Chapter 188 Bloody Battle of Ten Thousand Ghosts - Arena Battle

"Wow!" Mu Yunfei opened his eyes. This is the void that has been here more than once, and it is as silent as death! The previous one was like a dream, but it was extremely true, including that he saw the sea ephemer, Huang Ling!

Am I really the reincarnation of Emperor Ziwei? So who was I before the wind was strong?

The first reaction of the slightly sober Mu Yunfei was to raise his left hand. Fortunately, Linghuan was still there. This also made his face less worried and a faint smile. The king of Shura in this war is not without gain, or the harvest is too great, and regardless of whether those dreams and memories are his reincarnation or not, although the memory of Emperor Ziwei is a little vague, there is no doubt that his mood has reached a very horrible situation. Boundary! And the greater harvest is that he finally cracked the method of summoning the three beasts. To put it bluntly, he can call out the three beasts with his blood dripping on the virtual shadow of the beast body on the surface of Linghuan. The previous times, it was because Mu Yunfei inadvertently sprinkled his blood on the spiritual ring when he fought with others.

At this moment, Mu Yunfei wants to contact them and share the joy of the rest of his life after the disaster, especially the nine-tailed sky fox. When was it in the spirit? However, when his blood was dripping on the surface of Linghuan, he couldn't feel anything. A bad foreboding appeared. Mu Yunfei hurriedly looked at the virtual shadow of the twelve beasts on Linghuan.

"How can it be!"

Mu Yunfei suddenly found that the twelve beasts, which originally symbolized twelve hours, were missing four of them, not dim, but completely disappeared. Is it possible that all four of them have...

"No!" Mu Yunfei was already full of tears and looked up and roared. Even if he was shot on the gate, there was no such anger and sadness. They were already Mu Yunfei's relatives!

At this time, a sigh came from the void, which contained infinite love and tenderness, as if with a trace of guilt.

"Child, don't be sad! They didn't die, but went where they should go, and their existence was to fulfill you!"

Mu Yunfei looked around and did not find anyone, but the sound was extremely familiar.

"Who the hell are you? Why do you say that they want to fulfill me?"

"When you find your true self, you will understand everything! Go, kid!"

Mu Yunfei has slowly calmed down and is silent, but his heart is like a river. After half a sound, he secretly said, Fortunately, they did not really die. Maybe there is still a chance to meet!

"It's your turn to be a white ghost! Be careful, the strength of participating in the fight has become more and more terrible this year!" Black Tower said softly.

"Hmm!" Mu Yunfei nodded.

At this moment, there is a person standing on the ring. The man is extremely tall and dressed in a blue robe. Although the blue robe is full of holes, it does not affect his overall image at all. Almost half an inch of the head makes people feel very smart. His pale and bloodless face has an unchanging frost and a light blue sword in his hand. The whole person is more like a sword out of the sheath. Any stop can bring invisible pressure to people!

"Ice spirit? Interesting!" After the nightmare on the throne at the top of the tower glanced at the ring, his body trembled slightly, and there was a rare smile on the corners of his mouth, but the smile was a little too ** evil. He said to the little white face dressed like a eunuch's uniform of the Qing Dynasty:

"Little plum! That blue robe, you can bring him to see me later!"

"I saved it!" There was a ripple in the space, and the little plum disappeared.

Mu Yun raised his head suddenly, but just glanced at the top of the tower and turned his eyes to the ring. It was time for him to play. He nodded to the black tower and slowly walked to the ring, and all the fierce ghosts around the ring retreated and consciously gave way.

As the white-haired man with a mask passed by, the ghosts did not dare to approach and hide far away. They saw the white ghost's fight in the first nine games. There was no fancy action. After fighting with the opponent only a few moves, he finally waved his fist, and the opponent in front of him was scattered in an instant!

"This game is two participants who also have a nine-game winning streak. They are white ghosts and Hanyu! Today, they will have a real battle of the strong, and the winner will be qualified to challenge the first section of the Wangui Tower!"

After saying that, the kid who looked like a referee hurried down the ring. He didn't want to die.

The two nodded slightly as a "friendly" gift before the game. Mu Yunfei looked at the cold jade in front of him and said in his heart: His strength is good, but he is already a ghost fairy! However, this person is different from the fierce ghost I have encountered before. Although he has a fierce cold and murderous atmosphere, he lacks the resentment of the Black Tower. Is it...

While Mu Yunfei looked at Han Yu, Han Yu was not like this. Where did this white-haired guy come from? Why can't I see through his cultivation?

Bother did not move, let alone attack.

After half a column of incense, the ice spirit can't help but feel horrible when you can't see through it! Han Yu suddenly disappeared, and the next moment appeared in front of Mu Yunfei, and a curved blue light stabbed Mu Yunfei's throat.

"Dang!" Mu Yunfei's golden right fist blocked Han Yu's sword and took two steps back, while Han Yu retreated quickly and stared straight at Mu Yunfei's fist.

At this moment, there is an exclamation below, hurry up! The speed of the two is too fast!

Han Yu only paused, and then launched a storm-like attack on Mu Yunfei again. Her eyes stared at Mu Yunfei's right hand, and the long sword pointed straight at the key points of Mu Yunfei's whole body like a dragon going to sea.

Mu Yunfei's blow just now has roughly judged the attack speed and strength of Han Yu, and also knows that the power of the long sword should not be underestimated. He doesn't want to resist the power of cold jade, so he just floats and dodges. Of course, this approach is not that Mu Yunfei is afraid of. Nowadays, Mu Yunfei no longer pays attention to ghosts and immortals, but his previous judgment of Han Yu's identity makes him a little hesitant.

In the eyes of bystanders, it seemed that Han Yu had occupied the advantage in the field, and Mu Yunfei seemed to be forced to dodge. In fact, Han Yu's heart was already uneasy, because no matter how fast his attack speed was, he was slower than Mu Yunfei's dodging, as if his move was in Mu Yunfei's calculation.

Mu Yunfei retreated one after another, and Han Yu never hurt him at all. Han Yu suppressed the anger in his heart and calmed himself down. His left hand suddenly pinched the sword, and the long sword in his right hand pointed to Mu Yunfei's heart. This attack was faster than before, and before Mu Yunfei did not dodged, the blue sword light was swallowed out.

The sword of the ghost practitioner?! Mu Yunfei's heart was awe of awe. The two of them were so close that it was impossible for Mu Yunfei to dodge. Between the lightning, his left hand, which had never moved, was punched out, and his fist seemed to be full of silver lightning. The huge fist hit the light of the sword, making a "bang" sound. The blue sword light was smashed in an instant, and the long sword in the cold jade hand also turned to the right.

Mu Yunfei penetrated the aura into his right hand and pointed it as a sword. The tip of the sword tilted and attacked Hanyu's arm. Han Yu was also good and reacted quickly. The long sword in his right hand was closed, and the finger sword sweeping Mu Yunfei could block Mu Yunfei's offensive.

Han Yu saw Mu Yunfei's closing, and his body was short, and he cut Mu Yunfei's waist. The reunited blue sword light made a crackling sound, a cloudy to cold breath, and the surrounding temperature plummeted, like the cold winter twelfth lunar month. This cold jade has obviously used all its strength. If this sword is hit, Mu Yunfei will cross the body in half.

Mu Yunfei's feet left the ground, and his whole body floated in mid-air, turning his wrists without dazzling complexity. He pointed to the sword and stabbed the other party's wrist quickly and accurately. Han Yu had to give up the attack and retreat to dodge!

Tian Miao steps, like a shadow, Mu Yunfei's sword is extremely fast. There is no sword style, only a simple point. However, such a simple attack and ghostly footwork made Han Yu unable to cope with it and was forced to retreat repeatedly.

Today's situation is completely reversed!

What should I do? This white-haired fierce ghost is really good. I don't care, I can only try it! Han Yu secretly released a ghost skill to protect himself, and then ignored Mu Yunfei's finger sword, and the blue sword stabbed Mu Yunfei's heart. Mu Yunfei was slightly stunned and knew that Han Yu was desperate. Just as the sword and the long sword were intertwined, he whispered:

"Mist!"

The fog suddenly rose in the ring, and Mu Yunfei's finger sword that stabbed Han Yu's throat turned into claws. Han Yu's body protection ghost skill broke in response, and his claws did not decrease, and he grabbed Han Yu's throat.

Boom! A loud noise sounded on the ring. When the fog dissipated, the ghosts saw clearly. None of the two people on the stage, Mu Yunfei wearing a mask, could see what his expression was now, but the one opposite him shook his head with a wry smile.

"Huh? What about that cold jade? Why did you become Lord Li?"

"Ah! Look, there is a big pit in the ring. Oh, my God, this is the ring cast by the Yinling Stone! What power is this!"

I don't know exactly what happened to the Black Tower, but I was excited and apprehised! Is it Li Lianying who wanted to save Han Yu, but was still killed by the white ghost? And looking at Lord Li's expression, it seems that the two have fought, but Li Lianying can't do anything about the white ghost?

As the black tower thought, Li Lianying was ordered by the nightmare to bring Han Yu. Seeing that the ring was covered by a sudden thick fog, Li Lianying rushed to the ring and hit him with all his strength according to the position where Mu Yunfei stood before, but to his surprise, Mu Yunfei not only resisted his blow, but also there was no cold jade on the ring. The figure.

"Haha! The white ghost is really powerful. Today, I saw that my hands were itchy, so I went to the stage to have a try, and it was really good! As the owner of the ninth stage, I will wait for you to come on the ninth floor of the Ghost King Tower and compete with each other, but the first eight floors are not so easy to break through!" Li Lianying laughed. And the reason why he said this was that Han Yu obviously died under the anger of the two, so he laughed to solve this embarrassing situation! The nine-stage ringer directly took action against a zero-stage ten-game winner, which was indeed a little disgruous!

"Okay!" After saying that, Mu Yunfei floated down from the stage and went to the temporary shelter. The black tower didn't say anything. He took a look at the smiling Li Lianying and followed Mu Yunfei!