I am a boss in the world of nine uncles

Chapter 289

"So what if you bully the few with the more?" Zhu Qi sneered and said, "His elder brother, if you have the ability, call someone to come!"

"That's what I mean too." Qin Yao nodded, and took out the magic pearl: "Red and White Shuangsha, show up."

"Shh, shh, shh..."

Streams of red and white light continuously flew out from the magic bead, and manifested in front of him as ghosts, looking at the eight ghosts with expressionless faces.

"Xiao Wenjun." Under the bewildered eyes of the eight ghosts, Qin Yao put away the magic pearl and called out.

A long-haired, gloomy specter flew out from the ground, his black hair rippling in the air like seaweed.

"Xiayu." Qin Yao said again.

"Why am I here again?" Xia Yu turned into a sea monster with a dissatisfied expression, opening and closing ferocious jagged teeth.

Qin Yao ignored him, and shouted into the darkness, "Maoyou."

"How do you know I'm here?" On the wall of the alley, a black cat seemed to be stepping on the moon.

"A cat's curiosity is second only to Nine Lives..." Qin Yao laughed.

Looking at this as if... No, it should be said that a bunch of ghosts appeared in an instant, and the ghosts were stunned.

What is this? ? ?

It was still a person at the first glance, but a group of ghosts appeared in the blink of an eye.

Co-author, you carry an army of ghosts with you? !
Simply inhuman.

Qin Yao raised the God-killing Saber and took the lead to charge Zhu Qi: "Kill, leave no one behind!"

A scuffle broke out from this, and the Eight Immortals were at a disadvantage from the very beginning, and gradually, under the siege of a crowd of ghosts, they could only parry and have no power to fight back...

"Brothers, the Eight Immortals cross the sea!" Yu Canhua yelled sharply, her face full of worry, seeing that her defeat was imminent.

"No, you are human, we are ghosts, yin and yang have different paths, and the Eight Immortals can't cross the sea." Lu Dongbin said anxiously as he slashed back the sea monster with a powerful sword.

"puff!"

Yu Canhua was ruthless to others, and even more ruthless to herself. She stabbed her heart with a knife, and the blade pierced her heart.

"what……"

Amidst the extremely shrill screams, Yu Canhua's soul seemed to have shed its human skin, and crawled out of the body, screaming loudly, and the sound waves formed waves, impacting in all directions.

"A monster has been born!" In an ancient temple far away from the county seat, an old monk in white, sitting cross-legged in front of a group of monks in green clothes, suddenly opened his eyes, and hit the wooden fish in front of him with a mallet, emitting golden lights.

Thirty-two monks in green clothes stood up at the same time and shouted in unison: "I wish to follow the abbot to kill the demons."

The old monk in white got up slowly, lifted the Zen staff in front of the golden Buddha behind him, stepped back into the hall, and said, "All disciples, come with me!"

"The Eight Immortals cross the sea." In the county town, in the alleys, Tieguai Li Zhuqi spread his hands, and countless electric lights shot out from his body, covering the alleys.

"Each show their abilities!"

Uncle Cao Guo Wang Erba, Lan Cai and Lu Biao, Han Zhongli Jinhu, Zhang Guolao Lu Feixiong, Lu Dongbin Fang Dali, Han Xiangzi Zhou Xiaoba, He Xiangu Yu Canhua... Shouting at the same time, their bodies invariably burst out with Daoist light.

These rays of light gathered together in the alley, and there were some magical reactions in an instant: Except for Qin Yao, all the ghosts' attacks on them seemed to hit the empty space.

"Immune to evil spirits, is this still evil spirits?" Qin Yao couldn't help but swear when he saw this scene.

"Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea." Zhu Qi yelled again against Qin Yao's huge damage.

"Each show their supernatural powers." The seven ghosts followed suit, and the light surrounding them instantly surged, increasing rapidly. When the light began to feed back into their soul bodies, the soul bodies that gave birth to them also skyrocketed.

In a blink of an eye, the eight ghosts soared to the height of a second-story building, looking down at Qin Yao condescendingly.

"Gan."

Qin Yao yelled and slashed at Zhu Qi's calf with a knife, and Zhu Qi's huge body shrank in a circle immediately.

"What kind of knife is this?" Zhu Qi asked in surprise.

To be honest, he couldn't comprehend that such a thing could happen after transforming.

"The knife specially used to cut you." During the battle, Qin Yao didn't have time to take a closer look, but he felt that the circle of "ghost and god volume" that was taken away by the sword seemed to be sucked into the knife.

Zhu Qi: "..."

I thought that the 'Eight Immortals' were formed, and with one mind, beheading these people, ghosts and monsters was like picking something out of a bag, but I never thought that this villain is not only like a tiger, but also holds a precious sword in his hand that can check and balance them.

The huge gap between ideal and reality is really hard for him to accept.

Cut, chop, chop, chop, chop...

Qin Yao wielded the Zhanshen Dao and fought against the ghosts and the eight immortals alone. The ghosts and the eight immortals kept shrinking in the direction of the blade, but the blade became brighter and brighter.

The hole cards that were played out at the cost of Yu Canhua's death were suppressed and beaten. The ghosts and eight immortals were beheaded because they had no temper at all. They quickly recognized the reality and wanted to let go.

"It's his brother, this bird is too difficult to deal with, we won't waste time with him, let's go." Zhu Qi gave up the idea of ​​attacking, and waved his hand.

"Yes." The other seven ghosts responded, turned around and ran after him.

At this moment, Qin Yao finally confirmed that the eight of them were indeed getting stronger and stronger, and the feeling of becoming stronger became more and more obvious. How could he be willing to let them go at this moment?

I saw the golden light on his legs, running at high speed on the street, on the eaves, on the fence, up and down, chasing and killing eight ghosts alone, and the eight ghosts chasing directly complained incessantly.

"I can't bear it, let's run separately." Zhu Qi said loudly.

"Amitabha!" Just as the ghosts and eight immortals found the eight directions and were about to flee separately, a deafening Buddha's cry suddenly sounded in front of them.

The Ghost Eight Immortals were stunned, and before they realized what was going on, they were surrounded by an old monk and a group of monks holding demon sticks in their hands.

"Nie Yi, put down the butcher's knife." The old monk in white yelled in a deep voice.

Under the silver moon, Qin Yao stopped on the eaves, looked down at the sword in his hand, and couldn't help cursing in his heart: "Damn bald donkey, why do I feel that you are pointing at Sang and scolding Huai?"

"Rush out." Zhu Qi shouted with a ferocious face.

"You are stubborn, cast down the demons!" The old monk raised his Zen staff and pointed at the eight ghosts.

"Wait a minute." Qin Yao's face darkened, and he suppressed his anger and shouted.

Although the eight ghosts run separately, it is possible for me to kill only one of the ghosts.But at this moment, judging by the posture of the group of monks, it seemed that they didn't intend to leave any soup for him.

What are you doing?
What is the purpose of my father beating him to death?It's not for harvesting this bit of sin!

You suddenly came out to pick peaches, did you ask Lao Tzu for his opinion?
Hearing Qin Yao's outcry, the monk and the ghost were stunned.

"Are... what's the matter?" The old monk in white asked.

"Of course there is something!" Qin Yao pointed to the Eight Ghosts and said, "They are my prey. If you are all killed, what will I eat?"

The old monk in white: "..."

What a brutal warrior!
Ghost Eight Immortals: "..."

They never expected that there would be a day when they would be scrambled for.

It's just that the identity of this prey is a bit embarrassing...

"What do you want?" The old monk in white asked after a moment of silence.

"Please stop them. There are eight ghosts in total. I'll give you five. I only need three." Qin Yao stretched out three fingers.

"Without you, we can destroy them, and without us, you might not even be able to kill a single ghost." The old monk in white said.

"I have been with them for such a long time, and grievances and resentments have long been intertwined into fate. Even if I can't kill them today, I will be able to kill them all sooner or later." Qin Yao said patiently: "I am willing to give you five. I've done you a favor."

"We have appeared here today, which means that they have no tomorrow. They have no tomorrow, and your life will be nothing but vain sooner or later." The old monk in white shook his head and said, "Almsgiver, please stand back and don't hinder us." Eliminate ghosts."

"Master, why do you have to do things so badly?" Qin Yao said quietly, clenching the Divine Slaying Saber tightly.

"Don't talk too much." The old monk in white waved his hand, and then shouted to all the monks: "What are you waiting for, get rid of ghosts!"

"Yes!" Thirty-two monks responded loudly, raised their magic wands, and beat the ghosts and eight immortals with them.

First he was chased and slashed by people with knives, and now waves of stick shadows swept over him. The Ghost Eight Immortals had never been so embarrassed before. Fighting and fighting, the more they thought about it, the more angry they became. The ghost actually fought back and forth with thirty-two monks, evenly matched.

But just as they were fighting fiercely, a strong wind suddenly blew from the sky. The old monk in white looked up, and saw two evil spirits, one red and one white, coming from the sky, and landed on the big man Angzang. behind.A fish, a cat, and a woman stepped out of the red and white procession and stood beside the big man.

"I thought you were just an ordinary cultivator, but I never thought you were an evil cultivator." The old monk in white said solemnly.

Qin Yao stared at him covetously, and said with a sneer, "You are a fucking evil cultivator, and your whole family is evil cultivators! All ghosts obey orders, kill them!"

"Kill who?"

The cat blew on its diamond-like sharp claws again, and the silvery claws made a soft metallic sound.

Qin Yao clenched the Divine Slaying Saber with both hands, and said with a grin, "Kill the monk!"

Since these bald donkeys have no morals at all, then he still talks about morality? !
Talk well and discuss well, because he doesn't want to cause trouble for himself.

After all, with the original work as a reference, it is certain that there will be no consequences for beheading the Eight Immortals.But if a group of monks with unknown origins are killed, who knows if there will be a big basket.

But when he talked well and talked well, the other party felt that he was overwhelmed, and he didn't dare to do anything about him...

fuck it.

Kill them all.

I will resist all kinds of karma!
Fighting ghosts hard, being obsequious to monks... Why don't you go back to the village and be the village tyrant?

For the evil ghosts, Qin Yao's order is to charge the horn. The red and white teams, with the red wedding dress and the white mourning dress as the vanguard, brazenly rushed to the thirty-two monks, surrounded by the thirty-two monks. They were stunned.

They scratched their heads and would never have imagined that such an outrageous thing would happen!

"You're courting death!" The old monk in white raised his Zen staff and threw it towards Qin Yao.

Qin Yao drove the earth-escaping technique, came to the hinterland of the Eight Immortals, and shouted loudly: "Xia Yu, I'll leave that old bald donkey to you. Damn it, isn't it fierce that you bullied me in the Dead Sea? What? Do you feel like you’re going to die as soon as you go ashore?”

"You fart!" Xia Yu was extremely irritable, swam over and bit the Zen stick that was trying to fly back, and bit it into pieces: "Except for the one that bumped into you, when did I ever bully you? It's all because of you!" Bullying me, you swallowed my heaven and earth Taoism, and threatened me to do things."

Holding the Zhanshen Dao in both hands, Qin Yao slashed wildly in the team of the Eight Immortals. The bodies of the eight ghosts who slashed straight down continued to shrink.

"Maoyou, please help!"

The cat sighed again, and said, "What do you think I'm doing with you? I haven't reaped the benefits, and I have to work hard every now and then. It's so hard!"

Complaining in his mouth, Maoyou's subordinates were unambiguous, and his body came to the old monk like a flowing light, and his steel claws went straight to the opposite door.

"Snapped!"

The old monk in white quickly took off the Buddhist beads hanging around his neck, raised his hand and slapped Maoyou's sharp claws, and struck out a silver flower.

Xiao Wenjun was suspended in mid-air, with black hair all over his head soaring, hundreds of them gathered into a rope, rushed from the void to the soles of the monks' feet, and quickly crawled towards their calves and even their thighs, hindering their movements.

But whenever a monk's movement is limited and he can't take care of himself, several evil spirits will jump on his head, face, and back, and bite him, draining his essence and turning him into a skinny body Mummy.

Chaos.

The whole battlefield is in chaos.

The white-clothed old monk who was originally aloof at the moment had his eyes wide open. Looking around, the disciples he had brought out were dying one by one, and even their souls had become food for ghosts, but there was nothing he could do! ! !

regret!
hatred!
Endless anger filled his chest and abdomen, making every prayer beads he threw out extremely powerful. The cat and the fish could only temporarily avoid the sharp edge and wait for the opportunity to move.

"Boom."

In the chaos, Qin Yao's blade finally smashed Lan Cai and Lu Biao, the ghosts and eight immortals, and tore open the defense line of the eight ghosts.

"Sixth!"

Zhu Qi's body was flashing with lightning, his eyes widened with anger, and he rushed towards Qin Yao with open arms: "His brother's, I want to die with you!"

Qin Yao's sword is united, swimming in the stormy attack of ghosts and eight immortals, like a flat boat fighting against the waves, no matter how fierce the waves are, the flat boat can always rush out of the waves!
"Shh."

"Shh."

"Shh."

Shaoqing, when the Zhanshen Knife could not wrap the light on the knife body, the light immediately ran along Qin Yao's hands and arms like a tsunami, and rushed into his pores and body, so that the true energy in his body was endlessly alive , more and more, as if endless...

Qin Yao fell into a state of ecstasy, with no sky, no land, no help, and no moves, but the blade he swung was deadly, and Han Xiangzi and Zhou Xiaoba were also killed on the spot in an instant.

The rest of the ghosts and ghosts of Gui Baxian were terrified, but in addition to their grief, there was deep fear in their hearts.

They are also monks, so they can see what state Qin Yao is in now!
This is fucking epiphany, a rare promotion in battle.

Based on his original strength, the eight ghosts were beaten and fled in a hurry. If he was allowed to advance in the battle, would the remaining ghosts still have hope of escape?
At this moment, the ghosts and immortals were desperate, just like the mourning expression on the captive's face when they brutally killed the captive.

The way of heaven is like reincarnation, and good and evil will eventually be rewarded.

The pain they inflicted on others, this time, they paid back with interest...

　Thank you for the 500 reward for the simple crisis, thank you for the 200 reward for the Year of Broken Dreams, thank you for the 20190126125927690 reward for the book friend 100, thank you for the 100 reward for the royal family, and thank you for the 100 reward for smiling bitterly.Thank you O(∩_∩)O
　　
　
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