Chen Ming and the white-haired ghost rushed toward each other, just in the moment when the two were about to fight.

The white fox king laughed and said: "Nine-tailed fox king, killing the thousand-faced fox king!"

The white fox king suddenly felt a cramp in his chest. He looked at his chest, but the white-haired ghost staggered at the moment of the fight. He stabbed him with a sword, and his mouth was coughing with golden blood. He was difficult. Confidence in looking at the white-haired ghost, but it is to see the white hair ghost's hair gradually white.

"who are you?"

The white-haired ghost didn't have much to say. He said that the other party could not hear it.

The black fox king looked at his chest, and the nine-year-old knives passed through and took away all his power.

His body was soft and fell into a whirlpool.

Did not pick up a wave of spray.

The white-haired ghost reached out and pushed the White Fox King gently, pushing the White Fox King into the whirlpool under his feet.

Chen Ming flipped the nine-year-old in his hand. "This kind of unguarded Fox Jin Jin is really good to kill!"

The white-haired ghost laughed: "What about the Golden Fairy of Heaven?"

Chen Ming smiled and said: "That is still the Jinxian of the Fox family is weaker."

Chen Ming looked at the white-haired ghost and seriously said: "You really are not barbarians. You came from the four great kingdoms. Then, who are you?"

The white-haired ghost laughed: "Who I used to be, it doesn't matter. What matters is who I am!"

"No?"

Chen Ming nodded and said: "Yes, who are you in the past, who I used to be, it doesn't matter, who is it, the most important!"

The two looked at the Red Fox King at the same time, but they saw the Red Fox King waved: "Without the two young heroes, I am afraid of pain, I am coming!"

After the red fox king finished, he jumped into the whirlpool and disappeared.

Chen Ming stood on the battleship and glanced. "It’s really conscious."

The white-haired ghost smiled and said: "In our hands, it must be death, jumping down, life and death are not clear, at least not sure."

Chen Ming stepped forward and slashed his knife in the wind and waves of the sky. "I have prepared a lot of things for this battle."

The white-haired ghost's limbs popped a short sword and smiled: "He won't know, the ghost won't know, God won't know, people won't know, the demon won't know, the Buddha won't know, the devil won't I know, no one knows how much I want to kill you!"

Wind and waves fell on the surface of the ship, accumulating countless waves of water on the surface of the ship.

The two men rushed toward each other on the water wave, and each step was a wave of wind!

Beside the two men, countless undead and golden sages were already fighting, and a ship collided. Then, countless undead leaped into the battle of Jinxian, waving the decaying weapons in their hands. Attacked towards them.

Jinxian is a big god, and on the vortex wall in the whirlpool, the chains of hundreds of avenues are traversed, and the undead will fly!

Not all Jinxian have come, the four Fox Kings, only brought nearly a thousand Jinxian to come here.

The battlefield became chaotic in an instant, and countless undead souls were swallowed up by the whirlpool. At the same time, there were several golden souls who couldn’t stand the endless undead, and they were dragged into the whirlpool.

Everywhere is smashing, killing the sound!

Chen Ming slashed his knife, and gasified Sanqing. At the side of Chen Ming, there were two other Chen Ming. This is the effect of a gasification of Sanqing. At the same time, three incarnations of their own strength can be seen at the same time. Above the body!

Three Chen Ming surrounded the white-haired ghosts, and three Chen Ming slashed at the same time toward the white-haired ghosts. Each one was a three-shot combo of the patriotic sword, and it was attacked from different angles!

If you don’t shoot, it’s a lore!

[弑君] lv3 opens, Chen Ming can feel that his own strength has improved, killing is also boiling, but it is not seeing the other side's weakness.

This [magic word can not be said] is really powerful, can not say, can not say.

The eyes of killing, can not see the weakness of the other side, then you can only hit hard!

The white-haired ghost laughed and said: "In the past few years, you really didn't waste it! Is it a good way to clean up the three clear? It's really a good means! It's one of the top ten fairy tales, a little meaning!"

The white-haired ghost laughed and said: "But I, too, no time wasted!"

The white-haired ghost shouted: "The eyes of the re-enactment, a gasification of Sanqing!"

Beside the white-haired ghost, two other white-haired ghosts suddenly appeared!

The white-haired ghost is actually showing a gasification of Sanqing!

Each of the four limbs popped a short sword toward the surrounding three Chen Mingchong!

Hey!

Hey!

Hey!

Hey!

Hey!

Hey!

Hey!

Hey!

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The sound of several swords colliding with each other is like a rainstorm!

Three Chen Ming took the knife and looked at the white-haired ghost. The three white-haired ghosts on the opposite side left a total of four knife marks.

Chen Ming smiled and said: "You have this meaning in the eyes of the re-enactment. However, after all, the fake is fake and there is no real strength."

The white-haired ghost also said: "Yes, this method can only bully the waste, and it is useless to confront you like this monster."

"I am actually doing illusion, but I have a illusion effect, but after all, it is fake, and I can't achieve the effect of your true practice!"

Chen Ming sneered, "If this is the case, I will be welcome!"

One of them, Chen Ming, took the knife, he punched his fist, and the sea was influxed.

Another Chen Ming closed the knife, he vibrates his arm, the martial arts are shrouded, the fist can collapse, the world is broken, the real martial arts fist!

Chen Ming, who is in front of the white-haired ghost, screams and smiles: "Let you taste it. This overbearing sword is eight feet invincible, and the power of the sword of the sacred sword is integrated!"

The four great immortal swordsmanship Chen Ming has been obtained. In order to teach the disciples under the door, it is naturally also involved. The sword of the patriarchal sword is once again swayed, but it is not the former tyrannical sword!

This time, the sword of the sacred sword is even more powerful!

The white-haired ghost looked at Chen Ming, and the three Chen Ming’s respective means of attacking themselves with the means of the Ten Great Immortals were really tricky.

This Chen Ming is simply a monster among the monsters!

A gasification of Sanqing is not finished, and every method of Chen Ming's display is the most advanced technique!

To deal with the average person, the eye of the re-engrave is very powerful, and can completely imitate the other party's means, but after all, it is only imitating, and no real exhibitor is strong.

When dealing with the boss, he can do this, because the boss is not strong enough, and he can only be defeated.

But like a monster like Chen Ming, the engraved eye has no use at all.

The white-haired ghost smiled and said: "Use some real means!"

He waved a short sword, cut a hole in his wrist, blood dripping, dripping on the ground, like a mirror, reflecting another white-haired ghost, a white-haired ghost reaching out, and a reflection in the blood relatively!

When he reached out and touched the blood, there was a hand in the blood, grabbed his hand, and held it with both hands. He did his best and lifted another white-haired ghost.

"The reflection of the body, the dream come true! Mirror secret technique, reflection body, understand?"