Maoshan Ghost King

Ge Yu really did not expect that there are so many masters in Tianyihe on Hong Kong Island. The white-haired old man who is chasing after him is already a master at the level of ghosts and immortals, and the old man blocking his way. Son, looks better than the gray-haired old man.

It seems that the other party is definitely planning for a long time, just waiting for himself to snare.

But along the way, Ge Yu didn't notice anything unusual, and he was very puzzled. These people were just like popping up out of thin air.

Did he touch something when he approached Han Yin's door, or did the other party discover him a long time ago?

Or maybe it was that Wang Dongxu sold himself out, revealing his whereabouts to the people of Tianyihe.

But this idea was immediately dismissed by Ge Yu. If Wang Dongxu wanted to sell them, he would have already sold them when he was on Donglongzhou Island, so why wait until this time.

After thinking about it, Ge Yu felt that this was impossible. Perhaps Wang Dongxu was afraid of the strength of the few of them. He was afraid that those who were righteous and peaceful would not be able to deal with them. Instead, they gave the people who divided the rudder on Hong Kong Island into a pot. Bring yourself to Hong Kong Island and destroy one by one...

For an instant, Ge Yu thought a lot and didn't have a clue, but he was hit by this matter, so he could only admit that he was unlucky, and was able to leave here alive first.

The old man blocking the road in front of him has been carrying his hands on his back. Seeing that the two sides are getting closer, the canthus under him does not mean to stop at all. Instead, he is getting faster and faster, and he is still tens of meters away from the old man. At that time, his throat surged and an angry roar shook the four fields. Then, Jai Xuan spewed a tongue of fire that was more than ten meters long, and swept towards the old man.

Ge Yu thought the old man would dodge, but the old man didn't panic at all. Instead, he waved his hand and patted Ge Yu far away.

The palms were shot out, the field was surging, and an invisible wind blew in. It actually split the tongue of fire from the canthus into two halves from the middle, and fell toward the sides, suddenly cutting the two sides. The trees were crackling.

When Ge Yu was shocked, he flicked the Maoshan Seven Star Sword in his hand, and hit the old man with the Huoli Qi Sword.

At this moment, the old man touched out the magic weapon and flew out all the seven small swords of Ge Yu.

At this moment, Jai Xuan had already rushed to the old man's side. He was so fierce and so fierce that he rushed towards the old man with a loud roar.

The old man was faster than a ghost. He dodged his body. With a wave of the long sword in his hand, it slashed on Jai Xuan's hind legs. Ge Yu heard a crunch, and the scales of Jai Xuan's hind legs were covered. After a piece was cut off, golden blood flowed out, and the painful Jaixi let out a terrible roar.

Jai Xuan rarely suffers. After he takes a step, he has to turn around and fight the old man hard.

However, Ge Yu knew that now was not the time to be hard steel with the other party, and the white-haired old man not far away was still chasing him.

"Hurry up!" Ge Yu patted Jaisu's head hard, urging Jaisu to leave quickly.

Although there was the boss's reluctance in his heart, Ge Yu abruptly shook the dragon's horns, causing him to turn around and rush towards the road down the mountain.

After such a delay, the two masters gathered in one place and chased them towards Ge Yu together.

They were already very close to Ge Yu, no more than ten meters apart, and they were getting closer.

Ge Yu was extremely anxious in his heart.

Soon, Jai Xuan took Ge Yu and ran to a wide road down the mountain. As soon as they got off the road, the two people caught up.

Suddenly he was tightened by the back, Ge Yu turned his head to look, but saw that the old man behind slapped his palms, a violent wind smashed towards his back, and the other white-haired old man directly rose into the air. , Carrying a sword in his hand, slashed towards Ge Yu's body.

Faced by the enemy on both sides, Ge Yu could only gritted his teeth and raised the Maoshan Seven-Star Sword, intending to fight the white-haired old man.

However, at this moment, a speeding car suddenly stopped next to Ge Yu, with the windows open.

When there was no room for it, a dozen white lights flashed from the window of the car, and they hit the two old men who attacked Ge Yu.

A gust of wind slapped Ge Yu's back, causing Ge Yu's heart to become bored, and he fell from the body.

It was just that before the two old men got close, the dozens of white lights shot at the two guys.

The white light came out very suddenly, and the two old men were unprepared, so they stopped and avoided the dozen or so white lights that emerged out of thin air.

"Little feather, get in the car!" A very familiar voice came from the stopped car.

Ge Yu didn't see who it was at all, so he subconsciously jumped into the opened car door, and then quickly slapped the Spirit Gathering Pagoda, summoning Jairuo.

Ge Yu slapped a palm in his back, a hot pain, his chest was stuffy, and the painful Ge Yu kept sucking in the air-conditioning.

After getting in the car, the man driving in front kicked the accelerator and the car flew out. Although the two old men were still chasing after him, they were still pulled farther and farther and finally disappeared.

Seeing that the two old men were finally thrown away, Ge Yu took a sigh of relief and took a closer look at the driver. The man also turned his head and looked at Ge Yu.

When he saw this person, Ge Yu was overjoyed, but he was surprised.

"Brother Yangui, why are you here?" Ge Yu said.

"I'll tell you in a while, let's get rid of the two old guys first." Zhao Yangui drove the car quickly, drove the car directly into the downtown area, and then found a place to stop, and greeted Ge Yu. Going into the alley.

Ge Yudao's heart was still beating, and his back was painful.

Had it not been for Zhao Yangui's throwing dozens of throwing knives at the two old men just now and stopping them, it would be estimated that he would fall into the hands of those people now.

Zhao Yangui just walked, hurriedly, without saying a word, and went through several alleys for more than ten minutes before entering a tea restaurant.

There was someone inside, and when he saw Zhao Yan coming back, he nodded towards him, led the two of them to the back door of the tea restaurant and entered a hidden house.

"Sit down, do you want something to drink?" Zhao Yangui opened a refrigerator, as if he was in his own home, took out a bottle of drink from it and handed it to Ge Yu.

Ge Yu took the drink in Zhao Yangui's hand and couldn't help asking: "Brother Yangui, what's the matter?"