"You can only be stubborn now!"

"Whoa! Click!" As soon as Guan Heng's words fell, Jumang Sword pressed down instantly, immediately cutting off the opponent's Overlord Spirit Spear. This weapon had been cracked by the fists of the Big Demon and the Baby White Ghost before.

Of course he couldn't withstand the power of Guan Heng's sword at this moment.

The sword edge quickly extended from Bingxiu's shoulder to the chest, abdomen and ribs, leaving a deep mark immediately. The moment the bright red splashed, the guy finally couldn't suppress the severe pain and screamed miserably: "Uh ah ah ah -"

"Seven ghosts, take them down!" Guan Heng shouted without missing a moment: "I want to capture this guy alive and take him back to the spirit world to meet the Spirit King."

"Uh?!" After hearing this, Bingxiu, who was covering his wound with his hand, was shocked: "Oh no, if I am caught, then the plan of 'higher authorities' will be..."

"Awwww--" In the electric light and flint, the big demon ghost is on the left, the baby white ghost is swooping on the right, the roosters are attacking from the center, the giant bees fly towards this guy's feet, the group of ghosts roars, and immediately

Bingxiu is about to be captured!

"Want to catch me? Dreaming!!"

"Bang!" He said it late, but then quickly, the roaring Bingxiu turned his palm and slapped his forehead: "The shadow of the original spiritual breath, explode for me!"

"Boom - boom -" As this guy's roar sounded, a streak of white light that appeared above his head suddenly spread fiercely to the surroundings, covering the barrier and all seven ghosts.

Guan Heng had also seen this kind of self-destructive technique from the ancient Evil Nightmare Tribe. The opponent controlled it was called "Shadow of the Original Nightmare". He didn't expect that the Spirit Tribe had a similar method.

At this moment, in order to prevent their master from being harmed, the Seven Ghosts immediately lined up with the nearest guard figurines to protect him in front of Guan Heng.

On the opposite side, Bingxiu sprayed blood mist wildly after releasing the shadow of the original spiritual breath. It obviously took a lot of energy, but this kid gritted his teeth and used both hands to tear it apart, and suddenly a space gap was opened nearby.

Seeing that Guan Heng and the others could not continue to pursue him because they were separated by the power of the spiritual breath explosion, Bingxiu laughed loudly: "Hahaha, brat, although I don't know your name, I have written down today's deep grudge.

I will definitely lead my companions in a bloodbath in the human world to avenge this hatred!!"

"I think you don't have that chance." Guan Heng thought to himself: "Even if I can't capture you alive, I still have to keep your body. I'm about to return to the spirit world, and I can't let the disaster continue."

"Shua—chichichichi—" In the midst of the lightning and flint, Guan Heng used his snow-like bow to release spiritual energy arrows one after another, piercing the air and hitting the opponent directly.

"Huh?!" Bingxiu wanted to run away, but realized that if he didn't dodge the opponent's attack, he would definitely die, so he had to reluctantly dodge to the side. However, Guan Heng fired more than ten arrows in a row, "Puff, puff, puff!" He hit immediately with a response.

Target.

At this moment, Bingxiu's eyes suddenly darkened. It turned out that his left eye, lower abdomen and both knees were all hit by arrows, and the power of the spiritual energy flying arrows shattered the surrounding bodies.

The moment he opened his mouth to scream, Guan Heng's last three flying arrows struck him, "Hi!" What a coincidence, the first arrow hit Bingxiu's mouth, making his tongue bloody and bloody.

.

When the second and third arrows approached, they suddenly changed and took on the appearance of a giant ghost and a white ghost. It turned out that they were the gods of death who came to seek death.

"Whoosh, whoosh, bang, bang, bang!" Yingbaigui's heavy punch hit Bingxiu hard and hard, cracking Bingxiu's thoracic vertebrae and ribs one after another. The big demon ghost suddenly showed the ghost fang blade and struck Bingxiu head-on:

"Whoosh!"

If this cut hit the target, it would be able to cut it into two pieces. At the moment of life and death, Bingxiu tried his best to block it with his left arm, "Pfft!" The palm of his hand turned red and flew up, but he also used this hand to block it.

When he stumbled back, he fell into the gap in space that he tore open and disappeared.

Just when the two ghosts wanted to get close to pursue them, the space gap quickly closed. They were only half a step slower and did not have time to get in. They were so angry that they immediately roared, looking extremely angry.

"Forget it, it doesn't matter. This guy was so seriously injured, he must be dead soon." Guan Heng waved his hand at this moment, summoning the ghosts, guard figurines, camels, and Huaxiao all over.

"Hua Juan, are you injured? Come, let me take a look." After helping the other party treat the wound, Guan Heng said immediately: "Go back, I have to think about what happened today..."

"Ouch, ouch." Suddenly, the camel screamed, plunged into the nearby grass, and then took out something. Guan Heng took a closer look, and it turned out to be the palm left by Bingxiu, which was still wet.

Drops of blood.

"Hmph, I didn't capture that guy alive, but it would be nice to get some 'parts'." Guan Heng thought to himself, "Keep this thing and show it to King Ling when he goes back, so that he can investigate it."

Having made up his mind, he rummaged around on his body and found the "Xuan Bing Bead" he had obtained not long ago. Although Guan Heng did not fully master the "Han Gathering Technique" taught to him by the Xuan Bing Demon Dragon, he had released some of it.

It's no problem if the cold air freezes the palm.

…

A short while later, Guan Heng, who returned to Zhu Rong's Li Palace, saw Ruotao, Qing Huang and others coming towards him. Ruotao waved to him and then said: "Sir, did you hear any loud noises near the Li Palace? We

Everyone heard it."

"That sound was actually caused by me." After hearing what he said, Qing Huang asked in confusion: "What on earth is going on?"

"We will talk about it in detail after we meet Brother Wang, Brother Huang and Sister Yun."

After a while, they arrived at the main hall of the Li Palace and found Wang, Huang, and Yun. Guan Heng told them about the fierce battle with the ancient Ling clan people just now. Wang Tong and others were immediately shocked.

"Why, apart from the Spirit King's lineage, there are actually people from the ancient Spirit Tribe who have survived?" Huang Teng murmured to himself: "I heard Lord Mu Shen say that most of them have died and been annihilated in this world.

We were at war with the Evil Nightmare Tribe in the past."

"The foster father also said this to us." Qing Huang said at this time: "I don't think he can tell lies, which means that even he doesn't know about the existence of these tribesmen."

"Yes, although I failed to capture this guy named 'Bingxiu' alive, I still got his severed palm." Guan Heng shook the thing in his hand and continued: "Keep this thing and show it to Lord Spirit King later.

Look, I believe he will know the inside story himself."

Hearing this, everyone present slightly frowned, feeling that it made sense. Qinghuang said: "But when this kind of malicious guy appears in the human world, could he have an agenda for this place? I'm afraid of his

My companions will also come here, and with their strength, they can do any bad thing."
Chapter completed!