Zeng Yi was extremely angry and laughed back: "Okay, okay! Today I'm going to show you how powerful you are as a paper ghost master."
After saying this, he waved the peach wood magic sword in his hand and began to take Taoist steps.
In an instant, a mysterious aura began to emerge from his whole body.
Hurrah!
A whirlwind rose up. Then it seemed to be attracted by the peach wood sword in Zeng Yi's hand, wrapping it in a spiral shape.
"Tianfeng Evil Killing Sword!"
Zeng Yi stepped on the ground hard and jumped up to a height of more than ten feet. From a high position, he stabbed Wang Jian with the peach wood sword in his hand.
Swish swish, swish swish!
His movements were like a glimpse of an aurora, and he had thrust out more than a dozen swords almost instantly with a snap of his fingers. More than a dozen wisps of transparent sword wind shot towards Wang Jian at the same time. It was extremely cold.
Wang Jian was not afraid, and just kept rotating the dark paper sword in his hand into a circle in front of him. The transparent sword wind was shattered one after another and disappeared.
"Quiexie·Suifeng slay!"
Zeng Yi's descending body, which was still flying in the air, was lifted up by a whirlwind. He then opened his mouth and exhaled a stream of fresh air, twisting into a human shape half as tall as a man.
The human figure also grabbed a ray of sword intent from the peach wood sword, turned it into a long sword in his hand, and carried it towards Wang Jian.
From Wang Jian's sleeves, a dozen or so small pieces of paper floated out, automatically folding into the shape of wolves in the air. In an instant, they enlarged to more than two meters long, making them even bigger and more ferocious than real wild wolves.
The eyes drawn with cinnabar shine with blood-red light...
"The paper of hell, the wolves! Go ahead and tear it into pieces."
Wang Jian stretched out his hand and pointed. The dozen or so evil wolves roared horribly from their throats and rushed towards the little man who was more than half a meter tall and holding a sword.
Swish, swish, swish...
In the blink of an eye, it was torn into pieces. Of course, a few of the Mingzhi wolves were also broken into pieces. The remaining wolves rushed towards Zeng Yi again.
"Wang Jian, you traitor. One day, you will regret it and be nailed to the pillar of shame!"
Zeng Yi cursed angrily while continuing to cast spells to resist, and at the same time planned to find an opportunity to counterattack...
Hearing this, Wang Jian felt a slight pain in his heart, which was very bitter.
But he remained calm and continued to fight.
On the other hand, Fu Yang's pressure has eased a little. Ming Ba, Qin Mei, and Zhong Ling have also been entangled by the members of Team Zero who are arriving one after another. He only needs to stare at the blood shadow...
However, as the fourth figure in the first group of gods, Xueying's strength is quite high!
Even if he puts on the Phantom Ghost Armor, Fu Yang can only barely hold on to him. It is impossible to defeat him.
However, what he has to do now is to entangle the blood shadow!
Swish swish, swish swish!
A blood-red mist and a black stream of light circled back and forth around the damaged seal gap like two bolts of lightning.
The two collide violently from time to time, accompanied by a rumbling sound like thunder, and a spreading water-like shock wave...
It's Xue Ying and Fu Yang!
Blood Shadow wanted to pour the concentrated juice from the hundreds of thousands of tons of seafood in his hand into the gap and drip on the mirage dragon's eyes. But this still required about two seconds of casting time.
But Fu Yang chased him so hard that he didn't even have half a second left.
"Damn it! It seems that I can only use my thunder method to kill you completely before I can work properly. You asked for this. There is a road to heaven but you don't take it, and there is no door to hell but you break in.
"
Xueying was so annoyed by Fu Yang that he roared and used his magic power to turn into a mighty blood-red river. It hit Fu Yang fiercely in the air!
The rolling blood of the river was obviously formed by condensed mana, but it was like a real flood. The rumbling flow had an extremely powerful impact and was highly corrosive.
Fu Yang just sneered: "That's a big statement."
With a thought in his mind, the five-color magic sword wheel floating behind him flew up again, directly over his head and blocked in front of him.
The blood-colored river surged forward, slamming into the rapidly rotating magic sword wheel, and immediately seemed like a wave hitting a rock. It split into pieces and spread in all directions...
Seeing Fu Yang blocked by the blood-red river, Xueying felt happy.
Now we have time!
But just as he was holding the glass bottle for storing seafood juice in his right hand and preparing to cast a spell, he heard a wild roar coming from in front of him.
"A flash of light!"
A bright sword light flashed.
With its indomitable power and powerful swing cutting, it actually split the surging bloody river into two. Then a ferocious black figure flew over.
It's Fu Yang!
It turns out that this guy has been coveting Wei Ke's "Nine Ghost Swords" for a long time, so he used to pester Wei Ke when he had time, saying "My wife, please teach me", "Your Majesty the Queen, reward me" and so on. Let Wei Ke teach him.
.
Originally, there were no secrets between a couple as loving as they were.
Of course Wei Ke is willing to teach.
However, as the Ghost Sword Sect's method of suppressing the sect, it is certainly not easy to learn. Therefore, Fu Yang has only scratched the surface of its subtlety.
But now he has deep magic power!
Fu Yang directly combined the five-color magic sword wheel into one, turning it into a huge lightsaber in his hand. Using this "flash of light", he cut through the bloody river and rushed to the blood shadow.
The poor big devil only had time to hide the glass bottle magic weapon again - to avoid being snatched away or broken by Fu Yang. But in this way, a flaw was exposed...
"Look at me, I'll beat you up with one punch and you're a bitch!"
This Fu Yang was already a powerful supernatural being, but he actually used swear words during the fight. He was just like fighting in college before, so unscrupulous. The five-color magic sword had just cut through the blood river, and became dim and weak, so he used his fists to do it.
boom!
His clenched left fist hit the blood shadow hard on the face, sending the guy flying dozens of meters away. The whole person was hit like a cannonball into the underground rock formation behind him, rumbling deep into the ground.
I know how long it is. It reveals a human-shaped hole.
"I'll kill you while you're sick! Beat up the drowned dog."
Fu Yang refused to give up, and the powerful power of the Phantom Armor drove him to fly towards the human-shaped cave entrance, preparing to use several powerful Maoshan Taoist techniques inside. (Author's note: As mentioned before, when Fu Yang was wearing the Phantom Armor,
, the power of orthodox Taoism will also skyrocket)
Sonorous.
The mouth of the ferocious horned helmet on Fu Yang's head opened automatically, spitting out a cloud of gray mist, with thunder and lightning swirling in it.
"Phantom Ghosts and Gods Maoshan Yin Thunder Curse!"
The gray electric ball flew towards the location where the blood shadow was punched into the rock formation...
But just as he flew to the entrance of the cave, a ball of blood-red light also flew out from inside.
Boom!
Maoshan's Yin Thunder Curse collided with the blood-colored light ball, and was annihilated at the same time, with bursts of strong wind. (Second update)