I kill ghosts and gods with martial arts

Chapter 39 Marathon

boom! ! !
The terrifying sound of air explosions exploded again, mixed with the shouts of human warriors, even so, it was difficult to cover up the sinister wind that was blowing to the bone!

The ghastly coldness, surrounded by the sounds of pain and wailing, seems to be dozens of innocent dead, who are whispering in detail unwilling to despair, praying that there will be one person who can save them from this endless death. After torture, it was like nourishment being continuously squeezed out of the resentment that diffused hatred!

That's not an illusion.

With a body like a fierce tiger, a short sword like claws, and his qi and blood arousing like a ball of flames, Wu Mour heard it when he collided with Wu Pangui again.

He heard Lao Huang's voice.

Not only Lao Huang, but also other people, people he didn't know, seemed to be heard from Wu Pan's bright red face.

Wrapped with the sharp Duanyu Jin, every fierce collision of Wu Dao's qi, blood and Yin qi is like pouring hot oil on cold water. His hands are frozen by the Yin qi so that his hands are temporarily in severe pain, and Wu Pangui will also make complicated noises as if he is split and disordered. Whining and roaring!
Qi and strength are united, and strength follows the blood!

Wu Mourn stored energy like drawing a bow, and released energy like releasing an arrow. During the process of mobilizing his energy and blood, he had already grasped the rhythm of his breathing, and his momentum was as mighty as a lion and a tiger!
Facing the erratic Wu Pan ghost, he walked nimbly and punched out the front of the terrifying ghost, trying to meet the enemy from the side.

quick!very fast!
The floating Wu Pan ghost seemed not to be bound by gravity and inertia. When Wu Mour was hit from the side with his blood force, he could twist his waist and ignore most of the force, and fiercely grabbed Wu Mour's head!
Swish!
This grab brushed Wu Mourn's outer circle, and the wind that it brought about was no less than the wind of his fist.The sharp claws of the ghost happened to rub against the wall of one side of the building, and it easily lifted a large piece of masonry, chasing and evading Wu Miao like a rainstorm, and the row of paw prints left on the spot was extremely shocking .

Ghosts seem to be illusory, but they can actually pull a lot of power, and they can disturb the mind, killing you with a deadly chill all the time.

Wu Gong, whose qi and blood were five times higher than that of ordinary people, could hardly resist the wounded Wu Sangui.

To know the current Wu Mourning, he judges that his actual combat power should be close to that of first-class warriors. It may not be as good as those peak warriors, but it is definitely not far behind.

And the martial arts ghost in front of him...

'When not injured, at least it is a ghost in the Qizang realm! '

Being crushed along the wall all the way to the corner by the ferocious and violent force, Wu Mourn stepped on the wall directly, and the swallow turned around and jumped over Wu Sangui's head, with Tai Ah in his hand pointing down.

The shining short sword Tai'a sword has a tip like a bird's beak.

Quickly and ruthlessly hit Wu Pangui's head hard!
Snapped! !

Instantly!There was a violent explosion at the place where the weapon's evil spirit and Yin Qi touched, and one could see wisps of cold-glowing evil energy rushing towards the Yin Qi without fear of death.
Landing on the ground, Wu Mourning flipped his wrist.

Tai'a suddenly drew a beautiful arc in the dark night, and the tip of the sword pierced into the back of Wu Pangui's head with a puff!It seemed to be inserted into a piece of rotten and muddy dead wood!
This time it was a more terrifying explosion.

Wu Mourning was in severe pain from the freezing, and the sword-wielding hand was repeatedly chilled by the force of the confrontation, and he himself was pushed several meters away with difficulty.

And Wu Pan, who was wounded by Tai Ah, pretended to be a madman, and bombarded the surroundings indiscriminately for a while, the bricks and stones shattered and splashed, and the Yin Qi spread wildly towards the surroundings like money, forcing Wu Miao to retreat a certain distance again.

Panting, Wu Gong, whose lungs seemed to be blowing a bellows, was finally able to take a breath.

Just a minute into the life-and-death fight, his spirit was tense to the limit, and the blood energy in his body was overloaded. When he relaxed a little, he felt numbness and pain everywhere in his body, and his flesh and blood were scorched by Yin Qi. Although the vicious yin qi can be dispelled by the blood qi, minor wounds will still remain.

The impact of these minor injuries on Wu Mourning is still very significant!

After Wu Pangui bumped around in pain, he finally stopped.

Its body shape has been severely disordered, and it can barely maintain a twisted and hideous human figure, especially on the head, there are five or six painful and wailing human facial features squeezed together and flowing slowly.

The Yin Qi kept leaking out, Wu Pangui was wounded by Tai Ah in three places, it seemed that it could not be repaired for the time being.

Wu Pangui's eyes regained some clarity.

Maybe it was woken up by being poked by Tai Ah, although it was injured, it was no longer the irrational beast just now, a pair of white eyes locked on Wu Mour's body.Especially when it fell on Tai Ah, which was hidden behind the wrist, it seemed that Tai Ah was the most threatening to it.

Even higher than Wu Mourning's own strength and blood!
This spiritual weapon can indeed effectively hurt ghosts, and it is more convenient and effective than the current limitation of Qi and blood!

Wu Mourn breathed out slowly, changed his sword hand, and turned to the defensive posture of carrying the sword forward.

Thirteen Swords in the Battle - Plum Dianxue!

The plum blossom touches the snow, and the sword blossoms three times, using offense as defense, focusing on the enemy's eyebrows, eyes, and throat.Wu Sanggui's key point is obviously in the head, Wu Mourn plans to use Tai'a to focus on this area!

'How dark is this thing? '

During the brief stalemate, Wu Mourn couldn't help muttering in his heart when he saw Wu Pangui who didn't see much decline.

From the beginning of the fight to the present, they have torn down at least half of the street's wall, and at least half of their strength has been consumed, but Wu Sangui seems to have not changed.

Is this the ghost of Qizang Realm?

Even if he was injured, he was wounded a few places by qi, blood and evil spirit when he moved his hands, but he didn't mean to be seriously injured.If the ghost was intact, Wu Mourn felt that he might have difficulty holding out even a few moves.

Wu Mourn licked his dry lips.

Seeing Wu Pangui who seemed to have recovered some of his brain, he made a frivolous provocative gesture.

Although Wu Pangui, who was distracted by Tai'a, regained his intelligence, but in fact, he did not recover much. When Wu Gong provoked it, he immediately showed his terrifying fangs.

Then Wu Pangui's right hand swayed.

A long sword composed of yin qi took shape quickly, almost in the blink of an eye, a phantom of a long sword of yin qi was placed on its right hand, and blood dripped continuously from the long sword. Faces of people crying in pain can be seen.

This sudden change made Wu Mourn's hairs stand on end!

Ghosts and gods not only have brute force.

There are also spells.

And obviously this is the spell of Wu Sangui!

I don't know anything about this Wu Sentence Ghost Spell Wu Mourning, but the deadly threat has been magnified to an extreme, as if someone is screaming in the ear with a tweeter!

He let out a battle roar, and then turned around decisively to distance himself.

Run a marathon with Wu Pangui.

(End of this chapter)