There’s an Evil Spirit Here Chapter 267: Wraith Wraith
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Fang Zheng held a knife against the blood river! !
Xi Xi Suo Suo,
Under the blood river, a lot of blood worms gush out,
Densely dense,
As the tide crosses the border, it rushes from the ground to Fangzheng fiercely.
The Nine Suns Divine Gang in the body was transported extremely quickly, and the ghost knife in his hand slashed, and the hot, scorching Nine Suns’ True Qi exploded the air temperature, and the red sword’s Qi entrained the rolling to the sun energy, like a sea wave erupting, it ignited in an instant, Incineration of blood worms all over the body.
But there are still more blood worms coming ashore.
Fangzheng cleaved out a series of scorching sword qi, and when the blood worm touched the masculine and hot energy, it was burned to ashes on the spot.
Faced with these blood worms, Fang Zheng calmly slashed out repeatedly.
Recruit Ran!
Fang Zheng felt his back like a pin-light on his back, and his hairs exploded. That was due to his instinct for dangerous creatures. Fang Zheng didn't even think about it. The cold ghost knife, which was more than one meter long in his hand, was facing behind him. It's just a slash.
I don't know when there will be a woman with disheveled hair behind her, her black hair spread to her chest, her facial features can not be seen, only the bloodshot eyes behind her long black hair can be seen.
It was a pair of scary eyes that were a bit bigger than ordinary people, covered with red blood.
"Child, child, have you seen my child..." The resentment murmured sadly.
Fang Zheng's slash was just enough to block the arm that the Wraith was about to grab from behind, but the Wraith was faster.
Huh!
Insitu disappeared.
When it reappears, it is already behind Fang Zheng's turned around.
Fangzheng felt the sound of the wind behind him, and the true energy in his body swelled violently, and the blade whirled around his body, booming! There was an explosion.
He and the Wraith each took a few steps back.
"Is this the true power of a complete ghost weapon, a century-old ghost?"
He has killed two centuries-old ghosts before and after, both of which were weakened.
Similarly, he has killed the Underworld Wraith Wraith twice before and after, which is not all his strength.
This battle was the first time he faced a century-old ghost of peak strength head-on after half a month of hard training. Unexpectedly, half a month later, even if he had a ghost sword in his hand, he didn't get much benefit.
But Fang Zheng had no fear in his heart, holding a long knife, he took the initiative to attack.
However, the resentful spirit at this moment flew out with the help of the force of the knife, and then disappeared in mid-air again. When it reappeared, this time it was over Fang Zheng's head, like a ghost of a nightmare, and the thick ghost claws grabbed Fang Zheng's Tianling Gai.
The golden bell!
Harden!
Fang Zheng was tired of hiding like hide-and-seek. He stood there and didn't avoid it, intending to make a tough move. The breath within the body changed instantly, and the 62 layers of cicada membranes on his body's skin instantly expanded and hardened, switching to the shape of an ancient temple bronze bell that looked like golden glazed glaze.
Bang!
It was deafening like the crashing of a bronze bell, and the ghost claws seemed to be caught on a real bronze bell, cutting and splashing metal sparks.
Bang, bang, bang, the bronze bell blocked the huge impact from above the head, the ground couldn't bear the huge pressure, it cracked inch by inch, the bronze bell was shot into the ground about ten centimeters in an instant, click, bang!
The bronze bell was smashed by ghost claws!
The five fingers of the resentful spirit on the top of the head grab the center of the back of the neck, Cang!
The harsh and sour teeth of gold and iron rubbing sharply, sparks splashing everywhere, the body that Fang Zheng has cultivated so far is so strong, as hard as gold and iron.
But even so...
Hey!
Just a little bit, just a little bit away, just as the ghost claw was about to exhaust, the skin on the back of Fang Zheng's neck was still scratched with five bloodstains.
Blood soaked the clothes on the back of the neck.
If you change to the Fangzheng half a month ago, facing a century-old ghost in its heyday, maybe this claw will turn into meat, and the body will be torn into several segments by the sharp claws.
But that's just if.
The current Founder can no longer speak on the same day as half a month ago!
This is a hand that is as cold as a block of ice, as if there is a piece of cold ice sticking to the back of the neck, causing Fang Zheng's back of the neck to quickly become black and black. It is Yin Qi entering the body.
The Nine-Yang Shen Gang in the body is stimulated, automatically protects the Lord, resists the Yin Qi from the back of the neck, Fang Zheng is not afraid to turn back anger: "Good come!"
"Come down here!"
Fang Zheng opened his eyes full of anger and urged the Nine Sun God Gang in his body to the extreme. The blade buzzed and trembled, and masculine and hot energy fluctuations oscillated from the white blade's edge, with a fierce and fierce momentum. Du Luo Sword Technique!
The ghost head knife gleaming coldly, slashed at the resentful spirit that had exhausted its strength above the head.
The Immortal Seal! Qi illusion!
Xuebai's blade made a flickering move, avoiding the catch of another ghost claw of the Wraith Spirit. That is just the phantom of the illusion of Qi. The real sword move is the moment when the empty door opens wide, the ghost knife turns into a phantom of extremely fast knife light, and the cold and cold light carries the swift blade light, making the square shape like crazy. Crazed with a knife.
Ten knives!
Twenty swords!
The air boils, the water evaporates, and the blade rubs against the air extremely quickly, carrying a blazing heat wave.
"Fire Duluo Knife" is a fast knife, and it is about combo. Once the combo advantage is played, the speed of the knife will become more and more, and the killing power will become more and more overbearing.
Fang Zheng is almost like a madman who uses a madman's sword technique. The ghost knife in his hand makes a splendid sword in a row, slashing out from all kinds of tricky angles, the sword is forty!
The extreme high temperature on the blade finally ignited the air, and an extremely high temperature flame ignited on the ghost knife, which was an anode flame.
Suddenly killing might be more domineering and unmatched.
Under extreme speed, even a piece of paper can cut through steel, and the world's martial arts can only be broken quickly. This has always been the case since ancient times.
The resentful spirit in the air, with nowhere to focus, was directly hit by Fang Zheng in the air, with fifty swords! Knife sixty!
The resentful spirit roared, pained, the heavy killing karma on the ghost knife, and the scorching masculinity of the Nine Sun God Gang made her scream sharply.
Founder did not keep his hands!
Seven swords! Knife eighty-one!
Nine-nine-nine-eighty-one knife combo is over! Boom!
At the moment when the ninth and eighty-one swords were hit, the flame on the blade suddenly exploded into a pillar of fire, and the anode flame swallowed the resentful spirit.
Ah!
The wraith spirit screamed in pain from the pillar of fire.
The Immortal Seal! Really look at the enemy!
When the nine-nine-nine-eighty-one combo of knives was completed, and there was a momentary gap between the knives, Fang Zheng used his true energy to detect that the wraith was moving, and he carried on his body a killing and cutting fruit that a youth of this age did not have. Fumo King Kong Seal!
The blood in the body swelled and burned, and his three fires ignited into three raging furnaces, and the swelling sun followed the fist marks formed by the left hand, bang!
The extreme speed brought about an explosion of air, and the speed was so fast that it might faintly break through the sound barrier, and smashed the resentful spirit in the pillar of fire with a punch.
Boom!
The muffled fist to the flesh, not right!
Fang Zheng immediately noticed the abnormality in his fist. The fist only touched a little edge and then missed. The Wraith spirit passed a line faster than him, and escaped from the True Qi Chasing the enemy.
As soon as Fang Zhengfu noticed that it was wrong, he did not hesitate and stepped on the ground with the sole of his foot.
Puff!
When the pillar of fire dissipated, the Wraith spirit was not in the pillar of fire, only the broken leg of a woman held in Fang Zheng's left hand.