Maoshan Ghost King

Pira, the leader of the lower head, was really mad by Zhong Jinliang!

No matter who this happened, he must feel aggrieved.

Nima, who has practiced the technique of lowering the head for a lifetime, is also a great generation. It can be described as a rampant existence in Southeast Asia. He was cut into two by a beggar-like guy with a sword. half.

Who is going to talk about this matter?

This is so unreasonable.

Feelings of anger, hatred, grievance, helplessness, and despair instantly rose up in Pira's heart, making him crazy.

"Damn fellow, I must kill you, I must have you!" Pila waved the ten-meter-long intestines, and suddenly drew towards Zhong Jinliang, the intestines burst into the air. With boundless blood, swept towards Zhong Jinliang.

Seeing this scene, Ge Yu was horrified, and he didn't know how far Zhong Jinliang had cultivated in the deep mountains and forests before he thought. Can he withstand the blow of Pira and couldn't help but exclaimed: "Ryoko, be careful!"

Zhong Jinliang saw the boundless intestines sweeping towards him, and there was a panic on his face, and he couldn't help taking two steps back.

This kid had just come out of the mountain, and he must have not fought anyone before, and he encountered such a hard stubble when he came up. How can he not panic.

Holding the **** sword in his hand, Zhong Jinliang poured his spiritual power onto the sword again. With a wave of his hand, the sword once again turned into a folding fan, fanning towards the waving intestines.

From the folding fan in his hand, an ethereal aura suddenly appeared. The white mist billowed and the immortal aura lingered, dispelling the boundless blood that had condensed on the intestines. The next moment, Zhong Jinliang's figure swayed. The footsteps became mysterious, turned into a cloud of phantom, and quickly moved closer to Ge Yu.

I go, this kid is fine.

Seeing Zhong Jinliang's mysterious steps, Ge Yu felt very relieved. This kid must have no problem protecting himself.

It seems that the original practice of leaving him in the barren mountain and old forest was completely correct. This kid is also a good material for cultivation, and he is making rapid progress.

Pira’s intestines of more than ten meters did not hit Zhong Jinliang, but fell on a big tree behind him. After a blast, the big tree was immediately cut off, like it was cut with a knife. The cut is very flat, enough to see the horror of this flying head drop.

In a daze, Zhong Jinliang came to Ge Yu's side with an indescribable sour smell.

When he was getting closer, Ge Yu could see clearly that Zhong Jinliang, the kid now looks like a beggar, with his clothes tattered and his hair very long, just like a chicken coop. He hasn't had a bath for at least a few months.

As soon as he reached Ge Yu's side, Zhong Jinliang looked up to the top of his head, and found that above his head, the blood was overwhelming, and the surroundings had been sealed off, and outside of the blood, there was a white light floating and unsteady. It was Ge Yu who used the powerful consciousness invited by Maoshan God Fighting Technique.

This is not the time to relive the past, Zhong Jinliang also knows that the situation is very critical, and immediately said to Ge Yu: "Brother Yu, I will help you flush away the blood above your head!"

While talking, Zhong Jinliang waved the folding fan in his hand again, and there was a breath of fairy family flying out of the folding fan, and went straight to the sky.

That breath directly broke through the blood mist that filled the head, and instantly opened a gap. In an instant, the white light floating outside the blood mist suddenly rushed down and landed on Ge Yu's body.

As soon as the light fell on Ge Yu's body, Ge Yu's whole body suddenly glowed with a faint golden light, and this Maoshan God Fighting Technique finally succeeded.

In an instant, Ge Yujue's own consciousness was forced onto the spiritual platform, and his body was filled with infinite power.

This time Ge Yu used the Maoshan God Fighting Technique, but the consciousness of a true **** who was invited, even though it was only a ray of spiritual consciousness, was also extremely powerful.

The arrival of Zhong Jinliang made Ge Yu's heart agitated, and the desperate sentiment disappeared.

My brother is here, returning in triumph!

Today is going to kill!

Only at this moment, the somewhat dazed Nidy reacted, roared, and rushed towards Ge Yu directly, the dark claws in his hand were full of black energy, and he moved toward Ge Yu with a powerful force. His head slammed over.

Ge Yu, who was behind the upper body of the god, got used to Ge Yu's body. Then he noticed Nidi who was rushing towards him, and snorted coldly: "The demons and evil methods of the barbarians also dare to reach my Huaxia. Wild on the ground!"

As soon as the words fell, but seeing that powerful divine sense lifted the sword in his hand, he firmly held the opponent's claws, and the powerful force shook out, letting Nanidi's body shape. After a flash, he took a few steps back.

Nanidi is a powerful evil method, and naturally knows that Ge Yu used the technique of inviting gods at this time. Ge Yu at this time is not in the same state as before, whether it is the aura from his body or the whole body. The faint light that lingered, all reminded Nidi, at this time Ge Yu was extremely powerful.

After a little stunned, Nanidi didn't say much, and once again waved the Yin Devil's claw in his hand, and slapped towards Ge Yu.

The powerful consciousness possessed by Ge Yu immediately raised the Maoshan Seven-Star Sword in his hand, and fought against Nidi.

Only this time, it seemed that Ge Yu faced Nanidi, and he was so relaxed, as if walking in a leisurely courtyard, without pressure.

That powerful consciousness is not using Maoshan’s swordsmanship, but a set of light and elegant swordsmanship. Between the long swords flying, Wu created a shadow of the sword, covering Na Nidi’s body and hitting him. Able to cope with no respite.

Ge Yu and Nidi were in a battle, and the flying head Dangpila on the top of his head looked for Zhong Jinliang, because as soon as this kid came out, he split his law body into two pieces, and he was bound to die. Before he died, no matter how he had to pull a backing, he had to kill Zhong Jinliang.

The flying head descended like crazy, shaking a long intestine, constantly chasing Zhong Jinliang, and Zhong Jinliang’s figure was erratic for a while, his figure was heavy, and his footwork was very strange. Every time in a crisis, he could always avoid it. The beating of the intestines, even the flying heads, the boundless vitality that can restrict the cultivation of people, does not seem to pose a threat to Zhong Jinliang. The folding fan in his hand is white every time it moves. The breath flew out, dispelling the blood.

It's just that, Zhong Jinliang only has to run for his life, and he doesn't know how to deal with it, so he can only delay time.