Chapter 186 Equally matched

Jiang Hanye has never fought with people for more than a day, but now the battle between him and ghosts has been going on for three days and nights.

The ghost is very resistant, and Jiang Hanye has been soaked with sweat. Although he has tried his best to preserve his physical strength during the battle, his true qi is on the verge of exhaustion. If it hadn't been for Xiaobai's desperate help from the side, I'm afraid he would have fallen down.

"Ha, are you very resistant to fighting..." The ghost seemed to have the same feeling as Jiang Hanye. He sneered, coiled in mid-air, bent down and looked at the mountain of walking corpses below, and Jin Danzi, who had begun to smoke, and said to Jiang Hanye with a sneer.

Jin Danzi's performance is already very good, but he does not have extra true energy to stimulate the human head stick to spray three flavors of real fire. Without fire, those walking corpses kept dying and coming back, constantly attacking Cen Ruoqiu and Kong. Shi Zhen had already dried up and fell to the ground, relying on Jin Danzi, Cen Ruoqiu and Kong to protect him.

Those blood demon disciples who were hesitant before have long been driven down by ghosts and turned into difficult walking corpses. For the first time, Jiang Hanye deeply felt what isolation is.

"Escape!" He took a deep breath and shouted at Cen Ruoqiu and others at the same time.

At first, Cen Ruoqiu was unwilling to leave Jiang Hanye to escape alone, but later they found that their persistence had brought a lot of trouble to Jiang Hanye - because of them, Jiang Hanye could not get out and could only hold on. When Cen Ruoqiu and Kong were ready to escape, they found that there was already a sea of corpses in front of them. Do they want to leave? How can it be so easy?

Although his physical strength is on the verge of exhaustion, Jiang Hanye's body is still like a dexterous flying eagle. He flips in the air several times, draws a perfect arc, and is shrouded in a cyan fog, shooting at the ghost like an arrow from the string.

"Want to die with me?" The ghost sneered, "Do you think it's possible?"

Of course, the ghost will not die with him, which Jiang Hanye knows very well. Because of this, he has no scruples. Fantian ruler waved in the air. At this time, it was completely supported by a trace of Jiang Hanye's idea. There was already no light on the ruler. It was okay to kill a thief. Basically, the hope was zero, but its dance could distract the ghost. Xiaobai is not willing to show weakness. Its body is hidden in the air, and the cold child will give the ghost a bite. At first, the ghost had some scruples about Xiaobai, who could not be seen, but after a while, he groped out of the doorway - even if Xiaobai could be invisible, there was a wind in every attack. As long as he dodged the wind, he could avoid Xiaobai. Ghost life is not a fool.

The ghost must have some conspiracy, otherwise he is injured. Otherwise, with his strength, it is absolutely impossible to defeat Jiang Hanye, and there is no need to play any cat and rat-catching game with him. In the final analysis, doesn't the ghost care about the broken soul beads on Jiang Hanye? Can you get it as long as you kill him?

Jiang Hanye fought with the ghost for three days. He also thought about it for three days and finally judged that there was a conspiracy in the ghost, because every time he could easily avoid Jiang Hanye's attack. Every time he slipped behind Jiang Hanye, Jiang Hanye could feel the cold from the ghost's eyes.

"Must kill him!" This is the idea that came out of Jiang Hanye's mind. If you pull it like this, you will eventually bury everyone and must kill the ghost!

With this idea, Jiang Hanye also had the idea of desperate.

Ghost life is like a big net that permeates heaven and earth, trapping Jiang Hanye and others in Xumi Mountain. It needs a sharp dagger or a sharp awl to pierce a hole from this net, so that everyone can have a glimmer of life, otherwise they can only sit and wait for death.

The ghost didn't seem to care about Jiang Hanye who rushed up. Several spiders like his teeth and claws couldn't help spraying venom out, and white silk threads shot out in the middle of his palms to make cobwebs around Jiang Hanye. As long as Jiang Hanye doesn't pay attention to touching the spider web, he will be firmly stuck and unable to move.

Boom!

A wave waved out of the palm of the ghost's hand, pressing towards the cold night like a mountain and sea. Jiang Hanye twisted himself in the air, dodged the waves, and rushed to the ghost life from the side. His palm changed seven times in an instant, and he pinched out seven hands. This is the skill in the river map, which is very powerful. The ghost didn't seem to have time to turn his head, probably because Jiang Hanye's speed was too fast.

"That's great!" Jiang Hanye was secretly happy, "It's great to kill him!" Jiang Hanye turned his palm into claws and pinched the ghost's spiritual cover. At this time, Jiang Hanye has more than a lot of power in his hands. If he is caught, the spiritual cover will undoubtedly be broken.

The speed of ghost life became a little slower. As soon as he turned around, Jiang Hanye had arrived at his side.

Puff!

Jiang Hanye's hand grabbed the ghost cover of the ghost's life, which was very surprising to him. Is it possible to catch the door of the ghost's life so easily? The huge surprise hit Jiang Hanye's head. His head buzzed, and then he felt a coldness from the palm of his hand. On that day, the spiritual cover was as hard as a rock and unshakable. Looking more carefully, it was not a ghostly spiritual cover, which was clearly a stone.

"Hahaha, you are still younger. Don't you understand my split art?" I don't know why the voice of ghost life appeared behind Jiang Hanye. When did he run behind Jiang Hanye?

Jiang Hanye suddenly turned around and felt a black fog in front of him, which almost suffocated him.

"Woo-hoo!" Xiaobai shouted anxiously in the air, as if to remind Jiang Hanye of the coming of danger. At the same time, its movements were also more rapid, and its mouth and claws hit the key of the ghost's life. However, for the ghost life, Xiaobai's attack seemed to be like scratching and could not be seen by his eyes at all.

Jiang Hanye struggled in the fog. Suddenly, a huge palm appeared in the black fog, which was twice the size of an ordinary person's palm. One palm hit his chest. Jiang Hanye spit out a mouthful of blood and fell down like remnants in the wind.

Below is the walking corpse community. Although Cen Ruoqiu and Kong are constantly attacking them, there are still many active walking corpses constantly pulling forward. If Jiang Hanye falls into this corpse community, he will definitely die.

Xiaobai whined, abandoned his ghost and rushed to Jiang Hanye. It tried to catch him before Jiang Hanye landed and take him to a safe place.

"Little thing, do you want to go?" The ghost smiled and grabbed Xiaobai's tail. Unexpectedly, he pulled Xiaobai's tail and rotated quickly in the air like a stick. This speed is very fast, and Xiaobai loses consciousness in an instant. The gap between it and the ghost is still too big.

"Little night!" Cen Ruoqiu saw the fall of Jiang Hanye. She was anxious. She swept the Hundred Flowers Sword and cut off the walking corpses in front of her. She suddenly rose up and rushed to Jiang Hanye. However, although Cen Ruoqiu's speed was fast, Jiang Hanye fell faster. Originally, when she found Jiang Hanye falling, he was only a few feet away from the ground. Under such conditions, I'm afraid it would be too late even if it was electric flint.

Two lines of tears flowed down from Cen Ruoqiu's eyes. She could not accept this reality in any way - Jiang Hanye was about to be caught and eaten by the walking corpse with teeth and claws below. Maybe he will become another walking corpse soon.

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Uh...Uh...

The walking corpses were wandering outside, and the smell of corruption from their bodies permeated the whole beach, which was suffocating.

"He the hell, where did these things come from?" The hunter filled the bow and arrow, aimed at a walking corpse, and shot an arrow. This hunter's arrow is good, which can be said to be a hundred steps through Yang. His arrow is right in the forehead of the walking corpse, and because of his strength, the neck of the walking corpse was almost torn off. Now he has an arrow in his head, hanging on his shoulder, swaying every step, very strange and funny, but he is not dead.

"How on earth is this thing going to be killed?" Several young people preparing the stone frowned.

"Use fire." Kan Cangyue said faintly behind them.

"What? Aunt Xian, do you think it's fire?" Zhang Bo asked excitedly.

"Yes, use fire." Kan Cangyue said, "These walking bodies, no matter how you tear their bodies, they will continue to move forward unless they are burned to ashes with fire."

"No wonder no matter how hard we tried before, we couldn't completely eliminate them, and we could only temporarily retreat..." Zhang Bo suddenly realized.

"Okay, go and move the firewood!" Someone shouted in a hurry.

"But even if you use fire, what should you do?" Some people are worried again.

"Yes, they are so scattered that they can't burn them. Do you want one by one? Isn't that a waste of firewood?"

"This time, I will help you, but you have to rely on yourself after all." Kan Cangyue said, pulling away the moon god bow, and an air arrow appeared on the string. She aimed at a walking corpse and shot an arrow, which was penetrating the chest of a walking corpse and by the way the walking corpse behind him. After being penetrated by air arrows, the two walking bodies suddenly emitted a moonlight from their wounds. As the light became brighter and brighter, their bodies gradually decomposed in their wailing.

"Ah, it's worthy of being a fairy!"

"What kind of spell is this? I want to learn too!" The hunter said with envy and desire.

"Well, I don't know how much effort it took for Xiangu to do this, is it just you?"

Maybe it was Kan Cangyue's blow that gave everyone too much hope, and their mood suddenly became much clearer, and someone began to laugh.

"Okay, everyone is serious!" After all, Zhang Bo is an old man. He said seriously, "We can't always rely on the fairy aunt. We must be self-reliable. Now the fairy has shown us a way, and it's up to us in the future.

"If so, can we go out to grow crops?" Someone said whimsically, "If we know how to kill the walking corpse, we can go out to open a field to grow crops, right?"

"You don't have to look at what the whole world has become. Except for this valley, I have never seen green..."

People quarreled endlessly, and Kan Cangyue wiped out the walking corpses one by one. This battle brought too much hope to everyone and soon ended.

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A white figure flew out of the walking corpses, picked up Jiang Hanye, flew to the place where Jin Danzi and others were, and put him down.

"Is that you?" Cen Ruoqiu followed him and fell to the ground. When she saw the person in front of her clearly, she couldn't help but say, "Senior!"

"Ha ha, it's me!" The white figure turned out to be an old beggar with white hair and dirty all over.

After the old beggar put down Jiang Hanye, he looked up at the ghost, and there was a trace of hatred in his eyes.

"You?" The ghost was originally going to watch Jiang Hanye die with a smile, but he didn't expect to kill Cheng Yaojin halfway. He frowned at the old beggar and was surprised, "Who are you?"

In the past, no one in the world paid attention to the old beggar, and even the ghost life.

"Don't you know me?" The old beggar sneered, "Gui Ming, I think you are really forgetful."

"Do you know me?" Hearing the old beggar shouting his former name, he was even more surprised. He tried to search for the impression of the old beggar in his memory, but no matter what he thought, he could not think of such an old acquaintance.

"Of course I know you, brother Gui Ming!" The old beggar said slowly.

Brother Guiming staggered in the air. He frowned and looked at the old beggar carefully. After a moment, he suddenly looked up and laughed: "Hahahaha, it turned out to be you, a little ghost, but now it seems that it's time to call you a little ghost, isn't it, Kan Cangshan?"

The old beggar sneered. He pointed to the ghost and sneered with his crutch and said, "Gui Ming, our whole village treated you to Chicheng in vain. I didn't expect you to treat us like this. If I hadn't been hiding in the corner at that time, I'm afraid I would have been poisoned by you."

"Tut!" The ghost smacked his tongue, "It's really fate, God's will. I didn't expect that the fish that missed the net that day could jump in front of me today... But Xiaoshan, it seems that you are not doing well, otherwise how can you become so vicissitudes?"

In the face of the ridicule of ghost life, Kan Cangshan did not mind. He just sneered and said, "Everyone has a suitable path for him. Kan Cangshan, I have no talent in martial arts in my life, but I have my own talent in ghosts. I am now a warlock, not a martial artist."

"The Warlock?" The ghost laughed and said, "So what? Whether you are a warlock or a warrior, look at what you look like now. Can you fight me? Is it almost the same as fighting ghosts? Hahahaha!"

"Ha ha, I can't fight you, but someone can fight you, I just need to delay you!" Kan Cangshan sneered.

"What?" The ghost's look changed, "What do you mean by that?" He stared angrily at Kan Cangshan and wanted to tear him to pieces. This hatred seemed to have revived from the memory of sixty-eight years, making his whole body cold.

"Mr. Ghost, I've only been away for a few days. Why did you do such a thing?" Kan Cangshan didn't say anything, but Luo Xingyun's voice appeared behind the ghost.

The ghost turned around and looked at Luo Xingyun and said, "Didn't you go back to retreat?"

"Joke, how can I close the retreat at such a critical moment? I just said it casually, but I didn't expect you to believe it?" Luo Xingyun sneered.

Luo Xingyun left Xumi Mountain and returned to the Blood Demon Palace to do business. When he received the news, he was defeated in the cold night.

"Who told you what happened here?" The ghost was surprised, and he was not surprised, because the whole Sumeryama had completely turned into a sea of walking corpses when he began to act. Except for those who were locked in the cellar, all the others had turned into walking corpses, that is, the disciples of the Blood Demon God Religion that had not changed for the time being, had already been infected with the plague virus.

"It's me." Kan Cangshan looked coldly at the ghost on the ground and said, "I know that I am not your opponent, and our warlocks are not good at fighting, but Master Luo may not be your opponent. If you want to hurt his only son, I think it's better to inform him earlier!"

Kan Cangshan's words angered the ghost's life, and the failure made the ghost's life angry. He roared and suddenly turned into a black fog and rushed to Kan Cangshan and others on the ground.

Kan Cangshan immediately threw away his crutches, made a spell in his hand, and said something in his mouth. Suddenly, translucent souls appeared from nowhere, and they surrounded them in groups of ghosts.

"Do you think Kan Cangshan is such a person who can be taken advantage of by you so easily?" Kan Cangshan sneered.

A gloomy smile suddenly flashed in the ghost's eyes, which made Kan Cangshan's heart awe-ins. He suddenly said, "No, Master Luo, be careful!"

Sure enough, before Kan Cangshan finished speaking, the ghost had turned around, and his whole body rushed to Luo Xingyun like lightning. In an instant, he banged seven or 49 fists at him, all hitting the key points.

Kan Cangshan was originally very close to the ghost life, and the fist of the ghost life was very fast, so he couldn't avoid it for a while. He was hit by the ghost life from mid-air to the ground and fell into the corpse group.

"Hahaha, what can Luo Xingyun do to me?" When the ghost saw Luo Xingyun fall into the corpse group, he couldn't help but look up and laugh wildly, "Since then, I am the only one in the world!"

However, before the ghost's smile lasted long, he heard a loud noise from the ground. Countless mutilated limbs were knocked out of the ground and turned into a bloody rain all over the sky, while Luo Xingyun rushed out of the ground like a flying eagle and rushed to the ghost life wrapped in a fishy smell.

In mid-air, Luo Xingyun sacrificed an iron fan, and the fan turned into a curved machete and cut off the waist of the ghost.

The cultivation of Luo Xingyun and the ghost life is comparable. The battle between them can be said to be evenly matched. When the ghost life saw the iron fan coming, he had to flee in a hurry.