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At the beginning, the White Ghost King didn't realize how powerful Chu He's combat awareness and cooperation with a third-rank peak Confucianist would be.

The twelve ghost kings, except for the spirit ghost king who fought before the battle of Liangjie Mountain 20 years ago, have not really fought against the human race for hundreds of years.

Since the semi-sages of the human race fell completely, and there were only two top-level Confucians left, the ghost king had completely given up research on the human race.

No one will study what kind of threat the bugs that they can trample to death at any time will pose to them.

The same is true for ghost repair.

So the White Ghost King acted normally when he was in the ghost world, but suddenly found that he was hit hard by a fourth-rank talent and a third-rank peak Confucian.

In an instant, hit hard!

Chu He stepped back ten meters away, put away Fang Yuedun, and before the White Ghost King could react, he suddenly read a sentence in classical Chinese.

"Ten years of sharpening a sword, Frost Edge has never been tried."

"Show the king today, who has any injustice!"

While you are sick, I will kill you!

From the sound of classical Chinese, the White Ghost King was still in a state of complete inability to recover.

The sword intent soared to the sky, and he had already rushed in front of the White Ghost King.

The words that the White Ghost King wanted to swear just now were blocked behind his long tongue, and then he let out a strange cry, his ghostly aura suddenly gathered, and he completely gave up attacking, even the two ghost kings around him ignored it, trying to block it handle sword.

Tsk, combat experience is not as good as Feng Zishu.

Chu He sneered in his heart, and stabbed down with a sword.

Normally speaking, although the White Ghost King suffered heavy injuries, relying on his strong body and control over ghost energy, he should give up defense or give up part of his injuries in an effort to shoot Chu He to death.

This kind of action, on the contrary, would cause some troubles to Chu He who didn't want to exchange injuries for injuries, forcing Chu He to withdraw his sword and stand up.

Afterwards, the White Ghost King could stabilize his position, and then fully deal with Long Xi who was already in front of him just to cooperate with Chu He.

As long as Longxi can be severely injured, the resilience of the human race is far inferior to that of the ghost king, and Longxi will have no fighting power in a short time.

But giving up attacking and blindly defending is tantamount to giving Chu He the opportunity in vain.

If the rhythm of the battle falls into the rhythm of Chu He, it will be even more difficult to get out of it.

With a bang, Chu He stabbed into the thick ghost aura with a sword.

Chu He was not able to pierce the ghost aura of a peak ghost king. Countless ghost aura directly devoured all the literary qi and sword intent above Xinjian Wusu.

But Chu He was already prepared, and at the moment when the sword was submerged in ghost energy, he gave a soft drink.

"burst!"

boom!

There was a muffled thunder.

The heart sword was filled with ghost energy, and the remaining literary energy lingering on the long sword suddenly exploded.

The remaining sword intent that has not been swallowed suddenly moves towards the bee pupae around it like a sharp sword.

Many sword intents were devoured by the recovered ghost energy just after being exploded, but some sword intents pierced straight into the body of the White Ghost King.

The White Ghost King screamed again, turned into anger, and slapped Chu He with his palm.

How could Chu He be hurt so easily by him? With a word of classical Chinese, he had already dodged behind the White Ghost King.

"Kill a person in ten steps, and never stay behind!"

A line of classical words fell, and the sharp edge of the long sword pointed directly at the head of the White Ghost King.

Just a Setsuna, the long tongue in the White Ghost King's mouth, like a whip, suddenly began to circle around the head.

In an instant, a shield like a rattan plate was formed, wrapping the head at 360 degrees.

Chu He's long sword fell, but he couldn't cut off those wriggling long tongues at all.

The sharp sword intent slashed down, touching the squirming flesh and blood, but it was like hitting metal.

This is the huge body of Wang Qiang, the peak ghost.

Chu He smashed his mouth, and felt for the first time that the body of the first-rank peak ghost king was really as strong as an opening.

The next moment, the White Ghost King suddenly let go of his long tongue, and a crack appeared in the rattan plate formed by the wriggling tongue.

A huge ghostly aura rushed out suddenly and hit Chu He.

The sword Wusu trembled in the center of Chu He's hand, and he lifted the sword to shield his chest, while at the same time protecting his body with righteous energy, and pouring literary energy into the sword body.

With a bang, the majestic ghost aura like a war hammer hit the heart sword Wusu in Chu He's hand heavily.

For a moment, Chu He felt a tremor in Wen Xin, and Xin Jian Wu Su almost couldn't hold it in his hand, and suddenly flew backwards.

The counterattack of the first rank ghost king is not easy to bear.

The moment Chu He flew upside down, the rattan shield formed by the White Ghost King's long tongue slowly released, and a smug expression appeared in his eyes.

"The dangerous mountain is like climbing a hundred-foot building, and you can see all kinds of wonders."

"Floating life is too busy, and everything must rest in a quiet place."

With a bang, a piece of classical Chinese suddenly appeared, and the gathered literary energy was like a long dragon, straight into the face of the White Ghost King.

At this moment, the White Ghost King was looking at Chu He with a smug smile.

Chu He grinned slightly, also chuckling.

boom!

The White Ghost King didn't have time to block this classical Chinese, and was forcefully blasted into the gap of the rattan card that was just loosened.

The White Ghost King, who had been severely injured by Chu He and Long Xi's joint efforts, screamed again, with a messy ghostly aura, and kept rushing towards the surroundings.

In the next moment, a classical Chinese sounded in the sky.

"Don't you see, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky, rushing to the sea and never returning."

"Don't you see, Gaotang Mingjing's sad white hair is like blue silk in the morning and snow in the evening."

The ghost king, who was constantly fighting with the ghost emperor, was shocked when he heard this classical Chinese.

On the day of the ghost world, after Chu He read this classical Chinese, the appearance of the saint was triggered.

Is Chu He going to trigger the appearance of a saint again?

Although the possibility of the human race triggering the appearance of a saint is very small, but in Chu He's case, the Spirit Ghost King thinks it is very big.

After meeting only twice, Chu He triggered two sage apparitions.

One time he severely wounded the other spirit ghost king, and the other time he directly obliterated the snake ghost king.

This is the third meeting, and it is still such a critical time, especially at the side of the half-step Juggernaut, it seems that it is not too much for Chu He to trigger the appearance of a saint again.

It was such a momentary thought that the Ghost King's thoughts slowed down a bit.

And it was such a point that the ghost emperor took the opportunity.

With a bang, the Spirit Ghost King was sent flying by the direct ghost energy.

Chu He, who was in mid-air, yelled loudly after reading the classical Chinese.

This time there were only two classical Chinese sentences, Chu He didn't think he could trigger the appearance of a saint.

But for a white ghost king who has been severely injured, has a messy ghost aura, and has fallen into madness, these two sentences that gather most of the literary energy in Chu He's body are enough.

Not enough to kill ghosts, but enough to seriously injure.

In the next moment, his literary energy was soaring, and his sword intent was soaring.

In the next moment, Chu He appeared in front of the White Ghost King.

The heart sword is Wusu, like a long dragon, slashing down fiercely.

But this sword did not strike the White Ghost King.

boom!