Liu Zhengyang was in a very bad state at this time.

In fact, even Liu Zhengyang himself was not sure at the time whether his ideas would work.

After all, he was in the illusion that he was able to kill the silver armor warrior with one sword.

Whether the way of time works is a kind of gamble in itself, but he had a hunch in his heart that he could do it!

I have to say that Liu Zhengyang is really courageous.

Li Dong stopped slowly, and looked at the ghost-faced man standing in front of him without expression.

These people are ghosts, and you can know who they are just by looking at their looks.

"The people in the underworld are really getting more and more arrogant!"

A chuckle sounded, and then a white jade-faced man appeared out of thin air on the top of the mountain not far away.

"Young Master Yu!"

The ghost of the underworld exclaimed, and then stepped back cautiously.

"The more you look at it, the worse your mood will get! Get out of here! Don't force me to hurt people!"

Young Master Yu opened the folding fan with a snap: "Although the TB ghost is terrible, you don't know my skills. Now give you a chance, get out of here!"

"Young Master Yu! Are you sincerely an enemy of our underground palace?"

Young Master Yu gave a sneer, did not respond to them, but turned his head and glanced at Li Dong.

"How? Can you do it?"

Li Dong snorted and ignored him, which made Young Master Yu a little uncomfortable: "Look, the temperament of this dull gourd is really annoying! But it is much better than those of the ghosts and monsters in the underworld!"

The figure of Young Master suddenly disappeared.

The tuberculosis ghosts in the underworld suddenly became a little nervous, and then suddenly a scream came. A tuberculosis ghost standing beside was directly grabbed by Young Master Jade's arm. Accompanied by a crackling sound, the arm of the tuberculosis ghost fell. So ripped off!

At the same time, the folding fan in Master Yu's hand pierced into the throat of the tuberculosis ghost with precision.

"Hi! Young Master Yu, Boring Calabash, you move very fast!"

A slightly ridiculous voice came again, and a young man with bare arms strode towards him who looked very bold.

"Wang Hammer? Why are you here too!"

The tuberculosis ghost apparently recognized the identity of the other party, and inevitably made some desperate voices of doubt at the moment.

Wang Chui grinned.

Against the background of his original bronze skin, his white teeth had a sharp smell in every way he looked.

"It's okay! I heard that the kid Liu Zhengyang killed Lei Che? It's really blue! But fortunately, there is still a chance to do it!"

After finishing speaking, he has a hammer in his hand.

Then he didn't attack the sick ghost, but smashed into the void with a hammer.

With a loud noise, a chubby guy was smashed out.

"Zhu Feng, your kid is going to have trouble with us?"

Wang Chui looked at Zhu Feng with a gloomy expression.

Although Zhu Feng grew fat, his physical strength was staggering. He even directly carried Wang's hammer with his arm, and said with a smile, "Misunderstanding! It's definitely a misunderstanding!"

After speaking, he waved his hand and threw a corpse from behind.

Just by looking at the appearance, you know that it is a person from the Soul Destruction Sect: "Wang Hammer, you know who I am, I am also entrusted by others, so come and take a look! Don't get me wrong!"

"who are you?"

Wang Chui snorted coldly, "Young Master Jade, Calabash, what do you guys say about him?"

"Traitor!"

"Bitch!"

When Zhu Feng heard this, his face suddenly collapsed: "Misinformation! It's all misinformation! Those who chew the tongue, don't have a good thing!"