Super NPC system

Chapter 207 The Red Faced Ghost General
The old Taoist priest and Wuming flew to a rock and stopped. Wuming looked back and saw Mu Qingcheng's incarnation escape from the void, and a black air condensed into a dark ghost body.

"Qingcheng boy, you first appeared in the ghost general's cave by surprise, to attract the other party's attention. The old Taoist took advantage of the ghost general's invisibility, hid in his cave, and rushed out from behind. I will suddenly appear again—after finishing, Then take the ghost car and leave—" Wuming said to the two of them solemnly.

"Hmm—" the avatar nodded, and stepped into the void.

The old Taoist laughed and said, "The old Taoist will rest here for a while, and when the kid attracts the ghost general's attention, the old Taoist will go in quietly—"

Wuming gave the old Taoist a blank look. This fake Taoist laughed all day long and was not serious, and he was unreliable in his work, but his ability was indeed somewhat mysterious.

Standing in the void with his hands behind his back, his eyes staring at the distant sky, Wuming is ready to act at any time——

"Hey—don't be so nervous, that kid's incarnation is so to speak a state of transformation into a god, why was it so easy to be cleaned up? I said you old ghost is only concerned about chaos—an incarnation, if it is gone, there is still the deity Are you there? It's not true that this person is gone—" said the old Taoist shaking his head.

Woohoo!A black air flashed in the void, and there was a ghostly chant sound immediately, and the chilly wind blew, and it was cool.Mu Qingcheng didn't hide her aura fluctuations, the strong ghost aura was very obvious.

"Wow--Where is the brat, trespassing on this general's cave--"

A red-faced ghost general sitting on a chair, dressed in blue embroidered birds, wearing a golden crown, felt the sudden fluctuation of breath, the ghost eyes opened angrily, and shouted loudly.At the same time, his body also turned into a streak of black air, and escaped into the void, appearing at the place where the avatar appeared in one fell swoop.

Mu Qingcheng's avatar stood quietly in the void, scanning the surrounding environment with ghostly eyes, without the slightest sense of trespassing on someone else's cave.

As soon as the red-faced ghost general appeared, Mu Qingcheng knew about it.

After a little induction, the seventh-level ghost general is equivalent to the seventh-level cultivation of a monk.Mu Qingcheng's incarnation is only as strong as a second-level ghost general, and he is not as good as the main body. He can use systematic skills, so it is difficult, very difficult, for this seventh-level ghost general.

"Seventh-level ghost general—fuck, fortunately, I didn't go alone—" Far above the sky thousands of miles away, on a ten-foot-sized ghost car suspended in the clouds, Mu Qingcheng passed by and The connection between the avatars, who knew the scene very well, said to himself.

"This cave is not bad, I want it - pack your things, get out of here -" the avatar yelled arrogantly, in terms of strength alone, the avatar is definitely not the opponent of this red-faced ghost general, but his task is to attract this ghost The general's attention, so now you don't need to do anything, just speak out to provoke the other party. After knowing that the old Taoist priest and Wuming are in place, you can naturally kill this ghost general in one fell swoop.

"Wahhahaha——" the red-faced ghost general laughed back angrily, looked up to the sky and laughed, stared at the avatar viciously, and said in a gloomy tone: "The arrogant guy, with the cultivation base of a second-level ghost general, dare to say that Occupying this general's cave——this general wants to see what you can do—"

The red-faced ghost general took out a pair of huge sabers, held them in his hands, and looked at Mu Qingcheng with a smirk, maintaining his identity, and did not strike first.

The avatar reached out and summoned a ghost-headed fork that he had randomly killed a kid on the road, held it in his hand, waved it twice, and stood opposite the red-faced ghost general holding the fork——

"Wahhahaha——it turned out to be an arrogant poor ghost. It seems that he was poor and crazy, so he ran here, talking crazy and trying to seize the general's cave—" The red-faced ghost general laughed, mocking Mu Qingcheng.

Trembling with anger, wow - I even have a half-immortal weapon, take it out and envy you to death, how dare you mock me.

But Mu Qingcheng still suppressed the anger in his heart. At this time, he had to hold on even more. If he could not fight, he would not fight first, otherwise he would not be able to fight at that time, and the old Taoist priest and the unknown uncle would be exposed in advance, which would ruin the original plan.

Mu Qingcheng danced the long fork in his hand, sweeping out a gloomy black air, and the ghost howled fiercely, quite imposing.

"Wahhahaha—a small skill—" the red-faced ghost general laughed loudly, and the sabers in his hands touched each other, a black air that was more powerful than Mu Qingcheng spread out, and the fierce evil spirit roared in the black air Howling, struggling to break free from the black air.

Damn it, I was ridiculed——

Mu Qingcheng stared at the red-faced ghost general coldly, but didn't make a move, only using the long fork in his hand to continuously create momentum.

"Wow, poor ghost, I wasted my time and killed you, so I can go back and drink blood to play tricks - look at the knife -" the red-faced ghost general yelled, and he didn't want to waste time with Mu Qingcheng anymore , the huge saber slashed down with evil spirit.

'Ghost Saber Slash'——

The red-faced ghost waved the two knives in its hands in a row, twisting its body like a spinning wheel, chopping down in a row.

Mu Qingcheng raised his long fork to resist.

Ding!Ding!Ding!Ding!Ding……

The sound of gold and iron clanging kept ringing, and the saber kept chopping on the long fork in Mu Qingcheng's hand.

Ding——After slashing continuously for more than 370 times, the red-faced ghost general's "Ghost Saber Continuous Slashing" stopped, and Mu Qingcheng drew back.

Bang——Mu Qingcheng felt a lightness in his hand, and after enduring more than 370 beheadings by the red-faced ghost with the long fork in his hand, he finally completed his mission, smashed into a pile of scrap copper and rotten iron, and sprinkled it down.

"Wahhahaha——Scrap copper and rotten iron, I can't help this general's round of slashing. Next, let's see what weapons you have to resist the two swords in this general's hands—" The red-faced ghost general seemed to be bored for a long time, When he saw his favorite toy, he intended to play with Mu Qingcheng, and was not in a hurry to attack.

Mu Qingcheng stretched out his hand to call, and took out a ghost-headed fork.Damn, luckily I took two pieces.

Waving the long fork in his hand, Mu Qingcheng stared at the red-faced ghost general.

"Oh——and? Well, then I will cut it into pieces—" the red-faced ghost general laughed, and turned his two knives again, chopping at the long fork in Mu Qingcheng's hand.

"These two hundred and five—" Mu Qingcheng twisted his hand, and the long fork in his hand avoided the red-faced ghost general's chopping, and picked him behind——

"Wow - where are you running -" the red-faced ghost general roared, brandishing the two knives in his hands, chasing after him.

The idiot——Mu Qingcheng didn't fight the red-faced ghost head-on, and moved his body repeatedly, playing a chasing battle with him.

woohoo-

Just as Mu Qingcheng was escaping from the shadow, suddenly there was a loud ghost crying, and a gust of wind hit.The red-faced ghost general had already caught up to him at some point, and the two sabers were slashing at his head——

Ding--

Mu Qingcheng could only raise his long fork to resist again.

"Wahhahaha—poor ghost, let's see where you are hiding—" the red-faced ghost said with a strange smile, his two knives constantly slashing on the long fork.

Ding!Ding!Ding!Ding!Ding--

There was another series of metal and iron clanging sounds, this time only about 350 cuts were made, and the long fork was shattered into rotten iron——

"Damn—cut corners—" Mu Qingcheng yelled, with the raging wind howling in front of her, she quickly backed away to avoid the saber's slashing.

"Wahhahaha—poor ghost, and a long fork? Take it out, I'm going to chop it into pieces for you—" The red-faced ghost laughed sharply, but the two knives in his hands didn't stop, chopping at Mu Qingcheng in a row——

"Damn it—he wanted to cut off Lao Tzu's treasure fork, and even made a series of attacks to prevent Lao Tzu from taking out his weapon. Could it be that he was afraid of Lao Tzu's magical soldiers—" Mu Qingcheng shouted, wanting to stop the red-faced ghost general.

However, the red-faced ghost general seems uninspired.

"Wahhahaha——Why should I waste time with you, a poor ghost? After beheading you, I will brew your ghost head with a secret method. Hang it in the general's cave, so that I can be happy every day——Look at the beheading ——" The red-faced ghost general smiled, and the two knives in his hands moved faster and faster.

"F*ck damn—" Mu Qingcheng cursed inwardly, concentrating on avoiding the attack of this treacherous general.

Unexpectedly, this red-faced ghost general is so cunning and cunning. First, he pretended to chop off the long fork in his hand so that he could relax his vigilance. In fact, it was his ghost body's idea from the beginning.

(End of this chapter)