Chapter 374 Silver Ghost 19

The arrow from the string broke through the air, and the broken wind was silent. Zhao Zhiping felt a great crisis in an instant. He didn't care about the king's demeanor. He hugged his head and rushed forward and rolled into the crowd.

Several strong masters who were loyal to him rushed forward and used their bodies to block his swords. One of them, two feet tall and as majestic as a mountain, stood on the spot, as if even the sky was dark. In everyone's eyes, he is an impeccable iron rock molten mountain. And the sharp and unparalleled sword shadow crashed into this iron-cast mountain without fancy.

The violent power suddenly surged, and the flying snowflakes burst and splashed. After a thunderstorm, the towering mountains overturned. The strong bodies of the masters were blown into pieces of broken limbs, splashing around like rain, spilling all over the ground. Several women who approached were also affected. They were gently swept by the aftershocks of sword spirit, and their bodies were directly missing. The extremely cold sword spirit sealed the wound so that they could not feel pain for a moment. When they looked down, they screamed in horror.

Yinxiu has avoided it for a long time. She seemed to have expected Qin Yan's strength and began to retreat as soon as Jinlong and Zhao Zhiping attacked. But when she really saw the effect of this sword spirit, she still couldn't hide the shock in her eyes.

Zhao Zhiping heard the sound of sword gas cracking and broken limbs behind him. He did not look back and kept running straight to the barren slope. Several of his concubines were loyal. Even if they saw the broken situation of their companions, they still rushed to Qin Yan regardless of their lives. They want to use their bodies to compete for Zhao Zhiping's escape time.

Qin Yan raised his palm, held the roaring sword flying back, and then turned into a strong wind to meet the women who rushed in.

The long sword glowed with crystal white light in his hand, dragging out a long and narrow fan from where he went through. When the fan came to the women, they used their unique skills and shouted, but everything was just desperate and futile. The halo of frost permeated their bodies without hindrance. In the moonlight, the remnants of the white blade cut out a sad bright red and buried the bodies.

And the owner of this killing, the sword-holder's body is like a string of flowing ice and snow thorns, passing through the flying bright red pulp, but not stained with a trace of blood, which is more and more jade and pure in the red flowers.

Unlike the brutality and bloody performance of flame and steel, this battle is not gorgeous or wonderful. Its only function is to make people look at Qin Yan's eyes with more fear.

Qin Yan stopped in the pile of corpses and watched the last woman fall to the ground, with a slightly pale face. The way of exerting power too fiercely made him feel a little tired, and his chest began to ting faintly. He had to stop, open his mouth and spit out a bloody fog, covering his chest and coughing repeatedly.

At this time, Zhao Zhiping had run down the hillside. At the end of the rugged curve, he stopped and took out a silver mask from his arms and solemnly put it on his face.

"Oh--" He roared like a beast, bowed deeply on his back, and his whole body trembled and trembled.

Seeing this scene, Liu Wanyun's face changed dramatically and shouted, "Kill him quickly, don't let him complete the ceremony!"

The blood in Qin Yan's chest has not subsided, and no matter how anxious he is, he is powerless. He put his hands in his sleeves, bypassed countless pieces of bodies shredded by unparalleled sword gas on the ground, and carefully walked to the bleeding pool to the clean grass.

"Hey! Why don't you do it quickly!" Mingxi Medical Fairy, who has always been cold and calm, is so anxious that she is about to jump up. "The blood spirit of the whole village is in that mask. If it is absorbed by him, no one will be his opponent!"

Qin Yan was aroused by her words instead. When the blood wolf monk gave him a silver ghost face, he did not mention that the silver ghost face had such an evil and powerful function.

"Wow--" Zhao Zhiping let out a sad roar after another, and the roar turned into a circle of invisible ripples spread out, like a strong wind passing through, shaking the forest in the distance.

Liu Wanyun became more and more anxious: "Go and kill him quickly, or it will be too late!"

"Do you think people will stand still and let me cut?" Qin Yan turned his head and glanced at her and breathed gently. A bloody fog lingered in his mouth and nose, making his face paler and paler. "If you take care of my injury, how can you fall to this point now?"

"When do you still want to blame me..."

Liu Wanyun didn't finish his words, and Zhao Zhiping let out another thunderous roar. This time, the mountain was really shaking, making the soles of his feet tremble and standing unstable. The roar went straight to the sky, as if the sky also felt fear. The wind layer in the sky surged, driving the clouds to gather densely and quickly covered the sun.

From the warm morning light to the rainstorm, it is just a moment. The power of darkness shrouded the sky, and thunder shuttled between the clouds, as if the end was coming.

The ghosts all over the mountains appear in shape in the rain, and the gloomy atmosphere rises like fog, dyeing the falling raindrops into a turbid black**.

"Quick! Come on--" Liu Wanyun was shocked for a moment, and then urged again.

"It's too late..." Xin Xian muttered softly and walked to her side.

Qin Yan stared at Zhao Zhiping's changing figure in the distance and exhaled a turbid breath. The accumulated silver-gray fog covered his sight, and he could only see the outline of the demon hiding in it. Even so, the scene is shocking enough.

It seems to tear apart the life, grow new limbs and arms from the body, and completely change the appearance from the inside out...

'Master, did you give me this mask to help me get a new life, or do you want me to completely degenerate like you?'

The rainstorm is even more violent, and the dripping clothes turn into an extremely sticky **. With the dim light, you can still see that it is a black and purple color like the blood is thickened countless times. This ** drops on the body, bringing a sense of tingling pain. If you can't resist it, it seems that it will penetrate deep into the blood.

"Floating, come here quickly!" Liu Wanyun shouted.

Ye Yingru was stunned for a moment and heard Liu Wanyun urging again before turning to her.

Liu Wanyun grabbed her hand and stuffed a pill into her mouth.

Fang Qiuyao stared at Ye Yingru walking over. When she turned around, she withdrew her eyes, hesitated for a second, clenched his sword and walked to Qin Yan's side: "Brother Han, I'll help you!"

Qin Yan silently stared at the movement under the slope, and there was no response to the arrival of Qiu Yao.

At this time, the sudden storm stopped without warning, the rolling clouds pressed closer to the ground, and the earth fell into darkness. Zhao Zhiping's position at the slope was completely shrouded in deep darkness. Even with Qin Yan's eyesight, he could not see the inside. He only knew that in the darkness, Zhao Zhiping was undergoing the final stage of changes, and the extremely evil breath was about to be conceived.