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Chapter 1042 Fu Xuelan's Worries

Chapter 1,111

After Long Xiaoshan's palm thunder tore the ghost claw, facing the backward night, Li Xiao sounded, and he punch.

Breaking the sound barrier again.

This time, he rushed across the whole person, tearing the air, and pulled a long white airflow behind him, as if the fighter broke through the long air, and blasted fiercely on Cang Ye.

The master has a cloud, within ten steps, life and death are me.

In other words, the master of the great spirit cannot be close to the master's ten steps, otherwise there will be a worries of life.

Long Xiaoshan is more than ten steps away from Cang Ye, at least thirty steps.

But even so, Cang Ye watched Long Xiaoshan's punch, but he couldn't dodge. The momentum of destroying the heavenly and destroying the earth made his eyes stare, roaring.

The blood -colored ring suddenly skyrocketed, rotating at high speed, turning into a red ball, covering his whole body.

Well!

Long Xiaoshan punch it on the ball.

It seems like the sound of the twilight of the morning bell sounds.

The red ball was directly depressed in half of it, as if it was shot a basketball by the giant, smashed into the ghost Yanshan Mountain, bombarded!

A small mushroom cloud rises empty.

"Too old!"

Many disciples of black scales are shocked.

There are three major masters in the black scales. In addition to the owner, there are two elders of Cang Ye and Cang Ghost. Now the ghosts are unknown to life and death.

This is the great spirit master!

Even those masters who were watching could not help but change, and even if they went up, it would not be possible to easily defeat Cang Ye.

When did the dragon group come out with such a horrible guy.

In the pits with a few meters of diameter, Cang Ye jumped out. He was broken, and he held the flat blood ring in his hand.

, Even if he took a lot of cost, he got it, but he could stop the master's attack.

However, Long Xiaoshan flattened his blood ring as soon as he punch it, and it was even more cracks on it, which was abolished.

But don't wait for him to attack.

The strong oppression is approaching again, and the supersonic fighter is locking in the air.

He looked up and shouted: "Brother saves me."

It turned out that the Long Xiaoshan rushed over again.

Just now he also reluctantly lived by the blood ring, and he had injured his inner earthquake. Now the blood ring was cracked. What did he take to block the body of the dragon hillbroke and the sound barrier.

In the face of this horrible speed.

For the first time, he felt what despair.

You have thousands of techniques, and you can do it.

Long Xiaoshan smashed his head with a punch.

Bang!

A huge black magic shadow was blocked in front of Cang Ye. The huge magic claw grabbed the fist of Long Xiaoshan. The black gas rolled endlessly.

The distance of the hill.

He no longer wants to get close to this bastard for fifty meters, no, it is less than 100 meters.

After retreating to the master of the black scales, he wiped the cold sweat on his forehead. He practiced the ghost merit, his body was cold like a corpse, and he had not sweated for many years, but just scared him out of sweat.

——

The huge black shadow fought against Long Xiaoshan.

Cang Ye recognized that it was the ghost king who raised Cangxing, like their great spirit master. In order to prevent the master's approach, there are many means. The defense instrument is a kind.

The ghost king, because the ghost king's combat power, is not inferior to the master, has an undead body, is more difficult to entangle than the master.

As long as the ghost king is released and the master is restrained, they can use all kinds of spells to their heart's content and make the so-called martial arts master a fool.

Damn it!

With hatred in Cang Ye's eyes, he immediately took out a black ghost jar and said the curse, wow!

Black smoke billowed, and a ghost king more than one or three feet tall, with a pale face and a sharp ax appeared.

"Kill, kill him for me!"

Cang Ye roared, he really hated Long Xiaoshan and was almost killed by him. Just now, he was too confident and did not release the Ghost King in advance. Long Xiaoshan did not give him any chance to breathe, let alone summon the Ghost King.

The sharp ax ghost king's eyes flashed red, holding a huge ax in his hand, and struck down Long Xiaoshan with the axe.

The two ghost kings attacked Long Xiaoshan and immediately curbed his momentum.

After all, these are like two immortal masters.

Even if Long Xiaoshan smashes them, he can quickly gather them back together. Moreover, Cang Ming's spear ghost king is even more powerful and ferocious. It is far better than ordinary ghost kings and has the strength close to that of a great master.

Coupled with its immortal nature, even great masters would have a headache when encountering it.

Long Xiaoshan punched away the axe, then kicked out another ghost king's spear, and in the blink of an eye, he fought with the two ghost kings for more than ten rounds.

I saw Long Xiaoshan singled out two ghost kings, but he still wasn't at a disadvantage.

The people in the hidden door who were watching were also shocked.

With this strength, I am afraid that he has already caught up with the great master. Even if Murong Ye is here, he can only do this.

"This Grandmaster Long is in danger." Lu Qiu Daishan shook his head slightly.

"Master, why do you say that? I see that Long... Grandmaster has not shown any signs of defeat." Fu Xuelan knew that Long Yi was probably Long Xiaoshan's disguise, so she naturally did not want Long Xiaoshan to lose.

Tang Leyou on the side sneered: "Sister Fu, you didn't look at him. Facing the two ghost kings is already the limit. Don't forget that the ghost king was just summoned by the Black Scale Sect, and the real master hasn't taken action yet."

"That's right, this guy has lost all his skills. Just watch, the Black Scale Sect is about to take action." The bearded old man seemed to be very resentful towards the Dragon Group, and would make sarcastic comments from time to time.

Fu Xuelan's face changed slightly, and her heart lifted.

Yes, she always thought that Long Xiaoshan was invincible. Not only did he challenge the Tang family, Yao Wang Valley challenged the three great masters in the southwest, it shocked the Yin Sect. But she forgot that Long Xiaoshan faced more than just the ghost king.

, and there are two more terrifying great spiritual masters.

This is equivalent to two great masters, plus two great spiritual masters, what a terrifying lineup.

Zhongzhou was originally a place where the Yin Sect was strong, far superior to the remote places in the southwest, let alone the Black Scale Sect, which even dominated Zhongzhou.

The master of the Black Scale Sect is much more powerful than the three great masters in the southwest. He is a genuine ninth-level spiritual master.

As soon as her heart started to rise, she saw what she was worried about happening.

Cang Ye had a ferocious look on his face, holding a skull staff, and uttered strange and incomprehensible spells. The skull on the staff glowed with green light. He waved the staff fiercely, and a green snake-shaped light rushed to Long Xiaoshan.

Long Xiaoshan's body suddenly gave off a putrid smell, and streams of green smoke came out from where the light hit him.

Long Xiaoshan's face changed slightly and his steps were slightly deformed.

He was immediately hit in the shoulder by the spear ghost king behind him.


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