Guan Tiansheng and the other four changed their faces slightly, turned their heads silently, and looked behind them.

The sunlight passed through the branches and leaves of the pine trees, leaving reflections of light and darkness on the ground. Under a straight and straight pine tree, a woman in green was quietly looking at the four people, holding a piece of bamboo branch in her hand.

The woman looks good-looking, looks young, is thin, and looks unthreatening, but after running for so long, they haven't noticed that the woman is following behind her, which shows that the latter's skill is definitely not easy.

However, the four of them still have absolute confidence. No matter how young they are, they can be stronger than the first grade.

According to previous judgment, Chen Mo had the highest strength of the third grade.

Four against two, Guan Tiansheng and the four of them are still absolutely sure.

"Just come with a helper, the advantage lies with us." Guan Tiansheng held the Dragon Spear in his hand, not planning to say more nonsense.

"Yeah?"

Chen Mo smiled slightly, raised his hand and patted Peiyu on his waist, and said with a smile: "Xiao Ling, come out and say hello to you guys."

As the words came, an extreme coldness enveloped the cliff, and the wind blew up the fallen leaves on the ground.

Guan Tiansheng's eyebrows and eyes froze, and then cold sweat oozed out of the back. An extremely rich red light surged out of the jade on Chen Mo's waist. Then a woman wearing a wedding dress with white skin and a dead spirit appeared beside Chen Mo, and she shouted without any emotion: "Husband."

The hot summer in August cannot dispel the chills on the four people at all.

Guan Tiansheng's pupils shrank violently. The moment the woman in the wedding dress appeared, a huge chill enveloped him, making his hands and feet cold and his body stiff.

"Ghost Realm...Ghost King, you... As the North Town Fushishi, you are the polite envoy, and you... you actually raise a demon." Lu Chang behind Guan Tiansheng pointed at Chen Mo with his fingers trembling slightly.

The strength of the Ghost King is comparable to that of a second-grade warrior in humanity. The female ghost in red in front of him seems to be even more serious.

"Aren't you afraid that this matter will be known to the court?" Zhou Shangming said.

"If you kill you, no one will know about this." Chen Mo's eyes swept to Guan Tiansheng and said lightly: "A good birthday, then it will turn it into a funeral."

"Xiao Ling, kill him." Chen Mo pointed at Guan Tiansheng and gave an order to Xiao Ling.

A few years ago, Xiao Ling's strength may be second-grade.

But now, after practicing the method of ghost cultivation for more than two years, his strength has reached the first level, and it is still enough to deal with Guan Tiansheng.

"Yiren, let these two people be handed over to you, I will deal with him." Chen Mo pointed at Zhou Shangming and Shi Yuqing again, handed them over to Ye Yiren, and he would deal with Lu Chang.

When Ye Yiren is still in the third grade, he can fight against the second grade warrior and compete with the first grade warrior.

Now that he has broken through to the second grade, there must be no problem dealing with Zhou Shangming and Shi Yuqing.

When he kills Lu Chang, he can free his hands to help Ye Yiren or Xiaoling.

After saying that, the two of them rushed towards the four people almost at the same time.

Guan Tiansheng didn't dare to be careless, so he shot out and rushed straight to Xiaoling, while speaking: "You guys, you all see your own skills, don't fall in front of the younger generation."

The ages of the four people are much older than three hundred years old.

"Clang!"

The embroidered spring sword is unsheathed, and the sword light is dazzling in the mountains and forests.

Chen Mo held a knife in one hand and a sheath in one hand, pointing at Lu Chang.

Shi Yuqing wanted to exchange with Lu Chang, and he would deal with Chen Mo, Lu Chang and Zhou Shangming went to deal with Ye Yiren.

However, a bright green light flashed out from the bamboo branches in Ye Yiren's hand, and brought a stream of soil from the ground, and from bottom to top, slashed towards Shi Yuqing, blocking the latter back.

Immediately, Ye Yiren landed on Chen Mo's left, his eyes swept towards Shi Yuqing and Zhou Shangming, and the bamboo branches stretched out to divide the battlefield.

...

"Boy, you think too much of yourself. Lu has been in the world for decades, and just because he only wants to kill me."

Lu Chang untied the yellow cloth wrapped around the sword, revealing the original appearance of the sword, and carried nine copper rings on the back of the sword.

Holding it horizontally in front of him, Yu Guang glanced at the other three people and twisted his right foot slightly.

wipe……

The toes kicked into the soil, and the boots left a semi-elliptical pit in the fallen leaves. The soil splashed and exploded out. The nine copper rings on the back of the knife made a sound, all of which were tilted towards the tip of the knife, falling rapidly in front of Chen Mo in the dust.

This knife was blocked by Chen Mo's arms raising the knife. Chen Mo's arms sank down a little. This blocking sounded relaxed and natural. Then he shouted loudly, and the arms that were raising the knife blocking made a move to lift up. The friction between the two swords exploded, and sparks actually forced the hand holding the knife that Lu Chang had slashed with all his strength and lifted up a little.

The two of them retreated at the same time, while Lu Chang's retreating movement seemed a little staggering.

Lu Chang's eyes were shocked. As an old man, although he had just fought, he could see the trick from this move.

It was like a martial arts practitioner, holding a knife weighing hundreds of pounds and slashing hard at one person. Not only did the other party block it, but it was blocked by a single arm, and he could even lift up some of his hand holding the knife.

How much effort does this require?

How powerful does Chen Mo's arm holding the knife have?

Not only that, when the friction between the two swords is about to separate, if you don’t avoid it quickly, take advantage of the other party’s Xiuchun sword’s back to change the blade, release the hand holding the knife, and wait until the knife light passes before catching the knife, your wrist will be cut off by Chen Mo.

After Chen Mo resisted just now, he was a little surprised to see Lu Chang.

It wasn't surprising that his strength was.

But it was unexpected that the other party's strength was too small.

"That's it?" Chen Mo raised his eyebrows.

Seeing that Lu Chang was so old that he could still play such a heavy Nine-ring Sword, Chen Mo thought it would be not easy to fight.

It seems that I shouted at him now.

"Sir."

When Lu Chang heard this, he thought the other party was sarcastic. He was a man in his seventies or eighties, so he could not bear his face.

The majestic true energy surged out of its body and poured into the Nine-ring Sword, causing a light to appear on the blade, like a green snake entrenched. Then it rushed out towards Chen Mo, bringing a bright green light out of the dim forest, and Lu Chang slashed it out with a knife.

Chen Mo avoided it, but also held the knife arm in his right hand and rotated it inwardly. The tip of the knife was downward and hung it to the left, reaching the front of the back of the knife.

When Lu Chang arrived, his beautiful clothes were swaying and round, and he lifted and chopped the knife with one hand, bringing a creeping blood. Reading

"Bahuang Prison."

"Clang!"

A crisp sound of swords broke out in the forest, overwhelming the sound of waves slashing on the cliff.

when!

The Nine-ring Big Sword broke into two pieces and fell to the ground.

Lu Chang's eyes were full of shock.

But now he can't say a word.

There is a bloodline from the neck to the footsteps.

The next second, half of his head slid down.

With a "bang", Lu Chang's body also fell to the ground.

Chen Mo's knife just now not only cut off his knife, but also killed him.
Chapter completed!