The Legend of Xianyu

Twelve robbers who did not look like ordinary horse thieves slowly got up, and the twelve different weapons of various types were also glowing with bloody cold light in the moonlight.

This gang of horse thieves they have a common name, called the Twelve Fools, do not do business of robbing houses, but specifically take people's money to eliminate disasters for people, this time is to receive the employer's five thousand taels of gold, specially waiting for the rabbit here, waiting for this woman who does not know whether to live or die to die.

The leader of the group is named Tu Sheng, nicknamed the Mighty Ghost King, and I saw that his eyes full of ferocious intent were staring at these young people, his eyes were cold, there was no carelessness, and there was not much extra attention. Although these young men killed a lot of horse thieves they sent out along the way, some catties and taels, not to the effect that they were afraid of capsizing in the gutter, but in the end, the dead were ordinary horse thieves, compared with their twelve vain ghosts, Tu Sheng did not believe that these young people could turn out of the palms of their twelve brothers.

The previous group of unlucky horse thieves were all targets arranged for them by Tu Sheng, and these horse thieves were used by Tu Sheng to find out the number of Li Tianran and his party.

Although these horse thieves have not learned any orthodox martial arts, and most of their realm strength is only about five or six grades, but their skills are all rolled out in the fight again and again, and they are not afraid of death unique to the fierce and vicious generation, and there are many people, and they can even compare to the cavalry charge of the squad between the horses and galloping, which is used to find out the number of these young people, which is very suitable.

The Twelve Demons are the first battle in the true sense of their escort, and it is also the most critical battle.

Brother Long slowly untied the burden on his body, put it down, took out a spear from it, and finally assembled it, the spear was pitch black, about one foot and three feet long, made of black iron, and the body of the spear was engraved with a dragon pattern, which looked really extraordinary.

Li Tianran and Brother Long clenched the wooden sword and spear in their hands, did not retreat, but advanced, and strode forward.

The ghost king Tu Sheng and the other eleven ghosts were a little surprised when they saw this, and the two brothers, the drowning ghost Yang Miao and the powerful ghost Yang Li, even let out a disdainful sneer after being surprised.

These two young people who are not self-sufficient want to use a pair of twelve?twelve vain ghosts are not a useless embroidered pillow, everyone is the limit of the lower six-grade realm, and the leader of the powerful ghost king has even set foot in the first-grade realm, if he does not have some real skills, he will not be able to do this business for others.

Ghost King Tu Sheng used a look, and the drowning ghost Yang Miao and the powerful ghost Yang Li came out side by side, and they also ran rapidly, and when they were still more than a dozen steps away from Li Tianran, they raised the giant blade in their hands high and slashed down fiercely.

One is fast, the other is ruthless.

Li Tianran turned slightly sideways, and a sword was slanted on Yang Miao's giant blade, and the seemingly light and fluttering sword forced Yang Miao's whole person back more than ten zhang. After the oblique pick, he smashed down with the hilt of the sword, smashing Yang Li's knife away, and then stepped on Yang Li's chest with a kick, kicking him out of the air.

Neat.

Ghost King Tu Sheng's face became solemn and raised his hand.

"These boys are a bit of a doorway, everyone should be careful."

"Yang Miao Yang Li, you two and I will deal with this wooden sword boy together."

"The ghost ghost, the fox ghost shadow, and the child ghost Wang Bo, the three of you deal with the kid with the gun, the skin ghost Su Shen, the hanged ghost Chen Han, and the two of you deal with the girl with the sword. The rest of the knife and ghost Guan Fish, the plague ghost Tang Po, the ghost Wang Hu, the cat ghost King Cat, go and get rid of the girl that the employer wanted."

Hearing the arrangement of the ghost king Tu Sheng, all the vain ghosts, including Yang Miao and Yang Li, who were slightly embarrassed, all raised the murder weapons in their hands, centered on the ghost king Tu Sheng, and spread out like a fan to find their respective opponents.

Li Tianran took a deep breath, now he has just stepped into the first-grade realm with half a foot, and he is fighting against a first-grade realm and a sixth-grade powerhouse under the second rank with his own strength, which sounds completely like a madman who does not want to die, but there is a good saying, a gentleman's word, the horse is difficult to chase, it turned out to be what he promised at the beginning, even if he worked hard, he had to complete it, this is Li Tianran's belief

Li Tianran continued to sweep forward with his sword.

Ghost King Tu Sheng squinted at the name Li Tianran and pulled the corners of his mouth.

"I don't know whether to live or die".

I took it myself and smashed it down with a stick on the head.

This stick seems to be plain and straightforward, simple and unremarkable, but in fact, in an instant, it is like the nine ghosts in the world, giving people a feeling of inescapability, this is the ghost king Tu Sheng's unique stunt Nine Ghost Stick, many masters of the same realm who do not know the details have capsized under this stick.

Li Tianran was not frightened, and handed out a sword in his hand, the breeze came slowly, no matter what kind of Hades you are in the Nine Secluded Mansions, I will destroy it from the clear weather.

This is the fourth sword, and the breeze is coming

To the extreme, the sword can become a huge wind, washing everything like a tornado on the sea.

Sticks and swords intersect. Li Tianran's long sword shook, swinging the iron rod, his body took a few steps forward, almost face to face with Tu Sheng, and with one palm, he brought out a fierce sword aura, which was about to completely shatter the heart of this vain ghost leader.

However, the head of the twelve vain ghosts who are rampant in the Jiaoning region is not so easy to get along with, his dignified one-grade realm is already half a realm higher than that of Li Tianran, who is a half-step one-grade, and he doesn't care about Li Tianran's sacrifice of his life. I saw that he punched out without hesitation, making it clear that he was going to exchange injuries for injuries and fight for his life, Li Tianran didn't want to do this, his palm turned over and slapped on his fist, and he slashed a sword on Tu Sheng's back with his left hand, but what Li Tianran didn't expect was that his sword only left a white mark on Tu Sheng's back.

"How could it be".

Li Tianran was a little surprised

"There's nothing to be surprised about, boy, Lao Tzu is a dignified martial artist in the realm of nine repentances. Before becoming the ghost king, he practiced in the Golden Feather Temple, but he was pitiful for committing a murder ring in the temple and then fell into this field, but just with my vajra fruit body, it is not something that you can break with a half-step ghost.

Tu Sheng said as he picked up the iron rod in his hand and threw it towards Li Tianran

"Boy, you just accept your fate."

Tu Sheng's main attack was Yang Miao and Yang Li were on the side, and Li Tianran fought very hard for a while.

While Tu Sheng, Yang Miao, and Yang Li were entangled with Li Tianran, the other three ghosts also found Brother Long in the center of the official road.

"Hurry up, get out of the little ghost, we can still surround your life".

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Ghost Producing Ghost Ridge wrapped some red silk threads around his hands, sneering at Brother Long like a hellish ghost

Hearing Youling's warning, Brother Long held a spear in his hand, and the tip of the spear flashed with a cold light, stabbing straight at Youling. His eyes were as cold as ice, and he stared at Youling in dead silence, as if he was going to freeze Youling's soul as well.

The fox ghost next to him stabbed the spear from the little ghost king, and the weapon in his hand also stabbed back.

"Little ghost looking for death!".

"There is no way here today".

Brother Long took back the spear, a spear, pointing straight at the sky, domineering and awe-inspiring, unmatched!