Chapter 1185? Full of Anger, Nowhere to Put It!

Guan Jinghao was a little nervous.

The few Star Sect disciples he brought also quickly moved towards him.

The opponent has already shown his own strength with this shot.

It must not be underestimated.

And Guan Jinghao also quickly took out his mobile phone. He originally wanted to call Gao Ge, but he didn't expect that as soon as he took out his mobile phone, there was a gust of cold wind behind him.

He turned his face quickly, and what he saw was a hideous and terrifying grimace.

With a "bang", the cell phone that Guan Jinghao had just taken out was smashed into pieces.

"Revenant?" Guan Jinghao was startled for a moment, then quickly clenched his fist, and landed on the revenant, which was also shattered.

With his strength, it is of course no problem to deal with a dead soul.

"How about this, leave that little girl to me, and I'll spare you, how about it?" The man in the coat stepped forward and said heavily.

"Leave it to you? Hehe, dog, do you deserve it too?" Guan Jinghao sneered, and even sneered at what the other party said just now, "A group of big and smashing people dare to come to my Huaxia presumptuously, don't hide in the gutter Li Gou, still dare to stand upright, do you really think that no one in the world can kill you?"

"I only know that the lord of the Star Sect, Gao Ge, speaks sharply, but I didn't expect that the ordinary disciples of the Star Sect are also sharp-tongued." The Yamato man sighed, and said, "I know, you have been looking for us recently, But why didn't you think about it, perhaps, we have been standing behind you all the time?"

Guan Jinghao's heart trembled suddenly.

Not only him, but everyone never thought that there is such a possibility.

Moreover, the fact that the other party can find this place is enough to show that what the other party is telling is the truth.

"Gao Ge, as an immortal cultivator in the ancient martial arts realm, we naturally dare not follow, but it's not a problem to leave a few people in the Star Sect to watch over you. It's still the same sentence, hand over that little girl, and I won't die waiting around you. "

Guan Jinghao took a deep breath and let out a soft drink.

"Disciples of the Star Sect, listen up!"

"exist!"

"If you meet a Yamato cultivator, kill him without mercy!"

"yes!"

"Kill these broken pieces and let them know that I, Star Sect, cannot be bullied, and I, Huaxia, cannot be bullied!"

"yes!"

Then Guan Jinghao launched an offensive, but before he started, he whispered a word to Mad Dog.

"Think of a way, notify the suzerain, don't be discovered by them..."

Mad Dog still looked panic-stricken.

He also saw the grimace before.

Until now, his soul has not returned to its place.

When Guan Jinghao led the disciples of the Star Sect to fight the three Yamato people who walked in, Mad Dog suddenly came back to his senses.

He looked around and moved quietly.

However, just as he turned around suddenly and ran towards the corridor, his shoulders suddenly sank.

When he turned his face, what he saw was a dry hand, not round at all, but Mad Dog didn't have the guts to try it.

Because the owner of that hand was a grimace that was so pale that it had no blood in it.

"What else?!" The mad dog was frightened mad.

Since the start of spiritual recovery, more and more condensed souls have successfully appeared. However, many people still hold a dubious attitude towards this, suspecting that the videos circulating on the Internet are actually made by computers, and Mad Dog is unwilling to believe it. , he always felt that he had someone's life in his hands. If there were really dead souls, wouldn't he have been killed by unjust souls long ago? What's more, how many years has it been since human beings appeared? If there are dead souls after death, wouldn't those dead souls have to stack up with arhats and ghosts? Otherwise, I won't be able to stand up!

But now, Mad Dog feels that the door to a new world has been opened.

This is so...

It is true!

He stretched out his hand, clenched his fist, and punched it, but the fist passed through the opponent's face, as if it had hit a cloud of air.

And Guan Jinghao also noticed this side, and shouted loudly: "Without energy and aura blessing, you can't touch him, just run!"

Hearing this sentence, the mad dog woke up from his dream, and hurriedly fought hard again.

Mad Dog's younger brothers stood beside him, all of them looking helpless.

They had grown up their courage and wanted to help, but because they were not immortal cultivators, they couldn't help much.

Suddenly, that grimace opened its mouth, revealing its sharp fangs, and struck towards the mad dog's neck.

"My Cao!" The mad dog was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat. Fortunately, at this time, a disciple of the Star Sect had already retreated to his side, and a talisman was sacrificed, and a golden light burst out in an instant, directly entangled the mad dog. Revenant shattered. He wasn't strong enough, so he couldn't smash a dead soul with his own strength like Guan Jinghao did. Fortunately, he was a disciple of Xuantang and had some talismans by his side.

The face of the mad dog who had broken free from the restraints was still a little pale. Which normal person can remain calm when encountering such a scene?

"Hurry up and notify the suzerain!" The Star Sect disciple yelled, and after turning his face away, the Yamato in white clothes had already arrived in front of him. But there was a cold smile on his face.

"Be careful!" Another disciple of the Star Sect reminded, but the person who retreated again and again felt a gust of cold wind behind him, so without thinking, he punched behind him with a punch, and hit a dead soul firmly. .

"What the hell... are you dead souls wholesale?!"

After speaking, he flicked his wrist again, took out two talisman seals, and charged forward.

The leader, Yamato, had an extra samurai sword in his hand, but it was a wooden sword, which didn't seem to have any lethality at all.

If you observe carefully, you will find that there are some runes on the wooden knife with a vermilion pen, which is so complicated that Guan Jinghao can't understand it.

But when he saw the wooden knife, his hairs stood on end, and a sense of crisis swept over him.

"Under Matsuno Muji, the sword will not kill the unknown." Matsuno Muxia held the wooden knife in his hand and stared at Guan Jinghao coldly.

"Your Majesty, the father of Matsuno Meji, please enlighten me!" Guan Jinghao laughed loudly, and punched him down.

Originally, he wanted to use the power of his fist to smash the wooden knife taken out by the opponent, but he never thought that before his fist touched the wooden knife, he would already feel a strange force coming, cold like a sudden attack poisonous snake.

He was shocked in his heart, but it was impossible to escape now, so he could only grit his teeth, mobilize the energy in his body again, abandon distracting thoughts, and only wanted to charge and kill.

With a sound of "嗖", the wooden knife suddenly disappeared, and when it reappeared, it was already in front of him.

"Let's go!" At this moment, a disciple of the Star Sect suddenly rushed forward, bumped into Guan Jinghao and knocked Guan Jinghao away, but he couldn't avoid it, watching the wooden knife sink into his abdomen. A wooden knife is extremely sharp, like a knife cutting tofu.

However, the Star Sect disciple who was submerged into the abdomen by the wooden knife did not just fall down. Instead, his body shriveled at a speed visible to the naked eye, like a balloon that suddenly started to leak. When it fell down, it was more like a blindfold. Layered skeleton.

Matsuno Meji slowly pulled out the wooden knife, and there was a strange red light flashing on the wooden knife, and every character on it was floating like a little snake.

"You are lucky to be able to contribute to my Stealing Sword." Matsuno Meji grinned.

Guan Jinghao's eyes had turned red.

"Dog, I... want... to kill you!"

After finishing speaking, he slapped the floor, his body bounced up like a spring, and rushed away at an extremely fast speed. He opened his bow with ten punches in succession.