Chapter 116: The King of Chaos Ghosts (Happy New Year)
A bloodthirsty smile appeared on the corner of Yun Mo's mouth, and he glanced at everyone coldly, his cold and piercing eyes passing over every Hailuangui.
Yunmo's aura suddenly became stronger, as if the surrounding temperature dropped sharply, making all the sea ghosts feel as if they were being shrouded in death.
The faces of the leader of the Hailuanggui and the others turned pale, their bodies trembled involuntarily, and their eyes showed deep panic. They felt that they might die here today.
"Brothers, let's fight him!" The leader of Hailuanggui gritted his teeth, looking like he was ready to die.
As soon as he finished speaking, countless sharp arrows flew out from all corners and roared in the direction of Yunmo.
Seeing the sharp arrows being shot from the sky, Yun Mo's face darkened. He turned over to avoid the dense rain of arrows, and swung the Yama Sword in his hand violently.
Countless rays of cold light were seen flashing in the air. Wherever the sword passed, all the arrow feathers were broken and turned into pieces and fell from the air.
Yun Mo's speed was as fast as a ghost, and the ghosts in the sea had no time to react. His figure was already shuttled among the crowd.
The miserable howls of the sea ghosts, the sound of blood splashing, and the muffled sound of sharp weapons piercing the flesh were heard one after another. The entire area seemed to have turned into a Shura hell.
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A series of screams, the sound of blood spurting, the sound of the blade piercing the flesh, and the sound of the sharp blade penetrating the flesh were mixed together to form a beautiful piece of music that can be heard endlessly.
The leader of the Hailuan Ghost, who was known as the Hailuan Ghost King, watched as his brother fell to Yun Mo's knife like he was being chopped into vegetables.
His face turned pale for a moment. He never thought that his group of men would be so vulnerable.
Not only did Yun Mo not get hurt, but he killed him one by one, just like chopping melons and vegetables, which made him feel humiliated.
There was a cruel sneer on the corner of Yun Mo's mouth, and a mocking smile on his face. The Yan Mo knife in his hand flew like a dragon, drawing one after another under the night. Every time the blade fell, there would be a shadow.
A corpse fell to the ground.
Hailuan Ghost King roared angrily, and the flaming red eye of the god in his chest began to flash, and blazing flames emerged from the center of his palm. The raging flames condensed into a giant ax in his hand, and slashed towards Yunmo.
past.
This Hailuan Ghost King is actually a wearer of the Fire Eye of God.
Seeing the blazing flames of the ax coming towards him, Yun Mo was a little surprised at first. After all, it was quite unusual for a carrier of the Eye of God to appear among the sea chaos ghosts.
But it was nothing extraordinary. Yun Mo snorted disdainfully. He raised his foot and kicked the axe. A terrifying force came from the axe, and the axe blade was kicked an inch away.
Yun Mo's body rushed forward, the black battle robe on his body making a sound, and he waved the Yan Mo Sword, drawing a sharp arc in the air.
With a "ding" sound, the Yan Mo Dao in Yun Mo's hand collided heavily with the giant axe.
"boom!"
A dull voice sounded, and Yun Mo's body retreated uncontrollably, his footsteps dragging a long trace on the ground.
Hailuan Ghost King also flew backwards, and the giant ax in his hand almost flew out of his hand, but he held it tightly in his hand.
There was a trace of solemnity in Hailuan Ghost King's eyes, and he took a step forward and chased Yunmo. The giant ax in his hand flashed with blazing fire in the moonlight.
"Go to hell!" Hailuan Ghost King roared, and the flames on the flaming giant ax were like real substance, burning all the way.
Yun Mo's expression remained unchanged, he suddenly raised the Yan Mo Dao and slashed it out horizontally.
"boom!"
The flames and the Yan Demon Sword touched each other, and the two devoured each other, and then exploded at the same time. The violent wind flew in all directions, causing Yun Mo's hair to dance wildly.
The long black hair twists like a dragon, dancing wildly in the wind. The black hair and Yunmo's fair cheeks complement each other, adding a bit of evil charm.
Yun Mo's eyes were extremely cold, and his eyes seemed to be full of death and killing. There was a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and with a flick of his wrist, the Yan Mo knife drew an arc and slashed out again.
This time, the flames seemed to be irritated by Yun Mo. They kept spinning in the air, aiming at Yun Mo like a bloody mouth. They opened their bloody mouths, waiting for Yun Mo to fall into them.
In the mouth.
These flames were like a clown in Yun Mo's eyes. He snorted disdainfully, and then continued to wield the Yan Mo Sword and slashed at the flames.
Wherever the sword light struck, all the flames were turned into a pile of ashes and then completely extinguished.
Looking at the flames that were cut off, Hailuan Ghost King couldn't help but take a breath. He felt as if he had fallen into an abyss. He had never encountered such a thing. How could this guy be so strong?
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The person who entrusted him told him that this man was just a swordsman without the eye of God, but now it seems that this guy is simply a great swordsman.
Hai Luan Ghost King regretted accepting this commission.
"Don't bully others too much!" Hailuan Ghost King shouted angrily. His body suddenly expanded, and the muscles on his body bulged, as if he was about to break out of his shell at any time.
With a kick of his legs, his whole body turned into a stream of light and leapt up, and the giant ax in his hand struck straight at Yun Mo's head.
This ax brought with it irresistible pressure, a gap was torn in the air, and a terrifying aura instantly filled the area.
Looking at the huge ax light of Hailuan Ghost King that was as powerful as swallowing up mountains and rivers, a mocking sneer appeared at the corner of Yun Mo's mouth.
His body moved slightly to the side for about half a foot, and then he suddenly waved the Yama Sword in his hand and struck hard at the axe.
A crisp metal chirping sound and a dull metal collision sound echoed in the air. The two collided in the void and erupted with a violent rumbling sound, like a thunderbolt from the blue.
"boom!"
An explosion sounded at the intersection of the two, and the air wave spread violently in all directions like a tide.
A violent wave of air swept past, and the figures of the sea chaos ghosts were blown around, and they all fell to the ground in a state of embarrassment.
Yun Mo's figure stood as steady as Mount Tai. The robes on his body were rustling like a warrior in battle, and his whole body exuded an extremely cold aura.