Mesmerizing Ghost Doctor

The opened monk saw a sharp blade across his throat, and his fierce murder surprised him with a white face, and he was afraid of coming.

If I couldn’t avoid it, I’m afraid he’s already murdered on the spot!

At the moment, the whole person was scorned and careless, and the whole person was alert. At this time, he saw the little girl once again leaned over, and the dagger in his hand was attacked by him.

The children and the aunts also shot at this moment. These monks who came up were about a dozen people. In terms of their strength, it is no problem to deal with them.

Mu Yan was a wave of Long Yuanjian. He saw the sword on the blade and shot the sharp sword. The swords attacked and the two monks who greeted him could not help but retreat.

Qingdi stood there with a negative look and did not help. He only watched the three people fight against the dozens of people. Looking at their skills and fighting power, he nodded secretly.

Talent is indeed extremely important, like the three of them themselves have extraordinary talents, the speed of cultivation is faster than the ordinary monks, the comprehension is not low, the small combat power is so, he grows up, naturally better.

He stood there, his eyes watching him fighting there, but his thoughts drifted away until he was screaming at the sword and he was slowed up.

"go to hell!"

Maybe the blood of the corpse on the ground hurts his eyes, or he sees three children killing people and even the eyes are not stunned. At this moment, this monk is losing his mind. In an instant, it was actually a sword that swayed to the man who stood still and did not move.

"Dare to shoot my master? You are looking for death!"

One of the nephews turned around and saw that the monk had taken the sword to their masters and was angry at the same time. Although he knew that the man could not hurt their master, his action still angered her.

The dagger was held in the other hand, and a whip slammed out, pulling the fallen sword back and pulling it back into the distance, while the whip was collected and slammed toward the man.

"Let you start with my master! Hey!"

The tender voice was full of anger, and as the voice came out, it was the sound of the airflow when the whip struck and the sound of the slamming on the monk.

Farther away, those who are only watching are watching the scene in front, and they only feel cold and lifted from the soles of their feet to the heart.

Although they also want the ancient sword, they know more clearly that the man with three children is afraid of not being an ordinary person. Therefore, when those monks go around, they do not Before, I just wanted to see if the monks could win the dragon sword from those hands.

But I don't want to, the man doesn't have to shoot at all, just the three disciples around him have already abused the dozen monks.

The blood on the ground, and the horrified eyes of the monks when they died, all showed their fear and regret before death, and also brought them deep shock and shock.

"hiss!"

Suddenly, a monk took a sigh of air and stared at the whip that the little girl smacked. He shouted in disbelief: "That is the whip! That, it is blue. emperor!"

At the same time as the exclamation, the monk only felt his legs weak, and the whole person fell down.