God's Summoner

Chapter 1892 Zhao Yun's Crisis! ! !

"Then you come and try!!!"

Amid the same stern shouts, Zhao Yun took a deep breath, raised his hand, and the spear he threw into the ground earlier flew back into his hand.

Holding a long spear, Zhao Yun's body rushed out in an instant, and amidst the roar, billowing cold air scattered from his body, and his body flashed out like a bolt of lightning.

At the same time, almost at the moment when Zhao Yun rushed out, the many evil ghost puppets summoned by the white-faced youths approached Zhao Yun from all directions, shining with ghostly lights all over their bodies.

"seal up!!!"

Zhao Yun yelled again, raised his gun and swung it.

This seemingly simple flick made the sun and the moon dim, and the wind was surging. A cold storm that seemed to be connected to the sky appeared out of thin air, and invaded the surroundings with a 'rumbling'.

Seeing the cold air rolling in, the eyes of the ghost puppets around them flickered for a few moments, and their bodies immediately chose to retreat suddenly, but it was still a step too late. They were wrapped in it in an instant by the cold air storm, and many of them were frozen directly. ice sculpture.

"broken!!!"

Zhao Yun opened his mouth slowly, the sound was still echoing, his body shot out suddenly, the speed was so fast that no afterimage could be seen, like teleportation, he appeared in front of one after another in an instant, raised the spear with his right hand, and smashed directly Down! ! !

The booming sound shook the heavens and the earth in an instant, and the ghost puppets that were frozen into ice sculptures, at this instant, the moment they touched the spear in Zhao Yun's hand, were struck by a wave that made them unable to resist, and even had no time to recover. With great force, directly blast to pieces! !

The layers were shattered, and in the blink of an eye, several ghost puppets exploded inch by inch.

"Heal me."

On the ground below, the white-faced young man hurriedly shouted and cast spells crazily, allowing the shattered ghost puppets to reunite.

It's just that the healing of many puppet bodies has just progressed, and Zhao Yun stepped out again and approached directly!

"broken!!!"

It was still the same sentence, and at the moment of reverberation, the spear in Zhao Yun's hand was ruthlessly swept away again.

"boom!!!"

Immediately, amidst the roaring sound, black blood burst out from one ghost after another. Their bodies, at this moment, were completely shattered and exploded. It flickered, but it was already extremely dim, and it even started to slow down.

"I don't believe it, these mere ghosts are really immortal!!!"

At this moment, Zhao Yun's voice was like the wind of cold winter. The moment it came out, his right hand was clenched into a fist, his body was extremely ghostly, and he appeared in front of those embarrassed ghost puppets again. !

The sky and the earth seemed to be thundered by, and the sky filled with dark clouds seemed to be stimulated at this moment. In the trembling of the clouds, rain fell from the sky and fell on the earth. At the same time, many ghost puppets around Zhao Yun, one by one Trembling, the gloomy light in his eyes slowly dimmed until it completely disappeared.

"No, it's impossible, restore it, restore it to me...!!!"

Seeing such a scene, the white-faced youth immediately drank wildly.

However, before he could finish his sentence, the bodies of many ghost puppets in the air immediately 'boomed', and in an instant, they collapsed directly, instead of being torn apart, they became countless pieces of broken flesh and broken bones, setting off an explosion there. Under the impact of the attack, they flew towards the surroundings and scattered all over the place.

As for the black blood, it was washed by the rain, and thunder rumbled across the sky, and the rain... was even bigger.

At the same time, Zhao Yun raised his head, his breath was extremely disordered, obviously overdrawn to the limit.

But even so, when he looked at the white-faced young man not far away, he still shook his body and shot him directly.

Soon, the void roared, and in the rain falling from the sky, Zhao Yun's body seemed to turn into a silver rainbow, passing through countless water curtains, and heading straight for the pale-faced youth.

Under this full gallop, ripples were set off in the void around Zhao Yun, and the ripples spread. Wherever they passed, the surrounding ground seemed to be scraped off by three feet, and at the same time it was sunken, it was covered with frost, like a mirror. , towering above the earth.

At this moment, looking around, in the refraction of many mirrors, it seems that hundreds of Zhao Yuns are charging with guns at the same time, which makes the surrounding nothingness appear distorted and fluctuating, making it impossible for the white-faced young man to move in a short time. Can you tell which one is Zhao Yun's body? !
"Damn it, why is this Zhao Yun so difficult?!"

While frowning, the white-faced young man cursed in his heart, and was about to back away, but suddenly, a silver light flashed in front of him, and at the same time, hundreds of Zhao Yun instantly merged into one person, turning into Zhao Yun's indifferent figure holding a gun.

"die!!!"

With a stern shout, Zhao Yun stabbed down with a spear.

In the blink of an eye, the white-faced young man yelled wildly, his whole body was broken, and dozens of ghost hands grew out of his body, all of them stretched out in front of him, holding Zhao Yun's spear firmly in their hands .

But at this moment, suddenly, Zhao Yun released his gun and drew his sword backhand...

Green Chi sword.

"Zheng!!!"

In the next moment, there was a sound of swordsmanship, and the Qingzhi sword came out brilliantly, slashing directly at the neck of the white-faced young man, sweeping past with an indescribable speed.

All of this seems to be a long time, but in fact the whole process has been completed in the blink of an eye.

Soon, with the green sword passing by, blood erupted from the neck of the white-faced young man.

At the same time, his head was thrown out, and the black air inside and outside his body instantly collapsed. The ghost puppets in the sky that were not frozen and shattered by Zhao Yun also disappeared at this moment.

"It's just a ghost technique, some people don't..." With a sword sealing his throat, Zhao Yun, who was already extremely weak, squeezed out a smile and was talking, but suddenly, his expression changed drastically.

"Ah, Zhao Yun, today you must die."

At the same time, an incomparably sharp roar suddenly turned into countless voices from all directions and came out at the same time, but the head of the white-faced young man who was thrown out by Zhao Yun's sword did not fall off like his body at this moment On the ground, but floating in the air, the sharp voice came from its mouth.

Following his words, the blood-red eyes on the white-faced young man's head suddenly changed, as if turning into a sea of ​​blood.

Looking from a distance, those eyes have no pupils, but are hollow and blood-red, and it seems that there is a power to absorb everything around them, which is extremely strange.

Unconsciously, Zhao Yun was caught by these bloody eyes, and blurred immediately appeared in front of his eyes, as if the world seemed to be fragmented in his eyes, as if he had fallen into a kind of chaos, and his mind went blank.

(End of this chapter)