No matter how fierce the ghost is, it cannot stop them.

The ghost blocking the road was on the way to charge the cavalry. It could not dodge at all. The next moment, it was knocked away by a rifle and then pulled away by a spear, and fell under the horse's hooves like a stone.

It's her!

It laughed loudly, turned into a gust of cold wind, merged into the spiritual energy, flew towards the woman, wanted to occupy her body, then swallow her soul, and use her body to kill all directions.

It's close.

It's almost approaching.

The young woman was only concerned about slashing the demons around her, but she didn't know that the danger was behind her.

The gloomy ghost claws protrude out, and in just one moment, it can seize the soul.

"Sister! Behind!"

The still young male voice sounded, bringing a bouquet of reminders.

The three-day and moon blade in Qingqing's hand swayed in front of her, without turning around or turning back. The sharp blade that pierced in the opposite direction cuts a gust of cold wind, as smooth as butter, and is piercing on the ghost that is rushing behind her.

This sword is a famous Japanese object, just like the twelve weapons each with supernatural powers. Perhaps they cannot do anything to the fierce ghost that has become a climate. However, facing this weak ghost who has "dead" three times, it is like a fatal weapon, easily tearing the ghost apart.

I missed the truth.

The unlucky ghost could dissipate in the spiritual energy helplessly.

"well done."

Qingqing cut off a ghost, smiled happily, reached out to pat the bird beside her on the head, held the famous knife, and looked at the chaotic battle situation in front of her.

Even surrounded by demons, she doesn't have to play in person.

Not to mention the elite Yaoguang Guard who protects all over the body and strangles ghosts.

Just like the four Japanese ghost martial artists who guard Asuka, they are all first-class swordsman masters. They are full of spiritual energy at the moment, and they can turn into half-ghosts to kill the enemy without restraint.

The ghosts in these four people are not as domineering as the dog god of the dragon horse or the wind and thunder god of Lu Yuniang, but they are also famous ghosts in Japan, blessed them and let them cut these ordinary supernatural beings, like cutting melons and vegetables.

"Ghost Martial Arts is so powerful."

Qingqing leaned on the Three Suns and Moon Blade, looking at the powerful battle postures of the ghost martial arts after the alienation. Her little head was also fantasizing that if she could become such a ghost martial artist.

Alas, don’t think about it, senior brother definitely won’t allow it.

Besides, I will be the queen in the future, and it will never be beautiful to use this evil power.

She put down her thoughts and looked up.

The battlefield under Zibo City has become a boiling momentum. The unparalleled brave Tiance vanguard divided the battlefield. The Heluo Gang, the Jade Palace, and the Five Dragons Knights who came before each fight to relieve the pressure on the rear camp.

But it was endless, as if there was no end to the ghost, just like the black tide, slapped the camp of the bandit suppression army. Even if there were Taoists from the Xuanmen of the Jade Emperor Palace, they set up the Six Ding and Six Jia Formation to protect the camp.

But the formation at that place is still in danger.

The thin golden light shrouded in the camp may be broken at any time, light and dark.

"roar!"

Qingqing's high profile on the battlefield finally attracted attention. With the shrill roar, several Japanese ghost warriors rushed towards her from three directions with a group of ghost soldiers.

The ghost soldiers were soon blocked and killed by the Yaoguang Guard cavalry, but the ghost soldiers flashed at extremely fast speed and wanted to assassinate Qingqing.

"roll!"

As soon as Qingqing held the knife in her hand tightly, she heard a roar.

Then a strange red light sprinkled from the body, and the sea of ​​blood rose. Several ghost martial artists who rushed towards him stopped and were impacted by the illusion, and their eyes were dull.

This moment, they were killed.

But the evil swept across the board, causing ghosts to cry. With just one knife, he killed several people on the spot as the blood-colored light arc was triggered.

You Wuming landed in front of Qingqing, and swung the magic knife in his hand, and the bone that had been drained from his blood was smashed to the ground. Seeing that the bird shrank its head and hid behind Qingqing.

In his eyes of discerning everything, the young man holding a knife in front of him was even more terrifying than those ghosts.

"Shura..."

The bird grabbed Qingqing's sleeve in fear and whispered.

"What are you doing!"

Qingqing didn't appreciate it, she put down her knife and said coldly:

"Don't you want to obey Zhang Chu's orders to protect Zhao Lian?"

"Stinky old man, no, you, important."

You Wuming turned around on the battlefield and showed a slightly shy smile to Qingqing, with pure eyes in red and blue.

He said:

"This is dangerous, I'll take you back to the camp."

"Don't go."

Qingqing curled her lips, she played with her braid on her chest and said:

"I want to fight here. When my senior brother comes over, he says he will bring reinforcements. You can go there with you."

"good."

You Wuming nodded, took a step back, and stood beside Qingqing. He glanced at the fearful Feiniao, then stretched out his hand and tried to touch Feiniao's head.

But the latter avoided it.

You Wuming didn't care either. He carried the magic knife on his shoulders. The blood-red light illuminated his thin cheeks. He said to Qingqing:

"I'll wait with you. Chen Qiu, yes, keep his word, and he will come."

"Senior brother will kill you."

Qingqing pushed him and said sternly:

"Go away now."

"Why?"

You Wuming said in surprise:

"He and I are very happy, he is, my friend."

"Elm head!"

Qingqing stomped her feet hard. Seeing that she couldn't push You Wuming away, she shook her braid, held the knife, and took the bird forward. You Wuming followed closely behind, just like the most loyal and brave personal guard.

After taking a few steps, Qingqing suddenly said:

"Ghosts harm people. If you really want to help me, can you kill them all?"

You Wuming tilted his head, he looked at Qingqing's eyes and asked:

"Do you hope, I, kill them all?"

"Um."

Qingqing nodded.

The next moment, Yu Wuming also had a simple smile on his face. He seemed to have not felt the danger contained in Qingqing's request.

There are more than 70,000 ghosts on this battlefield, which is enough to destroy the city and the country.

"Okay! I'll help you."

He responded, clenched his hand and took a deep breath. The next moment, the blue eyes also turned blood red.

But the evil roared wildly, causing millions of ghosts to cry, the sea of ​​blood rose, and shaped the evil realm of eternality.

He wants to kill all the ghosts in front of him.

Not just because he hates them.

He didn't know how to say good things. Since his birth, he has not been a wise man, so he chose to prove it with his actions.

Today, he will transform into a real Shura on earth, almost destroying this world for the woman in front of him.
Chapter completed!