Chapter 101 Never show mercy

With a knife, the air was stimulated, and even the air became hot. Then a vague tiger-shaped martial soul appeared from the mustard knife and rushed to the hundred birds with its teeth and claws.

The martial soul of the heavenly martial artist is related to the cultivation of innate power, and is related to the practice of heavenly martial arts. Under normal circumstances, the martial soul of Tianwu practitioners should be the end of the realm of heaven and man, but that is already a clear form of martial soul. In fact, many Tianwu practitioners practice fuzzy martial souls with some more advanced heavenly martial arts skills when they are in the realm of heaven and man.

This is also the case with the martial soul of Mustard Green.

However, the mustard blue martial soul has not touched the edge of Bainiao Chong, and a more ferocious and more terrible martial soul burst out with Bainiao Chong's fist. His whole body was as dark as carbon, his eyes were blood red, and his hands danced with a huge fork, which dissipated the fierce tiger's martial soul.

"You actually have a ghost!" The knowledge of Mustard Green is also extraordinary. At the same time, he was surprised and chopped the long knife in his hand, and the scorching waves smashed the evil spirit Rasha away. To deal with the ghost martial souls of ghost refiners, it is a very effective way for the heavenly martial artists to use their strong innate strength.

"This mustard green innate power has reached the most fierce route, which is stronger than Nancy's innate power. If you can't kill him in a short time, once he joins hands with the mercenary captain, I will die." Hundreds of birds are full of solemn heart. His longest time is also the longest time for the ghost soldiers to fight, that is, the time of a column of incense. If he hadn't killed Jieqing and the mercenary captain during this time, he would have died. He also faced a worse situation, that is, the mercenary captain killed the ghost soldier who pestered him in advance and joined hands with Mustard Qing.

In these two situations, no matter which one appears, Bai Niao Chong will die.

"Dominating knife, meteor chopping!" Shattered the ghost martial soul, the mustard green roared, and his body soared to the height of the three people, and then suddenly pressed it down, like an eagle ploping rabbit. His knife was cut off at that time, and the hot air wave emanated from the knife and burned like a meteor falling!

Such a knife, such a fire, can easily ignite firewood and even melt gold and iron!

So far, Bainiao Chong has not met such a pure Tianwu opponent who takes the fierce route. Although Nancy is as strong as Mustard Green, she said that it was not a pure and fierce route. Her knife can't produce such a fierce flame. The higher the temperature of the flame, the greater the impact on the ghost refiner.

With a sudden wave of both hands, a black ice whirlpool suddenly formed in front of the hundred birds. Then one ice swirl after another bloomed like a flower in the eponymity, layer by layer, circle after circle. Ghost fist, glacier whirlpool.

The ice whirlpools are melted one by one, and new ice whirlpools are born, which continue to offset the flame knives of mustard. The two actually deadlocked, and the ice and fire fought against each other. Whoever was more powerful and stronger would have an advantage. There is no doubt that mustard has such an advantage.

"You are nothing more than that! Go to hell!" The mustard green suddenly closed the knife and cut it straight down again. This time, his strength was greater, the knife was more powerful, and the flames on the knife were more fierce. The vague tiger martial soul once again showed its original shape with the knife, and rushed to the hundred birds with its teeth and claws.

In an instant, all the glacier whirlpools were melted by the flames. Without the protection of the ice whirlpool, the hundred birds rushed to the front and were bombarded by the strength under the blade. With a muffled hum, blood spewed out, and his body was suddenly thrown up, flying out of five or six feet away, falling heavily on the trunk of a tree, and falling heavily to the ground.

Waiting for hundreds of birds to get up, Mustard's body has appeared above his head, holding a knife in both hands and cutting it down with great force!

Hundreds of birds raised his head with no expression on his face. His eyes were not afraid at all. He didn't even have any extra movements, but just pulled out his teeth.

No matter how fast he pulls the knife, he can't block the mustard knife in time. In the view of Mustard Green, Bainiao Chong is really nothing more than that.

Crake! But just as the mustard was cut with a knife and almost about to split the head of the hundred birds, a dark shadow suddenly stepped over from the side and blocked the burning sword and the fierce tiger martial soul with its body.

The one who rushed to block this knife for the Hundred Birds was the captain of a ghost hunting team. She was very straightforward and didn't hesitate at all.

A cruel smile appeared at the corners of the hundred birds' mouths. The main sacrifice of the ghost soldier is to exchange his own sacrifice for the assassination opportunity of the ghost!

The tooth ghost came out of the sheath when the lark held the flame knife of the body in the middle with both hands, and scratched the wrists of the mustard green holding the knife in a flash. The lark's body fell and dissipated into black ashes. Her last dissipated hands were still holding the mustard sword. The flame of the knife had been extinguished, and there were still palms cut by the tooth ghost on the handle of the knife!

The palms with wrists are mustard green.

The sound of screams came from the mouth of the mustard green, shocking the mountains and forests. He was angry, he was afraid, he roared, but none of this could save his hands. Blood spewed out of his broken wrists, shaped like a blood whip. The severe pain was like a group of poisonous snakes gnawing at his body.

Without the slightest stay, Bainiao rushed with his left foot as the fulcrum, and his right foot circled. He instantly moved behind the mustard green in a body-defense way. The tooth ghost came out again and instantly looked at the mustard green's legs.

"Wow...ah..." There was another scream, and the mustard fell to the ground, but his feet were still standing on the ground.

"In the next life, you must remember that the ghost refiner shows weakness in front of you. In fact, it is to lure you into his death trap. Don't be fooled like this." Bai Niao rushed slowly raised the tooth ghost blade in his hand.

"Wait... wait..." Mustard Qing clumsily raised his broken hand without the palm of his hand and said in horror, "There is no deep hatred between us. Let me live!"

The tooth ghost scratched through the void, cut the mustard green neck in an instant, and cut off his head.

Mustard Qing is dead, and two mercenaries also died one after another under the siege of ghost soldiers. There is only one mercenary captain left on the battlefield.

"I don't want to die. You also saw it. I was forced. If I didn't listen to Juqing's order, he would kill me!" The mercenary captain looked pale. Although he killed four ghost soldiers and the ghost soldier captain was also dead, he still faced the most powerful opponent, Bai Niao Chong, not to mention that there were several ghost soldiers around him to help him.

As soon as the mustard green died, he actually announced his death.

In the face of the begging of the mercenary captain, Bai Niao Chong shook his head. He said, "I know why you would rather wave your knife to your companions at the last moment than stand beside Jie Qing and work for him. What you care about is the future, and you are smart people. Now that you have made this choice, let's accept it. Show your courage and courage and die like a man.

"Damn it, you devil--" There was no hope of survival, and the mercenary captain rushed to the birds crazily. But before that, several ghost soldiers had blocked his offensive route.

A black light suddenly flashed. It had the shape of an arrow, a sharp ice arrow tip, and a demon Rasha ghost waving a huge fork.

Ghost fist, angry arrow.

The battle opened in an instant and ended quickly. The mercenary captain was quickly put to the ground under the siege of hundreds of birds and several ghost soldiers, and closed his eyes forever.

The killing in the dense forest finally came to an end and ended. Bainiao Chong also completed the most difficult assassination since he became a ghost refiner. In one day, he wiped out the six mercenary teams of Mustard Qing, as well as the confidence of Mustard Qing himself and his side.

In this assassination, he gained not only nearly a hundred ghosts, but also the experience of assassination. If he faces such a team of one person dealing with hundreds of people in the future, he can do better. This is the role of experience.

Those mercenaries who escaped and betrayed Mustard Green did not intend to continue to chase and kill them, leaving them for their lives, which could just cover up the truth of the matter for him. Seeing that the treasure became greedy, the mercenaries collectively killed the deputy commander and found another way out. This kind of ready-made story is just used by him. In the whole thing, there has never been a ghost refiner. This is the truth that people should know.

Hundreds of birds dragged dozens of bodies to the edge of the cliff of the Black Fish Pool, and then kicked them down one by one. The black fish pool is indeed a good place to destroy the corpses. The corpses fall into the quagmire. There is no chance of decay. They will be digested by the black magic lotus under the mud. It doesn't matter whether Xuanni Lingyu, the guardian of the black magic lotus, is interested in the corpse.

The last corpse was kicked down, and the roar of the black mud spirit fish faintly came from the black fish pool. The voice was very excited and happy, as if wondering why there were so many fresh corpses all of a sudden, and as if challenging the people on the quagmire.

"Next time, next time I will harvest your life, and the earth treasure dazzling black magic lotus you guard, I will take it away together." Looking at the bottomless, shrouded in darkness, Bai Niao said to himself. He is now very interested in one thing, that is, the ancient secret book of Baicaomen, the Sacred Heart Sutra. He thought that if he asked to have a look, his little master Lan Qingyi would definitely not hide it.

The last glimmer of light disappears from the sky, and the night of the lightless forest always comes in advance.

Hundreds of birds rushed to the Black Fish Pool at the end, turned around and walked in the direction of the Black City. Not far away, his throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood couldn't help spitting out of his mouth. After killing so many people, he was not stained with any blood, but now, his long white skirt is covered with his own blood.

Little by little, a ball, like a blooming flower of evil, gorgeous but evil.

Although he killed the mustard green, the knife also gave him real damage. The more powerful the opponent is, the greater the damage caused. Bai Niao smiled bitterly and thought that in the years to come, he was afraid that he would suffer ten times more serious injuries than now. Because his opponent is the god of the thunder army, Yuanbatian, who is about to enter the holy land of heaven!

That old guy, what are you doing now?

This is something that Bai Niao Chong can't help but imagine, which makes him have no time to take care of his own blood stains on his body.