Without waiting for "Lilujia" to land safely, she urged her to set up her sickle and rumble! With an explosion, the crooked sickle fell to the ground and dissipated into smoke.

The ghost of the Holy Maiden was thrown a large distance by the shock wave. Yale was about to beat the Reservoir Dog, when a bright light suddenly appeared in front of him, and after the thunder resounded through the sky, a gust of wind whistled and pushed the opponent into the sky.

"Are ghosts afraid too?"

The knight laughed mockingly and threw his fists in succession. The black awns rose into the sky one after another, and the flames of the steel battle qi exploded over the thunder in an instant. Hundreds of feet above the rain, all the rain evaporated and merged with the white mist.

He saw it clearly, "Lilujia" was hit on the side, and it was blown up into blue smoke in an instant, and quickly returned to its original state.

In the gust of wind, the ghost of the Holy Maiden floated into the depths of the smoke, where it had already exceeded the killing range of the fist cannon.

It's really not that easy to solve.

Yale sighed in his heart, and out of the corner of his eye glanced at the wheelhouse, where it had long since recovered, and a rotting ghost was at the helm. If I remember correctly, it was that poor **** named Kevin, the hapless one who was the only crew member who actually died.

The knight jumped up sharply, and his body smashed into the helm like a cannonball, smashing this ghost place into a pulp again. With a single kick, the rotting undead was picked out from the rubble, and another kick sent it off the deck.

Even if you don't know what this pile of dead meat is doing, you can't let the enemy do what it wants to do. This is the most basic warrior quality.

Whoosh! His back froze, and arrows came with electric light!

The knight opened his body sideways, and a shadow on the deck swept across the deck at a high speed. In an instant, he slid from the stern to the bow, and slammed the black whip, smashing the arrows in the air.

"It's too slow, it's too slow!" The shadow turned from virtual to solid. Charlene's petite body stepped on the floor and immediately stuck behind him. The two were back to back, defending against the dark arrows in the sky in all directions.

Yale was under great pressure and took the time to ask, "Are you sure those paladins have been killed."

"Of course." There was a bit of pride in the girl's voice.

"I'm afraid it won't be that easy." He thought of the moment when "Li Jialu" was beaten into mist and immediately recovered.

Soon, this suspicion was tested, and the large fog suddenly dropped, forming a white mass and collapsing inward. Hundreds of ghosts, including the Paladins, were given a new form. Scattered to all corners of the ghost ship, the water around the deck was blocked.

Charlene looked up at the sky, a dim blue light flashing in her eyes.

Yale stocked up a punch, and the girl behind him suddenly said, "Send me into the air at a height of 100 feet."

"No problem!" He turned around and punched the restored mast, blasting it into several pieces, annihilating the ghosts in that piece. Before the ghosts rushed in, Yale grabbed the longest section with one arm, and his five blade-like fingers went deep into the end, straight up to the top of his head.

"Go up!"

The female knight heard the sound and jumped to the top neatly. There was an explosion below, and a strong force suddenly came from under her feet. With the scorching updraft, she rushed into the sky with the entire mast.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! The sea of ​​fog was torn apart in a sharp cry, and three silver arrows entwined with electric light stabbed at almost the same time, sealing all the angles where she could escape.

Charlene opened her arms and stretched out long and narrow shadows from her fingertips, forming a dense network of all-round cutting and strangulation. The three arrows were broken and ground when they touched a little.

On the deck, although Yale had only one arm left, facing a group of soldiers who were unable to break through the defense, coupled with the newly completed falcon sword, it was almost a one-sided slaughter.

Sure enough, the role assignment was wrong, even so...

Ghosts were wiped out like mowing grass, and even in the face of Paladins, they were just a little bit more difficult weeds, but time and advantage were not on his side.

If these things can't be eliminated, you can only change your strategy!

"Get out of the way!" Yale held a long sword of a ghost paladin, swept his right leg, and the fan-shaped phantom swept across the opponent's waist, splitting it in two and breaking it into mist.

He hurriedly retreated to the stern, clasped his five fingers into the wooden board, and dug out the outer shell of the guardrail. The raindrop-shaped crystal clear and transparent empty perfume bottle just turned and fell into his hand.

Sure enough!

The knight twisted open the crystal cap of the perfume bottle, bit his fingertips to draw the rune, and after an instant, he aligned the bottle with the deck:

"θηλυκ! отсос!"

This is the spell that Charlene taught him yesterday, the exorcism spell of the superior, specializing in the evil spirits, big and small, and the material only needs crystal utensils. The only price is that this vessel can only be used once, which is a "golden" spell that consumes less mana and burns money as well as the effect.

To this end, they searched the Maria, and finally found this bottle of perfume from a certain lady's jewelry box. When Yale poured out the perfume inside, Charlene's expression was painful and regretful, probably some kind of super expensive rare item.

Because of the magic storage ability of the crystal, when using it, there is no need to re-inject mana.

The moment he finished chanting the spell, the exorcism spell in the crystal bottle was activated immediately, and the high-quality mana belonging to the Lord of the Four Seasons Flowers invisibly strengthened the effect of the spell.

The emerald green and crystal shimmering rays of light sprayed out from the mouth of the bottle, with shimmering multicolored particles, like a magnificent ribbon stretched out.

The soft colors solidified high in the sky, and drew an arc to the large and small ghosts. The ghosts seemed to have encountered their nemesis, screaming and running away.

It is so easy to be avoided, can it still be regarded as an advanced spell! ? In fact, Yale didn't know what to do, so he could only pour the trickle out of the sun's imprint into the crystal bottle with all his might.

The splendid Changhong is indeed worthy of the name of the higher-level magic spell. Wherever it passes, it is like a waterfall that **** back, pulling the ghost into the halo, and finally into the bottle.

"It works so well!"

The knight was ecstatic, the bottle mouth was facing the ghost group on the deck, no matter how brave the opponent was, as long as the light belt swiped, he would immediately be discouraged. No matter how hard he struggled, he could only fall into the bottle in the end.

After a few breaths, the ghosts on the deck were swept away, and there was no sign of continuing to spawn!

If I had known that this spell was so useful, why would I need to cut off my hands. Yale looked at the crystal bottle, and there was only half of the white mist floating in it.

There's more than enough space! Very good, you are dead!

The knight grinned and pointed the mouth of the bottle at the sky. The green streamer swept across the sky. The ghost of the saint was slowly torn down. In the sky, she was still struggling, and there were faint signs of breaking free.

Turning into a shadow, Charlene, who barely had the ability to stay in the air, saw this and immediately filled her whip and threw it to the deck.

squeak! ! At the moment of landing, "Li Jialu" hooked the deck with a sickle, opened the gap and rubbed violent noises, struggling to the death.

The female knight descended from the sky, first stepped on her face with her heel, then cut off her opponent's arms, and finally kicked her chest, sending her into the crystal bottle.