts, who were over ten feet tall, smelled the smell of fresh blood and bones in the brutal wind.

They dragged countless blood-stained weapons and rushed from all directions surrounded by a group of vengeful ghosts.

All kinds of appearances.

Green-faced fangs, three-eyed or one-eyed faces, some have horns on their heads, some have bone spurs, and some are like beasts, with long tails swinging, most of them are covered with armor-like scales.

Some of the very unique ghost things also have mane decorations.

They were all humans.

But for various reasons, he chose to be a ghost and impose the suffering he had suffered in the same way to those who had never seen hell. It seems that doing so would slightly relieve the resentment in their hearts.

"Click"

There is a terrifying chewing sound, echoing in the gloomy wind.

Holding a long and short sword, his eyes were silent, and his blood-stained warrior raised his head and saw a half-ghost dragging a black ghost gold rod holding a piece of his arm, chewing in his mouth full of fangs like a chicken leg.

Blood dripped from that arm.

It may come from a martial arts man who has been practicing martial arts for many years.

These flesh and blood, nourished by the real temperature, exudes the irresistible sweetness of cruel ghosts.

The ghost martial artists with red eyes looked at the group of embarrassing warriors gathered together and swords outwards with their red eyes, and their copper bell-like eyes were full of surprises.

"We thought you all ran away."

The Chinese language with a strange accent sounded vaguely from the mouth of the ghost martial artist. It threw down half of its bitched arms, and behind them were the little ghosts chattering and snatching them into a ball.

The fierce ghost martial artist grabbed a heavy stick and held it with his green ghost claws. While breathing, he sprayed a column of burning flames from his nostrils like an eagle.

It stared at the silent warriors in front of it.

explain:

"Is there a little courage and dare to come back? Did you come here to die?"

The bearded man didn't answer.

The more than thirty people behind him did not answer.

Since we have decided to fight to the end, there is nothing to say about these cruel ghosts.

The spiritual energy hidden in the wind filled with various fishy smells was taken into the body by these warriors. They were less than seven miles away from Dongying City. This was not the first time they experienced such a siege.

Everyone is very tired.

Not only did he witness the tragic death of his comrades, but his mind was shocked.

Because of the heavy pressure of spiritual energy, the tenacious body has reached its limit because of the repeated use of magical martial arts. Speaking is a burden for them.

Seeing that the surrounded warriors did not answer, the leader of the Guiwu felt that he was despised and naturally burst into anger in his cruel heart.

"Bang"

The heavy, blood-filled ghost gold rod hit the ground, and the ghost martial waving its claws and roared:

"Eat them!"

"roar"

The ghosts roared together, each making a splendid, with blazing fire, gusts of cold air, ice cones, and ghost shadows. They rushed from all around, and the warriors also dispersed silently.

Swords, fists, feet, long spears, short spears, hidden weapons, axes, hooks and forks.

The weapons that used to fight against humans are now swept towards all kinds of ghosts.

The opponent has changed, but his desire to win has not been shaken.

The spiritual energy is mixed in the true energy and operates around the warrior. The greater power passes through the meridian points, allowing this martial art that has been trained for thousands of times is also given a different power in this rapidly changing world.

"Bang"

The spider-like ghost was hit by the eye socket by a heavy punch that was trampled forward. The roaring force of the dragon to tear open the tough flesh and blood, and the fist was like pounding garlic, cracking the alienated skull.

"Tear"

The spear stabbed in front, four or five inches of spear light, and as the warrior swayed with both hands, flying stars blasted into the group of ghosts, like blades sweeping over the sharp spiritual energy, like a sickle cutting grass, destroying all spirits.

"Clang"

The black-handed axe danced, and the bursting technique erupted into a blood-red airflow, smuggling around the tall barbarian warrior, allowing him to seek enemies in a more keen sense.

It jumped up like a huge rock that slammed into the ghost group.

The next moment, the blood-colored axe slashed like a strong wind suddenly, turning into a sharp blade storm.

And those flying hidden weapons.

With the blessing of the Divine Martial Arts, these deadly gadgets broke through the speed of sound at the moment of action, and carried a sonic boom like a celestial girl scattering flowers, hitting all around.

The warrior who used the two swords to kill a ghost, was attacked by the demons rushing out of the soil, biting his calf, and blood flowed. He fell to the ground, and the two swords were still waving, and the sword wind forced the howling ghosts around him to avoid getting close to him.

As if the thunder sounded, three arrows broke through the air, nailing the three sneaky objects to the ground. Two more people flashed into the battle circle, each using martial arts to fight, and took the injured swordsman out of danger.

The delicacies that the ghosts behind were unwilling to receive flew away like this. They were still trying to chase them, but some warriors held heavy shields in their hands, and all three of them put the six-sided heavy shield in front of them to prevent the evil ghosts from attacking.

More than thirty people cooperated in a wonderful way, blocked each other's killing, and had the mystery of magical martial arts, and the attacks made the ghosts that could not be broken through at all.

The leader of the Guiwu Army saw that the young men could not make any breakthroughs and were beaten so miserably by the mortal warriors, and even more angry. It howled, dragged the ghost gold rod like a siege hammer and wanted to step forward to break the formation.

But the twisted legs will take a step, and a sharp blade will break through the air.

The long sword rolled up a strong wind, and the sword energy lingered, which made the Guiwu's cheeks hurt. It screamed and retreated repeatedly, lifted the long soldier in its hand, blocked the deadly sword, and blessed with brute force, and took the slash that should have broken its head.

"clang"

In the loud bang, the weapon like a mace shook out a trace of debris. This very scary weapon was cut by the bearded man with a knife like a spider web, almost breaking.

The power of this sword really scared the Japanese monster that was showing off his might.

It was more than ten feet tall and its beard was only about 1.8 meters tall. This scene looked like a dwarf, killing the giant with one sword.

"Yang killed seventeen brothers along the way, including Lao Wang and Amei, there were nineteen."

The bearded man stood with his knife in his arms.

He also pulled out a short knife from the scabbard behind him, and his body was wrapped with a thick smoke-like true energy, which shone on his cheeks and a hoarse sound like rubbing stones, which sounded in this chaotic battlefield.

The sound was not loud, and he could only be heard by the ghost martial artist in front of him.

"I have killed twenty-eight evil spirits like you, but it is far from enough to comfort the dead."

The bearded man raised his head.

His hands were long and short, and his figure suddenly appeared. At this moment, his figure brought about afterimages, just like a bone-blade wind blowing. In less than a breath, blood splattered everywhere on the body of the tall Guiwu. It screamed in pain and retreated repeatedly.

"Ten times it's back!"

The low roar rolled up rage, and the murderous intent turned into substance at this moment. The bearded man boiled from the murderous aura in his heart, and applied all the pain that surged in his heart to the scattered knife style.

He seemed to be able to feel, clearly, that the souls of the dead had not left.

They are behind them.

Every time I kill an evil ghost, their unwillingness and pain can be reduced by one point.

Everything around him is changing. In the perception of the bearded man, everything around him seems to be turning into a ghost creature, and the ghost cries misty, while he transforms into a warrior in the Yellow Springs, imposing the sufferings of the world with the knife in his hand on these evil things that should not have appeared at all.

This is a counterattack.

It's also a ruling!

His sword became faster and faster, and he rushed all the way to fight. In the brutal battle of his tired body on the verge of collapse, he witnessed the pain of his companions' death in battle, the grief and anger of trying to save people but failing, and the obsession of avenging the dead.

All of this turned into a force to push him forward in this berserk ghost creature.

His eyes seemed to be red.

Guiwu in front of him was dismembered by the storm of Yin and Yang swords, but he didn't want to stop, he didn't want to stop, and his sword was looking for the next one!

kill!

kill!!!

The bearded man who roared out loudly at this moment was like a fierce ghost on earth, dancing wildly among the ghosts, flashing around with long swords, and taking the death of short swords. The dragon sword that should have focused on the exquisite dragon sword became wild and domineering.

All sword styles have been separated from the moves and are no longer bound by yin and yang. With just one knife, you can bring a murderous aura to the sky.

Led by the crazy bearded man, the exhausted warriors were also aroused their fighting spirit, like a burning fire. They howled and fought forward with the bearded man.

The only way for warriors at this moment is to have death but not life.

The injured also staggered and followed.

The ghost is retreating.

Even they were shocked by the amazing murderous aura of these desperate warriors. They were running away, but they did not flee. The ghosts were also very smart. They knew that the explosion status of these warriors would not last long.

They are all very tired.
To be continued...