boom!

The violent bloody and black literary spirit kept raging the mountain road, and the weeds and gravels flew into the sky like gravel. Under the nervous expressions of Jin Yuan and Ji Taoist, Yan Luo was getting closer and closer to the masked woman.

Ten meters!

Seven meters!

Four meters!

Even though the two were less than three meters apart, they still did not make any aggressive moves, as if they were not hostile, but their literary spirit had already rolled up nearly six meters high, like two tornadoes, with a huge momentum and subverting their eyes!

"Do you retreat without retreating?"

Just as the two were one meter apart, both sides stopped and said with murderous intent in Shan Luo's eyes. After all, the other party was a woman, but if she still refused to give up, don't blame him for being rude.

Faced with the threat of being single, the masked woman just said coldly: "You are so proud of falling down. Don't really think that you are invincible in the world."

Her graceful body seemed so weak in front of the lonely fall like a demon god, but the momentum that burst out from her body was no less than him. She was also a powerful king!

"snort!"

Since the words are not in line, let’s see the truth from behind. After thinking about it, Shanluo’s right fist rushed towards the masked woman’s belly with a strong wind. The speed was so fast that Ji Daoren and Jin Yuan’s eyes could not be captured at all.

With a bang, the masked woman hit her right fist with her palms, blocking Shanluo's right fist, but his power is so terrifying that even she is a king-level existence, she still cannot beat Shanluo's strength.

She felt an unstoppable force rushing towards her, and then her body was directly hit by a single punch, and her legs were bent and her body rose up.

Just as Shanluo's right leg was whipping like a whip, the masked woman's figure shook, and almost instantly she disappeared out of thin air, leaving only a black literary spirit like smoke. Seeing Shanluo's pupils shrink, he felt a strong wind coming from behind.

"Bang!"

Before Shanluo could turn around, he was hit on the back by a huge force. The next moment, his body fell to the grass like a rolling stone. In the eyes of Taoist Ji and Jin Yuan, the masked woman appeared behind him as if teleported, and her speed was as fast as lightning.

With a loud bang, the reaction speed of his single drop was also extraordinary. In a very short period of time, he quickly adjusted his body and his feet were the first to land. The grass collapsed a few centimeters in an instant, and cracks like spider webs extended outward from the center of his feet. His expression was as cold as frost, like the god of death.

"It's a terrible speed, but if that's the case, just fall at my feet!"

Feeling the severe pain coming from behind, Shan Luo thought indifferently that the next moment he bounced up again and rushed into the masked woman in the air.

"Come out! The Last Ghost!"

Taoist Ji raised his soul-conjuring mirror and shouted, the dark dead energy quickly overflowed from it. Under Jin Yuan's surprised gaze, the dead energy transformed into a hideous and terrifying ghost.

"roar"

The Mo Zun Ghost, who looked like a ghost, roared at the masked woman, and her hill-like body showed domineering and violent temperament. The fishy smell came out as the bloody mouth opened.

On the other side, Shan Luo and the masked woman started fighting in the air. The two fists were like the wind, and afterimages were connected. Blood and black gas intertwined in the air, and waves swept across the gravel on the mountain wall.

"Although this guy is not as powerful as me, his reaction speed is too fast. I can't hurt her for a moment."

While attacking, he was shocked to think that this woman was clearly a player, and she was so powerful that he couldn't help but feel a sense of crisis in his heart.

There are always some luck in billions of players, and they cannot always be invincible. The masked woman in front of her completely sounded the alarm for him.

"roar!"

At this moment, the violent roar of the Mozun Ghost exploded in Shanluo and the masked woman's ears. Then they felt the light of the light was dark, but the huge fist of the Mozun Ghost hit.

With a bang, the masked woman who was avoiding Shanluo's fist and kick was hit by Mo Zun Gui without any reaction. The punch hit her hard on her left arm. Shanluo vaguely heard a faint but familiar whistle, not sure if it was an auditory hallucination.

"boom!"

The masked woman hit the grass and smashed a big hole. Shan Luo quickly landed in front of her. He stomped his feet and quickly jumped in front of her. His right hand poked out like a poisonous snake, and quickly grabbed the masked woman's neck.

After being pinched by Shanluo, she did not resist, but Shanluo saw a bright red liquid flowing under her mask. It was obvious that she was injured by the Mo Zun Ghost.

Shanluo will not have sympathy for the enemy. Although the other party is a woman, they do not know each other.

"I didn't expect that the depraved depravity would dare not fight alone!"

The cold voice of the masked woman blew into Shanluo's ears like the cold wind. Even though she was subdued by Shanluo, her tone still seemed neither salty nor light.

"If you don't have the help of the Mo Zun Ghost, you will still be no match for me!"

Shanluo stared at the blood-red eyes and said coldly. He did not lie. Although the masked woman was very fast, Shanluo did not try her best, and even did not sacrifice the God of Killing.

Upon hearing this, the masked woman did not have any emotional fluctuations, and she could not see her expression under the mask. She said again: "Fallen, you are no longer safe but you don't know it. It's so sad!"

This made him frown suddenly, and he asked, "What does it mean?"

Not far away, Ji Daoren and Jin Yuan looked at the lonely figure supporting the masked woman with strange expressions. This posture really makes people think a lot.

"Anyone will eventually fall into a place of doom. Work hard to be strong, otherwise no one will protect you in the future!"

The masked woman continued to say something that Shanluo couldn't guess thoroughly, and she felt annoyed when she heard it: "Noisy! I want to see what you look like under the mask!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Shan Luo's left hand grabbed her scarlet stripes mask. However, at this moment, a violent black literary aura suddenly burst out from the masked woman. The literary aura was many times stronger than before. Shan Luo, who was caught off guard, was directly pushed into the air by the black literary aura.

"Fallen! You are too weak. Remember my name, Wheel Pill! I will not show mercy again when I meet again next time!"

The masked woman lay in the pit and said in a stern manner. In a hurry, she seemed to see the disdain in her right eye exposed in her mask, which made his heart angry.

However, the next moment, the masked woman's body blurred and then disappeared into the pit out of thin air. At the same time, the black literary spirit that was impacting the lonely fall also dissipated. When he landed, the masked woman had already disappeared around him.

He squatted in the pit where the masked woman was originally lying and silent. At this time, Daoren Ji and Jin Yuan hurried over, but the huge body of the Mozun Ghost dissipated into death and drifted with the wind.

"Wind Pill?"

Shan Luo murmured to himself, his mouth bent up, although he was smiling on his face, his eyes were full of murderous intent, and his heart was frozen
Chapter completed!