Chapter 251
The split ghost created by the sacrifice of black stone alcohol wood was hit hard by Jun Luoyu's hundreds of fists and dragon claws. The restrained evil silver light hit the ghost and flew out its five feet.
"Dog's stuff, die!" Jun Luoyu's face was cold, roared, and seized the opportunity to jump. He swept out the clouds and his legs in the air. The silver leg shadow, which could not be seen clearly, violently hit the ghost's chest and flattened his chest three feet deep.
At this moment, Jun Luoyu is like a tyrannical madman, and his movements are dazzlingly fast.
Jun Luoyu inserted the dragon's sword directly into the chest of the ghost and made an empty hand. As he roared, he hit countless silver phantoms of dragon fists. The ghost was powerless to stand on the ground, and his mouth let out a pig-killing howl.
He faced such a tough opponent for the first time, which drove him crazy.
But after all, the ghost is the split body of the ghost practitioner in the enchantment period, and also has half the strength of the charm period. Jun Luoyu's actual cultivation is one layer lower than that of black stone alcohol wood, which made him suffer a great loss to the enemy for the first time, which is unprecedented.
"Ah... Oh... Damn Chinese practitioners!" At this time, the black stone alcohol wood also heard a howl in the black smoke. Obviously, the ghost was injured, and he was also uncomfortable.
"Sky Ghost Phantom" roared in anger, directly bit the tip of his tongue, spewed out a mouthful of black blood and sank into the black smoke, and said ghost spells in his mouth.
Black stone alcohol wood is completely desperate. Originally, using all his strength to fight according to his body is a very bad thing for him, which will affect his cultivation in the future, but now he is not allowed to continue to think about the future. If he does not kill the Chinese ghost practitioners, the strength of his Blackstone family will be weakened at least half.
I saw the black stone mellow wood chanting a spell, and several particularly sticky black smoke suddenly flew out. Don't enter the ghost's body. Suddenly, the ghost's body trembled violently and slowly divided into two identical shadows.
"Hum... Chinese practitioners, Jie Jie... You're dead!" Black stone alcohol wood gritted its teeth and insisted on running the true qi, controlling the ghost split to attack Jun Luoyu quickly.
"Futam! This damn thing will still be separated!" Jun Luoyu was originally beating the ghost desperately, but the ghost suddenly separated two separate bodies, which made him slightly stunned, and then cursed. Originally, he had barely suppressed the ghost, but now he was even more overstretched, allowing the ghost to completely escape from his hands.
"I'll wipe it! Old ghost! You...you think I'm so easy to bully, don't you?" Jun Luoyu was also driven crazy. He saw his right sword and dragon claws hit silver light everywhere, beating the ghost's body, but the two splits were resisted by Jun Luoyu's silver light mask.
"Oh...ah! Damn Chinese practitioners! I fought with you..." The ghost and the black stone mellow wood heart are connected. It was beaten violently, so he was also uncomfortable as the host. Unfortunately, even if he used the ghost split, he could not make Jun Luoyu really distracted.
The black stone alcohol wood's face is so gloomy that it can drip water. I sigh in my heart. Damn it, I miss the best time and can't kill the Chinese practitioners. Why haven't the people of the sect come yet?
"This damn Chinese practitioners comes from that school! Why is there no record of such a special practitioners in China in the Shadow Gate? The black stone mellow wood stayed in the black smoke, and his ferocious face whispered to himself with a trace of doubt.
Unfortunately, black stone mellow wood has never thought of a way to deal with Jun Luoyu. He did not know that this congenital martial arts practitioners who had disappeared for thousands of years appeared again in China.
Black stone alcohol wood came to his senses and stopped thinking, regardless of why the elders of the Black Shadow Gate did not come to support,
The ghost was beaten by Jun Luoyu, and his body was a little broken and retreated. Half of the pain was received by the black stone alcohol wood, which made him feel at ease in the black smoke. He couldn't wait to twist Jun Luoyu's head and absorb his blood and soul.
Unfortunately, the other party's speed body method is not comparable to him, a ghost warrior who is proud of his strange body method, and the particularly heavy sword is a strange treasure!
Why, why, fast and powerful, what other practitioners in the world can fight with them! Black stone alcohol wood roared crazily in his heart, and he was even more resentful of Jun Luoyu. He wanted to get the soul of the other party, and then get the special cultivation skill of this Chinese practitioner in his soul.
Black stone alcohol wood intends to pull well, but when he looked down and saw the incomplete blade of the two magic weapon ghost knives in his hand, his gloomy face couldn't help but look a little again. A trace of miserable green light wrapped around his face, and his scarlet eyes also lost one of the main characteristics of human beings, without pupils, that is A piece of blood red, like a monster from hell.
Black stone alcohol wood finally used true qi to recover the wound. His body was wrapped in black smoke, and the black smoke was dozens of feet larger by his mine. He could move quickly in it, so that Jun Luoyu could not find the direction of his existence, and could only keep cleaning up the ghosts.
"Oh... Oh..." The ghost was stabbed by the dragon's sword, and the thick holes in the mouth of the bowl flowed out of thick ink-like black gas.
Such a large area of black smoke slowly floated on the ground, as if it suddenly covered the use of light in this place. Black stone alcohol wood has long used their strongest killing skills to deal with ghost practitioners, and invisibly he merged into the black smoke.
"Oh... Damn Chinese practitioners, take your life!" The whole body of the black stone mellow wood fused into the black smoke. Five meters away from the battle near Jun Luoyu, he suddenly roared, summoned back the ghost knife, lifted the knife with both hands, and chopped it to Jun Luoyu's waist, as if to kill him.
"Damn old man! Do you regard the young master as a fool? Hey hey... I expected that you, an old man, would sneak up on me! Hey..." Jun Luoyu felt a huge pressure behind his back touching his back, and he quickly jumped over and flew 100 meters from the ground. Suddenly, a silver light of more than three feet flashed in the air, just to catch him.
Although Jun Luoyu has been entangled by ghosts and can't get out, the silver qi on his body is very good to restrain the evil true qi of ghost practitioners.
Another reason is that he had long prevented the sudden attack of the black stone alcohol wood in the black smoke, so he did not use his own cards and was ready to deal with the Blackstone owner.
Jun Luoyu said secretly in his heart: This sinister old ghost has been hiding his own strength, that is, to kill me when I don't pay attention, hum... Sure enough, it's a good calculation. Does he think he is the only old ghost in the world, hey hey!
Old ghosts, old crafty are the description of them.
"Haha... old ghost... Let's see who will take whose life!" Jun Luoyu roared in the air and controlled the silver dragon to fly down. The silver light on his body was shining, and even the dragon's sword was wrapped in a layer of silver light.
The black stone alcohol wood sneaked on Jun Luoyu instead borrowed his close body, and broke away from the ghost's pursuit and took off in anger. However, Jun Luoyu also prepared the cards. The two weapons collided directly and collided violently in the air. The swords and shadows, you come and went, and fought desperately.
"Dingdang... sonorous... sonorous" saw the fierce impact of two black gas and a sword-shaped silver light in the air.
"How can your broken copper iron fight against my dragon sword!" Jun Luoyu shouted and waved the dragon's sword with all his strength. The three weapons collided fiercely. He only heard two crisp metal sounds, piercing the sky. Jun Luoyu smiled and waved his sword to pursue.
"Oh... How can it be... The black stone alcohol wood howled the killer covered his chest, spitting black blood with a big mouth, and broke away from the air battlefield with ghosts, and suddenly fell to the ground. Unexpectedly, the top-quality magic weapon was cut into pieces like this!
How can he bear it! His face changed rapidly. He was qualified to be given a magic weapon by the head because he became the deacon elder of the Shadow Gate.
The ghost knife accompanied him for decades and was destroyed, which made him heartbroken, a hundred times more distressed than his dead son. That's the best magic weapon given to him by the sect, and it's gone.