Ning Caichen, who rushed out of the ghost soldiers, held up the demon-slaying sword in his hand and came to Nie Xiaoqian with a scream.

Looking at Ning Caichen and the other two who rushed towards him to fight to death, Nie Xiaoqian cried and said, "Ning Caichen, please leave quickly! Don't worry about me! Otherwise you will die!"

"No, we are here to save you, how can we leave you alone?" Ning Caichen said, raising his sword and cutting off the iron chain in Nie Xiaoqian's hand.

"Xiaoqian, come with us!" Ning Caichen took Nie Xiaoqian's hand and, under the cover of Ye Zhiqiu, quickly broke through to a place with few people.

"Tread, tram!" With the heavy sound of horse hooves, the ghost general holding two axes led the ghost soldiers out of the fog and killed Yiye Zhiqiu and the other two.

Looking at the ghost general riding his horse, Yiye Zhiqiu held the sword and shouted without looking back, "You go first, I'll stop them!"

"Be careful, I'll take Ning Caichen out first." Nie Xiaoqian said, and pulled Ning Caichen's hand and flew into the sky.

"Hero Yan will follow!" Ning Caichen, who flew into the air, shouted, threw the demon-slaying sword in his hand and threw it to Yan Chixia, who was suppressed by Qin Hui because she had no weapons in her hand.

"The sword is consecrated!" Yan Chixia, who caught the sword, bit her finger, applied blood to the sword blade, and fought with Qin Hui.

Yan Chixia is worthy of being the master of the title of No. 1 swordsman in the world. With his sword in hand, his strength is at least twice as strong as when he doesn't have a sword.

"Ding, ding, ding, ding." The swords in the hands of the two kept fighting, and they were in a bitter battle for a moment.

Looking at Yan Chixia who was fighting with Qin Hui, the old demon in the Black Mountain who was worried about his nephew's safety did not pursue Ning Caichen and the others who wanted to escape. Instead, he stood up from the stone tablet and rushed towards Yan Chixia with the intestines inside his body. Because in his opinion, Nie Xiaoqian and these nosy guys were not as important as their nephew.

"Nephew, don't panic, uncle is here!" The old demon of Heishan quipped and rushed towards Yan Chixia with his intestines.

Looking at the intestines that were coming, Qin Hui and Yan Chixia intersected with each other and shouted, "Don't help me, martial arts are like sailing against the current. If you don't fight with a master in life and death, you will have no progress." After shouting this, Qin Hui looked at Yan Chixia in front of her and spoke again; "Fight with me with all my might. As long as you can win me, I will guarantee you to leave safely."

"Do you keep your word?" Yan Chixia looked at the back of the old demon in the Black Mountain and asked loudly.

"My nephew means what I mean!" said the old demon in Black Mountain with a smirk.

"Okay, as long as you catch you, I'll see what else does the old demon in Black Mountain have to say." Yan Chixia looked at the old demon in Black Mountain that retreated, then waved her sword and attacked repeatedly.

"Tread, tread!"

Looking at the ghost cavalry getting closer and closer, Yi Ye Zhiqiu bit his finger and quickly wrote a big word on the palm of his hand.

"The divine weapon is as urgent as the law, it is determined!" Yi Ye Zhiqiu slapped his palms and rushed towards the rushing ghost cavalry.

With Yiye Zhiqiu's immobilization technique, except for the ghost generals with high cultivation, the other ghost cavalrymen, even the people and horses, were directly fixed on the spot.

"You have to fight quickly, otherwise my immobilization technique will not last long for these ghost soldiers!" Seeing that his immobilization technique was ineffective against the ghost general, Yi Ye Zhiqiu held the sword and met him.

The fighting style of the ghost general was like a real general charging into battle. The ghost sword on the back of the horse raised the axe in his hand and slashed towards Yiye Zhiqiu.

"Die!" With a loud shout, the ghost general, who was originally a power-type, smashed Yi Ye Zhiqiu's long sword open when the axe and the long sword in his hand.

"What a good guy! I am worthy of being a general under the Black Mountain Old Demon. I have such a great strength!" Yi Ye Zhiqiu, who had retreated continuously, held the sword's hand tightly and trembled gently, obviously suffering a secret loss in the confrontation just now.

Looking at the man in front of him, the ghost general flew up from his horse, waved the two big axes in his hand, and slashed at Ye Zhiqiu who had retreated continuously.

"Ding! Ding!" After each attack, Yi Ye Zhiqiu took a step back, and in a short while, he retreated more than ten meters away.

"No, I can't retreat anymore. If I retreat again, I will be suppressed by him!" Yi Ye Zhiqiu thought about it and drilled into the ground, using the technique of hiding the ground.

The ghost general held the axe and looked around back and forth, looking for Yiye Zhiqiu's location.

"Uh!" The ghost general who was originally looking around fell to the side with a cry of pain.

"My legs! My legs!" The ghost general looked at one of his broken feet, then grabbed the broken legs, and pressed them back.

Yi Ye Zhiqiu, who wanted to come up to check the results of the battle, poked a head out of the soil and saw the ghost general who connected his broken leg at a glance.

"I see how many times you can press it!" Looking at the ghost general who became active again, Yiye Zhiqiu crawled into the soil again.

"Bang!" With a sound of explosion, Ye Zhiqiu, who was walking through the soil, drilled out directly from behind the ghost general, and then chopped the ghost general's head with a sword. Looking at the sword light drawn from his sword, Ye Zhiqiu showed a smile that the winner was decided. But before Ye Zhiqiu finished laughing, the ghost general's figure disappeared.

"Where is a human being! He will still be invisible!" Yi Ye Zhiqiu looked at the empty ground in front of him, and a look of confusion appeared on his face. Because as the sword passed by, not only did the human head fall to the ground, but even the ghost general in front of him disappeared.

Yiye Zhiqiu, in general, is more like a Taoist priest who casts spells, rather than a mage who uses a sword to eliminate demons. Therefore, for this invisibility technique, he has no good idea without a spell in his body.

"...Ah!" With a scream, Yi Ye Zhiqiu was cut directly on his shoulder by an axe by the ghost general who suddenly appeared behind him. After the ghost general succeeded with a blow, the ghost general's figure disappeared again.

"Damn, if this continues, he will be exhausted to death!"

Yiye Zhiqiu felt the pain on his shoulders, cursed, and took a few steps back. After taking a few steps, Yiye Zhiqiu supported himself with a sword and pulled down the axe that was chopped on his shoulders.

"Swoosh, swosh!" With the sound of weapons waving, the ghost general suddenly appeared beside Yiye Zhiqiu. Every time he swung an axe, the ghost general's figure would disappear again.

"Ding!" With the collision of weapons, Ye Zhiqiu, whose long sword was bounced away by a big axe, was kicked in the chest by a ghost general.

"Puff!" Yi Ye Zhiqiu, who was kicked in the internal organs, knelt on one knee on the ground and spit out a mouthful of blood.

"What is this? It's sand and footprints!" Yi Ye Zhiqiu, who was kneeling on the ground with his head down, looked at the vague footprints that suddenly appeared in the sand in front of him, and thought secretly.

Yiye Zhiqiu struggled to stand up, then covered her chest and ran towards the distance.

"I want to leave!" The ghost general looked at Yi Ye Zhiqiu who was about to escape, grabbed the axe and rushed to chase him quickly.

Yiye Zhiqiu ran around, looking around from time to time, showing a fearful look. The ghost general who was determined to make contributions, after seeing Yiye Zhiqiu's expression, he smiled and quickly chased after him.

The two chased each other, and in a short while, they ran to a desert covered with yellow sand.

The invisibility that the ghost generals possess is actually no essential difference except that they are faster than the maids of Pudu Cihang. So when they arrived at this small sandy land, the ghost generals invisible immediately fell deeply into the sand because of the armor on their bodies and the axe in their hands.

In this way, the ghost general ran quickly, chasing Yi Ye Zhiqiu, and stepped on two lines of clear marks on the sand.

"Here you come!" Yi Ye Zhiqiu looked at the footprints that suddenly appeared on the left, lowered his head suddenly, and directly flashed the slashed axe.

"So fast! I ran to the right so quickly!" Looking at the footprints that suddenly appeared on the right, Yi Ye Zhiqiu flipped his body and swept across the right side. After the long sword and the axe, Yi Ye Zhiqiu turned around suddenly and threw the sword in his hand behind him.

"Uh!" With a scream, the ghost general pulled out the sword that pierced into his body, and then kept changing directions, trying to disturb Yiye Zhiqiu's judgment.

"You can't leave!" Looking at the footprints that appeared in front of and behind him, Yi Ye Zhiqiu pressed his temple with both hands and then pointed out; "Wind and Thunder and Earth Movement!"

"Boom!" After the red light flashed, the ghost general who had not yet understood why his invisibility was invalid. With a burst of explosion, it turned into dust in the sand of Hammer.

After killing the ghost general, Yiye Zhiqiu looked at the wound on his shoulder that was split by a big axe and grinned, "Hmph! If I had a talisman on my body, I would have beaten you to death!" After saying this, Yiye Zhiqiu held the sword and walked towards Yan Chixia.

"Ding, ding, ding, ding!" With the sound of the swords fighting, Qin Hui kept spinning the sword in her hand and fighting with Yan Chixia.

The swords in their hands were turning faster and faster, and finally they reached the point where they saw only the sword shadow but not the sword body.

"Let's go!" With a loud shout, Yan Chixia lifted the sword upwards and picked the Seven-star Sword in Qin Hui's hand into the air.

"The same is true for you!" Qin Hui shouted loudly, and hit the hilt of the sword in Yan Chixia's hand, kicking out the Demon-slaying Sword in Yan Chixia's hand.

"Haha, your sword is gone, I see how you fight me!" Yan Chixia laughed loudly, then grabbed each other's arms like a wrestler and said loudly with Qin Hui.

Qin Hui looked at Yan Chixia in front of her, and a smile appeared on her face; "I started by relying on my fists and feet, but later I started playing kendo. Now that your sword is gone, I want to see what you are fighting with me!"

Qin Hui said, shaking her arm and directly broke away from Yan Chixia's locking arm movement. After Qin Hui broke away, she entered Yan Chixia like a cheetah, and waved her hands towards his chest.

"Hiss!" With the sound of the cloth strip being torn apart, Qin Hui threw the cloth strip in her hand, looked at Yan Chixia with a smile, and said, "How is it? My fist and foot skills are good!"

Yan Chixia looked at the four blood marks on her chest and felt a little bitter. Because he didn't expect that Qin Hui's kung fu would be so powerful. Without a sword in her hand, she was not his opponent at all.

"Ah!" Yan Chixia shouted loudly, and regardless of Qin Hui's fist hitting him, she hugged him in her arms and pushed him backwards.

"What's the use of you holding me!" Seeing Yan Chixia pressing her waist tightly, Qin Hui broke free twice, and then made a hammer with her hands and smashed Yan Chixia's back.

Every time Qin Hui hit hard, Yan Chixia's body would tremble. And that's it, Yan Chixia still hugged Qin Hui's waist tightly and pushed it back desperately.

"Puff!" After pushing for more than ten steps, Yan Chixia spewed out a mouthful of blood, but a stiff smile appeared on her face.

Looking at the ugly smile on Yan Chixia's face, Qin Hui couldn't help but look back.

As Qin Hui looked back, she saw a sword box not far away from her, and the opening of the sword box was facing her.

"Hahaha! The sword is returned to the sheath!" Yan Chixia hugged Qin Hui tightly, and shouted loudly at the position of the sword box.

"Swoosh!" With a sound of breaking through the air, Yan Chixia's demon-slaying sword flew up and shot towards the two of them.

The Demon-Slaying Sword is directly in front of Qin Hui and the others, and the sword box that returns to the sheath is behind them. So once the sword returns to the sheath, the only way is to pass through Qin Hui and Yan Chixia's bodies.

"You're crazy!" Qin Hui looked at the demon-slaying sword flying towards him, and hit Yan Chixia's back with her elbow, trying to break free from his constraints.

"Hahaha! The Demon-Slaying Sword and my mind cannot hurt me!" Yan Chixia laughed loudly, holding Qin Hui's waist tightly with her hands. No matter how Qin Hui broke free, he was unmoved.
Chapter completed!