Pick up a corpse to be reborn: Miss Ghost

Chapter 344

Ning Caichen knelt in the big bubble, watching his senior brother running around being washed by the water, he hurriedly tried to cast the water-avoiding spell to save him, but Yan Chixia grabbed his arm.

"Junior brother, take care of yourself first."

Yan Nianzhen reminded lightly.

Those three, no, just those two women in white clothes, they are not able to fight against them, it can be said that even if their ancestors go out, they will basically be killed by them with one blow.

They are too powerful existences, there is no need to die in vain.

"But……"

Ning Caichen wanted to say something, but he saw that the water surface had just calmed down a little, and another big wave turned up in the distance. Facing the afterglow of the setting sun in the sky, it was like a sea of ​​blood surging towards those unlucky little ones again. Shrimp and crabs pressed down.

"Help, help!"

The soldiers were ups and downs in the water in despair, Ning Caichen finally couldn't help it, pulled out the mahogany sword from his waist, then chanted a spell to avoid water and jumped out.

Ning Caichen picked up the water with his sword tip, and stirred it quickly in the water. After a while, he formed a vortex in the water, and as his movements became faster and faster, the vortex became bigger and bigger, and could be several feet wide.

Then the monstrous huge waves that were about to strike again were quickly sucked in, and the water surface returned to calm after a while.

"Tsk, this impulsive brat."

Yan Chixia and Ning Caichen made a move after all, immediately drew out her long sword and jumped up.

And after the big wave was drawn into the vortex, the illusion created by the fox was broken, and the disciples and officers and soldiers of the Zhengyi faction were lying on the ground in disorder, and many people were still shouting for help on the grass while doing Drowning struggling.

"Hmph, I originally wanted you to retreat in spite of difficulties, but I didn't expect you to not know what to do. Since you are unkind, don't blame us for being unrighteous."

The handsome man in red began to dance in mid-air as he spoke.

He holds two butterfly knives that seem to have been lengthened in his hands, and every move of his hand and every shot can leave a sparkling trail against the emerald green background.

The officers, soldiers and disciples of the Zhengyi sect seemed to be attracted by the beautiful dance of the handsome man in red, and everyone looked up at him in a daze.

For a moment, there was no other movement in the entire bamboo forest except for the sound of the handsome man in red opening and closing the butterfly knife.

(End of this chapter)