Chapter 188

The phantom not only changed the appearance of the three people, but also abandoned the original land road and took the water road. After crossing the candlelight river across the three cities, they came to Zhuozhou City, which is less than three thousand miles away from the city where the situ family is located.

On the day they entered Zhuozhou City, a pair of eyes in the distance carefully looked at the three people, next to a black faced man is Jiang tou. He was as like as two peas and a little morning dew, who were looking up to the portrait. He said, "these three people should not be, but the shoulders of the boy are also black, and they are exactly like this monster."

In the eyes of the middle-aged man around him, the cold light flashed, the corner of his mouth showed a radian, and said: "maybe they are not necessarily changed. Although the old man looks like a man, his height and shape are the same as the old housekeeper. I believe we must find the right person this time!"

Ginger head beside him carefully said: "my Lord, the boy with Warcraft standing on his shoulder is a level seven warrior!"

"Hum, my Lord, can't the eight level warrior clean up a seven level warrior?" The middle-aged man looked contemptuous and said.

"Yes, my Lord said so!" Ginger head also dare not make a sound again, quietly retreat in one side.

At night, when the phantom finally settled down in an inn, the evening wind was blowing and the night was as cool as water. All the lights in the inn went out. At this time, a dark shadow appeared above the eaves of the inn. He crept quietly towards the room of little morning dew.

Suddenly, he jumped in directly from the window and patted the bed with one palm. With a loud bang, the wooden bed turned into vermicelli, but the imagined blood fog did not come out. The shadow immediately said, "hmm?" With a sound, he looked to the bed and saw that there was no one there. He was shocked. He knew that he had been cheated.

As soon as he turned around and wanted to go out, a large number of short swords shot at him all around the room. Dark shadow was so vigorous that he kept avoiding. He knew that someone had laid an empty city plan here, and he was waiting for himself to take the bait. However, as a level 8 warrior, he would not be afraid of these short swords. A purple protective vigorous Qi instantly formed on him, shielding those short swords from the outside.

Suddenly, among these daggers, a lavender light stabbed at his back. The dark shadow suddenly felt that there was danger behind him. Suddenly, he twisted his body to avoid the light. But his arm was still bruised by the lavender light, and then a broken halberd appeared in front of him.

At the other end of the halberd was a boy, the one he saw in the street during the day. As soon as the phantom entered the city, he found that a strong divine sense swept him. Suddenly, he was surprised. He didn't expect that he had completely changed the three men's head and appearance, but he was found by the other party.

At the same time, he also felt that the other side's cultivation is definitely much higher than his own, if he is not the other side's opponent under normal circumstances. The next time I came to the inn, I asked Mingjing to arrange the Dharma array here, and then let xiaochenlu sleep with the old woman, and stay away from the room.

He hid himself in the next room early in the morning. When he had just entered the realm of level 7 warrior, he was surprised to find that he had cultivated sword Qi, which only level 7 warrior can cultivate. But what he is using now is not a long sword, but a halberd. However, there is a lavender sword Qi in the front of the ancient simple halberd.

As soon as the shadow entered the room, the ghost directly aroused the evil spirit in the halberd, and combined with the shadow's true Qi to strike the shadow.

All of a sudden, the dim room was full of brilliance, and the purple light was flashing, and the attack and killing skills were interlaced in the room. Suddenly, after the most violent attack, the roof of the whole house was lifted by two people.

Swish, two figures at the same time from the inn to the outside yard, at this time the phantom by moonlight to see standing in front of him is a middle-aged man. "Who are you?" he said in a cold voice? Why harm little morning dew? "

"Go to hell and ask the king of hell. Although you are the talent of Tianzong, I have to let you die on the way of growth today. Who let you take care of the things you shouldn't? Come on The dark shadow no longer talks nonsense and rushes to the phantom again. A long purple sword Qi appears on the long sword in his hand.

In contrast, the shadow's Lavender sword Qi is not in the same level as the opponent's, and neither the color nor the length of the sword Qi is in the same level. But the phantom didn't show any fear. The shadow standing on his shoulder directly put his little paw on his pulse and sent a steady stream of Qi into his body.

Moreover, he had already asked Ming Jing to lay a more powerful array in the courtyard than in the room. He could not see what was happening inside from the outside. At this time, the phantom did not dare to be careless. Although we can't see what level of martial arts the opponent is based on his accomplishments, we can judge that the opponent is at least level 8 martial arts only by his vigorous Qi and sword Qi.

This is obviously very passive for the phantom. Although he is a warrior in the seventh level, there is a big gap between him and the middle-aged man. To be honest, he is not confident that he can beat the middle-aged man. In an instant, he took out the tripod. At this time, he held the tripod in his left hand and the halberd in his right hand.At the same time, a wisp of genuine Qi enters the battle halberd and the small cauldron, and then fully urges Bi Fang's skill to combine with the power of thunder and lightning. Behind him, there is a blue Bi Fang with red spots bathing in the sea of fire, in which the blazing fire crackles with the golden power of thunder and lightning.

Phantom did not choose to defend, but directly forward to take the initiative. In his previous life, when he was training as an agent, all he received was military education. In his philosophy, attack is the best defense.

Phantom's whole body is full of evil spirit, his eyes become scarlet, and endless blood sea of corpses can be seen clearly in his pupils. Pieces of white bones are piled up like mountains, and the black ground has already been dyed dark red by blood. At the moment, his momentum rises abruptly, just like the cub of an ancient fierce beast.

"Kill The phantom soars into the air. The halberd in his hand stabs the middle-aged man's chest directly. The tripod in the other hand also covers his head. Although the phantom knows that with its current strength, it can't motivate Xiaoding to take him in, but it can also stop his speed, which is enough for him.

The middle-aged man obviously didn't expect that this young man was so powerful. He not only held two treasures in his hands, but also how did his skills look so familiar? Suddenly, there was a movement in his heart. Isn't this the long lost Bi Fang skill?

It's said that he had seen this kind of merit lost long ago. Besides, I heard that someone once got this unparalleled skill in Wanya Valley more than two years ago. It seems that he is the young man in front of him. Unexpectedly, there are still unexpected gains?

The middle-aged man was ecstatic. If he got the Bi Fang skill, his accomplishments would reach a new peak. All of a sudden, endless fanaticism flashed in his eyes. As long as you kill this young man and dig out his sternum, this skill will be your own.

His eyes flashed endless killing intention, facing the attack of the phantom, he raised his sword and went up, boom, boom, the two people had collided with each other for countless times. The space seems to be torn, and the sound of breaking the air is constantly ringing. The middle-aged man is more confident than the other by his own cultivation.

Although the spirit's cultivation is low, his physical body is comparable to King Kong. With Lavender's vigorous Qi, the opponent's sword Qi has hit the edge of his skin several times, but there is no fatal wound. In the yard, the phantom and the middle-aged man are flying up and down, left and right.

Everything in the courtyard that was wiped by the purple vigorous Qi turned into powder. The battle between the two men was so fierce that there was no sound outside the courtyard. Everyone is sleeping. No one knows the battle of life and death that is going on here.

The two separated quickly after the collision. The middle-aged man was knocked upside down and flew out. Half of his body was scorched by the fire of the phantom and the power of lightning, but his life was not in danger.

The phantom can't help sighing that his cultivation is still low. If no one in the same level of martial arts can resist his strike, you know that it's an unreserved strike. He has already taken out all his cards, but the other side is not dead.

"Bifang skill really deserves its reputation. Hehe, it's just that you are doomed to have no chance to use it again in the future!" The middle-aged man's eyes radiated endless glow. In an instant, he jumped up again, and the sword in his hand stabbed the phantom with purple sword Qi.

The phantom knows that the opponent's sword is very powerful, so he doesn't dare to resist. He quickly offered a small tripod to protect himself. At the same time, he tried his best to urge Bi Fang's skill and the evil spirit in the halberd.

The small tripod blocked the cold sword Qi, and the phantom jumped up at this opportunity. The halberd in his hand pointed to the other side's chest. At the same time, the dark crystal also moved, with the body method of the phantom, quickly smashed to the middle-aged man's forehead.

PA, the middle-aged man exclaimed: "ah, what is this?" The middle-aged man didn't care about Ming Jing's attack at all. Before, he always thought that it was just the collision of the two men's vigorous Qi, which made the bricks in the yard fly up. Let alone one of them, it doesn't matter if they fly over a hundred and eighty bricks together.

But this brick actually went through his body protection, and the vigorous Qi directly hit his head. There was a deep pain from it, and there was thick blood flowing down.

The phantom took this opportunity to stab the halberd directly into his chest, and at the same time, his right hand suddenly stirred in his chest. At this time, he was like a deadly Shura, with endless cold in his eyes.