Looking at Guo Cuzi's hands, eyes, body and stance, and slashing up and down, and stabbing left and right, Fan Cho was secretly shocked. This old guy had obviously practiced it. Although he still had some traces of the park Tai Chi sword, he could see that he was much better than his own market style.

The decapitated ghost seemed to be quite afraid of the peach wood sword in Guo Crook's hand, and always dared not take it head-on. His big head came and went like the wind, and strange laughter kept echoing in his ears. Fan Cho stepped forward several times to make ruthless moves, but the decapitated ghost seemed to care about him at all. He did not dodge or avoid the peach wood sword he cut, but was unscathed. He was so anxious that he jumped straight. Please, he is the soul-detaining messenger in the underworld. Is it good to give him some face? Dear?!

Guo Cutezi also saw that the sword in Fan Cho's hand was not sharp and shouted: "Brother, keep striking it with thunder!"

"What about thunder? Lei? I have a limit on the number of times. What should I do to deal with Sister Feng if I use it all in a while?!"

Although he said this, Feng Chou still threw out a thunder in his palm from time to time. Guo Crook took advantage of the dead head ghost's stiff moment and rushed forward with the peach wood sword. When the dead head ghost recovered, he turned his head and ran away.

It's true that the two of them cooperated very well. After a while, the deadhead ghost was full of holes pierced by the peach wood sword. Although it was not very harmful, it also emitted black air from the hole, which looked like several pressure cookers venting pressure.

If this is put into online games, it will be considered an excellent cooperation with one method and one method. I just don’t know how much health this quasi-BOSS has. If the scope is gone for a while, then I will be stunned and wait for the group to be destroyed.

When he looked at the Hongluo tent on the other side, Sister Feng had already gone to bed. She could vaguely see her snuggling beside Hua Xiaoxin, as if she was looking at Hua Xiaoxin with affectionate eyes. Her fingers kept slashing on Hua Xiaoxin's face, as if she was brewing feelings and preparing foreplay.

Fang Chou was anxious. Although Hua Xiaoxin was not a good thing, she couldn't just let Sister Feng ruin it. Sister Feng had been holding it in for hundreds of years. With this move, she would definitely make Hua Xiaoxin die.

"Old Guo, where is your talisman? Go!" Fan Choang shouted at Guo Crook.

"What a talisman, that talisman is used to wrap around your neck. Look at where this big brother's neck is, where will I wrap around..."

Well, Fengchou was speechless. Seeing that his spiritual power had dropped to 13 o'clock, the dead-headed ghost showed no sign of lying down. Instead, he became more and more brave as he fought, his big head roared and forced the two of them to retreat.

Suddenly I stepped on something under my feet, it was round and almost tripped. When Wanchou looked down, it was a steel pipe more than one meter long, with one pointed end and one round end, and it seemed that something was still stuck on it. Wanchou suddenly remembered that this must be the steel pipe that Guo Chuizi had just cleaned up the ghost who had inserted the steel pipe into it.

Good weapon! Fan Cho picked it up without saying a word, and suddenly there was an unpleasant smell, and he didn't care. Fan Cho gave Guo Cuzi a wink. Guo Cuzi immediately understood, turned around and ran to the side, waving the peach wood sword, attracting the attention of the dead head ghost.

But Wanchou quietly detoured from the other side and walked around behind the decapitated ghost. Seeing that the decapitated ghost was not prepared, he picked up the steel pipe, held his breath, and ran behind the decapitated ghost in a small slash, rushed out suddenly, stabbed out with both hands, and shouted: "Kill!"

"puff!"

After Fang Cho succeeded with one blow, the pointed end of the steel pipe pierced into the decapitated ghost's butt.

The broken-headed ghost chrysanthemum was blown up and started to scream. The iron chain was thrown away. She covered her butt with her hands and ran away. Wanchou grabbed the steel pipe in his hand and did not let go. With a squeak, the place where the steel pipe was inserted seemed to leak, and a large amount of black gas gushed out.

Looking at the dead head ghost, it was so painful that it was all over the room, with a black air behind the butt, and suddenly it looked like a black line before the plane was about to crash.

Wanchou scratched his head and thought to himself that it was not my fault. Who made you grow up so big and your butt is so big? I didn't mean to...

However, although Feng Chou's stabbing worked, it seemed like a hornet's nest. The decapitated ghost was soon covered with a layer of black gas. The iron chain trembled, and his head flew back, and it fell on his neck without any hesitation!

Wanchou's eyes lit up and he shouted, "Old Guo, he has a neck this time hey..."

Guo Crook looked up with his head raised, and shook his hand when he heard this: "I can't reach it either."

Wan Chou stamped his feet: "Oh, it would be great if Liu Bei was there..."

The black air leaked from the connection between the dead head and the neck of the ghost. With his eyes wide open, he ran over the area angrily. How could he not revenge the chrysanthemum being stabbed!

Fan Cho held the steel pipe in his hand, and felt that it was neither running nor running. He glanced at Guo Crook, but he quietly gestured to the back of the dethrone ghost. He was happy in his heart. He held the thoracic steel pipe in his hand and clashed in front of the dethrone ghost, showing off his might and shouted: "I am Zhang Yide, a man from Yan, who dares to fight to the death with me..."

This time, it really attracted all the attention of the decapitated ghost. Guo Crooked ran behind the decapitated ghost. However, after shouting twice, Fan Cho began to wonder why Zhang Yide, a man from Yan, sounded like Zhang Yide, an eunuch? It was said that after watching the Romance of the Three Kingdoms for so long, I didn't pay attention. It was his turn to shout it out in person that he realized that this sentence was grammatical.

However, no matter whether he is a Yan or a eunuch, his head looks even more ferocious after he puts his head on his neck. His eyes are red and his iron chains are shaking, and he will be rushing up to fight with Wan Cho!

At this critical moment, Guo Crooked attacked him suddenly, and it was difficult for the old Crooked man to jump up more than one meter high, pounced on the back of the broken-headed ghost, clamped the broken-headed ghost's waist with his legs, and immediately pulled out a long talisman from his hand, and began to wrap around the broken-headed ghost's neck.

Wanchou's eyes were straightened and he praised: "What a trick to put on the old tree, Mr. Guo is mighty!"

The decapitated ghost was stunned at first, and the iron chain he swung was not smashed down. When it reacted, Guo Crook had already accomplished his work. The decapitated ghost had a thick neck and was wrapped in two circles of such a long talisman. Guo Crook loosened his legs and jumped down, and shouted: "The golden sword enforces the law, and his head does not fall to the ground. God is so virtuous, and he will be reborn in the West!"

Fan Chou also shouted: "Okay, what's Mr. Guo shouting?"

"Learned in movies..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the deadhead ghost fell to the ground, holding his head in his hands and screamed in pain. A black air rushed straight into the sky, and actually rushed the head more than two feet high, breaking free from the tangle of the yellow talisman, rolling onto the ground, his eyes flushed, his teeth clenched, and he stared at Guo Crooked fiercely.

"No, my head has fallen to the ground. Brother Fan, let's run..."

Guo Crooker panickedly and was about to run out, but it was dark everywhere, and there was not even a door. Where could he run?

Seeing that his head was about to jump up on the ground, Guo Crooker screamed: "If his head is back on his neck again, we will finish playing today..."

Fanchou's heart skipped a beat, and raised his hand and thundered his palm. With a click, a white light burst out and disappeared after a meter away from his head. Fenchou grabbed Guo Crook and shook it violently: "Go on, don't you still have the peach wood sword..."

Guo Crook pointed to the direction of the deadhead ghost's body: "If you dare to take it back, I will use it..."

Fan Cho turned his head and saw that the peach wood sword was inserted behind the neck of the decapitated ghost, but the decapitated ghost was now swaying and twisting wildly on the ground like a slap. Fan Cho had been in good health for a long time but didn't dare to run away.

With just a delay, the head of the dethrone-headed ghost on the ground jumped up, and he smiled strangely and floated in the air, looking at the two of them with extremely resentful eyes, opened their mouths and rushed over!

The situation was extremely critical. The scope was ready to die. However, when his head was more than two meters away from them, a red magic weapon floated down from the sky, and it was pressed against the head without bias. The sound of the head was originally howling in his ears immediately rushed back. He struggled and churned in the red magic weapon, but it gradually shrank.

"Bang!"

My head fell to the ground, and the magic weapon spread out. When Wanchou looked down, he saw that there was only a pool of black water left on the ground...

Both of them were stunned. After being stunned, a slim figure had already stood in front of them. They leaned over and grabbed the red magic weapon in their hands, and said embarrassedly: "You... are you okay?"
Chapter completed!