Chapter 66 Demon Ghost

Thirty feet away, standing on a courtyard wall was a handsome young man in a silver robe and covered with a white cloak. He was standing next to him with a dozen tall and short men in black, and he was looking at this side with a ghost-like gaze.

They never dreamed that the huge rock wall would fall and even be unable to suppress Wuqi and the other four. Wuqi's movements were so fast that when he pushed the huge rock out of the ground, all of these people were stunned for a moment. In this moment of stunned kung fu, nine crossbow arrows were already roaring.

The young man in silver robe screamed strangely, his body tilted, and he turned over and fell from the wall in a very embarrassed manner.

Even though he escaped quickly, a crossbow arrow still shot through his shoulders and shot a transparent hole on his body. The young man in silver robe screamed and screamed in pain. When he landed on the ground, he stood unsteadily, his right foot fell to the ground with a crescent sound of bone cracks, and his ankle was also broken.

More than a dozen men in black were injured by crossbow arrows. The nine-level cloud-piercing crossbow was extremely powerful. It was only a distance of thirty feet. It was hit and passed through the body, leaving a transparent hole as thick as a child's fist. Blood was squirting out. Although the person who was shot was not at the vital point, he was so painful that he was weak all over.

The screams of the young man in silver robe were still echoing in the night sky. Wuqi's two ups and downs came to him. The thorn in his right hand stabbed his throat without hesitation. Wuqi's eyes were as cold as ice, exuding a desperate murderous intent. He whispered: "If I don't die, you will die!"

The young man in silver robe raised his head in horror. He was about to scream, but he happened to see Wuqi's cold and ruthless eyes that were not as good as humans. His breath stopped, and the screams in his throat stopped abruptly. He instinctively supported the ground with his hands and rolled and crawled backwards. But there was a wall behind him. After running two steps, he hit the wall.

The dark thorns were filled with a faint fishy sweet smell, and they were about to pierce into the body of the young man in silver robe like lightning.

At the intersection of the street on one side, a delicate woman suddenly heard: "Stop!"

Wuqi ignored the woman's screams at all. He stared at the young man in silver robe. The thorn pierced straight and penetrated deep into his throat. The young man in silver robe looked at Wuqi in disbelief. His body twitched in waves. In the blink of an eye, the dark blood spurted out from his seven orifices and pores, and his body quickly shrank into a piece of black meat as big as a child.

The man in black on the wall let out a heart-wrenching cry of despair: "Young Master!"

Several men in black jumped off the wall, and carried the weapons in their hands that were about a foot long, and slashed at Wuqi's head fiercely.

He snorted disdainfully, Wuqi lightly pointed his toes and rushed to the street where the woman's voice had just come.

Luo Kedi, who was as fierce as a mad tiger, rushed over with a roar. His long sword swung out, and a light red sword aura that was six feet long flashed in a flash. Several men in black were still in the air, and the sword aura was slashed across the waist. Blood was spurted out, and more than a dozen bloody bodies fell heavily to the ground. These men in black were not dead for a while. The first half of their bodies twitched and moved around on the ground, constantly making extremely shrill screams.

Luo Kedi swung his sword and vented all the resentment of being defeated and captured and forced to surrender to Lu Chengfeng by Wuqi. He raised his bloody long sword and smiled: "The native chicken and tile dogs are vulnerable! Even you despicable bitch dogs dare to move... to touch our young master's idea?"

The night wind whistled in his ears, Wuqi stared at the street intersection dozens of feet away. A gorgeous car with gold as a shaft, sterling silver as a wheel, and green gauze was parked at the street intersection. More than a dozen insane men wearing blue cloaks were guarding the car around him, looking at Wuqi who was rushing towards him with cold eyes.

The woman's call came from the car just now.

No matter who the woman in the car was, she must have had a relationship with the young man in silver robes. Such a late-night ambush, and she met the young man in silver robes who was clearly the messenger behind the scenes, and was watching at the closest street corner. Without asking, the woman knew that she would definitely not be Wuqi's friend.

As soon as he arrived in Jidu, he was lured out and fought. He even used Jidu's urban defense mechanism and heavy bed crossbow. Wuqi was full of anger. No matter who the enemy was, he would just kill him. As long as Lu Chengfeng inherited Yan Buji's title and official position, who else could not provoke him in the Dayan Dynasty?

The blue light condensed in his eyes, low but endless, as if the sound of the tide of the river in the middle of the night came from Wuqi's mouth. He lowered his body, two thorns hid behind him, and rushed towards the carriage quickly.

Four green cloaks were thrown into the sky. Four men in green clothes pulled out their long swords and strode towards Wuqi to greet them. One of them shouted loudly: "Bold, retreat, otherwise you will kill them!"

Before he finished speaking, Wuqi suddenly exerted force under his feet. Several stones on the street were broken by him. He rushed forward with the force, and almost flashed to the four men. His hands were stabbed out quickly, and the thorns brought out a "hissing" sound to break the wind and came to the four young men.

The long sword is like snow, and the sword wind is fierce and sound. The four sword lights turn into four light belts and pour out, accurately pointing on the thorn.

Wuqiu laughed, and the innate true water spirit thorn was poured into the thorn. As soon as the sword touched the thorn, it was hit by the whirlpool airflow. The thorn lightly pierced out and gently pierced into the bodies of the four young men. The thorn was only three inches into the body, but the four young men twitched violently. Their bodies quickly thrust into a ball, and in the blink of an eye it shrank into a ball of black flesh, and blood flowed all over the floor.

"Rare!" The strong young man near the carriage was shocked and angry. Six green cloaks were thrown out. The six young men pulled out the single-finished goose-feeding machete and rushed towards Wuqi in small steps. The bright moon hung high in the air, and the six machetes brought out flowing lights, like a meteor flying down from the sky, slashing towards Wuqi's body.

Wuqi, who rushed forward, suddenly stopped. He laughed and clamped the thorn under his armpits. Two nine-level cloud-piercing crossbows suddenly appeared on his hand.

With the sound of "crack", eighteen pure steel crossbow arrows shot out. The man in green who rushed towards Wuqi with a knife was less than three zhang away from Wuqi. They could not dodge and were shot directly by the crossbow arrows. At such a close distance, the huge kinetic energy attached to the crossbow arrows shot their bodies away and flew heavily three or four zhang away. More than a dozen blood arrows were sprayed out, dragging more than ten feet of blood on the ground.

Beside the carriage, there were only the last six men in blue who were driving.

Wuqi sneered and continued to rush towards the carriage. He stared at the carriage window. Behind the green gauze, someone was looking at Wuqi through the thin bamboo curtain, his eyes full of surprise and anger. Wuqi instinctively hated this man's gaze. Most of his spiritual consciousness was concentrated on the man. The two thorns trembled faintly with his arms. Once he approached the carriage, the tip of the thorns would be at the heart of the man.

"Bold!" The woman's gentle voice sounded again.

The man in blue, whose face was not changing at all at all at the same time as usual, was about to rush out, but the woman sneered: "Stop, you are not his opponent."

A black shadow rushed out of the carriage silently, about about the ground, and pounced towards Wuqi like a ghost. As soon as the black shadow appeared, a small whirlwind was blew up from the surrounding streets. More than a dozen whirlwinds, several feet thick and thin, whirlwinds whirlwinds whirlwinds whirlwinds, rolling towards this side with the black shadow. A hazy black mist gushed out from the ground, gradually gathering towards the black shadow.

With a flash of his finger, two thorns shot out with a harsh roar, hitting the black shadow.

The thorn passed through the black shadow's body and flew out from afar. The black shadow had no reaction, and was still floating around the ground, pounced towards Wuqi without hesitation.

Wuqi was shocked. He looked at the black shadow and saw a handsome woman with a slightly blue face wrapped around the black fog. She was grinning at him with a terrifying smile. The woman's eyes were faintly wrapped in blood. When she came into contact with Wuqi, Wuqi felt a chill all over her body.

A slight cold wind continued to spread from the woman's body, rolling up a bunch of whirlwinds and black mist.

Accompanied by the low laughter that seemed to be directly heard in my mind, the strange woman rushed to Wuqi and grabbed his neck with both hands.

Wuqi felt a cold air coming out in his heart. In the middle of the night, the moonlight was bleak. A woman with a transparent body reached out and grabbed her neck! He couldn't help but shouted, "Hey, what are you?"

With one hand, the innate true water spirit gathered in the palm of your palm. Wuqi used all his strength to greet the woman's claws.

The woman's delicate laughter came from the carriage: "Hell? Didn't you be hell today?"

His palms silently touched the woman's claws. Wuqi felt a chill rushing upwards along his palms, and his whole body couldn't help but feel a chill. His fingertips turned black in an instant, and his fingers were paralyzed and he had no sense of any more.

The woman's smile suddenly froze. The innate true water spirit gang was extremely mysterious. It was Wuqi who practiced with the help of a wisp of innate true water breath in the innate water spirit stone. The gang gang rushed into the woman's body, and immediately hit her aura in her body. A cold air also surged throughout the woman's body.

A gust of cold wind scattered, and the woman's body suddenly became much darker, from translucent to nearly fully transparent.

A shrill scream came from the woman's mouth, and she turned around and turned into a cloud of wind and rushed towards the carriage. A woman's delicate scolding came from the carriage: "So brave, even my demon guard dares to hurt you, are you looking for death?"

A red light shot from behind and quickly hit the cloud of cold wind. With a loud bang, a ball of red fire exploded, smashing the cloud of cold wind into pieces. You could vaguely see a hazy woman's head jumping into the carriage and disappearing.

Wuqi hurriedly turned around and just shot out a flame-exploding talisman behind him, shattering the Yin wind transformed by the demon. It was Luo Kedi.

He looked at the carriage unwillingly, his arms were stiff, and Wuqi, who was cold and cold, gritted his teeth and shouted in a low voice.
Chapter completed!