The inner ghost is only an eighth-level imp. The starving ghost in front of him can make the inner ghost so frightened. He is at least a seventh-level resentful ghost.
Being riddled with resentment and possessing the power of shape-shifting, it can transform between tangible and intangible forms. This is the seventh-level resentful ghost.
The slender ghost claws of the starving ghost swept across, and the howling wind sounded. The first one to bear the brunt was Zhao Jingming.
With a low cry, the skin of Zhao Jingming's arms split open, and dozens of bone spurs emerged from the flesh, intertwining to form a bone shield in front of him. However, Zhao Jingming was directly swept away by the ghost claws, and Zhao Jingming was like a gourd rolling on the ground.
It flew out upside down.
Because they were in the same group performing the mission, Gu Cheng also asked Xiao Yi about the cultivation routes of Zhao Jingming and Wang Qi.
Wang Qi is an orthodox martial artist. He wears a black tiger and is extremely powerful. His explosive strength can crush ordinary swords with his fleshy palms.
Zhao Jingming, on the other hand, has practiced part of the martial arts, and at the same time he has also practiced a left-handed secret method called the White Bone Secret Technique, which belongs to the Xiangxi corpse extermination lineage. If the martial arts has also reached the seventh level of bone forging, the power will be doubled if it is combined with it.
But now Zhao Jingming is only in the late stage of eighth-level internal training.
"Stop him! Don't let this starving ghost leave Kangping Street! Xiao Yi immediately sends a signal to inform the Lord!"
Zhao Jingming, who was shot away, got up and immediately shouted loudly.
Xiao Yi immediately took out a talisman. With a flick of his hand, the talisman was ignited and shot into the sky, erupting into a golden light that was even more dazzling than fireworks.
Wang Qi had already rushed forward at this time, with a layer of black energy lingering on the black iron glove in his hand, and punched the starving ghost.
The sharp ghost claws collided with the black iron glove, making a "clang" sound. Wang Qi stepped back, but was not directly slapped away like Zhao Jingming.
He roared angrily, and a loud roar of a tiger erupted from his body. His inner energy exploded, and he actually held onto one of the hungry ghost's ghost claws and refused to let go.
At the same time, Zhao Jingming squeezed the Seal Jue with his hand and slapped it fiercely on the ground. The next moment, several white bone claws under the starving ghost broke out of the ground and imprisoned his feet.
Xiao Yi also took the talismans and kept throwing them at the hungry ghost. When those talismans fell on the hungry ghost, a faint golden light burst out. Gu Cheng was very familiar with it. It was the golden light in Xuan Gang Taoism.
Seal, but now it is driven out by Xiao Yi using talismans.
But the golden light seal may be useful against some weak ninth-level ghosts, but against the starving ghosts, Dingtian can only scratch the opponent's itch.
At this time, Gu Cheng had already circled behind the hungry ghost. At the moment when the hungry ghost was imprisoned by the two of them, Gu Cheng stepped forward, exploded with strength, and jumped directly onto the hungry ghost's head.
The long sword in Gu Cheng's hand erupted with a sword cry, and the invasion was like fire, heading straight for the back of the hungry ghost's neck!
One-word Yanyang Sword!
Although this sword move requires eighth-level internal training and can exert the greatest effect only after the energy can be released, Gu Cheng used it at this time. The sword force was as fierce as fire and was as dazzling as it penetrated straight into the starving ghost.
inside the back of the neck.
But then Gu Cheng's expression changed.
The long sword only penetrated three inches of the hungry ghost's flesh and was blocked by the dry and hard muscles, unable to penetrate any further.
At this time, the head of the starving ghost was twisted 180 degrees in a weird way, its ferocious face was facing Gu Cheng, and its salivating tongue was like a long whip, whipped by the roaring wind!
Gu Cheng immediately sheathed his sword and retreated, but the tongue was able to turn in mid-air and draw an arc straight towards Gu Cheng.
At the critical moment, Gu Cheng called out the black arm and blocked it in front of him.
'Snapped!'
Gu Cheng felt a huge force coming, and his whole body was blown away.
Turning over in embarrassment, Gu Cheng could feel the terror of that power even if he was blocked by black stiff arms. If it were an ordinary ninth-level warrior, he might be torn apart by this blow.
At this time, the starving ghost swung his arm fiercely and threw Wang Qi away.
Zhao Jingming used all his strength to perform the Secret Art of White Bones, but it could not hold up anymore. The starving ghost broke free, and his bones instantly shattered all over the ground.
At this moment, a voice came from above their heads.
"You've done a good job, step back for now and leave it to me."
Several people looked up and saw that Meng Hantang had arrived without knowing when. He stood on the roof and jumped down. The white frost sword with an ice blue edge in his hand was unsheathed. The edge of the sword shone. As the cold light passed by, the starved to death sword
A sword mark has appeared on the ghost's arm, and the blue-gray skin has cracked, without a trace of blood flowing out, and the bones can be seen deeply.
This was the first time Gu Cheng saw a seventh-grade bone-forging warrior take action.
The eighth-level internal training has cultivated Qi Jin into the internal organs, allowing Qi Jin to be released outwards.
The seventh-grade bone forging is to collect Qi into the bones, cleanse the marrow and generate essence. The whole body has been washed by Qi Jin and becomes extremely solid. At this time, what is released is no longer loose Qi Jin, but true Qi Jin.
Qi, the real energy that is like an entity.
If Gu Cheng could describe Meng Hantang's swordsmanship, there would be only one word: quick!
The sword technique was fast and the body technique was even faster. Meng Hantang's whole body was tumbling around the starving ghost, like a snowflake, visible but intangible.
But as long as Meng Hantang draws his sword, it will definitely leave a deep sword mark on the starving ghost's body.
Moreover, Gu Cheng also noticed that it had only been a few minutes since Xiao Yi sent out the signal, but it took Gu Cheng and the others half an hour to arrive at this stretch of road at a normal walking speed. As you can imagine, Meng Hantang
How fast.
Xiao Yi said in a reverent tone from the side: "This is Master Meng's sword style Piaoxue. He is known as the fastest sword in Heyang Mansion. Even Commander Cui is not as fast as Master Meng.
Although this starving ghost is powerful, it is also clumsy and not too fast. Master Meng can easily deal with it."
As soon as Xiao Yi finished speaking, the starving ghost over there who had been cut open by Meng Hantang suddenly roared angrily, and a big mouth opened wider than his own face. A violent suction force came from its mouth,
In an instant, the dark wind roared furiously, covering several feet of land around him.
Meng Hantang's movement speed was severely affected by this suction force, and he could no longer dodge calmly. He could only burst out all his true energy, causing the sword light on the white frost sword to skyrocket three feet, and slashed at the starving ghost with a sound.
There was a loud clang.
Although Meng Hantang's strength was not weak, the strength of the starving ghost was even stronger than that of a seventh-grade bone-forging warrior. It was so shocking that Meng Hantang retreated step by step, even if he wanted to leave temporarily, he couldn't do it.
He could only be forced to fight for strength with that starving ghost.
Gu Cheng glanced at Xiao Yi, this child had the potential to have poisonous milk.
Seeing that Meng Handang was at a disadvantage, Wang Qi wanted to help, but with his strength, he didn't even dare to get close at this time.
Zhao Jingming once again used the Secret Art of White Bones, and two bone spears condensed out of his arms, bursting with force, and threw them towards the eyes of the starving ghost.
This blow seemed to have exhausted all of Zhao Jingming's strength, making his already pale complexion even paler.
The hungry ghost's huge tongue flung out, breaking the bone spear, but in just such a moment, the suction force coming from the hungry ghost's mouth was a little smaller, and the ice blue sword on the white frost sword in Meng Hantang's hand
The light was beating, and it shot out of his hand like an arrow, cutting off the tongue of the starving ghost!
The hungry ghost's tongue seemed to be its vital point. When it was cut off by the long sword, the Yin Qi around its body began to overflow.
Just when Meng Hantang wanted to control his true energy and take back his white frost sword, the starving ghost's broken tongue actually rolled up the white frost sword and wrapped it tightly in it.
When Meng Hantang took action before, even if he was suppressed by the starving ghost, he always looked calm.
But now that the White Frost Sword was no longer in his hand, his expression finally changed.
Meng Hantang is a standard swordsman. He has been practicing swordsmanship since he started practicing martial arts. He does not practice any boxing or kicking martial arts or Xuanmen secrets. For him, the sword is his life and he does not need anything else.
Without the sword at this time, he was equivalent to losing most of his combat power.
The Yin Qi around the starving ghost was overflowing, but his eyes became more malicious. The Yin Qi around his body had even formed a small whirlpool, shrouding Meng Hantang in it, trying to pull him into his body.
in front of me.
At this moment, Gu Cheng's figure suddenly moved, and he actually took the initiative to attack behind the starving ghost.
Zhao Jingming and Wang Qi were both stunned. Is this kid crazy? He dared to intervene in a battle with such strength.
It's not that they don't want to help Meng Hantang, but Zhao Jingming's strength has been exhausted. Wang Qi is only good at close combat. But as long as he enters the vortex, Meng Hantang can resist it, and he may be sucked directly into the mouth of the starving ghost.
go.
Of course Gu Cheng was not seeking death, but he did not want to give up such an opportunity.
As long as the demons and ghosts are killed, the black jade space can gain power. How much power can one gain by killing such a seventh-level resentful ghost?
Now that the starving ghost's tongue was chopped off, the Yin Qi began to escape, and all attention was attracted to Meng Hantang. This also gave Gu Cheng a chance, only one chance!
The Black Zombie Arm was summoned by Gu Cheng, but this time Gu Cheng used the Black Zombie Arm to hold a long sword, jumped behind the starving ghost again, and used the Yanyang Sword to stab the starving ghost!
Originally, Gu Cheng couldn't release his energy, but now he used his black arm to use the Yanyang Sword, which caused a dark will-o'-the-wisp to appear on his long sword. It didn't appear blazing, but it seemed
Something evil.
The starving ghost's head turned 180 degrees again, but this time without a tongue, it could only use suction to suck Gu Cheng into his mouth.
However, Gu Cheng used this power to take the initiative to rush towards the hungry ghost. The moment he entered its big mouth, the long sword stained with ghostly fire easily penetrated the hungry ghost's forehead, until the sword
handle!
Meng Hantang, who was behind, pointed his sword at the same time. The cold sword light lingered between his fingers, and he clicked on the slender neck of the hungry ghost. There was a crisp click, and the hungry ghost's body and head were separated.
The suction stopped abruptly in an instant, and a powerful force poured into the black jade space, intercepting part of it and then returning part to Gu Cheng. The refreshing feeling of the instant influx of power almost made Gu Cheng scream.