The unscrupulous red-clothed ghost wielded his two swords fiercely, and swung them at Yu Sheng's face without any explanation.
Yu Sheng raised the long sword in his hand.
However, just now, in order to compete with the long sword of the ghost in red, the sword was a little too long, and I couldn't recover it for a while.
The ghost in red smiled proudly, "This is your sword, and you want me to die again?"
His two swords, one on the left and one on the right, blocked all the escape routes for Yu Sheng, and he slashed them down with one blow.
"Do you want to know what the scholar heard?" Yu Sheng asked with a calm face, not hiding or hiding.
The two swords slashing at Yu Sheng immediately stopped, "What did you hear?" The ghost in red stretched his neck and looked at Yu Sheng.
"I don't know." Yu Sheng moved a step to the left, just in time to avoid the red-clothed ghost's blade.
The red-clothed ghost's eyes were completely red now, "I'm going to kill you!" He raised his left hand and swept the long knife towards Yu Sheng.
Yu raised his long sword to block the red ghost's long sword, and raised his right foot to kick him out when the red ghost's other sword came.
The long-haired ghost kicked up a cloud of snow dust on the tile roof, and it didn't stop until it reached the edge of the eaves.
"I am nicknamed the King of Hell, and I am the best at dealing with ghosts like you." Yu Sheng rubbed his wrist and walked towards the ghost in red.
"Fire King?" The ghost in red stood up awkwardly and stretched his neck.
With a move of his right hand, the long knife dropped by him returned to his hand, "My flame knife wants to see how powerful you, the Flame King, are."
The ghost in red crossed the two swords and made a harsh sound, and at the same time, flames appeared on the sword.
Yu Sheng was stunned. This red-clothed ghost actually had the ability to summon flames, which was unusual.
The red-clothed ghost took long strides and swept his swords towards Yu Sheng very quickly, causing the flames above to make the sound of being blown by the wind.
Yu Sheng shook his left hand, and the long sword in his hand turned into water, and he grabbed the flaming sword. Almost instantly, the water in his hand clung to the sword, freezing the flame.
This is a different kind of beauty. Under the transparent and crystal clear ice, the burning form of the flame is still there.
The ghost in red, who tried to draw the knife but failed, raised his head and looked at him in surprise, "Who are you?"
"Young Master Donghuang, Yu Sheng." Yu Sheng raised the corners of his mouth, smiled slightly, and tried to put on the coolest look.
The ghost in red shook his head, "I haven't heard of it."
Yu Sheng's smile froze, feeling a little embarrassed, "Ahem, the son of King Donghuang."
"What?!" The red-clothed ghost's expression changed, he dropped the knife, turned around and ran away, more than ten times faster than before.
"Stop." Yu Sheng followed closely and put his hand on the shoulder of the ghost in red.
The red-clothed ghost seemed to have eyes on the back of his head. The moment Yu Sheng caught up with him, six knives on his shoulders stretched out and shot at Yu Sheng's hands and body.
Yu Sheng did not move away and allowed six knives to be inserted into him, causing the ghost in red to come to a sudden stop.
"No, you are not the son of King Donghuang..." The red-clothed ghost turned around in horror, only to see six knives piercing Yu Sheng's body, and he completely disappeared.
When the red-clothed ghost was confused, Yu Sheng patted him on the shoulder from behind, "Hey, have you met my brother? His name is Raw Fish..."
Before Yu Sheng finished speaking, the red-clothed ghost returned his sword and slashed, hoping to force Yu Sheng's hand on his shoulder away.
"If you can, chop me to death." Yu Sheng remained indifferent, watching the ghost in red's sword turn from extremely fast to stagnant.
The ghost in red turned around helplessly and said resignedly: "We won't take care of such an unreasonable person. You can't act recklessly just because your mother is so powerful. You don't want to live, and I don't want to die."
Yu Sheng curled his lips innocently, "She is my mother. What can I do? Anyway, if you want to escape today, you have to hack me to death."
The six knives on the shoulders of the ghost in red were sheathed by themselves, and he sighed helplessly: "Are you really the Yangzhou Jinyiwei?"
"Of course, Commander of the Ghost Suppression Department, I guarantee it will be true." Yu Sheng patted his chest.
"High, really high." The red-clothed ghost gave a thumbs up, "The lord of Yangzhou City is really smart in letting you be the commander. You can subdue others' troops without fighting. With you here, who dares to run wild in Yangzhou."
"Haha, you're welcome, you're welcome, that's my wife." Yu Sheng said proudly.
The red-clothed ghost was startled, and after looking at Yu Sheng up and down, he suddenly realized, "Oh, no wonder, luckily your mother is the King of Donghuang."
These words sounded a bit unpleasant, but Yu Sheng did not pursue the matter carefully. He just held on to the ghost in red and asked him to plead guilty and obey the law.
The red-clothed ghost fell into the hands of the monster Yu Sheng. He knew that he could not escape. He was ready to convince others with his reason, "Young Master Yu, murder must be paid for life. It is a natural and right thing to do. I accept this."
"But..." He pointed to himself, "I'm already dead, so what's the use of catching me? I can't compensate you for anything."
"Hey," Yu Sheng sneered, "Although your life is not at risk, there are many ways to torture ghosts. Not to mention that I am the Ghost Suppressor, and the Witch Academy will make you submissive."
"Yes, you are right, but it's not like I haven't fallen into the hands of the witch academy before." He sighed, "Let's be honest, I'm not just a ghost, I'm also a knife."
A knife? Yu Sheng frowned, wondering what the red-clothed ghost meant by what he said, "Your nickname is Dao?"
"No, I am a spirit." After the ghost in red said this, his body suddenly flashed red, making Yu Sheng couldn't help but take a few steps back.
When the light fell, a long knife with flame patterns on its blade appeared in front of Yu Sheng. The blade was long and narrow, just like the long knife held by the ghost in red just now.
On the back of the knife, there are six sharp serrations, which are somewhat similar to the knife on the back of the red ghost.
"You see, I still have a mother-in-law knife." The red-clothed ghost's voice sounded, calling Yu Sheng's attention to the fact that there was a knife hidden in the long and narrow blade.
After Yu Sheng saw it clearly, the red-clothed ghost recovered his true form and said, "My flaming sword is the God-killing sword forged by the swordsmiths of the Sword Forging City to fight against the gods during the Holy War."
Because sword spirits and sword spirits are hard to come by, the swordsmiths used human souls as sword spirits and bones and blood as sword materials, thus forging a batch of swords for killing gods.
However, because it is difficult to grasp the good and evil grievances of ghosts, these god-killing swords either shine brilliantly, or lead their masters onto evil paths.
So in the later stages of the Holy War, the production of this batch of god-killing swords was discontinued, and only the ones cast before were left.
After the victory of the gods, the gods destroyed a large number of these weapons, and now there are not many left.
"My true body was forged by the swordsmiths of the Holy War. I am invulnerable to water and fire. Even if you catch me, you can't do anything to me." The ghost in red transformed back again.
This was strange for Yu Sheng, "Then why are you afraid of my mother?"
"King Donghuang, you torture people in all kinds of weird ways, just throw me into the ruins..." The ghost in red suddenly stopped talking, thinking that he was so stupid that he went to his grandma's house.
Doesn't this remind the other party how to punish him?
The half-said words made the ghost in red feel very uncomfortable, as if there were swarms of ants crawling around in his head, making him feel itchy and unbearable.
He muttered, remembering the words many times and suppressing them with all his strength.
In the end, Yu Sheng couldn't stand his constipation, so he patted his shoulder and said, "Don't worry, I won't throw you into the ruins."
"Ah ha", the red-clothed ghost let out a big breath, "thrown into the chaos of Guixu, silent and no one, it will probably drive you crazy."
The ghost in red finished what he wanted to say in one breath, then took a deep breath and felt the pleasure in his body.
"You should be punished by being thrown into the ruins?" Yu Sheng smiled mischievously, "That's enough to punish you..."
He dragged "Ke" away from the old man, but did not say the following words, making the ghost in red stare at his mouth, "But what?"
Yu Sheng did not answer, skipped and continued: "If you beg... you can't, if you want to die, you can't..."
"Speak completely!" The red-clothed ghost suddenly turned red.