Originally, there was snake pillar yihei xiaobarney in this operation, but because he was worried about the situation of honey glass, xiaobarney went to Jiyuan on the way.


    Only Shiyong Fukuoka and Xingming came to the narrow fog mountain to see if they could find the whereabouts of your beans through Shilong, so as to protect your beans from being caught by ghost dance.


    But I didn''t expect to meet a ghost here that is more terrible than ghost dance.


    Yes, in the eyes of Xingming and Fukuoka, the ghost bathed in the sun is more terrible.


    Even the sun can''t kill, which means that the ghost has no weakness.


    Even if the ghost dance is not miserable, it is afraid of the sun. This is the weakness that all ghosts can''t make up for, but the ghost in front of us is adapted to the sun.


    Little did I know that little Barney, who had reached Jiyuan at the moment, was crying bitterly now.


    He saw the bodies of Yuyu Tianyuan and butterfly Ren, including honey glass.


    This is bad news.


    He couldn''t believe that the honey glass he secretly loved died like this.


    "Water column, rock column, good luck."


    Overlooking Fugang Yiyong and Xingming, Wang Xuzheng was worried that he couldn''t find it. Unexpectedly, it didn''t take much time to find nowhere. He even sent the door automatically.


    If you eat these two people, his strength will rise again.


    "The breath of water, the form of four, the beating tide."


    "Breath of rock · type of five · tile wheel punishment department."


    The two sides didn''t even have room to talk. Yoshihiro Fukuoka and Xingming shot directly.


    Wang Xu threw away lenglong, who was already breathing, and his figure turned into a residual shadow and disappeared in mid air. He easily escaped the attack of the two men.


    However, Yoshihiro Fukuoka and Xingming are not vegetarian. They quickly turn around and attack again.


    "Foot shaving."


    The air was torn, Wang Xu''s right foot was swept by sharp silk thread, and the surface in front of him was lifted directly.


    Strong force rushed into the night, and a large amount of soil and sand splashed. Yoshihiro Fukuoka and Xingming retreated, circuitous left and right, and began to attack Wang Xu.


    "Whew!"


    The ground burst within a radius of three meters. Wang xuru''s shell took off. A large number of silk threads in his right hand began to wind and closely combine in midair, and finally formed a separation.


    "Shadow riding line."


    The real body and the separated body waved at tooka Yiyong and Xingming respectively, and a large number of silk threads formed spiral pillars and fell from the sky.


    "Boom... Boom..."


    The earth''s crust kept rising, and Yoshihiro Fukuoka and Xingming rushed out of the dust. Their faces were ugly.


    Falling on the ground, Wang Xu rushed to Xingming, while his separation attacked Fugang Yiyong.


    "Two types · broken noodles."


    Seeing Wang Xu rushing over, Xingming stepped on the chain and suddenly threw out the meteor hammer. It was powerful and sinking at an amazing speed.


    The earth cracked layer upon layer, and Wang Xu disappeared first.


    "More than a whip."


    Close in front of Xingming, the five fingers of Wang Xu''s right hand stretched out a silk thread, sweeping like running water.


    The air broke, and Xingming held a hammer and an axe in front of him, but the sharp silk thread turned around and attacked his back. Xingming jumped and hid in a critical moment.


    But the hatch is also open.


    Wang Xu seemed to expect Xingming''s action and jumped up when Xingming jumped up. He swept his right foot and didn''t even give Xingming a chance to stop him.


    "How possible."


    Xingming''s face was twisted. His whole body was bent into shrimps. He vomited blood in his mouth and nose. He turned into a shell and swept through the ruins all the way, breaking trees and lying in the mud and grass.


    "Shua!"


    Wang Xu blinked away one after another and appeared in front of Xingming in just a moment. The hook and claw of his right hand spread five silk threads and grabbed Xingming from top to bottom.


    Xing Mingqiang held back his broken belly and avoided the meteor hammer.


    But Wang Xu not only dodged skillfully, but also bullied him and swept to Xingming again.


    The blood gushed from his mouth again. Xingming didn''t even have a chance to backhand. After breaking several giant trees, he hit the mountain and sank deep into it. His face was pale.


    Wang Xu blinked and disappeared one after another. His right hand stretched back and pushed away at Xingming across the air. The next second, dozens of thin silk threads were ejected from his palm, and finally wound together to form a white spear to attack Xingming''s internal organs.


    Xingming dodged dangerously. The white silk spear ran through the mountain without any obstruction, and cut horizontally to Xingming. He completely regarded the mountain as nothing.


    Xingming was stunned and hurriedly blocked it with a bold axe. His feet were deep in the ground and moved laterally.


    "Poof..."


    The sharp weapon ran through the flesh and blood figure. Wang Xu suddenly appeared behind him. The five silk threads in his left hand ran through Xingming''s body without hindrance. The trend continued to go deep into the mountain, leaving five holes.


    Wang Xu''s action was crisp and neat. His right foot whirled and kicked Xingming on his chest. With the deafening sound, Xingming was deeply trapped in the mountain. The cracks around him formed spider webs and became a big pit.


    The pungent blood is dripping. Xingming is covered with blood. He doesn''t look like an adult. His breathing in his mouth has been intermittent.


    Wang Xu came forward, opened his right hand and wound it with silk thread to form a sharp straw. He directly inserted it into Ming''s chest and began to wriggle. At the speed visible to the naked eye, the blood reflux on Ming was swallowed.


    Until Xingming completely becomes a mummy.


    The whole battle was overwhelming. Xingming couldn''t even fight back effectively.


    Every attack seemed to be captured by Wang Xu in advance, which felt like the enemy had the first chance.


    After eating Xingming, Wang Xu disappeared in situ.


    At the moment, Fujioka volunteers are fighting with the separation. At the beginning, because the separation is close to the body, it is competing against each other. But as the separation and the body are getting farther and farther away, Fujioka volunteers begin to gain the upper hand.


    As long as Wang Xu comes ten seconds late, Yoshihiro Fukuoka can solve this separation, but the reality is very cruel.


    The sun wheel knife was blocked by five silk threads. Yoshihiro Fukuoka hit Wang Xu hard and couldn''t bear the huge force and flew out.


    "Waterwheel."


    In an emergency, Yoshito Fukuoka turned his body somersault and made a circular chop, and the breath of water unloaded that power.


    "Xingming."


    Watching Wang Xu appear, Fukuoka Yiyong''s heart sank.


    If Xingming is still alive, he will never let the ghost come. Now there is only one possibility that Xingming is dead.


    "The breath of water, the type of pick-up and the flow of life."


    With his eyes fixed on Wang Xu, Yoshiro Fukuoka breathed and was ready to put all his eggs in one basket.


    The whole person was like a water dragon spinning and tumbling. The clouds and flowing water kept crossing in front of Wang Xu, and the sun wheel knife in his hand went straight to his neck.


    "Ding..."


    Bursts of sparks filled the air. Wang Xu''s left hand spread and the silk thread stopped in front of him, and his right hand picked at Fukuoka volunteers. The transparent silk thread was destroyed from bottom to top.


    In a critical moment, Fukuoka took a leap forward.


    "The breath of water, the type of eleven, the form of water."


    The whole world was quiet. Yoshiro Fukuoka came behind Wang Xu at an incomprehensible speed and ran straight to his neck with the sun wheel knife in his hand.


    And Wang Xu seemed to be fixed.


    After the sun wheel knife easily scratched his neck, Wang Xu''s head flew in the air.


    "Poof..."


    Fukuoka Yiyong''s body was shocked, an arm ran through his chest from his back heart, and blood gushed out like a column of water.


    This is Wang Xu''s part.


    In fact, Yoshihiro Fukuoka has made psychological preparations. He can only change one life for another. Only in this way can there be a glimmer of hope, otherwise he will not be the opponent of the ghost.


    "Very powerful."


    The head opening rolled in the air, and then a transparent silk thread was pulled back to the neck and healed in an instant.


    Yoshihiro Fukuoka''s eyes were dim. He knew he had no chance.


    The ghost is more powerful than he thought.


    He was sure that he had cut off his neck with the sun wheel knife, but the other party had nothing to do.


    Even the sunshine has been overcome, not to mention the sun wheel knife!!