The White Dragon Saint is elusive and appears suddenly at the most critical moment, like a top assassin.
Ghost King Du Sen suddenly turned around and stared at the whizzing sword light, with a hint of solemnity on his face.
Strictly speaking, the White Dragon Saint is only in the semi-saint realm. He cannot be considered a true saint if he has not yet broken through to the saint realm. However, his unpredictability is far above that of ordinary semi-saint masters. Breaking through to the saint realm is only in the realm of saints. Between day and night. Suddenly he thrust out his sword with all his strength, and even Du Sen, the ghost king in the saint realm, sensed the strong danger and did not dare to be careless.
Ghost King Du Sen stretched out his right hand and raised two fingers to point at the fierce White Dragon Saint.
The scope of the cold Ghost King's domain suddenly shrank significantly. The invisible pressure on everyone's body was much smaller, and the giant face in the sky disappeared.
The White Dragon Saint suddenly came out, his sword moves were so fierce that even Ghost King Du Sen didn't dare to attack with all his strength.
"withdraw!"
Ye Chuan did not hesitate and took the opportunity to order a retreat.
As soon as the pressure was lightened, the body, which was stuck in the ground below the knees, immediately jumped up high, turned around and retreated quickly. Zhu Sijia and others also reacted and decisively flew towards the end of the snake forest with their flying swords. At the end of the snake forest is the vast sea. The sea monster warship Sea Dragon Boat has been waiting there for a long time. Taking the boat out to sea can stay away from the invincible demon god Du Sen, the ghost king.
"Sir, do you want to come together and join forces to defeat this ghost king..."
The old demon from Yinshan, Rhodes, rushed forward, his eyes flashing with cold light.
After following Ye Chuan for so long, this is the first time he suffered such a big secret loss. He was almost eaten alive by the ghost king Du Sen. If he didn't kill him, he would always feel unhappy!
"Rhode, do you want to die? Escape, quickly! Xiao Long'er, take them two with you!"
Ye Chuan gave an urgent order, dragging the old Yinshan demon away in a hurry, not looking back and not daring to stay for a moment. Xiao Longer lay on the ground, and Hai Lili and the female siren warrior Hai Qing rode up and immediately flew into the sky, following closely behind Ye Chuan.
After the ambush failed, Ye Chuan retreated decisively, leaving only the plague demon Abbas behind.
The old demon Rhodes of Yinshan Mountain was still ready to take action, hoping to take the opportunity to join forces to kill the Ghost King Du Sen, but Ye Chuan did not dare to have such regrets or even think about it.
A saint-level master cannot be defeated by more people. A saint can only rely on another saint to compete, not even a half-saint master. No one understands this better than him, the former great sage who covers the sky. The White Dragon Sage Bai Rulong and the Plague Demon King Abbas are outstanding, but they can only delay for a moment at most. They are definitely no match for the Ghost King Dusen, and it is even less possible to kill him. If you don’t leave now, no one will be able to leave later!
When the opportunity arose, Ye Chuan boldly struck out, but if there was no chance, he would never delay.
This operation is to rescue the red thread girl Chu Hongniang and assassinate the black snake master Mei Chuanfeng. From the beginning to the end, Ye Chuan never thought about confronting Ghost King Du Sen, he just hoped to lure him away. Failing this, the only recourse is to retreat.
Ye Chuan hurriedly retreated. Sure enough, he was right. As soon as the group left, there was a muffled groan behind them.
The White Dragon Saint, whose cultivation was also against the heavens, was suddenly wrapped and restrained by an extremely cold force. Immediately afterwards, he felt a pain in his chest and two bloody holes appeared. The two fingers of Ghost King Du Sen were like two sharp daggers that hurt people in the air. All of a sudden, the white dragon saint was dripping with blood, and the blood dyed his spotless white shirt red. The red thread girl Chu Hongniang screamed and subconsciously wanted to rush forward, but her body was hugged tightly by Ghost King Du Sen.
"kill!"
Looking at his wife Chu Hongniang who was forcibly held in the arms of Ghost King Du Sen, the White Dragon Saint's eyes were red. He gritted his teeth and continued to rush forward regardless of the wounds on his body. The long sword in his hand suddenly burst with light and broke through the shackles of the heavy cold aura. , the tip of the sword pierced Ghost King Du Sen's forehead. In an instant, the speed increased greatly, leaving afterimages in the air, as if teleporting before Ghost King Du Sen.
"Hmph, looking for death!"
Ghost King Du Sen snorted coldly and blew out a breath. The White Dragon Saint who was close at hand and his sword were frozen by a cold air, and then he clapped out with a cold palm. The White Dragon Saint cut his string and flew away like a kite. The sharp sword came out of his hand. After a scream, his tall body turned into a white dragon as white as jade.
The White Dragon Sage, who has been roaming the world for thousands of years and is known as the Overseas Heroic Couple with his red-line girl Chu Hongniang, is forced to reveal his true self in public for the first time. He roared angrily and rushed forward again like crazy. It looked like he was determined to fight to the death today! This time, the speed was faster and he collided hard with Ghost King Du Sen. In an instant, it seemed that even Ghost King Du Sen did not expect that his true form turned out to be a white dragon, and he was so distracted that he had no time to escape.
The violent collision set off a hurricane-like shock wave.
The clothes on Chu Hongniang, the red thread girl, were shaking and she couldn't open her eyes. In an instant, it seemed that all the souls in her mind were blown away. Her mind went blank. If she hadn't been hugged tightly by the ghost king Du Sen's left hand, she might have been It was shocked and flew thousands of meters away. The Black Snake Master Mei Chuanfeng, who was standing not far away, was not so lucky. He was blown up like a leaf. His whole body was stinging and he felt like he was about to fall apart and be torn apart by the ferocious shock wave. Seeing the ghost king Du Sen showing off his power, he laughed and was so excited that he forgot to step aside. As a result, he became extremely happy and sad in the blink of an eye.
Real collisions have always been a taboo for masters.
Ghost King Du Sen stepped back a few steps, his body's aura was disordered and he grunted a bit in a state of embarrassment. The White Dragon Saint's injuries were even more serious. His huge body was knocked far away, and he spat out a large mouthful of blood and fell into a pool of blood. His body moved. Can't even stand up.
"What a ferocious white dragon. Today, I will kill you and be the first to devour your blood and soul!"
Ghost King Du Sen was full of murderous intent. He used all the power in his body and was about to use his ultimate attack to kill the White Dragon Saint again when a hot breath suddenly came from behind.
Plague Demon King Abbas, who had been waiting patiently for a long time, finally took action, opening his mouth and spitting out a stream of flames.
This flame doesn't look too big or dangerous. It's far less scary than the red magma, but its lethality is several times more. It is the natal demon flame of Plague Demon King Abbas, condensing his lifelong cultivation and strength. With a roar, the flame suddenly covered him, and Ghost King Dusen's clothes, hair and eyebrows all burned at once. From a thousand meters away, you could feel the scorching heat wave coming towards your face. A dozen overseas casual cultivators, whose hands and feet were numb and unable to dodge, were suddenly swallowed up by the heat wave and turned into a pool of blood.
"Both of you, you both deserve to die!"
Ghost King Du Sen was furious, and a torrential cold air erupted from his body, quickly attacking the flames under his hood. However, just as he was about to crush the Plague Demon King Abbas, the latter had already flown away, taking the severely injured White Dragon Saint with him. Ghost King Du Sen's face turned cold and he was about to catch up, but his left arm was held tightly by the Red Thread Lady Chu Hongniang. After only a moment of delay, the Plague Demon King Abbas had already disappeared.