Chapter 1111 fighting

On the other hand, more than 100 disciples of the holy Kingdom and Taiyuan College of yaochi, together with the disciples of the tour hall, stood back-to-back to resist the raids of numerous demon and ghost families.

There are more than 200 people in total. Although the comprehensive combat effectiveness is not strong, it is better to have more than a dozen leading figures fighting without any panic.

The night sabre, which is illuminated by the white sky, is almost to the extreme in the battlefield. It is completely integrated into the void, which makes you unable to see clearly.

Many times, before you feel anything, you've been stabbed.

"In the middle of the night!"

The white sky's body method is erratic. It moves rapidly in the void. The night knife in the hand is continuous chopping.

Every time the blade goes down, the demon clan is beheaded.

"Little lady, I will kill you!"

A demon lion rushed, with scarlet pupils.

Baikong narrowed his eyes, and the knife in his hand was like a trace. After pooping across, a crack appeared in the void.

No matter how hard the body is, the demon clan in this crack will be divided into two parts.

The demon lion was frozen in place and gradually split into two parts.

The soul breaking cold gun of local ambition can defeat a ghost when it is fired.

As he has studied with Chu Yun for a long time, he has every move with a killing chance, and he will never make an easy move without absolute assurance.

"Hiss! Sneer! "Sneer!"

Every time a ghost is stabbed, it will be wiped out under the gun. No one can match him in terms of the efficiency of killing.

As for Feng Yanzhe, the fierce spirit roared wildly and attacked in all directions. No ghost could get close to him.

"Give me that, Tianluo stormy fist!"

Feng Yanzhe explodes and drinks. He looks at the dense ghosts and smashes them with a fist.

The strong wind, with sharp blades, tore up the ghosts.

"Sobbing."

In the void, the ghosts screamed, which sounded like gooseflesh.

"Ow!"

A huge war elephant is thousands of meters high, trampling out.

In the road, countless demon families screamed and were trampled to pieces, which could not be countered at all.

There was a man standing on the top of the elephant, it was Jason.

It's the eighth level martial spirit of heaven. It's the best war elephant.

Huo Xun is a strong body builder. He has the blessing of the overwhelming war elephant and is even more terrifying.

Every punch can shake the world.

Now, he has released the spirit of martial arts completely and used it to fight against the enemy.

Huo Jia has a strong physique. He shuttles in and out of the battlefield. He was taught by Chu Yun himself. In terms of physique fighting, he is no less than those of Taiyuan University.

"Boom --"

with a pair of finger tigers, he is really a top-notch spirit soldier. He has a lot of fist shadows and smashes the sky.

Although there is no soul, Huo Jia is no inferior to anyone in fighting.

The death of fan Qing made Huo Yunan very angry. He rushed forward very much. With his appalling momentum, he attracted the attention of many ghosts in the peak of life and death.

"Kill that kid!"

A ghost general with gloomy spirit, sticking out the long sword, pointed to Huo Yunan from afar.

"Yes."

Many ghosts wandered away silently, their eyes were sharp and fierce.

Huo Yunan still hasn't found the danger behind him, and is fighting with the demon clan in front.

"Do it!"

Many ghosts suddenly burst out of absolute speed, the figure is still in the air, suddenly disappeared.

At the next moment, they appear in the back of Huo Yunan strangely, reaching for Huo Yunan's body.

"Hiss!"

At this time, a cold light came from afar, turning in the air and blowing away many ghosts.

I saw a woman standing in the distance, holding a bow and arrow covered with ice crystal in her hand. Her face was slightly cold: "you are very fierce, but don't die so fast."

Ding Qiudong.

It's the Ninth level martial spirit of heaven. It's full of snow and bows.

"Thank you."

It's not easy for Huo Yunan to hold his fists in both hands and the other side is willing to take out his hands to save his life in the fierce battle.

"Be careful!"

Ding Qiudong's expression suddenly changed. He didn't even think about it. He raised his hand and pulled the snow bow.

The countless cold air came out, and the whole world was almost filled with cold air, which was extremely cold.

However, it was a step too late.

Huo Yunan is aware of the danger from behind, but he can't make a response.

"Pooh!"

The long sword went through the back and pierced under the ribs. The sword trembled with blood.

Huo Yunan's pupil contracted violently, and his mouth was opened with blood.

"Boy, I want to finish you by myself."

Ghost will cold mouth, mouth Yin rich, with the smell can not be dissipated.

Several chills crackled on the hard armor of the ghost, and a black light flashed up, causing no substantial damage.

Every ghost general, or demon general, has the degree of reincarnation.

Although it can't compare with dark and quiet and Kong Yin, its strength is also extremely terrifying.

Reincarnation, can be called will.

For example, ghost general, demon general and demon general.

Nirvana can be called emperor.

Ghost emperor, demon emperor, demon emperor.

Flying fairyland, nature is respect!

Ghost Zun, demon Zun, demon Zun!

If you look up, you will be the supreme!

These are not so different from the human race.

This ghost general, second only to Kong Yin and dark you in the battlefield, is one of the main forces.

Huo Yunan was stared at, which can only be said to be full of misfortune.

"Brother!"

Huo Jia and Huo Xun saw this scene, their eyes were red.

They are frantically rushing towards the ghost, and the move is the killing move.

"Hiss!"

Ghost will draw out the long sword, kick in Huo Yunan's back, kick him to fly a hundred meters away.

Ding Qiudong moves sideways and rushes forward to catch Huo Yunan.

"Cough."

Huo Yu spits blood in his south mouth, his face twitches.

Ding Qiudong was a little anxious. He felt two pills and stuffed them into the south mouth of Huoyu.

Then she took out the ointment and applied it to the wound.

"I My soul... "

Huo Yunan's expression twitches with pain every time he says a word, but he still bears the pain and says what he wants to say: "my soul is gone!"

Just now that knife, it killed his soul!

"Broken soul?"

Ding Qiudong smells his words and looks pale.

This means that even if they are saved, they are useless.

"Don't think too much, save your life first."

Ding Qiudong's eyes swept over the four sides and finally fell on Huo Jia. He shouted: "catch him!"

"Bang."

Ding Qiudong raised his hand to clap Huo Yunan's body and sent him far into Huo Jia's arms.

"Big brother, my soul..."

Huo Yunan's face is as pale as paper, and he spits blood continuously.

"Is the soul broken? It doesn't matter. Brother's soul is broken! It doesn't matter if Brother Yun is here! "

Huo Jia clings to Huo Yunan and tears flow from tiger eyes.

He always had a delicate feeling. Seeing his brother fall into his arms with his own eyes, he felt helpless, which made him almost collapse.

"Big brother, there's no time to be sad!"

"We'll send Nandi to a secluded place first to heal him!" he cackled

"Good."

Huo Jia looks up and finds that Ding Qiudong has been fighting with the ghost.

"Hoohoohoohoohoohoohoohoohoohoohoohoohoohoohoohoohoohoohoohoohoohoohoohoohoohoohoohoohoohoohoohoohoohoohoohoohoohoohoohoohoohoohoohoohoohoohoohoohoohoo!"

Every handle of the storm from the snowy bow goes straight into the hearts of the people and is very sharp.

Even if the ghost will have the strength of reincarnation, a little carelessness will still hurt.

"Interesting!"

The ghost suddenly shakes his black armor and makes a "Ding Ding" sound. Then he splits the long sword with force!

Ding Qiudong was not good at close combat, so he had to dodge from afar. He played with the snow bow continuously and shot out a long dragon with cold air!

"Ow!"

The ice cold dragon roared and collided with the ghost's long sword.

"Click!"

The long dragon is broken, but the ghost shivers his body and opens his mouth to spit out black Qi.

"Whoosh!"

Ding Qiudong's eyes narrowed, and he shot three times of howling arrows, pointing to the three key points of the ghost general.

The ghost will hum coldly, sweep the long sword, and split the arrow.

Immediately, his body catapulted out, toward Ding Qiudong.

Since I know that you are not good at close combat, I will naturally press you down with my strength!

"Boom!"

Juetian war elephant hit hard from the side, setting off an unparalleled wave of terror, almost devouring the heaven and earth.

The ghost narrowed his eyes, suddenly changed his movements, and beheaded his back.

"Creak!"

The sabre is very easy to split into the head of juetian war elephant, and cut the virtual shadow of juetian war elephant into two parts. The light suddenly darkens.

Not far away, Huo Xun opened his mouth and spewed out blood, but he was not afraid of it. He shouted fiercely, "dog, hurt my South brother, I will not let you go!"

Ding Qiudong gets a moment's breathing time. His fingers are dancing on the bowstring, which is very beautiful.

"Whoosh! Whiz! Whiz! "

Dozens of cold air shot out, nailed in the void around the ghost.

Under the joint action of dozens of cold air, the ghost will become a very cold place within ten meters.

Even the void was frozen, and there was no more fluctuation.

It's very difficult for a ghost to move his armor when it's frozen by death.

At the first light of his eyes, he let out a roar. He actually used his body as a weapon and ran into the ghost.

"Elephant strike!"

"Boom!"

Hundred meters away is a little fleeting, only to see the ghost will be hit and fly out, the ice on the body will be broken.

With the armor, it's all broken.

After the heavy black armor is broken, the ghost with big arms and round waists is only left with a black fog, only a pair of scarlet eyes are still fierce.

"Break my armor, damn ants!"

The ghost will roar and raise his sword to rush again.

……

……

"What's the matter, Hansi? It's going to die soon?"

Lin Yan raised a smile at the corner of his mouth, burning a thick yellow flame all over his body, melting all the ghosts near him into black water.

Nine levels of heaven mutate the spirit of Wulin and fall into the heart of the earth.

The so-called falling geocentritis is that the meteorites in the endless starry sky smash into the geocentrism. The flame attached to the interior appears yellow and has a horrible high temperature.

After hearing Lin Yan's sarcasm, Hansi gasped for breath, but he was also willing to fight back: "I just killed five top demons in the world of life and death in a row with your cynical Kung Fu!"

"Not bad."

Lin Yan nodded and said with a smile: "I just killed four. I'm one less than you, but now..."

The voice did not fall, Lin Yan two fingers together, the flame suddenly penetrated a life and death situation peak demon clan's eyebrow heart.

"We are as many."