Chapter two hundred and seventeen:
Gu Rong knew that it was unrealistic for him to defeat the other party, so she chose to dodge directly, intending to delay time and wait for the help of Haotian Sect to arrive. If she joined forces with them, it would be impossible to defeat this person.
"Haha, you are the only one left by Dugu Bo now. Let's do two tricks," Yueguan smiled with a joking look on his face.
Dugu Bo looked solemn, looked at Yueguan with a look of fear in his eyes and snorted coldly: "Juhuaguan, don't think I don't know what you are thinking. It's just to support me and create a chance for the hidden ghost to attack Master Ning. Do you think I will be fooled by you?
"Who doesn't know that you two are inseparable. If you appear, how can that ghost not be here?"
Dugu Bo's words were ridiculed and his mental power was released, and he was always on guard.
"Haha, you're not that stupid," Yueguan looked at Dugu Bo with a little admiration and said, "But, even if you know, then so what? You are not my opponent in one fight. Can you resist the joining forces between me and the old ghost?"
Dugu Bo remained silent and felt heavy. Just as Yueguan said, he really couldn't stop the joint attack of these two people.
At this moment, Dugu Bo's face changed and he slapped his palm behind him.
Seeing this palm slap, Gui Mei had to temporarily give up the plan to attack Ning Fengzhi, slapped her palm, and faced Dugu Bo.
Dugu Bo staggered and retreated a few steps, and the ghost turned into a black shadow and disappeared from the spot. When he appeared again, he was already in front of Ning Fengzhi's words. His eyes were cold and his murderous intent was revealed. Black smoke rolled on his arms, and the flesh and blood became dry and illusory, just like the arm of a ghost.
His five fingers were sharp and he grabbed Ning Fengzhi's chest.
Ning Fengzhi showed horror when he saw the ghost attack and quickly retreated to the rear. But how could he, a level 79 auxiliary soul master, compare with the titled Douluo of the Agile Power System?
The ghost smiled coldly and with a little excitement, the leader of the Seven Treasures Glazed Li Sect was about to die at his own hands. This made people feel very accomplished when they think about it.
And this is also a great contribution. If he succeeds, his status in the Spirit Hall will be higher. Thinking of this, his speed will be a little faster.
"Ghost, dare," Dugu Bo shouted violently, and his body moved, trying to help Ning Fengzhi resolve this fatal attack.
Ning Fengzhi, who assists the soul master, is not only weak in speed, but also in his defense. If he is hit by a ghost, Ning Fengzhi will probably be in danger, and even if he does not die, he will be severely injured.
Gui Mei naturally ignored Dugu Bo and had a must-kill towards Ning Fengzhi. How could he give up just because of his words?
"Ghost, you are looking for death!" A murderous voice came from the sky, and the sound was sharp, like a sharp sword piercing the soul.
The moment the sound came out, a silver-white sword light shot into the sky. The sword light was nearly ten meters long and extremely sharp. It seemed that even the earth could be split. The sword light was extremely fast, and the target was aimed directly at the ghost.
Feeling the attack of the sword light, the ghost's face changed drastically. He looked up and saw the sharp sword light. His pupils tightened, and his forward speed immediately stopped. The strong sense of crisis made him retreat quickly. This speed was actually a little faster than his forward speed.
But his speed was slower than the sword light after all. The sword light hit his body, and the ghost took a breath of cold air in pain, endured the pain on his arm and continued to retreat, not daring to pause at all.
He knew very well who this sword light came from, it was the sword-dao Chenxin.
It would be impossible for him to say that Chen Xin was not afraid of it, and he would not be able to catch Chen Xin's sword.
The sword light slashed on the ground, and a deep and thin sword mark appeared, with sharp sword energy remaining around it.
"Hmph, how dare you be distracted?" Bibidong snorted coldly. Chen Xin was still distracted and supported others in the battle with him, and he simply didn't take her seriously.
Although Chen Xin swung the sword just now very quickly, he was distracted after all. This short opportunity was fatal to a strong man like them. He could even decide the outcome of the battle.
Bibidong would naturally not miss such a good opportunity. If he blocked Tang Hao's attack, a pair of purple wings appeared behind Bibidong. The wings slapped. Bibidong's flight speed increased greatly, and the sickle transformed into his arm slashed hard at Jian Chen.
Chen Xin hurriedly blocked the sword in his hand, and in a hurry, he could not stop Bibidong's fierce attack. His arm was numb, and his tiger's mouth was slightly cracked, and his body retreated dozens of meters.
"Hu" Chen Xin's breathing was a little rapid. Bibi Dong's blow just now made his body blood surging, and he suffered a great loss.
That is, Bibidong was held back by Tang Hao for a while, giving him a certain reaction time, otherwise he would probably be severely injured by Bibidong this time.
Distraction in battle is a big taboo, and distraction in battle with opponents stronger than himself is even more taboo. Now the injuries he suffered are already considered lighter in terms of the mistake he made just now.
The ghost came directly to Yueguan, with blood dripping from his right arm, his face looked very ugly, and his teeth were clenched at Chen Xin in the sky, his eyes full of murderous intent. He recorded this hatred.
"Old ghost, are you okay?" Yue Guan noticed the wound on Gui Mei's right arm and asked with concern.
"Fortunately, I won't lose the battle." Gui Mei said with a gloomy face. He did not appear in the Ming place just to attack them. Originally, his sneak attack was going to be successful and he could directly solve Ning Fengzhi, but at this critical moment, he was actually destroyed by Chen Xin. It's really hateful.
"Let's go together." Yueguan looked at Chen Xin in the sky, then looked at Ning Fengzhi on the ground, and said coldly.
"Yeah" the ghost nodded.
Dugu Bo stood in front of Ning Fengzhi, with an extremely solemn expression.
"Kill this Dugu Bo first," Gui Mei suggested.
"Okay" Yueguan agreed. He had wanted to kill Dugu Bo for a long time, so he took this opportunity to take advantage of it.
"The two elders should go and deal with the two who are here to disrupt the situation. Let me leave this Dugu Bo to deal with it." Wang Chen said, and the two of them were flying quickly towards them in the direction he was looking at.
Judging from the fact that they were able to fly, we knew that they must be the title-titled powerful people. If he guessed correctly, it should be the helping hand called by Ning Fengzhi and others.
Yueguan and Gui Mei also noticed the two people flying from afar, and their eyes sterned.
"Social Son, this Dugu Bo is a titled Douluo. Can you... deal with it?" Yue Guan whispered. He was not very confident in Wang Chen. Even if Dugu Bo is the weakest titled Douluo, he is also a titled Douluo. Can such a strong man Wang Chen deal with it?
He knew that Wang Chen's talent was very perverted and could fight beyond the level. His current combat power might be close to the titled Douluo, but it is close to it. It is hard to say whether he can really defeat the titled Douluo.
"Elder Ju, don't worry, I can deal with Dugu Bo," Wang Chen said confidently.
Chapter completed!