For a magic cultivator, fighting with others in close proximity is undoubtedly a dangerous thing. However, the King of Demonic Ghosts does not feel that way. The innate strong body of the Demonic Ghosts is the main reason why it dares to fight with Ye Manshan in close proximity. The suppression of the formation is actually far less than what Ye Manshan thought. The black air surrounding its body is not simply condensed into substantial negative energy. They have long been covered with it, and using their unique techniques is enough to weaken the impact of the formation on it to negligible.

Its sharp ghost claws collided with Ye Manshan's Tang Heng sword from time to time, bursting out sparks. The figures of the two people turned into an afterimage in this small space, colliding violently.

Although Ye Manshan's memories of his previous life did not lack experience in fighting with the Ghost King. However, for Ye Manshan, the Ghost King in front of him, who was wearing inappropriate costumes was the mature body she had really come into contact with for the first time. Unlike the Ghost King she encountered in the woods, the mature body in front of him was too much better than it in terms of momentum and strength.

Moreover, she keenly realized that the influence of the negative emotions was even more tangled than the previous King of Despised Ghosts. All kinds of evil thoughts kept eroding her variously. She gritted her teeth and tried to control the various evil thoughts that kept growing in her heart. Even her little bit of jealousy in her emotional life was exponentially amplified by this negative emotion.

"Manshan, keep your mind in mind and overcome the enemy with all your strength. I will recite the Pure Heart Mantra for you."

Shi Qing's unrest sounded in Ye Manshan's sea of ​​consciousness. Ye Manshan was slightly stunned, and then a series of scriptures came from Shi Qing's mouth.

Ye Manshan could obviously feel relieved, and the evil thoughts that were about to move were relieved a lot under the influence of the Pure Heart Mantra.

But Shi Qing was not as calm as she was. If she hadn't been silently reciting the Qingxin Mantra, the jealousy and jealousy that had grown in her heart would have wished to spontaneously ignite her! Her Qingxin Mantra was not for Ye Manshan herself, nor was she for her. Instead, she was for dozens of great gods in this sea of ​​consciousness. With so many self, each of them was not a fuel-saving lamp!

This means she has no powerful attack method. After all, she existed as a think tank when she was alive. Otherwise, she would have taken control of her body! She gritted her teeth in the sea of ​​consciousness and looked at the King of Despised Ghosts outside. This guy turned her a graceful lady into a jealous woman in her boudoir. How could she bear this tone?

Shi Qing picked up the eyelids and secretly recited the Qingxin Mantra for a short period of time.

Ye Manshan felt that he became more and more angry as he got beaten, especially a violent feeling grew in his heart. Looking at the ghost king in front of him, it seemed as if he had seen a mistress who stole his man, and he had the heart to eat it.

She didn't know why she had such strong emotional fluctuations under the influence of the Qingxin Mantra. But now it's not time to think, she could only instinctively think that it was some strange and ruthless means of the devil-loving ghost king. When she thought about it this way, the tyranny in her heart surged, and she had the idea of ​​slapping the ghost king to death with a slap.

Ye Manshan just felt that she had never expanded like this.

She completely gave up her defense and, under the inexplicable tyranny, began to attack the King Yangui Gui. The sword technique was fierce, one after another. The entire room was covered with emerald green sword light for a moment. It forced the King Yangui Gui Gui retreat so much that he could dodge and retreat quickly, and did not dare to fight him head-on.

The people from the third team were all huddled in a corner of the room, trying to curl up their bodies and reduce their presence.

This man and ghost fight were completely crazy. Xiao Liuzi really wanted them to go out and fight, but at this time, there was no room for him to interrupt. He watched the two of them make the room a disaster. At this moment, there was only a messy cabinet left in the room, and Ye Manshan cut off the top of the furniture.

The bed was smashed, the quilt was cut to pieces by a knife, and it was flying all over the sky. Even the coffee table was broken and inconsistent. The floor in the room was covered with wood chips and furniture fragments. The TV was filled with black smoke and made sizzling sounds. The air conditioner fell to one side, leaving only half of the body left.

Ye Manshan slid through the claws of Yangui Guiwang, rolled the sword light backwards, and rushed towards Yangui Guiwang again.

Wang Nan, who was half sitting on the ground against the wall, watched his shirt roll up by Ye Manshan's sword light. The clothes were divided into two from the center.

"Take me... backwards."

Xiao Liuzi watched his T-shirt turn silently into a chest wrapped around and spread his hands silently. He was already leaning against the wall, so how could he pull it? Where to pull it?

Wang Nan's expression was really a little anxious to cry at this moment.

It's so exciting! It's so exciting! It's so exciting that he almost couldn't bear it.

"Relax your mind! The captain's sword technique is amazing! If you don't believe it, you don't even have a wound on your body..."

Xiao Liuzi stopped talking. He looked up at the sky and tried hard to pretend that he had not seen the bloodline under Wang Nan's chest.

Wang Nan bounced his legs hard and expressed his strong dissatisfaction with his actions. You are almost shrinking into balls, so can't you put me in a ball? It's okay to cut my chest until it's over. If her hand slips and goes down a few dozen centimeters, even if he can go back alive this time, he will not be happy no matter what.

While everyone was depressed, the despised King of Ghosts was even more depressed.

The more I fight, the more frustrated I feel. It feels like both sides are bare-handed, but I have to give someone a knife! It’s just that I’m looking for abuse by myself. But, what about other negative emotions? I’ve asked her to eat them? Haven’t you heard of Yin and Yang Du’s skills?

While it quickly retreated, it held Ye Manshan's sword with one hand again. Although the sharp sword light could be caught by it with its hands, the pain from the hand seemed to tear its ghost claws apart.

That is, Ye Manshan's body now lacks spiritual power. If she had not maintained the output of the formation at the same time, her spiritual power would be a little unsustainable. She could not cut off its palm even if she could not cut off its ghost claws.

The two of them continued to fight, fighting hard to part with each other.

Lu Yao's head never stopped since the beginning of the battle. Her little head turned like a slut, and she did not catch the figures of the two of them. She just barely saw some afterimages and the black and green lights all over the room.

"Oh my god, they are all livestock, they are all livestock! So awesome! Deputy Team, tell me, what are we mortals coming here for? Let's see if they professionally break up their homes?"

"...Shut up! Everyone is qualified to speak, but you don't have it! You chose this task, and you're still going to be shit!" Xiao Liuzi glanced at Lu Yao, and then he regretted it. He shouldn't have spoken this at all! Now, this girl is worried that no one will share her feelings at this moment with her. As soon as she opened her mouth, she would not finish talking.

"I chose the task, but I didn't expect there to be a ghost-loving king here! Besides, things have reached this point, I, I have worked hard without credit!"

Hard work? What kind of hard work does she have? She screamed and turned her back on others. It was what she called hard work? He really couldn't figure out the values ​​of Lu Yao.

What's even more annoying is that she still looked aggrieved.

Xiao Liuzi looked at her deeply, tried hard to restrain her urge and said, "Lu Yao! After going back this time, I will supervise your practice throughout. Don't worry, your foundation is not weak. Under my supervision, I believe that you will be able to make a very big improvement in a very short time."

"Deputy Team, Sixth Brother? Actually, I have always had a secret that I didn't tell you. My mother said that when I was born, I accidentally got my head squeezed by the door..."

She pointed to her head and forced a smile: "So...so, I'm actually a fool! You know, after being squeezed by the door, this brain capacity is seriously insufficient. Sometimes, I can't even remember who you and Brother Nanhua are! Even if you can remember your personal name, you can be so confused? Don't expect me to learn anything! That's purely a blind man who lights the lights and wastes wax!"

"......It's okay, good things are a lot of trouble! If you can't remember them once, we will learn twice. If you can't remember them twice, we will learn three times. Anyway, there is time, and if you don't work, we will deduct your salary! You can remember all the idioms, I have already begun to look at your brain capacity!"

Xiao Liuzi was so upset by her. He was not squeezed by the door, so he knew what he meant. He had seen a self-deprecating person, but it was the first time he had seen him who made himself so mean.

A violent tremor suddenly came from the hotel walls, interrupting the conversation between the two.

The Tang Heng knife in Ye Manshan's hand suddenly became bigger and held it in her hand as a racket. She pulled the devil and ghost king to the wall with one knife, and directly embedded her entire body into the wall.

Everyone looked at the scene in front of them in amazement, and opened their mouths one by one, unable to believe the scene in front of them. Ye Manshan's attack was so powerful that it was completely beyond everyone's imagination. The walls of this room were all strengthened by talismans. Not to mention that they were as hard as steel, they were not so easy to be shaken. But under this situation, a human-shaped pit was smashed out of the wall!

The scene in front of me is really beyond everyone's perception.

Is this a cute girl who even drinks water and asks someone to tighten the bottle cap?

Ye Manshan stood in the middle of the room and did not go forward to chase him. Instead, she grabbed the clothes on her chest tightly with one hand, and spit out a mouthful of blood with a "pop".

S-level spiritual power, half-S-level body.

In fact, as she thought at the beginning, she really didn't have many opportunities.

And now, her chances were finally used up. A deep look of unwillingness appeared in her eyes. Why, why can't I persist for a long time...

The last time the last time the ghost was forced into her body was still a hidden disease and it was still hidden. Only by truly breaking through the S-level can this situation be solved and cured. The half-S-level body has reached its limit at this moment.

The pain that was so familiar that people could never forget once experienced it swept through her body and mind again. At this time, she felt that what was flowing in the blood vessels around her was not blood, but steel needles visible to the naked eye, rushing around in it, making her suffer indescribable.

Lu Yao could only see Ye Manshan's back, but could not see that she had already spitted blood. Seeing Ye Manshan gaining the upper hand, she subconsciously raised hatred for her.

"Come on! Our Manshan is standing here, come on!"

Ye Manshan's hand holding the knife shook slightly, raised her eyes and looked at the cold ghost king on the wall. She never forgot from beginning to end that this ghost king is a skill cultivator!

A magic practice that is not good at physical attack methods!

A deep remorse surged in her heart. If she had just been able to seize the opportunity, perhaps there would be no follow-up to this task.

Ye Manshan endured the pain in her body, raised Tang Heng's sword, and pointed the tip of the sword at the gloomy and gloomy king in the wall with a hint of contempt.

A woman is born a performer. She originally disdained to perform deliberately, but she had a girlfriend who supported her and wanted her to finish playing early. She couldn't do it without acting!

As soon as Ye Manshan raised his sword, Lu Yao screamed even more: "Come on! Aren't you very powerful? Aren't you very arrogant? Why don't you move? Did my Manshan slapped you into the wall with a knife, and he couldn't even slap it? He was just a ghost and drilled into the formation! You think you are me! You should come down quickly! Come down quickly! Don't dare! Let you not accept the influence of your aunt, and you will be beaten now! As the saying goes, you don't listen to the old man's words, you will suffer losses in front of you! You said that you have lived a long life, but why haven't you understood it until now!"

“…”

Ye Manshan is really scared now.

She was afraid that if Lu Yao would continue to say this, the despise ghost king would fight for his life and would use thunder to fight Lu Yao.

The strong emerald green light shot out from the blade, and she could not wait any longer. After a sudden change, she accumulated her spiritual power like she was desperate, violently breaking through her meridians, and rushing towards the King of Desolate Ghosts. She could no longer give it a chance to think. If she could not keep it, she would only scare it!

The two extremely dark ghost claws wrapped around golden patterns were tightly joined together, clamping Ye Manshan's emerald green and colorful horizontal sword. The desolate ghost king raised his head, his eyes filled with endless anger, staring at Ye Manshan viciously, his lips slightly opened, making a hoarse and unheard voice.

"You little girl movies are really easy to plot. Do you think you spit out blood and the knife is weak and weak, so I believe your trick? It's a fool to keep me in the formation!"

It suddenly raised its arms high and directly sent Ye Manshan's Tang Heng sword out. It dodged, followed the gap between the formation, and then came outside the formation.

It turned around and looked at the huge formation and burst into laughter.

"You want to harm me with tricks? You're too naive! Don't forget that I'm not those reckless men who only know how to dance with swords and guns."

Ye Manshan stood in front of the window with her Tang Heng knife, staring at the King of Death and Ghosts without saying a word.
Chapter completed!