Chapter 963 Beauty Like Jade and Sword Like Rainbow

Thirty or forty ghost generals outside the barrier, unable to break through for a long time, became more and more irritable.

Suddenly, all the ghost generals uttered terrified screams, which seemed to be wailing from the depths of their souls, conveying a very frightening emotion.

Yang Qingxuan and Shi Yuyan sensed an abnormality at the same time, and the pressure on the enchantment under the mixture of the two flags was significantly reduced.

Yang Qingxuan's eyes flashed, staring at the ghost king outside the barrier, and said in surprise: "What is the ghost king going to do?!"

Only then did everyone realize that countless blue and black blood vessels burst out from the ghost king's body, like a rain of needles, they penetrated into the bodies of these ghost generals, desperately sucking out their ghost energy.

That childlike face was full of ferocity and gloom.

By sucking a lot of ghost energy from the ghost general's body, the wounds on the ghost king's body are recovering little by little. From time to time, light streaks are forced out of the body, and a piece of flesh and blood burst open with a "bang", and then healed by the ghost energy.

Everyone's expressions changed drastically, and they immediately understood what the ghost king was doing.

Hei Lan said in shock: "What should we do now?!"

Yang Qingxuan made a decisive decision and said: "We must not let him recover from his injuries, otherwise there will be no chance of winning. Let's take action now, we can't wait any longer!"

Everyone glanced at each other and made eye contact with each other, and they all understood.

Yang Qingxuan and Shi Yuyan looked at each other, and at the same time they made a gesture, and took back the two flags.

The two flags separated slowly in the air, with a look of reluctance.

There was an inexplicable strangeness in the hearts of the two of them, like the yellow and blue double flags, as if they were involved in some kind of emotion.

Especially Shi Yuyan, when she thought of the identity of the other party, she couldn't help but feel dazed, her cheeks were flushed, and she felt her face was hot.

Yang Qingxuan was keenly aware of her blushing, and said in surprise: "Miss Shi, are you okay?"

Shi Yuyan was even more ashamed, the blush on her face was turning purple, she lowered her head, and whispered softly like a mosquito: "It's okay."

Yang Qingxuan froze for a moment, and said with some concern: "Is it really all right?"

Shi Yuyan was ashamed and angry, and said angrily, "Of course it's fine!"

Yang Qingxuan was a little baffled, and didn't understand why her temper suddenly turned sour.

As soon as the double-flag enchantment was closed, the ghostly aura filled the sky rushed towards his face, Hei Lan shouted loudly: "Don't be silly, let's do it!"

Immediately, a pitch-black long whip was formed in his hand, and black air rose from it. If the flames were burning, his figure flickered in the air, and he hit the ghost king at an extremely fast speed, and at the same time shouted: "Cover!"

Yang Qingxuan and Shi Yuyan followed immediately, turning into two rays of light, one blazing fire and the first-class drinking water.

The rest of the people also immediately attacked the surrounding ghost generals, holding them back and giving the three of them time.

"boom!"

Hei Lan's long whip slammed in front of the ghost king, causing large ripples, and several burst blood vessels were directly shattered by the black air.

The ghost king bared his teeth and let out a painful sound.

But although the long whip was fierce, it didn't hurt his body, and was blocked by a layer of ghost energy.

Hei Lan poured all his strength into the long whip, and countless runes flashed and disillusioned on the whip, making the ghostly energy roll under the pressure, but he still couldn't break it, and it was even difficult to get even an inch!

"Yang Qingxuan, your fire!"

Hei Lan roared loudly, the veins on his face popped out, he gritted his teeth and said, "I'm afraid only your karma can break this eerie aura!"

Needless to say, Yang Qingxuan came across the sky with a sword, and the fire of karma was like a rainbow, smashing demons and killing evil!

The ghost king shrank his pupils, shot a frightened look, bared his teeth and roared, spread his hands in front of him, then clenched his fists, and pushed straight out.

"Boom!"

The strength of the fist rolled up a huge wind, turning into a blue tornado, tearing apart the space, rushing away, and hitting the sword rainbow.

The two-color karmic fire was quickly scattered, forming circles of fire patterns, shining in the sky.

Although the ghost king is afraid of Karma, but after all, his strength is there. He directly uses the realm to suppress Karma, so that he cannot get close. Although the energy is consumed very quickly, there is no way out, and the effect is not bad, completely blocking Yang Qingxuan.

But what came immediately was a clear stream, like a mountain and flowing water, sweeping away thousands of troops.

With the body of a woman, Shi Yuyan displayed such fierce and domineering arrogance, a halberd only used by men, which did not violate any harmony, but on the contrary, she was more heroic.

The ghost king's face became angry, and he drank again, and the ghost energy burst out from his body, shaking Hei Lan and Yang Qingxuan back a little, and then grabbed the sharp edge of the war halberd with his left hand, green fingers like jade.

Shi Yuyan's complexion changed drastically, and she realized that her sapphire-like immature hands possessed ten thousand catties of strength, but it was difficult for her to swing her war halberd even a little bit.

Murderous intent flashed in the ghost king's eyes, and he pushed forward with his left hand, and the halberd was pressed back.

Shi Yuyan is also very experienced in battle, so she hurriedly let go of her hands, and then the halberd passed by her side. Instead of retreating, he advanced, he took several steps forward in an instant, and stood in front of the ghost king, his beautiful eyes suddenly became as calm as water, without the slightest ripple.

"Autumn Light Painting Screen!"

A beam of sword light, like water and snow, flashed out from the figure in the white dress with embroidered chrysanthemum patterns and scattered flowers.

Beauty is like jade and sword is like rainbow.

The ghost king's face changed, and he said secretly: "Not good!"

But the sword was as powerful as water and light, it had broken through the ghostly aura, and stabbed in front of him.

The ghost king was shocked, and hurriedly withdrew his hand, ignoring the attacks of Yang Qingxuan and Hei Lan, he grabbed the sword Mu Hanxue with both hands.

Shi Yuyan's pupils shrank, she flashed determination and composure, and softly called: "Yang Qingxuan."

Yang Qingxuan's body trembled, as if feeling something in his heart, he hurriedly turned around.

I saw the grand soul light on Shi Yuyan's body, turning into soul seals and spreading, and the cold snow on Mu Hanxue was as cold as ice, shining like a cold moon.

Yang Qingxuan's heart shrank suddenly, and he immediately understood the meaning of Shi Yuyan calling him. She was about to deliver that knowing blow.

But after this trick appears, it will lose all strength and completely lose combat power within a certain period of time.

She wanted him to protect her.

Yang Qingxuan didn't understand why Shi Yuyan called herself.

Shi Yuyan herself didn't understand, if there were other people around, she would definitely not dare to use this trick. But now it is displayed.

Moreover, she secretly felt strange that she had been in the Black Sea for a long time, and now that she had performed a total of three knowing strikes, he was always by her side.

One time, he dealt with Ni Ba, and he stole the Xuanyuan Control Water Flag away. The second time was to deal with him directly, and he took the initiative to send back the Xuanyuan Control Water Flag. But this moment is the third time, the identities of the two have changed from passers-by, enemies, and now comrades-in-arms.

Although the two of them were thinking about each other, they didn't have much time and distracting thoughts. Mu Hanxue's sword suddenly burst into light, like a silver candle and autumn light coldly painting the screen.

It is also like the cold night on the sky steps, as cool as water.

Yang Qingxuan retracted his long sword, turned around, and on Qingjun's face, between bright eyes and star eyebrows, faint purple fire clouds flickered.