Chapter 115 Famous
Chapter 115 Famous
"The three kings gathered together, thousands of ghosts obeyed, and those who disobeyed died!" The dust on the small slope covered the sky, and there was a hoarse roar in the dust. The sound was extremely masculine, like a hot wind sweeping down, which shocked these ghost soldiers. The defeated soldiers who were not blocked by the boulder in front of them fled, like birds and beasts, and even dared to look back to see what had happened.
Zhou Yisheng touched his neck, and his voice was almost hoarse. After listening to Tang's advice, he did not ask the ghost soldiers to help scare him, but roared alone. Even if his voice was very small, it was a very obvious deterrent for the Yin soldiers. Looking at the growing team behind him, the fatigue in Zhou Yisheng's body gradually disappeared. These ghost soldiers are all thorny! I didn't expect that it was so easy for human beings to lead the team to recruit ghost soldiers, but they drew a few runes with yang blood, patted them into their heads, and were immediately imprisoned. If they dared to resist at all, they could be burned to death by yang blood.
From more than 50 people at the beginning to more than 200 now, they are all elite! Many weak soldiers collected in the forest have been drawn to live souls by these direct lines and melted into the purest yin qi they advanced. Now more than 2,000 ghost soldiers under the small slope are the strongest souls. Although it is impossible to completely collect them with blood sacrifice, with more than 200 direct lines, Zhou Yisheng believes that the discipline team like an arm can easily disperse them, and then allow benefits to collect them.
But the benefits are ahead, and they need to harvest by themselves. Zhou Yisheng stretched his waist hard, stretched his spine, and suddenly made a fried bean-like explosion. The crackling sound sounded in the ghost soldiers, but it was like thunder, which was called a real man.
"Kill! Come with me to take the soul!" Zhou Yisheng bit his finger and quickly turned out a few ghost charms in the palm of his hand. These were taught by ghost scholars. With him as a clerk, it became very easy to deal with ghost soldiers. However, without the supplement of Yang Qi, Zhou Yisheng's face turned a little pale because he lost too much blood.
The rune in his hand met the gloomy ghost soldiers below, lit up a faint golden light, and patted an oncoming ghost soldier. The ghost soldier was more than ten feet tall, with blue-faced fangs, and a pair of narrow eyes with cold eagle-like eyes. He looked at the oncoming Zhou Yisheng disdainfully. His bloody mouth wide open and waved his hands. The shabby bronze knife is the first ghost soldier with weapons faced by Zhou Yisheng.
Under the broken copper knife, the wind roared. Zhou Yisheng suddenly ran forward, and the speed was several times faster. For example, the cheetah pounced, and his body passed under the copper knife. The palm with runes patted under the abdomen of the blue-faced ghost. Suddenly, the golden light in the palm of his hand rushed into the abdomen of the green-faced ghost like a spring. It took a long time. In fact, in the blink of an eye, the blue-faced ghost flew backwards and fell to the ground with continuous blue light in his body, accompanied by painful twitches.
The bloody rune in Zhou Yisheng's palm immediately faded a little and couldn't help thinking, "It's easy to fight ghosts, but my blood is not easy to come!" He picked up the tattered bronze knife on the ground. Although it was tattered, at least it was a ghost's weapon and could fight ghosts. The rag bronze knife in his hand was held with some bone-piercing coldness in his hand. He flicked the blade and made a dragon-like soft sound. He raised the knife and chopped at another short kid, such as cutting tofu. The short kid was split in half and circled around Zhou Yisheng.
"Ghosts are not killed like this. They need to use yang qi or extract living souls." The ghost scholar watched Zhou Yisheng be entangled by the kid who was divided into two halves on the hillside and couldn't help shouting.
It seems that this is the reason why the ten temple masters use people as leaders! Although the little ghost was very difficult to deal with, Zhou Yisheng couldn't help sighing like this. The hand painted with the ghost charm was rubbed hard on the blade, and the blade was immediately wrapped in blood. The bronze knife suddenly split back. The two little ghosts screamed, burning blue smoke into one, and fell to tremble.
"Haha! Why don't you run away?" Zhou Yisheng stepped forward and stepped on the ground, smiling with some rampant smell.
"Kill!" The situation changed dazzlingly quickly. Although the elites among the more than 200 elites were strong, they rushed to extract their souls to strengthen themselves at the first time, so they did not fight back the 2,000 ghost soldiers who were also elites. The trapped beasts were still fighting, and they fought back fiercely before death, like a heavy fist that made Zhou Yisheng could not find the direction. Two thousand defeated elite soldiers rushed to the hillside with more than 200 ghost soldiers.
Zhou Yisheng followed in a daze. Did he fail like this? A moment ago, he was still stepping on the head of a ghost soldier under his feet. At this moment, he was submerged by the tide-like soldiers. His 200 elites! Looking at the top of the slope getting closer and closer, Zhou Yisheng's heart was as painful as a knife. After going up, his team was a disaster, and there was no chance to turn over.
Who has the ability to turn the tide? Only I cut the edge immediately. In order to gather the 200 elites who finally gathered, Zhou Yisheng was forced into a desperate situation like a financial fan. Finally, he turned around and jumped down with a knife. Although the move was old, it was rejuvenated, like a fierce tiger going down the mountain, tearing the two ghost soldiers in front and back with one knife and shouted: " Kill me! The soul of life..." As soon as the foot fell to the ground, the bronze knife swept from left to right. The knife was fierce and brought a large area of wind, causing the defeated soldiers to stagger, making the defeated soldiers to move forward.
Zhou Yisheng's collapsed soldiers had no intention of stopping at all. They were still buried in running. Occasionally, a few bold ghost soldiers turned their heads and watched. When they saw Zhou Yisheng killed the defeated soldiers, they were worried. After all, they dared not think of such behavior. One person blocked 2,000 elites. No wonder he could be their leader, which was indeed extraordinary. The place!
After all, hell is not in the world. Zhou Yisheng can't remember anything about hell in his memory. Now the lively war makes him no longer panic. This is also to make up for the instability brought about by the rapid growth of cultivation. His moves are more and more condensed, but at this time, he is supported by a long breath. If he knows that there is no ghost behind him. If the soldiers follow, I'm afraid they will turn around and escape immediately! However, this misunderstanding will eventually make him a glory in hell.
Zhou Yisheng became more and more fierce, the sweat wet his back, and the heat rose like a pillar. The three feet of land no longer dared to get close to him, and another swarm of bees of bees surged up together. Zhou Yisheng was murderous and happy. The bronze knife was wiped on his hand again, and the bright red blood was covered with bronze knives. The long knife stabbed straight out, stirring with the knife, stirring hard, and the blood was shining. Suddenly, several oncoming little ghosts were forced back. The slightly short knife handle reversed, like an arm was thrown out, and the blade turned a big circle at the speed to the extreme speed. Suddenly, Zhou Yisheng's surroundings were neatly empty.
There are many unruly ghosts in the defeated soldiers, and even the unruly people once did not pay attention to the orders of the former commander, slowly moved forward with their brothers, and took the order of the urgent march as a deaf ear, so they kept so many teams, but these are just Just a small part. Just now, these ghost soldiers were able to fight back, and the role of these ghost soldiers was to steam uncooked copper peas and sticky cowhide candy.
There is a ghost no matter where he rushes, there will always be many strong yin soldiers around him. This ghost solids his body with some strong yang, which is unique before. He looked at the brave Zhou Yisheng but was not afraid at all. Instead, he showed some interest, as if the cat was looking at the mouse. The reason why Zhou Yisheng's 200 elites did not suddenly disperse the 2,000 undisciplined soldiers, among which he also played a great role.
And beside this ghost general, there is also a ghost general, wearing a white book gown, with a pair of ink landscape pictures on his chest, holding a sword, which looks elegant and dusty. The ghost dressed as a scholar's eyes were very peaceful, like a vast lake, and he was not as respectful as other ghost soldiers with strong masculinity. He stroked the scabbard and pulled out half of the sword body, and the cold light shot.
"All the way! Don't play with your sword. I know you are unconvinced, but if you are willing to accept the bet, you have to be my servant for three months and say that you won't lose your face. Do you want to make another bet that I can clean up this person if I don't take action. If you win, I'll let you go. If you lose, continue to be my servant for three months. Although the ghost name Yang dares not be known to everyone in hell, it is like thunder under the hands of King Bian Cheng. The ghost is famous for his heroism and gambling. He gathered a large number of brothers to work for him willingly, and the ghost sword is famous for his fastness. Almost no one has ever seen him pull all his swords out of its sheath, and almost all the people he has seen died under his sword. It is extremely fierce and unusual. Although it is a little exaggerated, it is enough. Seeing that he came out of his sword so fast.
The real name of the ghost sword is Dongfang. It is said that in order to find the true meaning of the sword, he went to the east one by one. Finally, one day, he suddenly saw the beauty of the morning sun. From then on, he sat down and realized. The most strange thing is that he did not know whether he had found the true meaning of swordsmanship. Suddenly, he laughed and said wildly, "I am invincible, invincible!" Unbeaten!" After three undefeated calls, he waved his sword and committed suicide. From then on, he dominated one side in hell. Many of his enemies in hell guessed that he was indeed invincible and was afraid of feeling lonely, so he went to hell to look for his former deceased.
The ghost sword smiled and said, "What's wrong with gambling? It's a pleasure to bet on your reputation. But it's a pity..."
"What a pity!" Gui Yang asked doubtfully.
"It's a pity that there is no wine and meat, and it's even more a pity that there are no melon seeds and benches. These are all great weapons to watch the bustle!" The handsome face of the ghost sword is flying. Thinking of the time when he was young, he watched the heroes' martial arts competition at the door of the house. His favorite thing was to move a small bench, take some melon seeds and slowly kowtow, and talk about the happy things in life!
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Yisheng has returned to school and settled down. He no longer runs around and has no Internet. Today, Yisheng is very happy and guilty to see that he has not lost one in his collection. After all, he owes you a lot of chapters in the two months of vacation. Starting from today, two chapters a day will not be broken. Let's fill in the previous one. If there is a lot of time on weekdays, it will be updated. Thank you. I'm sorry for the inconvenience caused to you, thank you.