Chapter 67: The Sky-Covering Hand, the Empire Restoration

"Handsome guy, your wallet has dropped!"

The ghost coach looked down and the Bounty Fist rushed up at this time!

The ghost coach flew away with a bang, fell to the ground, and screamed angrily: "Human warrior, you lied to me!"

The ghost coach is quite intelligent, but not complete. In a word, he seems stupid. If he doesn’t fool it, who will he fool?

Wang Ce complained secretly. The previous punch was already the strongest punch he could use. It seemed that it did not cause any damage. How could he fight?

"Hey, Lord Ghost King is here." Wang Ce suddenly looked behind Ghost Shuai in amazement!

The ghost coach turned his head and used the shadow. Wang Ce was like a ghost, taking the left and right, and taking two steps at three steps at a time, appearing behind the ghost coach! The fast sword is unparalleled!

In an instant, the human-level sword flashed with light and shadow, and it always stabbed the ghost coach continuously from an incredible and strange angle! Each sword drove it and brought out a layer of gray mist! That would hurt the ghost coach.

The ghost coach shouted shrillly: "Human, you deserve to die!" The hand thundered, like a hand covering the sky!

Battle skills, cover the sky hand!

As if the sky fell, Wang Ce sensed the irresistible force and shouted in horror: "Zeng Guofan, join together!"

"Battle Spiritual Technique, the Empire Revival!"

Wang Ce's body was instantly filled with Zeng Guofan's energy. With a loud bang, a powerful and dazzling white light burst into the sky, barely resisting the terrifying sky-blocking hand like a substance!

The white light curtain shattered and disappeared, and the hands of the sky covered were taken in a shocking manner. Within ten feet of radius, it was even more than one foot deep under the powerful force!

Wang Ce was almost a lazy donkey rolling around, and passed by in a mess, gritting his teeth: "I hate fighting spirit skills!"

The Ghost Soldier was not something that Wang Ce could resist. In a blink of an eye, Wang Ce used the vast sword technique, and his fast and weird sword technique, but he still couldn't resist it. He was punched by the Ghost Soldier in the chest, and knocked the human-level sword into an incredible bending level in one fell swoop.

A mouthful of blood was sprayed out, and Wang Ce rolled to the edge of the hill, laughing lazily, and not caring.

The battle between Wang Ce and Gui Shuai was very disturbed.

Tang Lin and others soon discovered the light curtain that soared into the sky: "Hmm? War spirit skills?"

Tang Lin thought carefully and was extremely shocked: "Then is a ghostly guardian's defense area. Who would be stupid enough to run away?"

There was an army guarding the entrance in the Northern Tang Dynasty, and the ghost world was like guarding against humans to slaughter the same kind, so after the buffer zone, a defense was set up. The ghost coach was obviously the commander who guarded that area.

"Come and take a look!" Tang Lin suddenly became excited. He had a premonition that it must be Wang Ce!

Before he could gather the warriors, Tang Lin led several Zhenwu masters to go straight to the past. After crossing a valley, he was about to see Zhenjing, the compass first emitted a red light, and was ecstatic: "It's indeed Wang Ce!"

Before he could digest this joy, he became a cold sweat. Because Wang Ce was rushing towards this side, while the ghost coach was chasing him.

"I..." The few people who emerged from the valley made Wang Ce feel cold sweat and ran over with a harsh forehead. He was about to "...", and he turned around strangely and fell down the mountain.

The Gui Shuai, who was unable to brake, collided with Tang Lin and others on the spot!

It was indeed a cunning boy, but how did he know our purpose? Tang Lin was furious and threw the compass to others, roaring: "You guys deal with this ghost handsome, I'll kill that boy!"

Am I an idiot? At such an age, don’t think that pretending to be young is a martial arts boy! Wang Ce fell on the hillside with a smirk, screaming and running wildly.

Tang Lin gritted his teeth and chased him all the way. However, Wang Ce's escape route was extremely erratic and strange, and he couldn't catch up with him for a moment.

After a valley, Tang Lin suddenly lost Wang Ce's trace in his eyes, and was confused and furious: "Where is the person?"

Wang Ce seemed to have disappeared out of thin air.

Wang Ce held his breath and almost witnessed Tang Lin passing by him, and the cold sweat slowly soaked in his arms!

"Fortunately, Li Chengliang's 'Ten Ratings and Ten Evils', otherwise it would be a big trouble." It is hard to imagine that Li Chengliang's 'Ten Ratings and Ten Evils' was actually a secret technique!

Tang Lin walked around for a long time and roared and left. Wang Ce was about to appear, but his heart moved and he was silent for a while.

After a while, Tang Lin reappeared sneakily, waving his knife, and the knife slammed the small valley into a mess. Tang Lin snorted coldly with red eyes: "It seems that it is not a hidden secret technique, so what is it?"

This time, Tang Lin really left.

Wang Ce breathed a sigh of relief, showed up, bandaged the wound on his shoulder that was cut by the knife. He held his chin for a long time: "It was someone sent by King Zhong, and no one would expect those young men to kill me. But how could they know my whereabouts? Unless there is someone who follows me, or something!"

Suddenly, the previous luminous compass appeared in his mind. Wang Ce smiled: "That's right, it's it. The question is, what positioning is it?"

Wang Ce was shocked, lifted his clothes and looked at the temporary spiritual pattern, and smiled happily: "Those idiots probably don't know, I happened to learn spiritual patterns. Naturally, including how to wash off the temporary spiritual patterns."

While removing the temporary spiritual patterns, Wang Ce scratched his head: "If you can release the sword energy, you are a strong man from the Ninth Realm of Zhenwu. King Zhong is very invested in it. My predecessor, you caused me a big disaster."

"A loyal king may not be able to easily send multiple Zhenwu masters to destroy me. Could there be other powerful people who will kill me?"

Wang Ce's eyes were clear and full of smiles: "If there were no other powerful people to protect me, then I would have to prepare to leave Beitang and run away."

However, it was difficult to get the powerful protective umbrella of Nanya. Unless there was no way to compete, Wang Ce would not leave the Northern Tang easily. His foundation, power, and even his friends were in the Northern Tang Dynasty.

Wang Ce obviously didn't know that his biggest protective umbrella was the Emperor of Northern Tang.

Wang Ce licked his dry lips and looked clear: "Anyway, fuck him first."

Master Zhenwu? He likes the spirit of a master Zhenwu, at least dozens of people can resurrect, or even more than a hundred Liaodong Iron Cavalry.

"A cunning little bastard!"

Tang Lin was furious and shouted: "Search separately, he will definitely not escape, search him!"

Thirteen Zhenwu masters split their heads and scattered like a line, searching along the way. Jiang Liu, like others, muttered angrily: "What are you trying to do? A master of Gangfeng can't even take a little ghost in the transformation realm. He has the face to lose his temper at us!"

"So what about the people in the royal family? If it weren't for... you thought I was willing to come to this ghost place in the ghost world!" Jiang Liu sneered: "The labor force mobilized many people just to make a little ghost with a hole-transforming ghost!"

Like others, Jiang Liu is probably from the mansion of some big shots, and is considered a family general and aide. He said that his aides have been raised, but in fact he is more like a family general and a disciple.

The difference is that Jiang Liu's cultivation is the lowest among the thirteen people, with only fetal breathing cultivation. After a few days, he was the one who was driven the most, and he was the one who was most dissatisfied with it.

Looking down from the top of the mountain, Jiang Liu was silent and complaining without notice. He jumped down the hill. Before he could stand firm, he felt a strong wind coming from behind. Jiang Liu was shocked and his voice was muffled in his throat. He was forced back to his stomach by this terrifying sword!

The terrifying gold of Glazed Glazed suddenly arrived in a sneak attack!

The assassination professor at the training base once said: "Gangfeng and Gangqi are the biggest obstacles to assassination, making assassination difficult. However, Gangfeng and Gangqi are not impeccable. Just like running, as long as you catch up with the moment when the opponent takes a step before falling, it is the weakness of Gangfeng and Gangqi."

Gangqi can block sword energy, and Gangfeng can block sword light and will automatically protect the body. The first assassination will not succeed. The key point is to disrupt the opponent's Gangfeng Qi's changing rhythm, so the assassination may succeed.

Just like breathing, there must be an inexhaustible gap between you! Grasp this gap when the rhythm changes, and the assassination will succeed.

The gold of glass suddenly arrived!

The vast sword technique that changed rapidly brought up a faint cloud and mist, and Wang Ce could hardly even leave his shadow. In the blink of an eye, he circled the river. Soon, slowly, the storm of the river suddenly appeared in a moment of chaos.

Puff! The sword tip is so terrifying that it penetrates into the river's throat!

Simple, fatal blow! Just as simple and practical as the sword technique of a half-imperial soul!

How is that possible! How could it be killed by a little pit-transforming ghost! Jiang Liu's throat made a clatter, his eyes seemed to be about to burst out, and blood flowed down the tip of the sword.
Chapter completed!