"Fuck!"

Fu Qingfeng was so frightened that he collapsed on the spot.

The ghost grabbed him directly on the head.

Qin Mu dodged, and the bronze sword blocked his sharp claws. The harsh metal sound echoed for a long time.

"What a strong body."

Qin Mu was slightly shocked.

The power of the ghost dance in front of him is definitely the strongest existence he has ever seen.

The ghost's eyes were scarlet, and a faint cold aura came out of him like a tide, which actually made Qin Mu pause for a moment.

"Ah……"

The corners of Qin Mu's mouth raised slightly, and the chakra behind his back suddenly appeared, blooming with dazzling gold and silver light.

Seven Steps of Kirin!

Dong dong dong...

After taking seven steps in a row, a unicorn shadow flashed in mid-air, and an even more violent aura tore the ghost's momentum into pieces.

boom!

After all, it couldn't resist the huge pressure of Qilin Qibu. The ghost persisted for a while and then fell to the ground.

Qin Mu wiped the sweat from his forehead, grabbed Fu Qingfeng and ran away.

The strength of the ghost is at least comparable to the strength of the third level volley, and it is obviously an unwise choice to fight with it head-on now.

"Roar!"

The roar shook the sky.

Two huge wings of flesh actually grew out of the ghost's back, covering the sky and the sun, and swept towards Qin Mu and Qin Mu.

"It seems we really need to deal with this guy."

Qin Mu narrowed his eyes, flicked his right hand, and Qingfeng flew out.

"Ouch……"

Fu Qingfeng's head was hit hard on a rock and he woke up from the pain.

"do not move."

After Qin Mu finished explaining, he turned into a stream of light and rushed towards the ghost.

He was holding a bronze sword, and strands of gold and silver aura wrapped the edge of his sword.

Whoosh!

The ghost arrived in front of Qin Mu in an instant, its sharp claws piercing the sky and heading towards the latter's chest.

If he was really caught, Qin Mu would probably be torn to pieces.

Ding!

There was still a harsh metallic sound, and the sharp claws in the ghost's hands slowly rubbed hard against the bronze sword, and a large string of sparks exploded in between.

After a moment of stalemate, Qin Mu shook it away.

At the same time, he caught the moment when the ghost flew out, and pierced it with a sword at an extremely fast speed.

clang!

The bronze sword pierced the latter's forehead, and there was a sharp sound without even breaking the skin.

This level of physical strength made Qin Mu's heart sink.

The ghost roared in the air and grabbed Qin Mu again.

The two fought for a long time, and afterimages rolled up in the air, making Fu Qingfeng, who was hiding in the corner, terrified.

He could feel that the ghost was very powerful, and he even had some doubts about Qin Mu's strength, suspecting that Qin Mu was no match for him.

"Brother Qin...Brother Qin, you must defeat him..."

Fu Qingfeng kept praying, and at the same time he regretted entering such a ruins.

All the characters here are very strong. He himself is just cannon fodder. If Qin Mu hadn't taken him with him, I don't know how long he had been hiccupping for a long time.

"Are you with him?"

A cold voice came from Fu Qingfeng's ear.

He looked back and saw a red-haired young man covered in blood.

This person is none other than Hong Feng.

He fought all the way and finally got rid of the zombies who couldn't be killed.

Originally, he wanted to follow Qin Mu and the others in search of treasures, but he didn't expect to encounter the scene before him.

Fu Qingfeng nodded hurriedly: "Yes, yes, yes... Brother, do you want to help? This thing is too scary... If we don't help, if he loses, won't we all be doomed?"

"It's not my business?"

Hongfeng sneered, grabbed Fu Qingfeng's shoulders and rushed inside.

There were too many weird things in this ruins, and he really needed a waypoint.

As a warrior of the ninth level of chakra, Fu Qingfeng was the best candidate to ask for the guide stone in his eyes.

"What are you going to do?"

Fu Qingfeng was so frightened that his body trembled and he screamed in panic.

Hongfeng sneered: "I'll take you to find an opportunity."

After saying that, he flew away into the distance.

"Brother Qin!"

"help me!"

No matter how stupid Fu Qingfeng was, he knew that the other party must have bad intentions, so he hurriedly shouted loudly.

When Qin Mu, who was struggling with the ghost, heard this, his face darkened, and spiritual energy suddenly burst out from his body, briefly rushing the ghost away.

"Put him down."

Qin Mu came to Hongfeng in a flash.

Hongfeng laughed ferociously: "You guys are really good at calculating. You left a few of our brothers to hold off the zombies, but you took them out to look for opportunities. I'm afraid this account should be settled."

"Put him down."

Qin Mu repeated it.

Hongfeng held up the crimson spear in his hand and sneered: "You'd better take care of yourself first."

After saying that, he took Fu Qingfeng and rushed into the distance.

When Qin Mu wanted to chase him, the ghost stopped him.

"court death!"

Qin Mu's left pupil overflowed with golden light, and his right eye flashed with silver light. Countless strands of golden and silver spiritual energy gradually rose from his body.

This sword was originally created by Qin Mu.

It's called the Three Swords of Xuanyou.

Every sword possesses extremely powerful power.

In Qin Mu's current situation, he can only swing one sword at most.

And after using this sword, at least two-thirds of his physical strength will be consumed.

But now I can't control that much anymore.

"Three swords of Xuanyou, Duan Kong!"

Qin Mu shouted, and spiritual energy crazily poured into the bronze sword.

Buzz!

The bronze sword body trembled crazily, and astonishing sword energy swept out from it.

Even the red maple in the distance felt the strong pressure.

"Is this kid really only at the first level of volleying?"

Hongfeng's pupils shrank slightly, and he could clearly feel how powerful this sword was.

He himself was not confident that he could take the sword.

But this is not what he thought. Although such a terrifying sword move is powerful, it must also consume a lot of spiritual energy. Even if the ugly monster is killed by it and catches up, it may not be his opponent.

"snort."
To be continued...