Zhao Qingsong's eyes almost burst into flames and he said angrily: "Demon Dao Jia Xiu!"
Jia Xiu's fierce and ferocious smiling face flashed out of the black mist, like a fish entering water. No matter how Zhao Qingsong searched, he couldn't find a trace of Jia Xiu!
No footsteps!
No ghosts either!
Jia Xiu seemed to have melted into this black mist!
A trace of cold sweat slowly flowed from Zhao Qingsong's forehead!
It doesn’t matter other people, this Jia Xiu is really a powerful enemy!
The few remaining people were frightened. Seeing the evil ghost coming, they all started to slash at the ghost with their knives, not daring to let any ghost get close to them again!
Zhao Qingsong jumped three times to the left, then suddenly turned around and thrust forward!
With a 'pop' sound, he stabbed to death another man who was trying to attack him from behind!
Before Zhao Qingsong could retract his gun, the machete flashed out of the black mist again!
He had been waiting for Jia Xiu for a long time. Without waiting for the blade to strike, he turned around and turned back with his carbine, thrust it out from the armpit of the guard in uniform, and swiped the machete's blade hard!
There was a loud 'dang' sound, and Jia Xiu was staggered by this sudden shot!
When Zhao Qingsong saw that Jia Xiu was planning to hide in the black mist again, how could he let him go?
As the saying goes, 'don't forgive others'!
The spear in his hand danced like a windmill, stabbing out the spear flowers, and the spear flowers never left Jia Xiu's door!
Seeing that Jia Xiu couldn't disappear, he was forced by Zhao Qingsong to take ten steps back!
A sound of "coaxing" came from behind Zhao Qingsong, and Cao Kang and the other four finally burned the thick pine branches wrapped in their clothes and jumped down from the tree!
Although the pine branches are moist, the pine oil content in the pine branches is extremely high. Once ignited, it will burst into flames!
When the torch was illuminated, all the evil ghosts suddenly became frightened, and their actions were not as arrogant as before!
Moreover, under the illumination of the torch, the true forms of the evil ghosts were also clearly illuminated. It turned out that these evil ghosts were composed of extremely dense black mist. They were just terrifying in appearance, but not as they were before they could see clearly. Horrible!
Zhao Qingsong shouted without looking back: "Light more trees to drive away the evil spirits!"
It turns out that Zhao Qingsong guessed that since the sound of tiger and leopard thunder can break the sound of ghosts, then these ghost mist should be afraid of fire, light and loud noise!
Although lighting more trees on the mountain might cause a big wildfire, at this time he couldn't care less about it in order to save his life.
Zhao Qingsong was afraid of losing the trace of Cao Xiu and had no time to get a reaction from Cao Kang and others, so he drew his gun and stabbed again, then rushed forward several feet!
Unfortunately, as soon as he said these words, Cao Xiu's figure flickered and disappeared.
The black fog here is even thicker at this time, and you can't see your fingers. The firelight of Cao Kang and others can't shine here!
The surroundings suddenly fell into strange silence and darkness.
Seeing that he couldn't see anything, Zhao Qingsong simply gave up looking for the enemy with his eyes and pricked up his ears to listen for the enemy attack!
The autumn wind is cold and blowing slowly.
It’s late autumn again.
Yellow fallen leaves rustled down, drifting in the wind, making a soft "whispering" sound.
Zhao Qingsong suddenly heard the sound of several fallen leaves being trampled to pieces three feet in front of him on the left, and the silver gun in his hand swept out with the 'Iron Rope Crossing the River' move!
The tip of the spear collided with the blade of the Sangmen knife, making a crisp sound, and a spark shot out!
In the midst of this electric light and flint, Zhao Qingsong took three steps forward and stabbed three times in a row, never leaving Jia Xiu's heart!
When Jia Xiu was advancing and retreating, he never expected that Zhao Qingsong could be so sharp. He just crushed a few fallen leaves and incurred such a sharp and swift attack from Zhao Qingsong!
Originally I was in the dark and the enemy was in the light, but didn't I expect that I was the one in the light?
Xiu Sui originally wanted to sneak attack Zhao Qingsong and remove his head with a knife, but Zhao Qingsong attacked him first!
Responding hastily to the enemy, he was caught off guard and had to dodge again and again!
It's a pity that Zhao Qingsong is sure to win this time, and he attacks with all his strength. How can he escape the enemy in time?
He heard two consecutive sounds of "噌噌噌"". Except for the first shot, which was dodged by Jia Xiu, the remaining two shots were red!
When Zhao Qingsong saw that Jia Xiu was injured, he was even more rude. He moved and surrounded Jia Xiu with gunfire!
Jia Xiu was forced by Zhao Qingsong to the point where he could hardly breathe. He was so angry that he roared wildly and swung the Sangmen knife violently, making a huge "buzzing" sound!
As soon as the wind blew, the surrounding fog was immediately attracted by the blade of the Sangmen Knife, and burrowed into the Sangmen Knife like living creatures!
The mist surged majestically and penetrated faster and faster into the Sangmen Knife. It slowly converged on the blade and Jia Xiu. In less than a cup of tea, Jia Xiu and the Sangmen Knife in his hands had transformed into something very strange. Things!
At this time, Jia Xiu had transformed into a Yaksha who was three feet tall, five feet wide, and holding a five-foot-long three-pronged fork in his hand!
Jiao Jiao Chu Chu's eyes were emitting a black and fierce light, and he looked very terrifying!
Although Zhao Qingsong knew in his heart that the black mist condensed into Yaksha was just a fake, it just looked scary and was of no use!
But he ignored Yaksha's attack and directly attacked Jia Xiu inside Yaksha. He was inevitably swept away by Yaksha's attack.
Whenever the black mist that condenses Yaksha touches his body, he can't help but shudder, and he can't help but hand out the gun in his hand. It's three minutes too late to hit Jia Xiu!
I don’t know what’s going on with the black mist on Yaksha’s body. It’s as cold as ice and chills to the bone. Even if it doesn’t touch my body, being blown up from a distance like this will give me goosebumps all over my body!
Not to mention the discomfort, Zhao Qingsong wanted to run away without even wanting to fight Jia Xiu again!
But he knew in his heart that no matter how uncomfortable he was, he could never let Jia Xiu go. Unless Jia Xiu died, the ghost mist would not be broken. If the ghost mist was not broken, none of them, the Jinyi Guards, would survive!
Just when Zhao Qingsong was dodging Yaksha's attack in a panic and was helpless, he saw a fiery red light slowly spreading not far away!
At first, when he was far away, he could not see clearly because of the thick black mist. After waiting for a while, the red light became brighter and brighter, getting closer and closer. Only then did Zhao Qingsong see clearly that the red light was a mountain fire. !
Autumn is dry and the trees are withered!
It hasn’t rained recently, so dry leaves and trees are more likely to ignite!
It seems that Cao Kang and others lit the mountain fire. The fire took advantage of the wind, and the wind took advantage of the power of the fire. In a moment, half of the hillside was burned!
The dry branches made a crisp sound as they were burned by the flames, and the thick smoke was driven by the wind and rolled wildly in all directions!
And wherever the flames go, the black mist dissolves and dissipates like ice and snow!
Under the increasingly intense mountain fire illumination and baking, Yasha's huge body finally couldn't support it and began to melt slowly!
When Zhao Qingsong saw that Jia Xiu in Yaksha's package seemed to be trying to escape, he couldn't help but become anxious. How could he be allowed to escape again?
Zhao Qingsong's movement was like lightning, and he didn't care about the cold black fog that had not completely dissipated. He jumped straight into the black fog. As soon as he got behind Jia Xiu, he used the silver gun in his hand, like fire and lightning, with one move. Suddenly, like a spring breeze coming overnight, thousands of pear trees burst into bloom, piercing out with all their strength!
This move is the master's secret weapon skill. The spear thrusts out like the petals of a pear flower. It is named because the pear blossom is small and dense, which in turn describes the extremely dense and rapid thrust of the spear!
Once this gun comes out, how can Jia Xiu resist it?
Jia Xiu was far from Zhao Qingsong's opponent in terms of martial arts. Only because of the blessing of treasures and secret techniques from Fengdu Ghost City, Jia Xiu was able to fight with Zhao Qingsong for such a long time.
Jia Xiu fights with others, all by relying on the secret method of the ghost sect!
When ordinary people see the black mist and the evil ghost in the mist, they first become frightened!
As soon as he starts to move his hands, hundreds of ghosts will attack him, and he will often be so frightened that his liver and gallbladder will split apart, his hands and feet will be numb, and he will lose 70% of what he is supposed to do!
In addition, Jia Xiu often hides in the ghostly form and carries out sneak attacks. Who can resist him?
He never expected that Zhao Qingsong was not afraid of ghosts and gods at all!
It doesn’t matter that he’s not afraid of ghosts and gods, Zhao Qingsong’s martial arts skills are so profound that it’s hard to resist!
After repeated battles, Jia Xiu was unable to hurt Zhao Qingsong at all, and he was already afraid of Zhao Qingsong in his heart!
At this time, Jia Xiu's secret technique had been destroyed by the mountain fire, and he immediately wanted to retreat!
Under his carelessness of fear and retreat, he was not able to withstand even one of Zhao Qingsong's shots. In an instant, Zhao Qingsong's unique spear poked more than a dozen holes in his back!
Stab his whole body as straight as a sieve!
Suffering this severe injury, Jia Xiu knew that he had no chance of survival. He was very unwilling and shouted to the sky at the top of his lungs: "Master, save me! This disciple is dead!"
Zhao Qingsong sneered: "You can't save you even if you call the Jade Emperor! Demon Dao Jia Xiu, you will die today..."
Zhao Qingsong charged up his gun and was about to stab Jia Xiu to death when he saw the black energy on Jia Xiu's body suddenly surge and explode with a 'coaxing' sound!
Zhao Qingsong was hit by the air wave and involuntarily took a few steps back. This shot could no longer penetrate!
The black mist slowly solidified, and behind Jia Xiu, it transformed into the image of a ghost king with an imperial crown on his head and about the same height as Zhao Qingsong. He stared at Zhao Qingsong with bright eyes!
