Chapter 364 Silver Ghost 9

The bats flying all over the sky covered their vision, and countless sound flapping their wings converged into a fierce wind, covering up all the sounds. Qin Yan's breathing was disturbed by the strong wind, and the bloody smell filled his nose. He regained some strength, but the bats became more crazy, and a large number of them launched a suicide attack on him fearlessly.

If it were any other person in the village, there would be no place to die under such a fierce impact. But Qin Yan is none other than others. His sword has infected countless bones and blood. No matter how weak and small lives are filled, it is just a presumptuous killing.

With a long and monotonous sword wave, his mind and body began to numb. Physical strength passed quickly, and fatigue surged into my heart. I am at a loss and can't see the hope of victory. Qin Yan had no choice but to be dragged into a gamble, betting on his own life. Either kill hundreds of thousands of ghosts, or be buried in the sea of bats and fall into hell forever.

At this moment, he is immersed in the endless night, and all he can see is the flash of sword spirit and the withering of fleshy wings.

I don't know how long it took for the bats to become sparse, and he finally saw a little light from the outside world. However, there is still time to breathe a sigh of relief. A strange laugh followed the harsh roar of the bat and sounded from the rear, as if talking about the excitement of long-cherished wishes, and couldn't wait to enjoy the blood and meat in the world.

It was too late to capture the enemy's trajectory with his eyes. Qin Yan heard a sharp sound of breaking the air approaching the back of his head, and the blood in his chest began to rush, converging in his fingertips into a blood-red sword spirit and cut into the void. The wind suddenly turned, and a sharp sound broke out in an instant, shooting half a circle around Qin Yan like electricity, leaving a hazy shadow in his vision.

The hurried fingertip sword spirit seemed to cut the soft part of the other party, and it could not be judged which part it fell on. But the enemy did not hum, and the vague figure flashed towards Qin Yan.

The speed of the other party's attack was frighteningly fast. Before Qin Yan could see its appearance, it appeared in front of him like a momentary movement. Qin Yan waved his sword, and the monster moved horizontally. The speed was not slower than the blade. His chattering strange laughter penetrated all kinds of sword shadows and pierced Qin Yan's eardrums. A palm shadow in the lightning stone gently touched his shoulder, and the soft and cold force poured in and staggered him back.

The ferocious laughter of the monster condensed in the quiet space. Qin Yan stepped back a few steps, and the monster had caught up again. Qin Yan snorted coldly and looked at its red eyes. The two rushed to each other at the same time. In an instant, the cold frost shattered, the gold and iron roared, and the fierce collision unfolded like a storm. After a while, the figure separated, Qin Yan stepped back two steps, and the figure of the monster in front of him fell down.

No matter how fast it is, it is just an ignorant fool. In the dense sword array, it gradually found itself trapped in a trap, and there was no way back, but to lead the neck and kill.

Qin Yan took a few breaths, and the wave-like roar in his ears gradually calmed down. At this time, he noticed the movement of the outside world.

Through the sparse group of bats, he saw that the grizzly bear and Ye Ying were fighting fiercely.

The grizzly bear made a low and irritable roar in his throat, and his fists waved wildly, but he could not touch the corners of Ye Yingru's clothes. On the contrary, when he was knocked out and had no new strength, he had a few more swords on his body. Ye Yingru pierced his chest with a sword, forced him into half an inch, and was blocked by the muscles and bones as stiff as iron rock.

I thought it was just a matter of being captured, but it was so embarrassed by the prey. The grizzly bear's irritable heart was so fierce that it suddenly bowed down and trembled sharply.

Only a huge roar resounded through the village, and the magnificent silver-gray turbid fog spread down, and one of the unusually tall figures changed from pitching toyang, shouting to the sky. His huge body soared three feet in an instant, like a warcraft alienation, and suddenly rushed out, and the rapid momentum was unstoppable.

Ye Yingru quickly dodged away, only feeling that the roaring wind made her unable to breathe. Just after the two made a mistake, the long sword in her hand slanted towards the grizzly bear's left shoulder, but she only felt a strong surge, which made her wrist ache, and she could hardly hold the sword in her hand.

' Just wiped it, just like this power. If you are hit head-on, I'm afraid...' Ye Yingru can imagine that she was hit into a ball of meat mud.

What frightened her was that the grizzly bear was obviously faster than just now. Although it is not as good as her, it can pose a great threat to her. Her attack has completely useless to the grizzly bear, but will hurt herself. In this case, this is really a desperate battle.

Ye Yingru took a deep breath and suppressed her panic. Next is a dance on the tip of the knife.

The grizzly bear rushed out several meters away, roared, stepped heavily, and turned around. The table next to him was only stepped on by two steps apart, and then it broke apart with a click.

He still wanted to continue to rush, when his eyes flashed, and a frost-white blade suddenly hit his side. It is a sharp entity condensed by sword gas, which is enough to cut steel and crack iron. The grizzly bear disdained it, roared and waved its arm to hit it. At the same time, it took its steps and wanted to run forward. In his eyes, there was only a slightly panicked girl in front of her, and there was the blood of a phoenix that made him salivate.

The rotten heart is occupied by greed and has lost its sense of smell of death. So he was wrong, ridiculously wrong.

The sword spirit from the side actually had extraordinary power, piercing his bones without hindrance and then came out from the other side of his wrist. The grizzly roared and stopped. His huge body leaned back and punched the head and face of the person holding the sword. Qin Yan flashed his fist on one side and moved closer to the giant beast within half a step. With a burst of rapid beating, the sword spirit glowed out of frosty white light, leaving countless deep marks on his body.

The grizzly bear's huge body was also in pain. He had no choice but to take a few steps back and suddenly ran east to escape. He ran seven or eight steps, and Qin Yan quietly stuck to it, and a thunderous sword light stabbed him in the back of his head. The next moment, he went deep into his skull and penetrated through his eyebrows.

The gray eyes of the grizzly bear bulged out, and the rock-like bones covering his whole body were fragmented, and his tall body fell on the window sill, pressing half of the wall collapsed.

Qin Yan showed a disdainful look on his face, and he cut his sword in the air, and then waved down the plasma on the sword.

"You are also a famous person, and your performance is not as good as a kid!"

Ye Yingru looked at his back, relaxed, took a long breath and opened his mouth to speak. At this time, he only heard a bang behind him, but Qin Hongshi fell to the ground and cried loudly.