Hei Xiaose naturally knew that the fight had to be fought. He immediately laughed and said, "I scare you to death when I say it. You, Hei Ye, I am the eldest disciple of the elder Chuangong of Wudang Mountain. Hei Xiaose is also afraid.

Is it right?"

"I'm afraid of your mother!" Wang Tao roared angrily, raised the Yin-Yang crutch in his hand and rushed towards Hei Xiaose.

Hei Xiaose was not polite to that guy. When the guy just moved out, the Qinghong sword in Hei Xiaose's hand suddenly threw out, and more than a dozen sharp sword energy burst out and headed straight for Wang Tao.

And go.

Both sides didn't know how strong the other party was, so Hei Xiaose used the most violent move as soon as he came up, with the goal of giving the other party a warning first.

This move was like more than a dozen sharp sword energy. Wang Tao was shocked when he rushed up. Unexpectedly, Hei Xiaose's strength was so strong. He quickly raised the Yin-Yang crutch in his hand and blocked him.

In front of him, the dozen sword energy all fell on his yin and yang crooked. The fire was shining and jingling. Wang Tao took several steps back and couldn't help but change his face.

"Good boys, they all come from famous families. After tonight, there will be three more people who died at the hands of my old woman!" As the old woman spoke, her aura surged and her eyes directly looked at Ge Yu.

Ge Yu was shocked by the old woman's cold eyes.

This old woman is full of vigorous yin energy. She has been dealing with various ghosts and zombies all year round. She is infected with too much yin energy. Originally, she shouldn't have been so old. Although she can be improved by various yin and evil magic techniques.

With one's own cultivation, the speed of improving one's cultivation is much faster than that of ordinary practitioners, and it also costs a certain price.

At this moment, the Yin Po in the southern border was really poisonous. He could see at a glance that among them, Ge Yu had the highest cultivation level, so he naturally wanted to capture the thief and first captured the king.

Ge Yu was stared at the old woman's evil eyes, and first attacked, and slashed at the southern Yinpo.

He was the best at first, but then he was in trouble. Ge Yu had been staring at the old woman just now, stabbed her with a sword, and stabbed her directly into the old woman's heart.

The old woman stood there motionless as if she was about to kill him. Just as the sword was about to stab him, the old woman raised the crutch in her hand and hit Ge Yu's sword.

With a "buzzing" sound, a heavy force came from the old woman's crutch, which shocked Ge Yu's whole body trembled and he took two or three steps back.

The old woman grinned, revealing her black mouth without teeth, and laughed in a silence: "Boy, fight me, you're a little tender."

"Oh, is that right? I told you that someone is, I don't know if you recognize him?" Ge Yu stood with a sword. Although he was shocked by the old woman's cultivation, he was not panicked.

"Which one did you say? You won't move your Maoshan Sect out and scare me, the old woman?" said Yin Po in Nanjiang.

"Do you have no need to move my master out. I can get rid of you alone. Do you know that the Beiming Ghost Uncle who is almost as famous as you?" Ge Yu asked.

"Hahaha...What did you mention him? I think my Yinpo in the Southern Xinjiang and the Ghost Uncle in the Northern Xinjiang are domineering, and I don't know which one in the world is above the world? Speaking of which one is the Northern Ghost Uncle, my old woman has always been with him.

I have never seen this god friend before. However, I have taken the same path as the old woman. If I have a destiny in the future, I really want to know him for a while. Why, do you know that Beiming Ghost Uncle? I want to borrow his name

Will you beg for love for you?" Nanjiang Yinpo narrowed her eyes and said.

"No!" Ge Yu shook his head calmly and said, "The Beiming Ghost Uncle has been killed by me. Just a few days ago, Nanyin Po and Beiming Uncle are all disasters in the world, and today they will be the same as the world.

Go, it can be considered as a way for heaven.”

"So brave!" Nanjiang Yinpo shouted angrily, the yin aura that steamed out of her body became stronger, and she said viciously: "Old woman, I have been in the world for decades, and I have never seen you as arrogant as ever.

Boy, die!"

This time, the Yin Po from the Southern Xinjiang took the initiative to attack, and the crutch in her hand hit Ge Yu.

I don’t know what kind of Qimen magic weapon the carrier was. The overwhelming pressure suddenly fell down. The speed, force, and the tricky angle of the smashing made Ge Yu feel unavoidable.

I feel.

Immediately, Ge Yu raised the Maoshan Seven-Star Sword in his hand again and fought with the old woman.

It was still the kind of rushing towards him with blood and blood. In addition, Ge Yu could also feel an inexplicable negative aura on its crutch, conveying it to his own

It spreads toward itself, cold and cold.

Ge Yu did not dare to rush hard at first, so he could only take more conservative measures to fight the old woman.

After just two or three rounds of battle, Ge Yu felt that as Hei Xiaose said before, the strength of this Yin Po in the Southern Xinjiang was above that of the Ghost Uncle Beiming.

This battle was indeed the case. Drum rush was a little higher than that of the Beiming Ghost Uncle, and it was just two or three levels. It formed a complete suppression on himself as soon as it came up.

However, after a few rounds of battle, Zhong Jinliang, who was standing beside him, quickly joined the battle circle, holding the immortal sword filled with fairy spirit in his hand, and fighting against the old woman with Ge Yu.

Even so, the two of them still couldn't get any advantage, and the old woman still had the upper hand.

Then, the old woman threw the baby spirit in her arms directly towards Zhong Jinliang. The baby spirit let out a shrill scream, and a white light flashed, and then ran towards Zhong Jinliang, spreading all over.

The sharp-toothed mouth bit Zhong Jinliang's neck.

At the critical moment, Zhong Jinliang shook the immortal sword in his hand, and immediately turned into a folding fan, slapped the little infant spirit, and a white smoke wrapped the little infant spirit.

The little infant spirit let out a shrill howl and rolled to the ground.

Zhong Jinliang used a magic weapon of immortals, and he was born with great effect on this evil thing.

After the little infant spirit landed, it was still filled with white smoke and it was in pain. The Yin Po from the Southern Xinjiang saw it and said furiously: "Little Bazai, you dare to hurt the old woman, the infant spirit I refined!"
Chapter completed!