Jiang Tong, I didn’t expect it to be you at this moment. Wu Jing, a big man with a beard, shook his weapon and roared: Old man, after so many years, you still refuse to give up.

Beasts, you two relied on the help of white ghosts to slaughter my relatives and take away the treasures passed down from generation to generation. How can I let you go? The pockmarked old man Jiang Tong shouted with red eyes: Brothers, the time for revenge has come.

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Kill! Five or six red-qi powerhouses led by Jiang Tong surrounded them instantly. The white-haired old man Lang Qing suddenly showed a ferocious face. He suddenly shook the copper urn hanging on his waist, and two shining silver urns suddenly floated out of it.

The ghost shadow is the strange white ghost.

Be careful, you will fall unconscious if you touch that thing. Just as Jiang Tong shouted these words, two white lights hit the two people's doors and faces like lightning. The other party immediately fell to the ground without saying a word.

Damn it, I was tricked by them again.

Jiang Tong was so angry that he stamped his feet, but Lang Qing did not dare to drive the white ghost too much for too long. This guy just killed an elder of the Wu clan who was seriously ill and fell on the roadside many years ago, and took away the other person's white ghost.

A copper urn and a secret book filled with ancient texts, but Lang Qing could not read all the characters, so he had to find a friend and gangster named Wu Jing to translate the contents for him. Only then could the two of them manage to move the words in a short time.

White ghosts hurt people and kill them.

But the white ghosts in these copper urns did not follow the instructions of Langqing Wujing at all. Instead, they jumped out of the copper urns according to their killing instinct and infected living people and creatures with their own white ghost plague.

There are some things in the urn that the white ghosts linger on and are unwilling to give up, so they will slowly return to the copper urn after a while.

Come back soon. Lang Qing shook the copper urn desperately, and the two white ghosts who were about to continue wreaking havoc immediately retracted. At this moment, Wu Jing had already roared and rushed in front of the other two Jiang Tong's men, with a big sword in his palm.

It fell with a swish, forcing the two of them to retreat immediately.

You can't fight, and the Langqing Wujing has the same idea, just because although the white ghost is extremely sharp, it really can't be used continuously, otherwise, if the white ghost stays outside for too long, it will inevitably flee to all directions. Before,

Only two of the five white ghosts in the copper urn had escaped, so the two of them did not dare to take the risk.

The two guys with ulterior motives were as anxious as bereaved dogs and did not dare to fight head-on with the remaining four red energy experts including Jiang Tong. They immediately ran towards the end of Qingniu Ancient Town leading to the distant mountains and forests.

I must not let go of these guys. I not only want to avenge my relatives, but also take back the Sky Arrow. At this time, Jiang Tong finally saw the traces of his enemy. He refused to let him go and immediately led his men to chase him.

Ruotao, who was hiding in the dark with Guan Heng and observed the scene just now, asked: Master, what should we do?

It seems that the two guys who escaped were the ones who used white ghosts to spread the plague. Guan Heng said at this time: I have asked the big ghost to follow me. You can quickly call the elephant snake bird and mountain turtle at the entrance of the village to follow.

, let me take the first step.

In a short time, Ruotao agreed and took action separately from Guan Heng, but Guan Heng rushed after him as if there was wind under his feet.

There were now three groups of people chasing each other, Wu Jing Langqing was running at the front, their enemy Jiang Tong was hot on his heels, and Guan Heng, who was preparing to become Huang Que, followed quietly.

When Jiang Tong saw that his enemy was about to leave the town and run away, he suddenly let out a violent roar and threw the copper spear in his palm towards the thorn bush a hundred paces away.

The copper spear contained incomparable red energy, and its destructive power was extremely frightening. Wu Jing was anxious to escape but did not pay attention to avoid it. He just heard a pop sound, and the tip of the spear penetrated his calf. In an instant, the ground was covered with red. This guy suddenly became red.

He fell to the ground with a miserable howl.

The three of you kill the surrounding bushes and then follow up. I'll go after Lang Qing.

After Jiang Tong said these words, he immediately pulled out the dagger from his waist and chased straight towards Lang Qing. He hated the other person more than Wu Jing, just because his children, daughters and wife all died tragically in the hands of the other party.

, this hatred is irreconcilable.

At this moment, three of Jiang Tong's clan members and subordinates surrounded Wu Jing, who had an injured calf, and his eyes were red. More than a dozen years ago, the lives of more than a hundred members of the entire Jiang clan were lost in the hands of Wu Jing and Lang Qing.

, how can we not make these people hate them to the bone?

When one of them was killed, he immediately drew out his long blade and pounced on the thorn bush. Unexpectedly, the other person suddenly showed his fierce look. He pulled out the short spear on his leg, ignored the flow of blood, and struck away with his backhand in an instant.

After being hit by the tip of the spear, the man's eyes widened and blood spurted out and he fell to death. The long blade fell with a roar, but was caught in the hand of the thorn with a snap.

The beasts still dared to show off. The remaining two people suddenly appeared covered in crimson aura, and immediately came up to attack Wujing desperately. The bearded man had been severely injured on his leg, and he was still unsteady, let alone resisting. It was too late at that time.

Quickly, the bronze sword and the dagger stabbed into Wujing's ribs at the same time, and they were immediately pierced.

Uh-huh, uh-huh, Wujing, who was hit, did not hesitate to use his arm to clamp the opponent's weapon. The two people were unable to take it back. They only heard a few swish, swish, swish, and the long blade in Wujing's palm had already killed the two men.

The first spin fell, and a large puff of blood mist filled the sky with a roar.

With two thumps, the two corpses fell to the ground. Wu Jing laughed wildly and said: Hahaha, I can kill three people before I die. I am good enough.

Dong's knees hit the ground. Wu Jing was already half-kneeling on the ground in the next moment, and he was spitting out blood. At this moment, Guan Heng's voice suddenly sounded from a place not far from him: He can kill three Hongqi people of the same level in a row.

Strong man, you are considered fierce enough, how come you still want to survive?

Er, you are Wu Jing. At this time, he lost too much blood and his eyes were blurred. He could just barely see Guan Heng's face.

Guan Heng approached this guy with a sneer, and then said: You don't have to worry about who I am, but I know very well about you two bastards using white ghosts to harm people. If you want to survive, you'd better tell me.

What method can be used to treat the townspeople who have passed out? Otherwise, I will cut you into pieces immediately.

I didn't know that just after Wu Jing said a sentence, Guan Heng suddenly swung his Qing Qi palm knife and passed over the tip of his nose with a swipe, and immediately cut off two-thirds of his nose.

The red mist sprayed out quickly, and Wu Jing immediately covered his face and howled miserably: I said, I said, Lang Qing, my companion has a secret book made of animal skin. There may be a method to cure the White Ghost Plague on it.

I don't know anything anymore.

If he had said it earlier, he would not have suffered any physical pain. When Guan Heng heard this, he immediately chased forward, but Wujing's eyes suddenly flashed with fierceness. He covered his nose with one hand and reached into his arms with one hand, and suddenly pulled him out.

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Chapter completed!