The dust and mist cleared, revealing the figures of the Wushuang Ghost and the Bone Demon. The ruins of the entire station were once again destroyed. The woods next to it no longer existed, and a thick layer of the land was cut away by the sword energy. Thirteen of the Ghost Gates
The power of the sword is truly terrifying.
"Haha, how about it, the 'Thirteen Swords of the Ghost Sect' is still satisfactory to you!" Wushuang Ghost looked at the Bone Demon, knowing that the sword just now would definitely not make this guy feel better. The Bone Demon must have been injured, but he
It's not much better. This sword technique requires a lot of internal energy, and the sword technique is too sharp. It will hurt its own internal organs before it is used. It is really an injury for injury, so Wushuang Ghost is not feeling well at this moment.
"Don't be too proud. If you only have this little strength, it's not that easy to kill me, the Bone Demon!" The Bone Demon looked at Wushuang Ghost with cold eyes. This injury has little effect on his strength.
, if he wanted to hide just now, he would definitely be able to escape the attack of the Wushuang Ghost.
The technique practiced by the Bone Demon is called "Skinny Bone Jue", and its method of practice is very special. It absorbs the phosphorus fire in the cemetery to temper its muscles and bones. This phosphorus fire is very strange. When tempering the muscles and bones, it burns.
Flesh and blood, over time, after the 'Skinny Art' is completed, it becomes truly skinny, looking like a skeleton, but the strength of its body is far beyond imagination, and the hardness of the bones is almost comparable to
A magical weapon, he dared to fight against the Wushuang Ghost's millions of kilograms of magical power.
"Haha, you are so stubborn as a dead duck, I will turn you into a real skeleton today." The Wushuang ghost laughed wildly and wanted to strike while the iron was hot and get rid of the bone demon. However, Huang Biluo in the distance was a heart.
Struggled, the two men started to fight. If one of them was killed, he would suffer a great loss.
"Jie Jie, you stupid guy, you want to kill me. It's not that easy!" The Bone Demon does not dare to take it lightly now. The Wushuang Ghost who has mastered the Thirteen Swords of the Ghost Sect is already an opponent worthy of his full strength.
He reached out and took off the skull necklace wrapped around his neck.
The skull necklace was neatly wrapped around the hands. Internal energy was poured into it crazily. The entire necklace, with a total of thirty-two small skulls, immediately glowed with a strong blue light, and a fire burned in the empty eyes.
Blue sparks.
"If you can die under my 'will-o'-the-wisp' fire, your training of the 'Thirteen Swords of the Ghost Sect' has not been in vain!" The Bone Demon looked at the Wushuang Ghost and smiled coldly, with murderous intent in his eyes.
The skull necklace is full of green light, as if it can absorb the mind.
"Drink!" The Bone Demon shouted, and with a strong effort on his hand, the skull necklace was immediately torn off, and thirty-two skulls shot towards where the Wushuang Ghost was. The skulls were like the black lotus that had just fallen into the wind, facing the wind.
He was so good at it that when he flew over the head of the Wushuang Ghost, he had already turned into a size of several feet and surrounded the Wushuang Ghost.
"Ah!" Wushuang Ghost was shocked. He had been fighting with the Bone Demon for countless years, but he didn't expect that this guy actually had such a move. It seemed that this guy had really saved his own tricks when fighting with him before.
Looking at the huge skulls spinning around above his head, Wushuang Ghost seemed to feel something was wrong. He raised his legs and wanted to escape, but every time he took a step, he was blocked by the skulls. He wanted to force his way out, but failed.
Afraid of the 'ghost phosphorous bone fire' lingering on the skulls, I was a little restrained for a moment. I waved my sword to block, but the always invincible Juque was actually unable to cause damage to those weird skulls.
"Jiejie. Wushuang Ghost, you have nowhere to escape today. Enjoy the happiness brought to you by 'Obsolete Fire'!" Seeing Wushuang Ghost scrambling around in the skeleton array and making a big mistake, Gu Jie was stunned.
The devil couldn't help but laugh heartily.
"Huhuhu~!" As soon as the Bone Demon finished speaking, the terrifying big mouths of the thirty-two skulls opened. Balls of powerful blue flames, like huge cannonballs, shot toward the Wushuang Ghost.
That huge body shot away.
The Wushuang Ghost was horrified. So many flames came down like rain, but the momentum was extremely shocking. How could the Wushuang Ghost dare to neglect it? Even a trace of the cyan bone fire was enough to make it...
He suffered a lot, not to mention the overwhelming fire.
The giant sword in his hand started to dance quickly, moving his huge body in an airtight manner. The bone fire touched the body of the giant sword and was immediately ejected, leaving big craters on the ground.
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