Chapter 282 One Sword
The ghost language attacks without distinguishing between ourselves and the enemy, which makes the female corpse Hesha recall the horrific experiences of that year, and the shadow left in her heart suddenly grows larger.
Her face, which had been filled with cold hatred, suddenly let out a shrill scream.
The gray blank eyes were full of despair.
Even the Baili Immortal, who was the farthest away and even deliberately ignored by everyone, couldn't help but look pale, covered in cold sweat, the fear in his heart was uncontrollable, and his body felt chilly.
This is not just fear in the simple sense, because Baili Xianxian knows very well that Yougui Lang is a very strong ghost, and any cruel words he says are not exaggerations.
In fact, he is often able to perform cruel and cold actions that cannot even be described in words.
Among them, the target of the curse was only Fang Geyu, but it aroused the fear in the hearts of the female corpse and Baili Xianxian.
On the other hand, Fang Geyu, who could not be controlled by others, did not turn around and run away.
Facing Youguilang's resentful eyes and curse words, she approached step by step, holding the sword in her hand, but a smile suddenly broke out on her face.
This smile is not like the sneer in the past, nor does it contain any aloof mockery.
It was a smile that was very unlike Fang Geyu. It was very light. The eyes seemed to have been crushed by the light of the sky. They were bright and shining, falling repeatedly and mottled into the eyes like an endless abyss. , it only illuminates a shallow and gentle level.
She said with a smile: "Why bother to experience the despair you are talking about? You are so arrogant that you have the nerve to scare people."
Yougui Lang's pupils shrank violently!
Listening to those teasing words, the beautiful almond-shaped eyes in front of him were clearly staring at him with a smile. However, at this moment, Yuukilang felt that the girl in front of him seemed to be looking at nothing. The endless emptiness.
Such as the abyss!
That is - a huge abyss that you can never come back to after seeing it once.
The delicate deerskin boots lightly brushed against the green dust on the ground.
Her steps were light and silent. Five meters away from Yougui Lang, the smile on Fang Geyu's face disappeared and he jumped up.
The wedding dress is like a huge wing of fire, and the long sword with no sharp edge and unsheathed is raised and collapsed.
The sword in her hand was forged to be extremely luxurious and noble. It did not look like a sword used for fighting, but more like the literary swords hung on the waists of royal princes to decorate their status.
So this sword looks very light.
The sword was like dust, and there was no sound of the sword. Except for the extremely beautiful and eye-catching grace of the girl who jumped up, there were no moves at all.
Seeing this scene, Baili Xianxian felt that Fang Geyu must be crazy.
Looking at her aura, she is only in the Kaiyuan realm. I don’t know where she got the courage to take the initiative to attack Yougui Lang.
But when Yuguilang's eyes passed over the gem between the hilt of the sword, a look of caution appeared on his face.
Even the arm holding the female corpse's back tensed and hesitated for a moment, then relaxed quickly.
He grabbed her arm very quickly, trying to push the female corpse away from the battle.
Neither Fang Geyu nor Baili Xianxian could detect anything strange about You Guilang's expression.
In addition to the female corpse He Sha who was close to each other, she definitely felt his hesitation and nervousness at that moment.
There was no momentary hesitation, the fear on her face had not dissipated, but her eyes were extremely determined, and she slammed her whole body into Youguilang's arms. Bloody clothes were splashed like ink, and the body condensed by Yin Qi became invisible, sticking to Yugui Lang's body like a pervasive one, leaving only a faint outline of scarlet light and shadow.
The Yin-blooded ghost has the special ability to lean into the soul.
It’s just that Youguilang is a three-thousand-year-old ghost. Ordinary ghosts can’t get close to him, and they can’t deceive his soul.
But the female corpse Hesha is different. She is the only conscious ghost in the deserted house, and she and Yougui Lang are husband and wife, with a skin-to-skin relationship.
His breath already existed in her vagina, and it was not difficult to possess him temporarily.
You Gui Lang's body fell into a very short-term loss of control. Facing Fang Geyu's raised sword, he actually lost his ability to dodge for an instant.
He was so furious!
It’s not that he is afraid of the power of Fang Geyu’s sword, he is just vaguely jealous, but for him, if something that even Ghost Man is afraid of falls on the body of the female corpse Hesha, it is very likely that it is There is no recovery!
Yougui Lang's eyes were red and he roared angrily: "Doing such a stupid thing will only kill yourself."
From within his body came the cruel sound of the female corpse Hesha giving up on herself.
“I beg for it, but I won’t get it!”
Aware of the female corpse’s crazy desire to die, Youguilang’s eyes suddenly turned blood red, and he became surprisingly angry. He laughed wildly and said: "Okay! Okay! Okay!"
He laughed loudly and roared three times, and the soul-stirring snare drum suspended in front of him silently emitted the frequency of agitation.
Fang Geyu’s gaze remained unchanged and was not affected by it at all.
Although this soul-stirring snare drum is a ghost weapon, it is not the main offensive weapon. For direct confrontation, its power is naturally limited.
The drum surface vibrated, and the stagnant and heavy meaning exuded only made the movement of the long sword that collapsed in Fang Geyu's hand slow down a bit.
The force of her falling sword was as light as dust. This slowness was not enough to change the fact that the sheathed sword would eventually fall on Yuguirou.
But from the beginning, Yuguilang did not want to change the trajectory of this sword.
No one cared about Baili Xianxian, and the four bone chains in his body were broken. Baili Xianxian's eyes changed from frightened to confused and empty in just a moment.
It was obvious that the soul-catching snare drum of the female corpse had already captured the remnant soul aura of Baili Immortal.
Under the sound of the drums, Miss Xianmen, who suffered a serious blow to her neck, went from feeling weak and weak to being full of vitality in an even shorter time than the moment just now. Her purple robe burst into the air, disappearing and appearing like a thread breaking through the void. The purple electric dragon stood between You Gui Lang and Fang Geyu.
Baili Xianxian lost too much blood, his spiritual power was exhausted, and he was unable to defend his body.
The person standing in front of Fang Geyu was nothing more than a tall, white and tender tofu, which would break with just one poke.
Keyou Guilang is certain that Fang Geyu and Baili Xianxian are old acquaintances. People from the righteous immortal sect always like to stick to some unnecessary benevolence and consideration.
As long as she hesitates for a moment, she will not be able to escape the disaster of being nailed through her body under the apricot flower ghost tree tonight!
Regarding You Guilang's vicious thoughts, Fang Geyu's expression of indifference on his unsmiling face did not change at all.
Baili Xianxian's shoulders were shaken. While being detained, he felt the threat of life and death. He tried his best to resist the sound of the drum, and almost instinctively raised his arms to block in order to survive.
The silver-gray scabbard penetrated Baili Xianxian's arm directly, and a terrifying sound of Qi exploding came from the flesh and bones. The sword was still very light, but the horrific injury caused by it still made the ghost ghost Lang's eyelids twitched heavily.
The offensive has not stopped, and Yougui Lang is still controlled to death by the female corpse, unable to move.
(End of this chapter)