"You kid, do you really think I'm dim-sighted? To tell you the truth, I have not been idle these past few months. I found a wife for Dahei." Lao Zhou was not angry with Dahei, but smiled happily.
Dahei, who was holding a piece of meat and chewing it happily, immediately threw the meat aside when he heard this, and ran over with his eyes glowing green.
"I didn't expect you to be such a big black guy..." I looked at Dahei with contempt.
Dahei ignored me at all. When he walked up to Lao Zhou, he lowered his head and rubbed at Lao Zhou's feet. He looked so flattering that I almost couldn't help but give him a kick.
"Old Zhou, Dahei is a spiritual dog." Heizi reminded him deliberately.
After all, this was his junior brother's marriage, so it had to be a match.
"Look down on me, Old Zhou? Although what I am looking for is not a spiritual dog, it is still a meritorious dog." Old Zhou straightened up.
Once we heard the word meritorious service, Heizi and I didn't dare to say anything more.
"Okay, I have no objection." I nodded quickly.
"It depends on what Dahei wants." Heizi also quickly found a step for himself.
"Look at his appearance, you also need to see what he means." I couldn't help but give Dahei a roll of his eyes.
"Okay, then this marriage is settled. I will have the big black wife delivered tomorrow." Lao Zhou raised his wine glass excitedly.
"It's up to you." Heizi and I also smiled and raised our glasses.
Dahei was rolling around on the ground so excitedly that I really didn’t have the eyes to see.
"Let's go, it's almost time. Let me help you with your business first, and let me, Old Zhou, open his eyes and see what you are capable of." Old Zhou put down his wine glass, and the previous drunkenness dissipated instantly, and his whole aura was fully opened. I can't even stand up straight.
I asked Uncle Wang privately that the old Zhou in front of me was an old revolutionary who had been on the battlefield. This aura of having killed enemies was indeed extraordinary.
Dahei was still leading the way. This boy was in a good mood and walked happily, jumping up and down.
If Lao Zhou hadn't pampered him, Heizi and I would have really wanted to go up and beat him.
The evil spirits in the mountains naturally remember our auras. In the previous battle, they even snatched their crystal flowers. This hatred can be said to be irreconcilable.
If Lao Zhou hadn't come forward today, Heizi and I would have been surrounded and beaten half to death by this mountain of evil spirits before we even got there.
In the mass grave, the Ghost King with a big sword was already standing with a sword in his hand, and the ghosts all had fierce looks in their eyes.
It's just that where Lao Zhou was standing, these evil spirits didn't dare to move even half a step forward.
"It would be nice to get to know Lao Zhou earlier." Heizi couldn't help but mutter.
"Old Zhou is also relying on my old friends to leave Fengming Mountain. I can't help you." Old Zhou smiled freely.
If he hadn't faced thousands of troops with corpses everywhere, how could he have such an aura of not bending even under the weight of Mount Tai.
"Thank you, Old Zhou. I'll go up then." Holding my fist towards Old Zhou, I walked towards the Ghost King with a sword.
"Zhang Tianyi, a real disciple of Guyang." Ten steps away from the Ghost King, I stood still and clasped my fists.
Since it is a martial arts fight, the rules are different from those of a legal fight. There is no need to explain the self-registration number. The ghost king naturally knows my purpose.
"Hahaha, just to show off to your master, I'll see if you have the qualifications." The Ghost King spoke for the first time, his voice rich and powerful.
Just hearing this voice made me have the urge to adopt him as my spiritual pet.
There are only a few viewers here, but Lao Zhou Heizi is the most popular one.
The other party has a lot of viewers, maybe tens of thousands, maybe thousands.
This is another battle at someone else's home court, so I inevitably feel a little guilty.
Fortunately, Lao Zhou had enough aura that these ghosts did not dare to boo or cheer for their ghost king.
"Please." Since you are a spiritual pet, you will become a family member from now on, so you still have to be polite.
I clasped my fists again, and the Ghost King was very considerate, clasping his fists at me and nodding slightly.
It seems that the title of master is indeed a deterrent.
I know the strength of the Ghost King very well. I am definitely no match for him in a head-on fight. I have to seize the opportunity.
As soon as the etiquette was completed, I stood up from the ground, grabbed the meteorite iron devil-bending blade and rushed towards the ghost king.
A blue light flashed in the Ghost King's eyes, and he stood with a sword in hand. He seemed to have a little more respect for me.
"Dang..." Originally, humans and ghosts were on different paths, but the collision of swords caused sparks to fly.
The Ghost King drew his sword and slashed horizontally. I raised my sword to block, and took advantage of the force to step back and stabilize my body.
A smile appeared on the corner of the ghost king's mouth, which was regarded as recognition. I was secretly glad that this little Taoist boy was quite powerful. If it hadn't been for these three months and just this one move, I would have been defeated.
"Ah..." The first move was just a test. At this moment, the Ghost King roared and rushed towards me with his knife.
I leaned forward to greet him. For a moment, the swords and swords flashed, and the good and evil spirits collided continuously. The evil spirits who were watching retreated from the distance.
The Ghost King's sword skills are wild and fierce, all of which were deadly moves used to kill enemies in battle in ancient times.
My swordsmanship is stable and fast, and I am more defensive. After all, I cannot reach the state of Master Fang and Master where I can win without any moves.
The more he beats me, the more excited I feel. If I can take in this ghost king and practice swordsmanship with him in the future, then my strength will definitely increase day by day.
The Ghost King swung his sword again, and I turned sideways to avoid the thrust.
But after all, he was born in actual combat, so I never thought that his sword skills could be so unpredictable.
My sword had been sent out and could not be taken back, but the sword in the Ghost King's hand suddenly changed direction and slashed towards my abdomen.
There is no way to avoid it now but to cheat.
I grabbed it with my ghost hand, and I directly grabbed the blade of the Ghost King's sword.
A look of surprise flashed across the Ghost King's face. He had certainly seen my ghost hands before.
Fortunately, I took off my gloves early today. Now that Lao Zhou is one of my own, this secret is no longer a secret in front of Lao Zhou.
But it was only a moment of surprise. The Ghost King raised his leg and kicked me.
The big sole of the foot hit my shoulder hard, and I was kicked forward three to five meters.
Before I could get up and stand firm, the Ghost King had already reached me with a knife.
Not caring about my face, I rolled on the spot to avoid the blow, and rocks and sand flew everywhere in an instant.
The Ghost King is tall and strong, more than a head taller than me. You can imagine the pressure he faced from the enemy when he was galloping on the battlefield.
But the Ghost King's speed was not affected by his body size. The broadsword split open the gravel on the ground and roared towards him with strong wind.
The light blue sword light was even more chilly under the moonlight. I rolled to avoid it one after another, and finally got the chance to get up, already in a cold sweat.
The Ghost King took advantage of the victory and pursued me, and struck my head with a shocking blow.
I hurriedly swung my sword to block it, but I was already frightened and confused by this blow.
But this ghost king's arms are as thick as my legs, so you can imagine how strong they are.
After blocking the blow, I was forced to kneel down on one knee, and had to use my ghost hands to grab the ghost king's ankle again.
The Ghost King naturally knew how powerful my ghost hands were, so he quickly withdrew his sword and retreated.
At this moment, I only felt numbness in my right hand, and even felt a little unable to use my strength for a while. If it hadn't been for three months of special training by Master Fang, the Ghost King's blow would have killed me.
"Heizi, let me lend you your sword." I quickly stood up and shouted.
I felt a heat in my heart. This must have been a direct blow from the Ghost King, causing internal injuries.
"Go on." Heizi naturally saw everything and didn't talk nonsense to me at this moment. He raised his hand and threw the bronze sword out.
I suppressed the surge of anger and blood in my heart, stepped forward and stretched out my ghost hand to grab the bronze sword tightly.
It's not that I don't want to hold the Demon-Subduing Meteoric Iron Blade with a ghost hand, it's just that the Demon-Subduing Meteorite Blade is full of righteousness and is incompatible with my ghost hand.
On the other hand, although Heizi's bronze sword is a magical weapon, but it has been buried in this mass grave for a long time, it is full of yin energy, which can be said to complement my ghost hand.
The left hand kills demons, the right hand subdues demons, both good and evil, one yin and one yang.
Half of the body is full of black energy, and one side is filled with red light.
When I turned around, I was shocked by the ghost king holding a big sword.
"You kid cheated..." Judging from the Ghost King's expression, this must be what he was thinking at the moment.
The master said that those who achieve great things do not stick to trivial matters.
It's not unscrupulous on my part, it's just sneaky at best.
Although I practiced swordsmanship with my right hand these days on the mountain, my left hand seems to have inherited my swordsmanship at this moment.
It's just that this left hand seems to have a higher understanding of swordsmanship than I do.
The swordsmanship of the left hand is wide open and closed, and the swordsmanship of the right hand is fierce and fierce, seeking victory steadily.
Using both swords at the same time was both offensive and defensive, and I actually had the upper hand for a while, beating the Ghost King back steadily.
I took advantage of the victory and fired my bow left and right. The evil energy and the righteous energy of subduing the demon seemed to be intertwined for a while.
This ghost hand seems not as simple as I thought.
