Liang Mengxia's face turned red. According to the words written by Yan Xi, she thought in a precise manner, and secretly shouted in her heart: "If someone insults you like this, I can't stand it, and I will definitely fight him to the death."
He only chanted for half a stick of incense, but the Green-horned Ghost King couldn't bear it any longer. He jumped out of the small temple, holding a huge mace-toothed stick, and struck Liang Mengxia.
The face of this ghost king has turned red.
I don't know if I'm ashamed, anxious, or angry.
Liang Mengxia flew away with his Qi and got out of the way. Even though he was a beginner swordsman, he couldn't compete with such a powerful ghost king in terms of brute strength. He took action with his flying sword and fought against the green-horned ghost king in a fierce battle.
Yuechi, Gu Xixi, and Gan Lingyao's mother and daughter also assisted and entangled the ghost king.
Yan Xi, who had been ambushing outside the backyard wall of the small temple for a long time, sneaked into the temple, broke into the temple, kicked the statue down with a flying kick, and trampled it again and again, completely crushing the statue.
He took out a submachine gun and fired wildly at the altar to avoid missing anything, so that the Green Horned Ghost King could take a breath.
The Green Horned Ghost King was fighting vigorously when suddenly his whole body started to tremble, as if he had lost his strength somewhere. The six to seven meter tall monster body kept shrinking, leaving only a thin layer of the demonic mist sprayed by the Green Horned One on top.
The little white ape took advantage of it and kicked the green-horned ghost king, who had shrunk to two or three meters tall, into a somersault.
Gan Lingyao shook his hands, and dozens of hidden weapons flew out, densely piercing the Green Horned Ghost King.
This evil spirit is quite extraordinary. To such an extent, it can still stir up the last bit of demonic mist to withstand Liang Mengxia's flying sword, get up and wield the mace club, and even want to kill Yuechi and get enough money.
Seeing this ghost king going crazy, Xiao Pendant used Qing Kung Fu to escape without hesitation.
Liang Mengxia saw that this evil spirit was still trying to show off his cruelty. He snorted coldly, called the flying sword back to him, and sprayed out a breath of vitality. With this breath of vitality, the flying sword suddenly shot out with brilliant light. With just one twist, it hit the flying sword.
The Blue Horned Ghost King was cut into two sections.
Although this battle was a complete victory, it was not easy. Liang Mengxia thought to herself: "If I encounter this green-horned evil ghost alone, and I don't know its details and fail to destroy its mud body in advance, I'm afraid that
You may not be able to win.”
He looked around and saw Yuechi and Gu Xixi following him. Yan Xi ran out yelling. Suddenly he felt a little relaxed and thought to himself: "It's better to have apprentices. You don't have to worry about many things on your own."
There are apprentices to work on."
Yan Xi got closer and shrank again, turning into two green-horned ghost kings more than one meter long. A line of text appeared in the air: "An initializable alien body has been detected. I would like to ask if you would like to use the force of time and space to transform into an incarnation."
Yan Xi's eyebrows were dancing secretly, he winked at Yuechi and said: "Master, Yuechi and I will burn its remains, so as not to leave any evil spirit behind and harm others."
Under Li Shu's envious gaze, Yan Xi and Yuechi moved the two pieces of Green Horned Ghost King aside, set up firewood, and lit them.
The fireworks covered the remains of the Green Horned Ghost King, and Yan Xi shouted in his heart: "Invest!"
"Becoming a demon ghost requires 1360 space-time powers for initialization. The current login device stores 17955 space-time powers. After deducting 1360, the current stored space-time powers are 16595."
A palm-sized pendant fell into Yan Xi's hands. It was a small and cute green-horned ghost child. When no one had any ideas, he put the pendant away and thought to himself: "The incarnation of the demon race, the character of the human race!
So that’s what happened. The Green-Horned Ghost King cannot be turned into a character card, it can only be turned into an avatar.”
When Yan Xi "burned" the corpse of the Green Horned Ghost King, Liang Mengxia found something to ignite the fire and set the small temple on fire. This was a temple dedicated to obscenity, and he could not leave it to continue harming others.
Liang Mengxia looked at the lit small temple, threw down the torch, and was about to lead her disciples on their way when she heard a voice shouting angrily: "Why are you robbing me of my external skills?"
A thin figure wearing a black night-walking suit came rushing all the way from a distance. His Qinggong skills were even better than those of Zhao Qijin, but he was not graceful and jumped up and down like an ape.
Before Liang Mengxia could explain, the other party had already taken out a short stick of incense as thick as a finger, shook the stick, and lit it. The smell of the short stick of incense was red and yellow, curling up and lingering for a few feet. Suddenly, there was a twist, and it hit Liang Mengxia like an electric shock.
Come.
Liang Mengxia was shocked. She took out her flying sword and twisted it with the smoke. Although it dispersed the red and yellow smoke, it was more difficult than cutting through the protective demonic mist of the Green Horned Ghost King. Moreover, this smoke dispersed and gathered together.
, extremely supernatural.
He didn't dare to let the smoke get close to him, so he activated his flying sword to fight with the opponent.
Just as Yan Xi collected the pendant of the Green Horned Ghost King, words appeared in the air again, but it was not that the story line had changed, but a reminder: the unknown swordsman appeared.
He carefully looked at this unknown swordsman who almost became his and Yuechi's second-hand master, and who killed two brothers for the Xuanjin cassock.
I thought to myself: "Although you can't judge people by their appearance, this person doesn't look like a kind person!"
"Wearing a black tights in broad daylight, does he think he is Spider-Man?"
"The storyline doesn't say whether we can kill him. If Yuechi kills him with one shot..."
"I'm kind of looking forward to the changes in the story line."
The story line of Taoist Yanxi has always been satisfactory. Yan Xi is always in desperate situations and struggling to survive. He has never encountered such an opportunity to overturn the story line.
This thought can no longer be suppressed for the rest of my life.
Yan Xi himself does not have this ability, and his marksmanship is poor.
He patted Yuechi on the shoulder and said, "Help Master."
Yuechi sighed, knelt down on one knee, took aim with the gun, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.
The red-yellow smoke emitted by the unknown swordsman held the short incense, like a spiritual snake, swung away Liang Mengxia's flying sword, circled in the air, and cut through the sniper bullets fired by Yuechi.
The thin and unknown swordsman smiled ferociously on his face and shouted: "How can you do nothing to me with just a hidden weapon?"
Yan Xi looked at the bullets that fell on the ground and were cut neatly, and shouted: "Phoenix, change the gun!"
Li Shu took a sniper rifle and squatted down.
Two sniper rifles took turns shooting. The unknown swordsman had to deal with Liang Mengxia's flying sword and withstand the bullets of two sniper rifles. He was suddenly paralyzed and sweating on his forehead.
Even so, this person can withstand a flying sword and two sniper rifles with just a puff of smoke, and he can hold on for a long time without being hurt. This ability is the strongest Yan Xi has seen since he traveled through time.
The thin and unknown swordsman took two puffs of infuriating energy, activated the smoke, swung away Liang Mengxia's flying sword, retracted the smoke to protect himself, and shouted: "Stop for now."
Liang Mengxia hesitated slightly, put away the flying sword, and shouted: "Fellow Taoist, this is a misunderstanding."
Yan Xi greatly regretted that without Liang Mengxia, even though they were armed with modern firearms, they were no match for the thin unknown swordsman, so Yuechi and Li Shu could only stop shooting.
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