Chapter 465

Yang Xuan was stunned and was about to say something. The next moment, the bloody young man had raised a long gun and threw it out, but it was in the opposite direction to Yang Xuan.

In the dense jungle, a black gas suddenly broke out and blocked the long gun.

It's nothingness and black Qi. There's a ghost nearby!

Yang Xuan was suddenly stunned. He didn't even know when there was one more person behind him. He quickly protected Yu Qingcheng and Chen Sansi and stared at the jungle.

A man dressed in a wide black feather cloak and surrounded by black gas slowly came out and looked at them with frightening eyes.

"I thought I could hide until the end. I didn't expect to be found. It's really embarrassing!"

His voice was very thin, just like a woman. It was very uncomfortable in Yang Xuan's ears.

"Rats, the resting place of Mongolian martyrs is not a place you can make. Leave quickly!" Perhaps he felt that the man in front of him was difficult to deal with, and the bloody young man frowned and wanted them to leave.

But the man did not waver at all. He covered his mouth and smiled gently, showing a soft look, stretched out his hand and waved his sleeve robe.

At the next moment, more shadows began to appear in the public's sight, either squatting on the branches, or leaning against the trees. A man and a woman went straight to him and saluted respectfully.

"Elder ghost Mo, everyone is here. Will you do it now?" The woman whispered.

Yang Xuan was suddenly surprised. He guessed that this person was not simple, but he didn't expect to be one of the three elders in the shadow Pavilion. He just cleaned up a ghost eye, and now there is a ghost ink. These people are really haunted.

Looking around again, there were thirteen people, including a man and a woman in front of ghost ink. All his subordinates came.

But ghost eye's men are all craftsmen. The ghost ink's men don't know the details.

Ghost Mo looked around, and there was some crazy heat in it. He picked his eyebrows and smiled at the corners of his mouth: "don't hurry. We have to ask this little brother to open the door. If we lose this clue, we'll be in trouble."

"Let's..." the man looked at ghost Mo with some doubts. He didn't know what he was anxious to call himself and others out to do.

"Go and clean up all the irrelevant people first. I want to have a good chat with that little brother." Ghost ink threw a seductive look at the blood light boy, and immediately let a trace of disgust show on his handsome face.

A man and a woman were ordered to turn around and raise their heads. They looked at Yang Xuan's eyes and flashed a bit of killing opportunity.

"Give it to me!"

As soon as the man roared, all eleven people, whether on or under the tree, moved, turned into black Qi and disappeared. Then they appeared next to Yang Xuan and surrounded them

"Qingcheng, you cover Chen Sansi out later, and I'll stop these people." Seeing that the situation was bad, Yang Xuan immediately told Yu Qingcheng to retreat. She nodded obediently and was ready to throw Chen Sansi on the back of the tiger at any time.

A man and a woman came slowly, slowly releasing a black gas in their hands, and then condensed into two daggers. They looked almost the same, but there were many differences in details.

Their eyes first focused on Yang Xuan. They immediately determined that Yang Xuan was the strongest among several people, and quickly assigned the tactics.

"I'll deal with the tall man in black with the shadow and leave the rest to you."

"Promise!"

As soon as they agreed, they took out all kinds of daggers in their hands, turned into dark shadows, and rushed towards Yu Qingcheng. The fluctuation of their spiritual power was the fourth realm!

"It's all killers..." Yang Xuan bit his teeth and took out a wooden sword. The waving tiger and tiger generated wind, and the hot heat waves spread out, making the surrounding air a little hot.

Those killers were stunned for a moment, keenly felt the horror of the heat wave, and started to jump high under their feet.

Right now!

"Qingcheng, run!"

Yu Qingcheng knocked Chen Sansi out with a quick move. Then she picked it up and threw it on the back of the wind Thunder Tiger. No one thought that her delicate and weak body had such strength.

With the roar of the Thunder Tiger, Yu Qingcheng jumped onto his back and disappeared into the jungle. This used to be the place where the Thunder Tiger lived and was very familiar with the terrain.

The killer in the air fell down and was about to chase forward. Yang Xuan suddenly appeared in front of them and took a sword flower, frightening them back.

The man and woman, who did not know when they had arrived behind Yang Xuan, stabbed him from left to right.

The dagger cut through the air and made a sound. Yang Xuan almost immediately urged his body to the extreme, turned into a streamer and disappeared in place, making the two people jump into the air.

"You hurry to catch up and don't leave any!" The woman shouted at the other people's Congress, followed the man left and right, and entangled with Yang Xuan.

The two of them are like one person. They not only have a very tacit understanding, but also have a very tricky angle. They hit the key points several times and hit Yang Xuan very hard.

The ghost Mo looked at this scene, covered his mouth and smiled, waved his sleeve robe, moved gently, and came to the bloody young man.

"I think you are the last child of the legendary Meng family, Meng Juan?"

"You ghost Xiu, you know my name. It seems that you have coveted my Mongolian ancestral grave for a long time!"

Meng Juan's eyes were cold, and then he turned a long gun into his hand and went towards ghost Mozha.

Ghost mousse didn't care about his attack, just raised a hand and waved it gently, and immediately broke the long gun into a little fluorescence and disappeared into the air.

"Don't struggle. Now open the entrance. This seat can also let you reincarnate well. If you annoy this seat... You can't do it if you want to reincarnate!"

Ghost repair had many control means for the spirit. The bloody youth in front of him was just a residual spirit. He didn't have to raise his fingers to deal with it.

Then countless black gas gushed out and rushed directly into the body of the bloody young man, making him look very painful for a time, and his face was ferocious.

"You... Are so poisonous..."

"Hahaha, it's just a small means. If you can't resist it, you'd better open the door quickly!"

"No... impossible“

The blood light boy broke out in an instant. He raised his hand tremblingly, pointed to the ghost ink, and a blood light flew out. This was his last struggle.

Ghost Mo smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth, waved his sleeve robe and scattered the blood light, completely cutting off his hope.

At the same time, Ning Ziwei rushed to the post station again in Luodu city.

"Calculate the time. Yang Xuan should go to the city. Did you really see it?" Ning Ziwei looked dignified and stared at the post officer in front of him, as if he suspected that he was lying.