Maoshan Ghost King

Then almost at the same time, Zhao Yangui and Li Zejian also swiftly stepped forward, and at the moment Ge Yu took out the sword, they simultaneously shot against the white light.

The three beeps sounded at about the same time, but the three of them all stepped back in shock.

It was a spear, the spear in Wulong's hand.

It's not the first time that a few people have seen the strength, the burst, and the strength of the mountain and the sea.

Under the combined force of the three of them, the spear finally changed its trajectory. It was scored a few points too high, and it flew past the top of the heads of Hei Xiaoshi and the pull, and finally stuck in a big tree not far away. From above, the waist-thick big tree burst open and fell to the ground, and then the spear was inserted on a rock and buzzed.

When the spear was shot out, there was a rustling sound suddenly from directly in front of them, and a lot of footsteps came over.

The two headed, one is Wulong, the other is Mukdahan.

Behind the two of them, there were twelve descending masters wearing purple robes, and eight other black monks holding mourning clubs. The wind and dust appeared in front of Ge Yu and the others.

Seeing them appear here, Ge Yu finally understood why they caught up so quickly.

This time, in order to be able to intercept them all, Heishui Shengling didn't send out the large forces of Heishui Shengling, but Wulong and Mudahan showed up here with the most powerful group of their men.

Each of these people has a cultivation base at least around the ghosts and immortals, although they are ghosts in the pseudo realm, the means of lightening are also first-class.

More than twenty masters, under the leadership of Heishui Shengling's No. 2 and No. 3 figures, chased them all the way at the fastest speed, and it was not unusual for them to catch up with them.

After Na Mudahan and Wu Long appeared here, they raised their heads and glanced at Ge Yu and the others.

Mudahan looked a little embarrassed, probably because he ran all the way without stopping. He suddenly came up with red eyes and asked, "Where is my daughter?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Ge Yu and the others were a little surprised. Then Pasha escaped, didn't he meet Heishui Shengling's?

Just when Zhong Jinliang was about to speak, Ge Yu smiled and said, "Sorry, we originally thought about taking your daughter to the border of China, and then let her go. Unexpectedly, she was cheated halfway and wanted to escape. We will kill."

"I want to unload you!" Muda Hanxin thought it was true, like an angry lion, gnawing his teeth and cursing.

Just as he was about to rush towards Ge Yu, Wu Long suddenly said, "Don’t believe this kid’s nonsense. Pasha cannot be killed by them before reaching the border of China. Look at the woman sitting on the ground. , Qiqiao bleeds, it seems to have hit Pasha's unique blood, there is no Pasha here, it is very likely that she has escaped."

Mudahan looked carefully in the direction of the lift, his tight complexion relieved a lot, he was really concerned and confused. After seeing the lift sitting on the ground, he reacted, and then he laughed. Get up: "Haha...boy, lie to your grandpa to play, it would be better for my daughter to escape, so that we can act with you unscrupulously."

"Listen to everyone, kill them all for me, leave none!" Wu Long narrowed his eyes and said.

Afterwards, the purple-robed head-down master and the black shaman raised the magical tools in their hands at the same time, and slaughtered them towards Ge Yu.

This is a deadly battle.

Since Hei Xiaose was healing her wounds, they definitely couldn't escape this time. In the end, there were only two. Either Heishui Shengling killed them all, or Ge Yu and the others will Heishui Shengling's people. There is no third possibility.

But based on the current situation, Ge Yu and his party are at a complete disadvantage.

The strongest Wang Aotian fainted directly because of his injuries.

Hei Xiaose healed the injury, unable to get out for the time being.

Only Zhao Yangui and Li Zejian were left who were able to participate in the battle. Although the talents invited by Wan Luozong were not weak, they were still far behind those purple robe and black monks.

As soon as Mudahan came up, he aimed his gaze at Ge Yu, ready to strike with a knife, and when he was in the wrong shape, he slashed at Ge Yu's head.

Ge Yu instantly climbed his own cultivation base to the extreme, and raised his sword to meet Mudahan.

At the same time, along with Ge Yu, the knives Zhao Yangui and Zhang Yihan went forward.

As for Li Zejian and Zhong Jinliang, they worked together to deal with Na Wulong.

As soon as the fight started, it was basically in a one-sided posture.

Although there were not many people in Heishui Shengling this time, they were all top masters of Heishui Shengling.

Even if the people of Wan Luozong were two in a purple robe, they still couldn't catch it.

Therefore, when Ge Yu had a head-on with Mudahan and flew out backwards, he immediately urged Soul Divide, and summoned his two clones.

At the same time, one hand patted the Spirit Gathering Pagoda on the waist, releasing the sacred beast Jai Xuan and the hedgehog fat girl, and dealt with the purple-robed head-down master and the black monk together.

It is impossible to let all the Wanluozong masters be destroyed, there is no reason for them to all die in the barren mountains and ridges of this foreign country.

Mudahan flew Ge Yu out with a stab, his figure flashed, and then he leaned close to his body, slashing the mess with a sharp knife, trying to kill Ge Yu in a very fast move.

At this moment, Zhao Yangui and Zhang Yihan flashed forward at the same time and intercepted Mudahan.

However, Na Mudahan didn't put Zhang Yihan and Zhao Yangui in his eyes at all. They almost met each other, each with a knife on the left and the right, and the sword wind was fierce, so they shook them out.

Then he lifted it with another knife, and continued to slash towards Ge Yu's front door.

With a burst of anger, several stabs were made. One stab was stronger than one. Ge Yu and the two avatars fought out at the same time, but they were still flying in the shape of Mudahan's shock.

"Boy, if I don't kill you today, I won't have the face to be the second master of the Black Water Saint Ling!"

After the knife shook Ge Yu back, suddenly, the Mudahan stretched out his hand on the blade and shook it in his hand, but saw a cloud of black flame suddenly rise from the blade of the goose-headed knife. , Once again struck Ge Yu heavily.

The blade slashed, as if thousands of ghosts screamed and screamed, rolling in with a strong gloomy air, wherever they passed, the weeds and vines on the ground died instantly.

Seeing this scene, Ge Yu's heart sank, feeling that he couldn't resist the knife.