I use the fox fairy to suppress all ghosts

The force of the opponent's long spear sweeping over made me feel no pain, only a tingling feeling, as if my whole body was falling apart.

I didn't know what was going on, but the person rose into the air and fell back.

I thought I would fall on all fours, but I didn't expect that a big hand suddenly appeared from behind, hugged me around the waist, removed the strong force from my body, and put me on the ground.

"Let the poor come and meet Wang Tuozhu." Master Yang Qing held a whisk in his hand and walked slowly towards Wang Haoyu.

After landing, my feet were still unsteady, and I sat down on the ground directly, my internal organs rolled over for a while, feeling unbearably depressed.

This guy is indeed much stronger than Chen Dongxiao, and I can't handle a single move.

The disparity in strength is too great.

In front of this kind of old Jianghu, I am still too immature, my age is not as long as other people's practice, so how can I beat it.

Even if it is a plug-in, no one has a deep background.

Sitting on the ground and resting for a while, the tumbling evil spirit wandered through my body, helping me relieve the pain from my body.

As Gu Haoran's master, Master Yangqing is definitely a powerful existence.

It is most suitable for him to face Wang Haoyu.

Facing Daoist Yangqing, Wang Haoyu's expression suddenly became more serious.

"I've heard for a long time that Master Yangqing of Shangqing Palace has a profound cultivation base and is a rare master. Today Wang will learn about Master Yangqing's brilliant moves." Wang Haoyu said in a deep voice.

"I don't dare to be a master, but it's okay to hit you." Master Yangqing pointed at Wang Haoyu with his whisk in his hand.

Wang Haoyu didn't talk nonsense, the water and fire gun in his hand flicked, and the whistling wind could be heard in his ears.

After a while, Wang Haoyu came to Yangqing's side, a little water and fire gun, killing people.

I was also amazed by that method, his marksmanship has reached a level of proficiency, when it is displayed, it is unpredictable and superb, only the shadow of the spear is flickering, and the person and the spear are directly integrated into one, sweeping, chopping, Dot pricking... Every stroke and every style gives people a sense of beauty of strength.

However, Master Yangqing is not easy to deal with, his most powerful method is the Qiqiao Heart Locking Sword, but when dealing with Wang Haoyu, he didn't even take out the sword, he just used the whisk in his hand to fight the enemy.

The moves he uses are the kind of methods that use softness to overcome rigidity. The whisk in his hand swings left and right. No matter how fierce the opponent's moves are, they are easily resolved by the whisk in his hand.

That movement was light and elegant, like a stroll in a garden, as if he could predict what trick Wang Haoyu would perform next, and he could always resolve it in advance.

Even though Wang Haoyu's moves were fierce, they were all intercepted by the whisk in his hand.

Sometimes, the long spear in Wang Haoyu's hand would be entangled by Yangqing's fly whisk, and it would swim away with his strength.

As expected of Daoist Yangqing, he is indeed very powerful.

The two started to fight, and quickly fought with more than a dozen moves. It was hard to tell the winner, but I can clearly feel that the cultivation base of Master Yangqing is far higher than Wang Haoyu, and it will be a matter of time before he is overthrown.

But I suddenly thought, this Wang Haoyu has an elder brother named Wang Wuji, who is much stronger than him.

But I didn't see his figure, and I don't know if he is in the Yudong branch.

Right now, I don't care too much, because all the horses and horses at the helm of Yudong sub-helm have swarmed, and more than a dozen people have already rushed towards me.

It was probably because Wang Haoyu shot me away, thinking that I had been severely injured, and wanted to come over and pinch me as a soft persimmon.

After taking a deep breath, I stood up immediately.

It was another fierce battle, and I had to keep fighting.

At this time, the Zuo envoy named Zhang Zihao had already been stopped by three or four old Taoists from Shangqing Palace.

Yuan Kong and the sloppy Taoist were also besieged by many people.

Facing a group of people rushing towards me, I directly slapped the Tiangang seal, and released Sister Na and the ghost couple.

"Dinner is ready." I greeted.

In an instant, a few groups of auras of different colors flew out of the Tiangang seal, turned into human shapes, and went straight to kill those who rushed towards me.

The fiercest one is Sister Na.

As soon as it appeared, countless black long hairs wandered around, entangled directly towards those people.

Aiming at the few people at the helm of Yudong in front, Sister Bie Na's black hair was torn apart, it was too horrible to look at.

I also carried the Shengxie Sword, followed by Mei Ling, and rushed towards the crowded place.

The scuffle has begun, whether we can survive or not depends on our luck.

Each of us is under great pressure, facing enemies dozens of times our size.

It has to be said that those old Taoists in Shangqing Palace are still very fierce.

I saw three veterans forming a sword formation, which was like a meat grinder.

The three veterans cooperated with each other, and anyone who was targeted by them was quickly killed by their swords.

On my side, I still used the old sixth's style of play. First, I swayed a wave of mahogany nails, and while the other party was in a hurry, I directly activated the power of the ice soul, freezing all of them into ice lumps .

Although there are a lot of opponents, the ordinary disciples of the Yudong sub-helm are indeed very average. Even if any old Taoist from the Shangqing Palace is picked up, they can easily beat ten.

In less than 5 minutes of fighting here, thirty or forty people at the helm of the eastern Henan sub-helm were chopped to the ground by us.

The sloppy Taoist priest, the sixth child, kept urging the power of the green soul, entangled those people's legs, making it difficult for them to move.

What was even more powerful was Kassan, who kept walking among the crowd. He was like a head harvesting machine, a killer without emotion.

Seeing that the dead people were almost gone, the sloppy Taoist priest took out the corpse control bell, shook it lightly in his hand, and chanted a few incantations silently. In a short time, more than 20 zombies with complete corpses were ejected from the ground. White hair grew out of his body.

These zombies played an important role in turning the tide of the battle, and rushed directly to fight among the densest crowd.

They jumped at people when they saw them, and after they turned over, they opened their mouths and bit off their necks, and this thing was invulnerable, even if the swords in the hands of those people greeted them, they would not be able to hurt them at all.

If the fight continues according to this situation, we will probably wipe out all the people at the helm of Eastern Henan.

Seeing this scene, my confidence was greatly increased, and I kept urging Shen Xiao Jiuli to dodge behind each enemy, one sword at a time, and ended the opponent's life.

As people continue to fall, there are fewer and fewer enemies.

But at this time, I suddenly found a person appeared on a big tree not far away, holding a long gun in his hand, and beside him lay the civet cat, who was looking towards Yang Qingzhen. He looked in the direction of the person.