Lei Zhenyun's shock was not entirely because of these scenes, because he had seen Azan's Yunlong, which was even more spectacular than the golden-armored warrior in front of him. His shock came from the two ghosts. Since the two ghosts appeared, his whole body trembled involuntarily. He suddenly felt that these two ghosts were definitely more powerful than the flying head technique.

In fact, Lei Zhenyun had a long time ago felt that what was so powerful about the flying head? It was okay to scare people at night. I really had never seen it play a big role when I really started fighting. It seemed that it was not as useful as my two Gu Kings.

Every time the old Taoist Qingyun took a step, the golden armored giant above his head became clearer, and the ghost shadows behind the two old men also showed more and more ferocious faces. Suddenly, the two ghost shadows pounced on the old Taoist like lightning. The golden armored warrior above the old Taoist also took two steps forward, and the steel whip in his hand covered the two ghost shadows like a mountain shadow.

The ghost roared with chirping monsters, constantly avoiding the warrior's attack on the ground. It seemed that there was no power to fight back, but it was getting closer and closer to the feet of the golden-armored warrior. The old Taoist shouted angrily and slapped the sword with two fingers. Qian Jian immediately let out a sharp scream. Both ghosts covered their ears and screamed back. The two old men also screamed and retreated repeatedly, but the few people behind him began to do things. More than a dozen naked corpses hanging on the tree shook. In a blink of an eye, the two ghosts' bodies grew longer and became slightly smaller than the golden-armored warrior. They waved their ghost claws and pounced on them again.

The old Taoist's forehead was sweating. He was facing each other not only these two old men and the few miscellaneous people behind him, but also more than a dozen corpses whose heads were broken by A Zhan. These dead bodies were all masters of Nanyang surrender. They were halfway through the soul refining of the two old men. It was the time when the resentment was the most intense, and they were wrapped in two ghosts and rushed towards the old Taoist who was stepping on the turbulent steps.

Lei Zhenyun wanted to help him, but when he showed up, the Japanese in the forest were like a random shot. There were many people and many guns, and Lei Zhenyun could not defeat them. Moreover, most of them used the 38th style with a long range and accurate shooting. Although Lei Zhenyun's firepower of the hundreds of styles was strong, it was far inferior to the other party in terms of distance. Even if he fought back, he could not hit the Japanese in the forest.

He didn't even have the idea of ​​helping with a gun now, because the Japanese in the forest did not shoot at the old Taoist. If he shot the two old men with a gun, the old Taoist Qingyun would probably have been shot randomly.

If it doesn't work, go out to fight with them. He knew that if the Japanese jumped out and tried to fight for the sword, they wouldn't shoot themselves, but not only the Japanese here, but also the group of Nanyang saviors. What kind of human nature would they have?

But if you don’t help, Old Taoist Qingyun will have to die here. No matter how much you do, you will talk about it first. Anyway, these guys who play with their heads don’t seem to use guns.

Thinking of this, Lei Zhenyun bit his teeth and threw the Baishi in his hand away. After jumping up, he pulled out the samurai sword he carried on his back and walked towards the battle and shouted: "Come on, Baga, you grandma, come on, if you have the affair, you will snatch your sword back."

His appearance changed the situation on the battlefield. Wherever he went, it forced the evil ghost to retreat several steps, but Lei Zhenyun's target was not them, but staring at the two old men behind the evil ghost, and then slashed one by one, no matter what the hell are you.

The evil spirit of this samurai sword was too strong, and his impact immediately made the two old men mess up. Several young surrender masters behind the old man fired out their surrendered magic weapons to force Lei Zhenyun to retreat, but the Gu king on both sides of Lei Zhenyun's shoulders had already begun to act and used the poison he sprayed out to knock down all of these magic weapons.

When Lei Zhenyun rushed closer, several young surrenders could no longer stop him. They could only scream and pulled out the sword they carried with them, and rushed towards Lei Zhenyun with a fierce look. In terms of fighting, they were too far away from the Gu King, so they had to go up and fight with each other.

Lei Zhenyun had never practiced how to use a samurai sword, but he practiced the Northwest Army's big sword technique shortly after joining the army. Although this samurai sword was not as heavy as a samurai, it was a hundred times sharper and even more light and sharper when swung. For a moment, he fought with these surrenders who were used to practicing swords.

However, no matter how Lei Zhenyun fought with others, the two Gu Kings on his shoulders did not move, but stared at the woods with great alertness. The Japanese in the woods did not come out to fight against Lei Zhenyun for bayonets. Lei Zhenyun became more and more surprised when he fought. No, this situation was wrong, and there were still ruthless characters in the woods.

Lei Zhenyun's heart turned sharply, and while slashing with his knife, he moved closer to the old Taoist. He was about to use a grenade. The killing area of ​​a grenade was enough to bring all these Nanyang fragments, but the chance to throw the grenade requires the old Taoist to cooperate with him.

But just as he slowly approached the old Taoist, a black shadow rushed from the air. Before the black shadow flew to the battle group, he heard a delicate rebuke like a cracked stone. A Zhan, who was dressed in black, suddenly covered the sky and the earth. The dragon head suddenly appeared in the clouds and slapped it with one claw.

However, before the dragon in the sky could fall, it suddenly disappeared without a trace, and the dark clouds in the sky dissipated. A Zhan floated in the air several feet above the ground and looked at the forest in shock. Suddenly, five fingers were used to wave, and a dozen screams suddenly came from the forest. Then more than a dozen Japanese soldiers ran out of the forest in panic, followed by dozens of red snakes with horns on their heads.

However, the red snake had just chased out and suddenly fled in all directions. In a blink of an eye, it was lost. Azhan stopped doing anything and stared at the forest and said angrily: "Since you dare to come, don't hide your head and tail."

After a long time, she saw an old woman leaning on a bamboo crutch slowly walking out of the forest, standing in front of Azan and smiling, "Sister, I want to miss you to death."

A Zhan snorted coldly, put his hands into his sleeves and sat cross-legged in the air and said, "You really don't care about anything to ask for my position?"

The old woman laughed and said, "Is there anything I need to take into account? You just gave it to a man 40 years older than me. Is it fair to have everything?"

Azhan said coldly: "This is fate. Before you reach thirty, you have forced your evil magic to make yourself look like this. If God is willing to you, how could you break your child-returning technique? You should know that you have repent."

The old woman laughed, but before she could speak, an old man shouted anxiously: "Ghost woman, are you asking you to come and reminisce about the old couple? Take action."

The old woman's wrinkled face trembled twice and said, "Sister, our sister's fate must be over today." As she finished speaking, a illusion of a giant python suddenly emerged from the ground, and she wrapped her body and raised her head to spit out a long red letter to Azin.

A Zhan sighed slightly, and raised a slander to the sky, and pointed at the sky to exhale the blue dragon among the clouds.
Chapter completed!