"Young Master, be careful of sneak attacks!" Ruotao, who came over with the Elephant Snake Bird and the Sharp-billed Mountain Ray, suddenly shouted a warning. The opponent's short blade had already struck at Guan Heng's back.
"court death!"
"Crack!" With a casual wave of his hand, Guan Heng's Qingqi palm sword suddenly cut off the opponent's arm holding the blade, and Wu Jing fell to the ground with a cry.
"Quack!"
"Chichi chi chi!" In the lightning flash, the demonic birds and beasts screamed at the same time. The snake-like bird suddenly nailed the bramble's forehead with its sharp beak, and the sharp-billed mountain ray stabbed the opponent's lower abdomen with its claws, and immediately tore the vicious guy apart. It became two pieces.
"Let's go and chase the two people in front of us. I estimate that the way to get rid of the White Ghost Plague may be in the hands of that Lang Qing." As soon as Guan Heng finished speaking, he was already running quickly with his companions, heading towards The other party fled into the forest.
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At this moment, a bloody battle is going on in the woods. The pock-marked old man Jiang Tong is like a mad tiger, and he is about to kill the enemy who killed his closest relatives. Lang Qing, who was slightly inferior to him, was killed by the opponent at this time. Frightened by the crazy killing intent, they retreated immediately.
"Bang!" The two weapons were instantly twisted together. Jiang Tong roared loudly, and immediately threw his own epee and the opponent's long blade into the air. It was a flurry of headless punches.
"Bang, bang, bang!" He was hit hard on the head, face, heart, thoracic vertebrae and lower abdomen. Lang Qing was caught off guard and his mouth and nose were bleeding.
"I'll kill you!!" Jiang Tong was about to punch and hit hard, but Lang Qing suddenly shouted out of anger: "Kill me, and you won't know the whereabouts of Ling Tianjian!"
"What?!" Jiang Tong was stunned when he heard the name of the clan's secret treasure. Besides revenge, his biggest wish was to take back the secret treasure. At this moment, Lang Qing, who seized a chance to counterattack, suddenly opened the copper jar on his waist and said with a sharp smile: "Hey, hey, go to hell!!"
"Swish--" Two white-light shadows rushed out from the mouth of the urn. One of them hit Jiang Tong with lightning speed. The pockmarked old man immediately fell to the ground with a muffled groan. This kind of evil "White Ghost Plague" doesn't matter whether you are a red-qi strong person or something else, as long as you are touched by a white ghost, there is a high chance that you will faint immediately.
At this moment, the frantic Lang Qing grabbed a big rock next to him and hit the unconscious Jiang Tong fiercely: "You want to kill me? Let me kill you first!"
"Bang, bang, bang!" After just three blows, the opponent's head was already shattered. However, Lang Qing was only focused on dealing with Jiang Tong, and in his desperation, he forgot to use the copper urn to take back the two fierce white ghosts.
“Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo […” The ghost howl rising up suddenly, and the two white ghosts immediately rushed towards Lang Qing who was beating Jiang Tong crazily.
Suddenly seeing the white ghost attacking, Lang Qing was so frightened that he screamed: "You?! Uh-huh-don't come here!"
Those two white ghosts were just ghosts and evil beings. How could they understand what Lang Qing meant? The white-haired old man's miserable cry immediately swept through his body. Immediately afterwards, 70 to 80% of the bones in Lang Qing's body were shattered. It will turn into a puddle of mud.
In the midst of the lightning and flint, two swift figures rushed over. One of them shook the chain on his wrist with a "swish", and the sharp claws suddenly emerged from the severed palm carrying the aura of the shroud, making a "swish, swish" sound. Continuously dancing in a circle, the two white ghosts were forced back in an instant, and it was Ruotao who took action.
It was too late, but it was too late. Guan Heng grabbed the shoulders of Lang Qing, who was about to collapse, and then threw it to Ruotao: "Let this guy take a breath, I still have something to ask him."
"Uh... the copper urn can trap... white ghosts!" Lang Qing also knew at this time that he was giving them to save his life. He finally said these words intermittently before falling unconscious, and then his head tilted. Fainted.
"That copper urn...here!" Ruotao reached out and touched the copper urn at the opponent's waist, and immediately pulled it off with force. In the next moment, Guan Heng suddenly showed the evil mandrill drum and then used the drumstick "Dong" , "Dong" knocked twice, and the two white ghosts who were about to run away suddenly stopped in the air.
This small drum is made of the skin of a golden-bone evil mandrill, and the drumsticks are also the bones of the evil mandrill. The sound it makes is attractive to all evil spirits.
Guan Heng was secretly happy after trying it. He immediately hit the drum beat "dong dong dong" seven times according to the recently studied drumming pattern with Ruotao. The two white ghosts suddenly swayed and twisted their souls and moved toward Guan Heng. Here they rushed over. It can be seen that although the sound of the drum can attract the white ghosts, it cannot restrain their ferocity in trying to hurt people.
"Boom!" It was too late to say, but soon, Ruotao opened the copper urn in an instant. A white ghost smelled the strange smell in the copper urn and couldn't help but squeaked in.
But just before the other white ghost made a move, a sharp cry came from mid-air: "Chirp——"
Hearing this sound, the snake-like bird on Guan Heng's shoulder and the sharp-billed mountain hawk next to him were all shocked. Between the lightning and flint, several demonic birds covered in blue feathers swooped down in an instant. The leader was a bird The beak sucked hard, and the white ghost was immediately taken into the mouth, then turned around and flew away with wings.
"That's unreasonable! What a robbery?!" Guan Heng couldn't help but cursed. At this moment, the elephant snake bird and the mountain hawk couldn't restrain the anger in their hearts, and they rushed towards each other. One of them didn't have time to escape. The blue-feathered demon bird was immediately hit by the snake-like bird that rushed towards it. It immediately screamed and fell to the ground, and was torn to pieces by the sharp claws of the sharp-billed mountain ray.
"Whoosh--" A weak demon bird soul slowly emerged, and was immediately absorbed into Guan Heng's palm with a golden ghost head.
Just when Guan Heng put the soul of the demon bird into the soul record book, Ruotao quickly screwed on the lid of the copper urn, only to hear the white ghost inside kept scurrying around, causing the copper urn to shake back and forth, as if it was struggling fiercely.
At this time, Guan Heng opened the soul record book and saw it read: Blue-feathered demon heron, a bird that feeds on the souls of various ghosts and monsters, its soul power is estimated to be level five...
"It seems that the white ghost got into the belly of the blue-feathered demonic heron and can't get out this time."
Guan Heng closed the soul record book at this time and saw Lang Qing Youyou who had fallen on the ground and turned around. It turned out that although this guy was also attacked by white ghosts, he had been with them for a long time and had a certain resistance. So I could barely wake up from the coma.
"Bang!" Guan Heng kicked the opponent unceremoniously, causing Lang Qing to scream in pain. At this moment, Guan Heng asked sharply: "Tell me how to relieve the symptoms of White Ghost Plague, and, Why did you come to Qingniu Ancient Town twice to harm people?"
"I, I..." Lang Qing knew that even if he said it, he would get no good results, so he couldn't help but feel a little hesitant in his heart. However, Guan Heng noticed that it was almost dawn now that the morning light was beginning to appear, and those townspeople who were infected with the White Ghost Plague If he cannot be rescued, he will definitely die.
Suddenly, Guan Heng lowered his face and roared: "Jian-billed mountain turtle, dig out this guy's eyes."
——[The third update of .31, good afternoon everyone, Lao Sha continues to ask for subscriptions and monthly votes↖↗]——
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