Chapter 575 The dark horse leaves the customs, the second human race! (1900
Xia Yu took Anshan and the other three people back the same way.
He walked all the way up the steps, and after a while, he walked out of the underground palace.
"Someone is fighting!" After coming out, Anshan and others quickly spread out and prepared to fight.
Xia Yu focused his gaze and found that Holy Son Ziwei was fighting a strange human monk.
The human monk seemed to be inferior to Holy Son Ziwei in cultivation, but he had many strange methods that he had never seen before, and actually defeated Holy Son Ziwei at a disadvantage.
"This..." Xia Yu frowned and was not in a hurry to take action.
He was prepared to see the situation clearly before taking action.
At this time, Holy Son Ziwei was already at a disadvantage. He found that he could not defeat the opponent at all. When he saw Xia Yu again, he felt happy and quickly called for help, "Xia Yu, what are you still looking at? This is a guy from the Phantom Ghost Clan.
Possessed in the body of my human monk!"
Xia Yu took a quick look and understood in his heart.
Holy Son Ziwei did not lie. Although the man opposite was a human monk, his appearance and expression were very different from those of the human race.
Especially the spells he casts and the magical powers he uses are all methods of the ghost clan.
However, he was still not in a hurry to take action, and sent a message, "Anshan, the three of you go up, remember not to use killing moves to force the Phantom Ghost Clan to leave the human body."
"Yes!" Anshan and the other three people all took action.
Xia Yu saw that although this human's body was occupied by the Phantom Ghost, he was not dead.
So Xia Yu wanted to save someone's life and asked Anshan and the others to take action first.
"Xia Yu, you!" Holy Son Ziwei turned blue with anger.
It was obviously Xia Yu who sent someone to help him, but he felt unhappy at all and even hated Xia Yu a little.
Because Xia Yu did not take action himself, but sent three unknown soldiers to take action.
Xia Yu, do you look down on me? Holy Son Ziwei suddenly felt very unhappy.
However, after Anshan and the three of them joined the battle, the situation turned around.
After all, Anshan and the others are also powerful New Saints, and have combat experience, so they cooperate with each other very well.
Four people besieged Yan Yong. Sure enough, the genius of the Phantom Ghost Clan was a little overwhelmed.
"Human child, you are indeed cowardly and despicable. Four people beat one of me, and there is a raider next to me! No more fighting!"
With a thought, the genius of the Phantom Ghost Clan left a trace of his soul to control Yan Yong, and its true form quietly retreated.
But speaking of it, Holy Son Ziwei, as a forbidden genius, also has his own methods.
The paper talisman attached to the back of his hand suddenly sensed something, and he immediately dropped Yan Yong and rushed to the empty side.
"Kid, if you want to escape in front of grandpa, you still need a little more time!" Holy Son Ziwei suddenly chased after him, waving his palm forward, "The emperor's secret skill spreads thousands of miles!"
This magical power was learned by Holy Son Ziwei from the Imperial Stele in Liubo Yu Mansion.
Its power is quite extraordinary. With one palm shot, the chain of laws appears, and countless lights and shadows, like flowing waves, roll and sweep away, directly shaking the figures of the ghosts who want to escape.
The genius of the Phantom Clan is ranked 1023 on the overall list, which shows his strength.
Even though Holy Son Ziwei used the Emperor's secret skill, it showed no sign of weakness and cursed, "Looking for death! Human race, are you sure you want to provoke me?"
Amidst the scolding, it had already started fighting with Holy Son Ziwei again.
Speaking of which, the methods of this Phantom Ghost Tribe are even more bizarre than those of the Spirit Tribe that Xia Yu has encountered before.
Not only can it make itself invisible, but it can also automatically become some people in Yan Yong's memory.
He suddenly transformed into the teacher of Holy Son Ziwei, and then struck a sword in the head of Holy Son Ziwei.
Holy Son Ziwei suddenly saw his teacher. He was stunned for a moment and missed the opportunity.
He had never been able to defeat the Phantom Clan, but this time, he had no choice but to retreat quickly.
"The useless human race, you can't beat me even if I don't possess you!" The Phantom Ghost Race mocked.
But at this moment, a light and shadow flashed before its eyes, and a young man in white walked up from the side and blocked the way of Holy Son Ziwei.
This person is Xia Yu.
Xia Yu didn't talk nonsense to ghosts. As soon as he wiped the tattoo on the back of his hand, four evil spirits jumped out.
These four evil spirits are all things that can restrain ghosts. Not only can they break the invisibility of ghosts, but they can also attack them.
"No, this human boy seems to be difficult to deal with." The Phantom Ghost clan genius did not dare to fight anymore and retreated.
Xia Yu sneered, "I took action, do you still want to escape?"
After saying that, he spat out the Taichu Kaitian Sword.
Now the seven sword slots on this sword are all lit up, which is the strongest state of this sword.
Xia Yu took a step forward, his eyes were like stars, he stood proudly, raised his hand and pointed at the genius of the Phantom Clan, and uttered one true word in his mouth.
"cut!"
Cut it down with one sword.
The genius of the Phantom Ghost Clan was quite capable, and his figure suddenly turned into nothingness.
But the next second, the evil spirit had found its location again, and this guy had already run a hundred meters away.
Xia Yu's figure teleported, and after catching up, he said again, "Beat again!"
Then in this way, Xia Yu was beheaded seven times in a row. Each time he was beheaded, although the Phantom Ghost Clan genius could escape, his power was weaker.
By the eighth time, the genius of the Phantom Ghost Clan did not dare to run away anymore and could only scream loudly, "Young man from the human race, I am the grandson of the Ghost King of the Phantom Ghost Clan! I am the most beloved grandson of the Phantom Ghost King! You must think carefully before killing me.
as a result of!"
Xia Yu was unmoved. He took a step forward, raised his hand and said, "Cut again!"
After being killed this time, the genius of the Phantom Ghost Clan had no choice but to be arrogant anymore. He knelt down and kowtowed, "Fellow Taoist, have mercy on me! Seeing that it is not easy for me to practice, please spare my life. I will repay you in the future..."
"
Xia Yu had no expression on his face, stepped in front of it, pointed, "Cut again!"
boom!
The ninth kill was to directly kill the ghost of the Phantom Clan.
This thing exploded with a loud bang, leaving no bones left, and all that fell on the ground was a black ghost wood token.
At the same time, a stream of blood energy floated over and merged with the token on Xia Yu's waist.
[Participant: Xia Yu]
[Life race: human race]
[Training ground points: 23661900]
[Total ranking: 888]
[Human ranking: 2]
【Remaining number of people: 1610745】
"So many points!" Xia Yu felt his points increase sharply and was stunned for a moment.
He killed the Stone Clan genius before and gained 8.42 million points at once, which was shocking enough.
This time he was even more awesome. He killed a genius from the Ghost Clan and instantly gained 15 million points.
It directly pushed him from over 3,000 on the overall list to 888th.
As for the human race rankings, it suddenly reached second place, second only to Holy Son Langya!
"Huh~ In the end, every genius has amazing points. As long as I work hard, I will have a chance to reach the top five hundred or even the top one hundred!" Xia Yu was secretly happy.
But what makes Xia Yu nervous is that there are only 1.61 million people left at this moment. If the 1.5 million people end, there will still be 110,000 people.
As long as these 110,000 people die, the training ground will be over.
"There is no time to delay." Xia Yu quickly released the black turtle flying boat and called, "Anshan, let's set off."
"Here we come." Anshan and the other three jumped on the flying boat.
At this moment, Holy Son Ziwei is supporting his subordinate Yan Yong.
Yan Yong was conscious, but his strength had not yet been restored. He was talking to Ziwei Shengzi, "I was in a daze at the time and felt that my whole body was cold..."
How could Holy Son Ziwei be in the mood to listen to such nonsense?
When he saw Xia Yu kill the genius of the Phantom Clan and get a lot of points, he felt secretly jealous in his heart.
But he knew that his main goal was the Star Yuan Fruit.
"Brother Xia!" Holy Son Ziwei used to look down on Xia Yu. Today, it was the first time he spoke directly to Xia Yu, "Brother Xia, I heard that you got seven Star Yuan Fruits. As a human being, I really want to make you happy!
You have really made a huge contribution to the human race. I see the four of you each taking one, so that the extra three pills can be given to the three taboo geniuses of the human race..."
"The extra three pills are just for the three forbidden geniuses?"
Holy Son Ziwei didn't pay attention to Xia Yu's face, and said to himself, "Actually, those three pills were given to those three beast hunters, it was really a waste! They should be given to the major holy places of the human race to select the three top geniuses.
Then give it to them! Of course, since they took it, I don’t blame you. It’s just the remaining three pills..."
"You still want to blame me?" Xia Yu sneered, turned around and said, "Let's go!"
"Brother Xia!" Holy Son Ziwei quickly wanted to jump on the flying boat.
But there was a sword light slashing down in front of his face, "Come up here if you want to die!"
Holy Son Ziwei did not expect that Xia Yu would really dare to take action, so he quickly dodged and rolled to the ground, covered in mud. He could only watch the flying boat flying further and further away.
"Trash! You can't even defeat a little devil, but you still want the Star Yuan Fruit. hetui!" Xia Yu spat out.