Chapter 12 Look at my swordsmanship!(2/2)
When I first raised my head, the ghost head was about the size of a small square table, but it rose in the wind as I walked. When I flew down, it became ten feet in size, like a small mountain. It puts great pressure on people.
The bloody mouth covered with fangs, not to mention humans, can swallow an elephant easily.
"Brother Mo is careful!"
Zhiqiu saw that the ghost head was fierce, subconsciously roared, moved his body, and rushed over with a long sword in his hand.
But, just after running two steps, the ghost head was split into two, one continued to rush towards Mo Ziming, and the other flew towards Zhiqiu.
"The world is in the limit, and the universe borrows the magic and kills it!"
Fortunately, Zhiqiu had rich combat experience and was not panicked at all. With a swing of his sword, he turned into a huge sword shadow and slashed at the ghost head.
On the other side, the ghost head swallowed Mo Ziming into his mouth...
Unfortunately, before the Ghost King had time to be happy, he was shocked to find that the target that had been swallowed by the ghost head appeared strangely in front of it.
"Boom~"
Mo Ziming slapped him with a palm.
Unexpectedly, the strength of the Ghost King was indeed not simple. He could barely avoid it in such a hurry.
"Boy is looking for death!"
In awe of shame, the Ghost King roared angrily, raised his hand and slapped the ghost claw on his head.
"escape!"
As a result, what made the Ghost King furious was that his opponent drank the word "Exit" and disappeared again.
Playing with missing is what monsters and monsters like the most and are best at, not to mention that this guy even calls himself the Ghost King.
Although he is a fake, he has at least suppressed the wild fox monster that has a radius of dozens of miles, so he is naturally a little capable.
As a result, the opponent's best side was stolen by his opponent. His mood can be imagined and the shadow of his psychology can be imagined.
In anger, the Ghost King actually yelled such a ridiculous saying in the world: "Boy, what's the ability to pretend to be a god? Have the ability to fight this king openly!"
"As you wish!"
As soon as the Ghost King finished speaking, a voice suddenly came from his ear.
Listening to the sound seems to be behind the scenes.
The Ghost King didn't accept the thoughts, and immediately spit out his tongue and rolled it backwards.
But when the opponent didn't get enough, a ray of light like the rising sun suddenly appeared in front of him.
This is the ray of the phoenix's courage.
Mo Ziming knew that this Ghost King was difficult to deal with, and it might be difficult to control the spell alone, so he held the phoenix gallbladder in his hand and urged his true energy to urge him to punch him with all his strength.
This time, the Ghost King's reaction was a beat slower, after all, he was distracted.
"Bang!"
One punch hit the head.
The ghost king's head tilted, as if the melon on the vine was suddenly twisted off by someone. The only rhizome was hanging, and his head was hanging down and pulled on his back.
Just as Mo Ziming was about to continue to do it again, the Ghost King suddenly retreated several feet, and at the same time, he returned the ghost head to its original position with one end of his hands and twisted it a few times.
Finally it returned to normal.
However, it seemed that he was obviously injured and was a little more depressed.
"Hahaha, okay, please feel free to see my sword-controlling skills!"
On the other side, Zhiqiu laughed loudly, and raised his hand to pinch it: "The people who are in the fight are all moving forward in an array, fast!"
"Swish~"
The sword shadow flew fast, as fast as lightning.
Chapter completed!