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Chapter 1206: Being Calculated

Baishan glanced at the two brats, then at Qinglong and the two monks, but he didn't see their faces.

He didn't care about these people at all, because he believed that as long as Xiao Yu was killed, these people wouldn't be able to make any trouble.

Because it does not fight alone, there is another powerful assistant standing behind it, and that is the Ghost King of Qianshan.

If he didn't have the Ghost King of Qianshan as his backing, the Ghost King of Baishan would definitely not be so bold and dare to challenge Xiao Yu single-handedly.

Although his white-robed adopted son and the half-step ghost king were both his capable men, they were nothing compared to his own life.

But now the situation is different. There is another person who also wants to kill Xiao Yu, and that is the Ghost King of Qianshan.

Xiao Yu killed six of Qianshan Ghost King's subordinates. They were all powerful ghost kings, and it would take hundreds or even thousands of years to train them.

Moreover, the death of several ghost kings destroyed most of Qianshan Ghost King's power, so Qianshan Ghost King will definitely not let Xiao Yu leave.

"Do you think I don't dare?"

Baishan pondered for a moment, then his body moved and fell to the ground like a leaf.

But the red armor on his body still looks very eye-catching.

Xiao Yu looked at the other person up and down and couldn't help but smile.

"You didn't die just now. It was this armor that saved you, right? This armor looks good to me, why don't you give it to me?"

Xiao Yu looked at the other person with a half-smile, he just wanted to use words to anger the other person, and then make the other person confused.

"Okay, if I die, this armor will be yours. If you have the ability, come and get it."

Baishan Ghost King said, his body moved slightly.

What started out as one body instantly turned into six. These six White Mountain Ghost Kings looked exactly the same, and even their aura did not weaken at all.

"The ghost magic clone is pretty good."

Back then, the white-robed ghost knew how to clone ghosts, so since the Ghost King of Hundred Mountains was the opponent's adoptive father, he would definitely be able to do this, so Xiao Yu was not surprised at all.

The six White Mountain Ghost Kings formed a circle around Xiao Yu, and then began to spin quickly.

Xiao Yu looked at the six White Mountain Ghost Kings spinning around faster and faster, and quickly took out a turtle shell to block it in front of him.

"call out……"

A red figure flew out, and suddenly slashed Xiao Yu's head with the long knife in his hand.

Xiao Yu saw Hong Ying coming and punched him, but when he came into contact with Hong Ying, the opponent suddenly collapsed.

When he punched out, another red figure behind him slashed at him.

But Xiao Yu had expected this a long time ago. The opponent created six clones just to win with unexpected speed.

So when the second red ghost rushed from behind, he threw a thunder talisman with his backhand. The thunder talisman was released and directly collided with Baishan's clone, making bursts of thundering sounds.

Then it dissipated as before, turning into a wisp of black energy, and continued to condense together to become the Ghost King of Hundred Mountains.

"The reaction is very quick. No wonder my adopted son who failed to live up to expectations was defeated in your hands."

Six white mountain ghost lights spoke at the same time, and their voices were like a long knife, rushing directly into Xiao Yu's mind.

"Ah, my head."

Feeling dizzy in his mind, Xiao Yu's heart moved, he hugged his head and shouted.

"Haha, no matter how smart you are, you have still been fooled. Our Yinsi Ghost King's attacks are pervasive. A small Yinman wants to fight against us?"

Seeing Xiao Yu squatting down suddenly with his head in his arms, the Ghost King of Baishan laughed loudly, and then six ghost figures quickly gathered together and transformed into the original Ghost King of Baishan.

Seeing Xiao Yu squatting on the ground holding his head, Baishan Ghost King did not hesitate at all and slashed at Xiao Yu's head with a sharp knife.

Just now, Xiao Yu suddenly jumped up from the ground like a fake corpse. He raised the turtle shell in his hand and directly blocked the long knife of the White Mountain Ghost King above his head.

And in his other hand, he had taken out the Yin Yang Peach Wood Sword at some point.

The Yin Yang peach wood sword stabbed out flatly, without any pyrotechnic power, and directly touched the body of the Baishan Ghost King.

However, something surprising happened to Xiao Yu. The Yin-Yang Peach Wood Sword, which used to be invincible against Yin Hun, was unable to penetrate the red armor of the Baishan Ghost King.

"No, I fell into a trap."

Xiao Yu was frightened and hurriedly wanted to take back the Yin Yang Peach Wood Sword, but at this moment, the Ghost King of Baishan suddenly took action and grabbed Xiao Yu's arm.

"Boy, the game is over."

Baishan grabbed Xiao Yu's arm and gently pulled it forward. Xiao Yu's body rushed forward without his control.

At the same time, Baishan raised his other foot fiercely and hit Xiao Yu's body directly.

At the same time, he grabbed Xiao Yu's wrist with his other hand and squeezed it hard, but this time he did not directly crush Xiao Yu's wrist, because when Xiao Yu was attacked by the opponent, he quickly covered his whole body with spiritual energy.

But this move also made Xiao Yu's wrist hurt, and several fingers felt like cramps. The Yin Yang Peach Wood Sword in his hand actually came out of his hand at this moment.

"return……"

Xiao Yu was shocked when he saw the wooden sword leaving his body. After shouting loudly, the Yin Yang Peach Wood Sword that had just left him disappeared immediately and was taken into the Taoist weapon by him.

The powerful impact directly kicked Xiao Yu upwards tens of meters high, while the Ghost King of Baishan followed closely behind him and struck Xiao Yu again like a meteor.

"Xiao Yu..."

Qinglong roared hoarsely, and then his spiritual power surged out, turning into a black dragon above his head.

The two monks also released their magic weapons at the same time, ready to rescue Xiao Yu at any time.

"Baishan, if you kill Brother Yu, I will cut you into pieces."

Xiaoqiang's body moved, and the ghost energy on his body surged, turning into a huge ghost head above his head, and shouted at the Ghost King of Baishan.

"Go away, kid. If you dare to come and help me, I will definitely swallow your soul and you will never be reincarnated."

The Ghost King of Baishan couldn't help but shout loudly when he saw Xiaoqiang rising into the sky.

"Come if you can. Do you think I'm afraid of you?"

Xiaoqiang grew up with Xiao Yu. Without Xiao Yu, he wouldn't be able to do what he is now, so he had to save Xiao Yu even if he lost his soul.

Although Xiao Yu fell into the trap of the Baishan Ghost King, he was not injured by the opponent, but his body continued to fly forward under the influence of inertia.

"Xiaoqiang, step back and don't come up."

Hearing the voice of the Ghost King of Baishan, Xiao Yu also shouted loudly.

"Brother Yu..."

"Xiaoqiang, step back..."

Xiaoqiang still wanted to move forward, but after Xiao Yu continued to shout loudly, he returned to the ground.

All this happened in just a blink of an eye. After Xiao Yu was knocked away, the Baishan Ghost King instantly rose into the sky, and countless ghost energy on his body turned into long knives and flew towards Xiao Yu's body.

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