The Ghost King was walking in the air. If he had not been defenseless before, he would not have been injured by the Buddha's staff. But even if he was attacked by a sneak attack, this injury would be insignificant to him.
"Boy, I am becoming more and more interested in you. When I catch you, you will not be able to survive or die."
The Ghost King walked and said with a smile, then his figure slowly faded, and finally disappeared.
Xiao Yu ignored the Ghost King behind him and continued to sit on the paper horse, flying forward.
At this moment, a hundred meters in front of him, a group of black shadows slowly condensed together, and then the ghost king's body slowly condensed out.
When Xiao Yu saw this, he couldn't help but panic, and slapped the paper horse on the head, causing the opponent to turn around and fly in another direction.
"You can't run away"
The Ghost King's voice came out, and then the Ghost King's two arms suddenly grew longer, and under Xiao Yu's horrified eyes, he grabbed the paper horse.
Now in mid-air, Xiao Yu had nowhere to hide, so he could only wave the staff in his hand and hit his palm hard.
The other party was a little afraid of the Buddhist staff, and did not collide with it head-on. Instead, it wrapped its arms around it, like several black pythons, blocking all the space around Xiao Yu.
When Xiao Yu saw this, his heart moved, and the Yin Yang Peach Wood Sword whizzed out and struck the arm directly.
The black arms, like vines, rolled up into a cylinder around Xiao Yu in an instant. The wooden sword flew out and struck directly on the black arm.
There was only a pop sound, and the black arm was cut into a big gash by Xiao Yu's blow, and the black energy continued to dissipate.
And the moment the crack appeared, it was repaired and closed again, and then continued to surround Xiao Yu in the future.
At this time, the Ghost King flashed above Xiao Yu's head, with a sinister smile on his snow-white face, which made Xiao Yu's heart sink.
"Boy, you are using your arms as a chariot. Even if you use paper men and horses, you still can't escape, so now, go to hell."
The Ghost King laughed proudly, stretched out one hand, and lightly fanned Xiao Yu.
Before the palm came, a strong dark wind began to gather, causing the paper horse under Xiao Yu to neigh. Then the paper horse could not withstand the pressure and directly collapsed, turning into pieces of paper and floating down.
, Xiao Yu's body also fell rapidly.
"Ah...help...".
Xiao Yu screamed in fear as if on conditioned reflex, the whistling wind could be heard in his ears, and the clothes on his body were clinging tightly to his body.
Aware of his condition, Xiao Yu's heart moved, and a layer of white light surged out from all parts of his body, wrapping him in it. The sound of the wind instantly became much quieter.
"What should we do? If this goes on, it will be smashed into a pulp!"
As his body fell, Xiao Yu thought about how to relieve this part of the falling momentum.
At this moment, a dark cloud in the sky quickly condensed into the shape of a palm, which was larger than the ghost monk's hand. Although the palm was blurry, several fingers were clearly visible.
"Haha, what a silly boy."
The Ghost King stood in mid-air, and pressed his palm down gently. The giant black cloud hand in mid-air seemed to have sensed it, and quickly fell towards Xiao Yu.
Xiao Yu could imagine that with his current falling speed, if he was slapped by the opponent, he would definitely be slapped into a meat pie.
The palm of his hand arrived instantly, and a powerful wave of air spread in all directions, making Xiao Yu's fall speed increase again.
"Damn it, I'm going to hurt you even if I die."
Xiao Yu cursed angrily in his heart, and with a sudden movement in his heart, the wooden sword appeared in his hand, and spiritual energy poured in. Then he turned around and suddenly struck the sky with the sword.
A two to three meter long white light flew out from the wooden sword and directly collided with the big hand in the sky. The big hand was transformed by Yin Qi, and the Taomu Sword was able to restrain it. Moreover, Xiao Yu's Shurimu Sword was not an ordinary wooden sword.
Therefore, after the sword was drawn out, the huge palm was immediately cut with a huge crack by the wooden sword, and the speed of its descent was also slightly slow.
When the black palm was scratched, the Ghost King couldn't help but frown. Then he raised his hand and saw that a mark of two to three centimeters long was clearly visible in the palm of his hand.
"Sure enough, it's not a mortal thing. It can actually hurt me. What a good thing."
Ghost King Wu Xuan smiled unexpectedly, and then continued to follow Xiao Yu, falling downwards.
Seeing that he was less than a hundred meters away from the ground, Xiao Yu's heart was in his throat. Fortunately, the place where Xiao Yu landed was a forest, and the plants were not small.
"Gamble".
Xiao Yu sighed secretly, and got a roll of silver thread in his hand for no reason. He tied one end to his body and held the other end in his hand. When he was close to the treetop, he aimed at the right time and threw out the thread in his hand.
On a big branch.
Silver wire is not an ordinary wire, it is stronger than ordinary steel wire. There is basically no problem in holding a person.
The two ends of the silver wire were pulled, and when Xiao Yu was about to land, he suddenly paused. Then, there was only a click. The branch tied by the wire broke directly under Xiao Yu's powerful impact, and Xiao Yu
It also continued to fall downwards.
With the pull of the silver wire before, the momentum has basically been alleviated. Now Xiao Yu's position from the ground is only a dozen meters high. This height does not pose any threat to a monk.
Spiritual energy surged out of his body. When Xiao Yu fell to the ground, he rolled quickly to absorb all the force of the fall. At this moment, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Thinking of the previous scene in the sky, Xiao Yu felt frightened. If he really wanted to fall down from the sky, the game would really be over.
Behind Xiao Yu, the dark palm fell silently, but Xiao Yu took two steps and ran forward. Now as long as he got rid of the Ghost King, he still had a chance to escape.
But when the big hands touched those big trees, they slowly disappeared, and finally turned into black air and disappeared.
At the same time, the Ghost King also disappeared. After running for five or six minutes, Xiao Yu did not find the existence of the other party, but he did not dare to take it lightly and continued to run forward.
But just after running a few dozen meters, Xiao Yu suddenly stood there, because in front of him, the Ghost King was crossing his chest with his hands, standing there and looking at Xiao Yu with a playful expression.
"Stop running, aren't you very good at running?"
The Ghost King looked at Xiao Yu and sneered.
Xiao Yu didn't answer and continued to run in the other direction, but at this time, the Ghost King suddenly punched out. As soon as Xiao Yu ran a few steps, he was hit by a punch in the back, and his body flew more than ten meters away.
, and began to vomit blood profusely from his mouth.
"I played with you before, and you really thought you had some abilities, but now I won't play with you anymore."
After saying that, the Ghost King swung his long sleeves, and a stream of yin energy turned into a long whip, wrapped around Xiao Yu's body and dragged him backwards.
It's already past five o'clock now. Putting aside summer, it's already dawn, but winter still has more than an hour left.
