"Ga!Ga!Ga!"

A harsh crow crow echoed in the mountains and forests. The night was rich and the darkness had already enveloped the earth. Only a little starlight could bring people a sense of security. It was already midnight.

The breeze gently blew the leaves, making a whirring sound. Weiyun sat on the branch holding the Sun Wheel Knife. The night had a certain impact on his field of vision, but the impact was only slim.

What's more, in this environment, the effects of other senses are amplified a lot, such as hearing. In this quiet atmosphere, he even heard the steady breathing of the three people clearly.

So, when a faint sound of fighting came into Weiyun's ears, the guy became excited in an instant.

"Swish!"

Like teleportation, Weiyun suddenly appeared beside the rabbit. The rabbit, who was breathing smoothly with the knife, immediately responded. He had achieved his full concentration of breathing every moment, and his body and senses had begun to become different from ordinary people.

Wei Yun held him down and stopped the Rabbit's excessive reaction.

"Shh~"

"It's me, Weiyun. I discovered a little bit of a small situation. Someone seemed to be fighting nearby. I'm going to go over and take a look. You can watch the night first."

Weiyun lay in the ear of the rabbit and softly explained the reason why he woke him up.

The rabbit moved his head unadapted, and said "yes" that he understood.

"Need my help?"

Although he knew that he would definitely get a negative answer, Getu still asked.

He let go of the hand that was holding the rabbit, Weiyun waved his hand and said that he didn't need it. Then he jumped a few times and disappeared into the forest.

"Oh~"

The rabbit sighed and stood up, patted the soil on his butt, looked at the steady breathing of Zhenhua and Yiyong, who were resting. He gently kicked on the trunk of the tree and jumped to the branch where Weiyun was before, but he was standing and leaning on there.

Wei Yun went forward quickly in the direction of the sound. Judging from his hearing, the battle location was not very far away.

Sure enough, as he got closer to the target location, the sound of the fighting became clearer and clearer. Weiyun had already heard the sound of a sword blade slashing through the skin. Judging from the sound of the fighting, one person was holding the sword, while the other was empty-handed, but it was not certain whether the other was a human being.

Looking for the disgusting smell of blood and the intense fighting sound, Weiyun stopped moving forward on a branch.

Although he was standing on the branches above the heads of the two men fighting below, those two men were wrong. They should be said to be one person and one ghost, but they did not notice his arrival.

Wei Yun pressed one hand on the hilt of the knife around his waist, stood on the branch and looked down.

A swordsman who looked older than him, holding a blue sun-wheel sword in his blade, was fighting with a ghost. The swordsman's combat ability, including swordsman's swordsman, can only be described as ordinary. This is Wei Yun's evaluation of him.

However, this ghost didn't seem to be very strong. One person and one ghost were fighting back and forth. In this night, the sword blades and the ghost's claws collided back and forth, and the crisp "ding-ding-dang" sound of iron was heard endlessly.

As the second ghost seen in Qingshui Weiyun's life, this ghost looks a bit sorry to the audience. Compared with the first ghost seen by Weiyun, this ghost is like a mud leg in the countryside, and the one before is like a noble master in a castle.

"It seems that ghosts have status and are noble and humble. It is indeed a capitalist country with evil nature. Unlike our great celestial dynasty, everyone is equal, helping each other, wealth first leads to wealth, and there is no so-called class division at all. This capitalist system is still too backward, and even ghosts live in dire straits."

Weiyun looked at the person and ghost pecking at each other at the rookie under his feet, and felt a lot of emotion in his heart for a moment, and his heart continued to fly.

"Hard! Eat you! Eat you! Eat you! Eat you and I will become stronger! Eat you and I will survive!"

As if in order to confirm what Wei Yun was thinking, the ghost let out a shrill howl, accusing the injustice of ghosts. A ghost is born noble and talented, and once it becomes a ghost, it is given special power. A scum of ghosts like him is even difficult to eat a bite of human flesh. The final outcome is that it can only be killed by the members of the Demon Slay Team.

It seemed that he thought of the sadness that this ghost suddenly burst out with the power far ahead, and the battle balance between one person and one ghost was instantly broken.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The ghost was wearing tattered clothes, with a scattered head, a hideous face, sharp teeth, and sharp mouth. His hands were like monster claws, and he was very tough. He beat the swordsman in black dress and student uniforms and was almost unable to hold on.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The hungry ghost knocked away the swordsman's sword, who was exhausted, with a heavy claw, and under the swordsman's horror, the hungry ghost smiled and waved his claws to grab the swordsman's head.

"Hahahaha! I finally killed you! My big meal!"

The hungry ghost smiled wildly and swung his claws. He liked the swordsman's expression the moment he was now, with deep despair and helplessness in his horror.

"Puchi!"

The sound of sharp blade cutting sounded, and fishy blood spurted out.

"Plop!"

The black student-dressed swordsman sat on the ground with a butt, and he looked at Wei Yun falling from the sky with shock.

"Bang!"

A complete arm fell to the ground and was beating constantly.

Wei Yun's feet fell gently to the ground. At the critical moment, Wei Yun cut off the ghost's arm. How could he watch the swordsman be killed by the ghost?

"Is it a pillar? It's so strong!"

The young swordsman sitting on the ground was startled by Wei Yun and sighed unconsciously in his mouth.

Wei Yun looked back at him, and a laughing sentence came from under the smiling fox mask:

"No, it's the pillar of the future."

Under the moonlight, the fox-masked boy who fell from the sky cut off the arm of his opponent who was defeated with one sword. In addition, the swordsman of the ghost-killing team felt that he had fallen.

Two swordsmen, one is showing off here and the other is appreciating him. This style is really unique.

The ghost whose arm was cut off was trapped in deep self-doubt. The ups and downs of ghost life were too fast!

The previous second he thought he was going to turn over and sing the serf and rely on his own strength to change the destiny of ghosts. However, the next second, a young man with a fox mask who fell from the sky cut off his dream with one sword.

His face gradually became even more distorted, and the ghost fell into a state of complete violence. He wailed, attacking the person who destroyed his dream like a ghost-born dog.

"Puchi!"

Too fast! You can't see it at all! You can't even see it when you appear and use your sword!

At this moment, the swordsman of the ghost-killing team sitting on the ground and the ghost actually had magical brain waves synchronized.

He turned slightly and his head was still facing Wei Yun, who was killing the ghost swordsman. At the moment the ghost rushed over, he cut off his head with a casual sword, and didn't even look at it.

Looking at the dizzying scene in front of him, the ghost had already felt his head leave his body. The last scene he saw was the face of the boy falling from the sky, the smiling fox mask, like a ghost.

"This ghost is so weak!"
Chapter completed!