Ghost Pluto sneered in his life and said grimly: "You Jingyue Guan are so brave. You dare to assassinate me, Ghost Pluto. Everyone here will die today, and no one can be left alive."
Master Yuyang was startled, and then sneered, "So you are the leader of the Ghost Sect. No wonder you are still able to survive after being poisoned by the black little demon. But, so what, I will destroy you too!"
As the saying goes, people with high skills are bold. Although Ghost Pluto is famous in the world and makes people scared, Master Yuyang has been practicing his own martial arts in Jingyue Temple for decades and thinks that no one in the world can be his opponent. Therefore, even if he knows
Who is that ghost-like guy? He also has the intention to kill him.
In the blink of an eye, Master Yuyang jumped in front of Ghost Pluto. The whisk in his hand shook, and the thousands of silver threads became straight, as if countless steel needles were piercing the opponent.
A look of surprise flashed in Ghost Pluto's eyes. This old Taoist priest's kung fu was very high. This attack alone was enough to be ranked among the top masters in the world. He did not dare to be careless, and stepped aside, waving his two sharp claws in the air, a fishy smell
It hit my nose and started a crazy counterattack.
In mid-air, two sharp claws flashed countless phantoms, as if the claws of several black dragons were swooping over the sky.
Master Yuyang felt awe-struck in his heart, Damn it, this evil ghost's kung fu has reached the stage of transformation. He is the most powerful enemy I have ever encountered in my life. It is really difficult to deal with. The whisk in his hand kept shaking, and he struck out with his right palm one after another,
He barely managed to neutralize that ugly and fierce attack.
The two of them fought fiercely in the air, their figures flickering back and forth so fast that they could not be seen clearly, dazzling the Taoist priests watching the battle below.
In an instant, more than ten moves had passed, and Ghost Pluto's offensive became more ferocious. His two sharp claws seduced the soul and forced Master Yuyang to fly more than ten meters, landing on the roof of the side hall.
Master Yuyang showed a solemn look on his face, and said in a deep voice: "I didn't expect that you, this old ghost, really have a few tricks up your sleeve."
The ghost Pluto in mid-air was like a huge bat flying over, scolding in an extremely unpleasant voice: "Old man, stop talking nonsense, and die quickly..."
Master Yuyang snorted coldly, "That's not necessarily the case!" He waved his right arm and pulled out the sword from behind. There was only a "cang clang" sound, the sword was unsheathed, and a black light swayed, as if dark clouds were pressing down on the ghost Pluto.
That's right, this is a black sword, its body is like ink, and it exudes an evil spirit. It is one of the ten most notorious weapons, the evil spirit sword.
Ghost King took a few steps back in a hurry, took a closer look at the sword, and lost his voice: "The Evil Spirit Sword... This is the personal sword of Bai Mingchen, the deputy leader of the Poison Sect hundreds of years ago, and it actually fell into your hands?"
Master Yuyang sneered, "You know your stuff, today the Taoist Master will use this weapon to send you to see the King of Hell..." He waved the Evil Spirit Sword with his right hand and the fly whisk with his left hand, and two clouds, one black and one white, attacked with murderous intent.
The momentum is terrifying.
Ghost King said sternly: "So what about the evil spirit sword? Isn't this sect leader afraid of you? Let you try the power of my soul-destroying whip." He twitched his right hand on his waist and pulled out a blue bone joint that was more than ten feet long.
The whip is covered with sharp spines and glows with a blue light. You can tell it is highly poisonous at a glance.
"call!"
The soul-destroying whip was thrown out, and a blue light group came towards him. It collided with the black and white clouds in the air, making people look at him.
Master Yuyang and Ghost Pluto were fighting fiercely on the roof of the side hall. Many Taoist priests looked up and were shocked.
A figure quietly opened the window and sneaked into the hall, but it was Xuan Qing whose face was covered with a black veil. She walked quickly to Ximen Lang, bent down, and stared at the young man's face with concern.
When she saw Ximenlang's handsome face without a trace of blood, and her breathing seemed to be absent, Xuanqing's heart suddenly shrank, as if there were thousands of steel needles piercing it, and crystal tears welled up from her bright eyes.
The snow-white slippery face quietly dripped down and landed on the young man's face with his eyes closed.
Xuanqing effortlessly grabbed Ximen Lang's body, put it on his shoulders, and walked quickly to the window.
Coincidentally, the Taoist priest who cut off his right arm with a full face woke up at this time, struggled to get up, saw Xuan Qing carrying the dead body, and asked weakly: "You... what are you doing?"
Xuan Qing turned around and saw the cold eyes behind the black veil. He kicked out his right foot and shot a long sword on the ground, hitting the talkative guy in the chest. The one-armed Taoist fell to the ground again, dying. After taking care of this guy, Xuan Qing
Qing jumped out of the window with Ximen Lang in his arms and ran straight to the east courtyard wall. When he reached the corner, he jumped over and got into the woods.
On the roof of the side hall, the battle between Zhenren Yuyang and Ghost Pluto continued, and the fight was evenly matched, with no winner or loser.
On the ground, more than three hundred Taoist priests waved their swords and shouted loudly. "Come on, Master, kill this ugly monster and let him die without a burial place."
"Kill him...kill him..."
The two of them had been fighting for a long time, and Ghost Pluto felt slightly dizzy. He knew that this was after strenuous exercise, and the black demon's toxin had taken effect again. If he continued to consume it, he would definitely suffer.
After another seven or eight moves, Ghost Pluto was defeated by Master Yuyang's Evil Spirit Sword and took two steps back. He shook his cloak violently, and a stream of black poisonous gas surged out from the cloak and ran straight towards the opponent.
Master Yuyang was shocked. He hurriedly danced his whisk, and the silver threads rotated back and forth, forming a shield-like thing in front of him, and he jumped backwards.
Ghost Pluto waved his Soul-Destroying Whip and wanted to chase after him. He suddenly felt dizzy and staggered, which made him secretly frightened. The poison of the little black demon was too powerful, and the medicine that suppressed it was no longer effective. If he continued to fight with that bastard old man,
It's easy to get into trouble.
Thinking of this, Ghost Pluto cursed, "Old bastard, just wait, our business is not over yet, I will settle the score with you later." He jumped up, leaped towards the west, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Master Yuyang watched the strange black poisonous gas not far ahead gradually dissipate. He stretched out his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his face and cursed in his heart, this old beast, I almost fell into his plot! He looked at the nearly hundreds of people on the ground.
With the corpses of his disciples and disciples, his teeth were itching with hatred, and he said to himself bitterly: "One day, I will kill you!"
The failure to obtain the life of Ghost Pluto made Master Yuyang feel a little downcast. Damn it, the dual cultivation with Xuanqing was probably ruined.
Master Yuyang then thought about it, Gui Pluto ran away on his own, and Xuanqing's brother, the bloody man, was still in the hall. In any case, I had saved her brother. Maybe she would be moved and die with her body.
It's not necessarily possible to agree.
After making up his mind, Master Yuyang jumped down from the roof and entered the main hall on the other side. When he glanced inside, he was surprised.