Rebirth of the Valkyrie Anchor

? Listening to Zhong Li's words, Yamamoto Kyoko and others just woke up, looked at him in shock, but did not intend to get up and leave, it seems that God has not been completely relieved.

In this regard, Zhong Li no longer said much, turned around and walked out, and came to the cemetery within a few steps.

Many shrines provide related funeral services, so it is not strange that there are one or two cemeteries in the shrine. The strange thing is that the yin in this cemetery is too strong, even now it is noon. The scorching sun is fierce, and the sun is like fire. It is also very cold here, and there is a lot of mist covering it, so that the faintly visible stone monument adds a bit of strangeness and gloom.

At noon, there is still a lot of fog covering it. It can be seen how dense the dark air is here. The last time in the ghost cherry forest, that ghost cherry tree gathered hundreds of years of dark air, but to this extent.

Such a strong yin is obviously not formed naturally, but it is not formed naturally. Whose handwriting is it, Kazuo Yamamoto, if he has this ability, how could he be half crazy and foolish by this evil spirit, Almost insane.

"嗬!"

At the time of Zhong Wei's surprise, a thick hoarse growl suddenly sounded in the forest of steles shrouded in thick fog. Then, a figure flew out of the thick fog, and the thick and sickening blood fell on his face. Let people hold their breath involuntarily.

"boom!"

A slash, a dark blade of light, cut a deep mark on Zhongli's body shield. Subsequently, the man did not greedy for it, he turned back in an instant, and sneaked into the area again. It disappeared in the thick fog.

"Look!"

"What was it just now?"

"Is this the legendary Dongshu Ninjutsu?"

"But this old ghost said that he was a ghost warrior!"

管 "Whatever he is, the question now is how to get him out."

"Yes, now the environment is dark, and it is very unfavorable to the anchor."

He sneaked in and succeeded in stealthily. Seeing that Yamamoto's attack was so insignificant, everyone was angry and nervous, for fear that Zhong Li might accidentally give him a chance.

Everyone was worried, not because they didn't believe in Zhongli, but because of Yamamoto's husband's performance, it was so weak that people had to wonder if he had deliberately shown weakness to introduce Zhongli here.

"嗬!"

Everyone was worried, and then the hoarse, low-pitched roar sounded again, but this time it was no longer a single sound, but was reverberating in all directions, and at the same time, several ghostly figures flew out, and the actions were uniform. Kill it.

"Sword Eighteen!"

Seeing this, Zhong Li is also very straightforward. The body's true element is running. The Holy Spirit swordsmanship starts. Thousands of swords are swept up and down, sweeping across ten squares.

"Bang Bang!"

Then, after hearing only a series of fierce sounds, thousands of swords were swarming, not only a few ghosts were torn instantly, but also the steles standing in the thick fog were affected and they fell to the ground.

After the stone tablet was shattered in large quantities, the dense fog surrounding it quickly faded away, and one of the figures was also exposed to everyone's eyes. It was Mr. Yamamoto, but at this moment he was no longer wearing the previous kimono, but A dark set of feet, but without a helmet, so everyone could recognize him.

Wu Jianqi swaggered, and the attack was broken. The battlefield in this cemetery was destroyed and destroyed. Unable to do so, Yamamoto can only clenched his teeth and attacked Zhongli directly.

Seeing this, Zhong Li was also not polite with him. The right hand Zhenyuan gathered and turned into a push, and for a while, a surging palm struck the mountain pass and slammed.

"boom!"

There was a loud noise, blood splattered, and Yamamoto's husband couldn't be more mournful. He was blown out by this palm and smashed onto a tombstone's broken grave. The blood twitched, and it seemed that he could no longer stand.

"Ok!"

Seeing this, Zhong Li did not step up the offensive, instead frowned, and murmured, "No ..."

"Wrong?"

"What's wrong?"

"Whatever is wrong with him, let him go while he is ill."

"That is, there is something to talk about later, first solve this old bastard."

Seeing Zhong Li stop and move, everyone was puzzled and urged, but Zhong Li still did not move, watching the unbelievable husband Yamamoto, not knowing what to think.

Yamamoto ’s performance was too weak to meet Zhong Li ’s expectations at all. Although Zhong Li had no expectations of him at the beginning, after seeing the battlefield layout in this cemetery, Zhong Li ’s thoughts changed slightly. Ben I thought he had any backhand, but now ...

Was he thinking too much, or the battle in this cemetery, not the writing of Mr. Yamamoto, or did he ask someone to help arrange it before he practiced his mind half crazy?

"嗬!"

I was surprised when Zhong Zhonghuan heard another hoarse and hissing bellow, and only then was Yamamoto, who was twitching on the ground, slowly stood up.

Zhong Li's palm was not bad for the damage to Mr. Yamamoto. At this moment, there was still a lot of blood overflowing from the action, but he ignored it, stood up, stared at Zhong Li with a gaze and said, "Very OK, you are qualified to be its sacrifice! "

Saying that, the long knife in the hands of Kazuo Yamamoto suddenly turned and stabbed himself in the abdomen. The sharp blade penetrated the flesh and bones and stabbed out behind, everyone was shocked.

"Sink?"

"This is about to get sick?"

"You don't need to cut your belly."

"The anchor goes away, this **** must be trying to beat you."

"Couldn't the sand sculpture in front be like this, this old devil should be transformed."

After a period of confusion, everyone also saw the idea of ​​Kazuo Yamamoto. Hua Guo did n’t say it. It ’s been a long time since he saw it, but Dongzhao did n’t have the conviction. I do n’t know how many Dongzhao viewers who watched the TV broadcast were horrified and looked. pale.

In this regard, Mr. Yamamoto knew nothing about it, holding the knife handle tightly with both hands, and seeing the blood flowing out from his belly, being pulled by an invisible force, on the cold-blinking blade, a picture similar to the rune was drawn Enchanting lines.

As the lines spread, a lot of black mist emerged from the body of Mr. Yamamoto, which is the evil spirit in his body.

In this state, although Yamamoto still maintains the original appearance, the feeling is completely different. Withdrawing the long knife in the abdomen, there is no blood flowing. Only one The mass was like a gas, and it was surging like a dense liquid mist.

"Hahaha!"

I took out the long sword, and Yamamoto's gaze turned back to Zhong Li, and I laughed, "Do you know why ghost warriors are called ghost warriors, because we ..."

"There are so many things!"

Uncle's words were not finished, he was swallowed up by a dragon howl, Zhong Li urged the palm to dominate, and the power of the thirteen-story dragon elephant fell unstoppably on Mr. Yamamoto.

"boom!"

Then, after hearing only a loud noise, Kazuo Yamamoto was arrogantly beaten into the grave behind him.

"..."

怎么 "How do you feel a bit pitiful."

"The anchor, how much did you let him finish it."

"It's too much of a grave to jump on the grave, now you are fighting in the grave."

"How invincible, how lonely, how invincible, how empty, alone in the summit ... lie!"

I saw Zhong Li blasting Yamamoto with another palm, and the crowd cheered again, but they didn't want it. The cheering was not over yet, and there was a loud scream in the collapsed grave.

"Boom!"

There was a loud bang, the grave pile burst, and Yamamoto, who was surrounded by ghosts, walked out and smiled sensibly: "It's useless, the ghost warrior does not exist. You can't kill me, but we can't kill us!"

The last sound was accentuated, because at the same time as the discourse exited, Yamamoto unearthed many twisted heads. There were men and women, old and young, some eyes were hollow, blood was flowing, and some of the shawls were emitting. It is horrible and horrifying.

Seeing this scene, everyone was horrified, and Mr. Yamamoto was even more mad and said with a laugh: "Look, this is the soul that was sacrificed to Guizhilan, and it is also the true source of power for the ghost warrior. Immortal, can you kill them, hahaha! "

"So it is."

Seeing this, Zhong Li also came to understand ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Watching the ghost of Lan in the hands of Mr. Yamamoto, said, "Is this knife?"

The words came to an end, Zhong Li suddenly exploded, Yamamoto was shocked, was about to react, but saw a gust of wind and howling, followed by a palm like steel, choking his throat fiercely, and his entire life Health raised.

"you……!"

This move made Yamamoto a furious anger. Immediately, he would fight back with Ghost's Lan without wanting him to move. His right hand holding the long knife was torn by a horrible force, and the long knife was immediately released.

With his long sword off, Kazuo Yamamoto screamed immediately, the wicked ghosts around him quickly dissipated, and the wounds were replaced by blood again and became flesh and blood.

Seeing this, Zhong Li tossed him aside and ignored him, and turned his attention to the saber named Ghost's Lan, just to see the dark twisted lines extending from it, entangled his arms frantically, it seemed like To etch into it.

"Do not!"

Seeing this, Yamamoto immediately screamed and shouted, "No, you can't. This belongs to me. Give it back to me. Otherwise, the ghost will devour all your flesh and give it back to me!"

Kayama Yamamoto screamed fiercely, but Zhong Li didn't look at it, waved his hand and threw the ghost's lanyard into the air, and then, Chi Lin screamed and ran out.

"boom!"

There was a loud noise, a harsh noise, and the ghost of Lan in mid-air was cut off by Zhong Li's sword. In an instant, thousands of wailing screamed, the ghostly gas blasted, and the sky was covered!

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