Old Ghost trembled and his eyes narrowed: "Lord, master..." Before the voice fell, the man retreated instantly, taking out the transmission shaft and wanted to escape.

Seeing this scene, the black-robed man narrowed his eyes, and when he was about to intercept the people behind him, he saw the black figure in front of him swiftly out, and at the same time he shot out with a fierce blade.

"call out!"

"Hi! Ah!"

As the violent air current passed, Feng Jiu's dagger slammed out, and it hit one of his hands holding the transmission shaft. The old ghost hand hurt, and he took a breath at the same time. Exhaled in pain, the teleport shaft in his hand also fell to the ground.

When he was about to pick up the teleportation shaft, a fierce palm wind struck him, shocked him and then retreated, afraid to stay.He raised his eyes and saw that it was the number nine, and gritted his teeth.

damn it!This is really capsize in the gutter!Planted!

The black robe man on the side and the four people behind him had a look of surprise in their eyes. It seemed that this masked dark child could actually use the strength of Yuan Ying to force the ghost of the peak of Fei Xian. Step back.

It seems that the qualifications of this batch of dark children are really outstanding.

Their gazes fell on the old ghost and the Anzi, and saw that the Anzi was only the breath of Yuanying, and the cultivation of the Yuanying was invincible against the cultivator at the peak of Feixian. , Of course, this Anzi steadily gained the upper hand with a strange body and extremely fast speed.

That Anzi shot fiercely, extremely fast, coupled with that unpredictable posture, the speed and the moves are complementary to each other, and the shot went straight to the fatal point of the human body. Several times, the old ghost almost fell on the Anzi. Hands.

"My son, this Anzi has a very weird skill. He shot very fast and his moves went straight to the fatal point. I guess, before we recruited this person, there should be some in his own body, otherwise, three months. It’s not possible to achieve such a posture in time."

An old man standing behind the black-robed man said, while looking at the shots and skills of the dark-robed dark child in front of him.

"Well, this person only has the Yuan Ying cultivation base to have such a good strength, it is indeed rare." The black robe man nodded and said, he seemed to appreciate it.

Seeing that the black-clothed Anzi had the upper hand with his weird skills, they didn't make a move either, until, when the old ghost couldn't dodge, he was pierced by a dagger and fell to the ground in a panic.

"Ok!"

The old Ghost's mouth overflowed with blood, his eyes trembling and staring at the black-clad number nine in front of him. There was horror and shock in his eyes. He moved his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but at the end he couldn't say a word. He swallowed his last breath.

Except for the dead Gui Lao, no one knows how scared he was at the last moment of his life...

It wasn't until the old man died that Feng Jiu lowered his eyes, covered the expression in his eyes and walked forward with a dagger, and came to the black robe man: "Master, the task is complete, please accept!"

A middle-aged man quickly stepped forward, checked the dead ghost old man, then returned to the black robe man and said in a low voice, and then stood upright.

There was a playful smile on the corner of the black robe man's lips, and he stared at the dark-clothed dark child in front of him with interest. Hearing that voice, it seemed that he was not very young.

"Take off your mask."