The ghost is the husband, the wife is the supreme

Chapter 256 Two Joeys
There was no joy in Qiao Yi's eyes that he was about to succeed. Sure enough, almost when he dropped the knife, he didn't feel any sense of reality at all, but a sense of nothingness.

The depression in front of him left only an afterimage.

Qiao Yi immediately turned his body 180 degrees beyond ordinary people, and the disappearing depression was flying behind him!
This reversal stunned Du Ran.

Qiao Yi showed a look of "it should have been like this", when he turned his body, the sharp thorn in his hand held it backhanded and stabbed back suddenly, but the gloomy figure was another phantom, and disappeared in Qiao Yi's body again. before.

"hide?!"

Qiao Yi showed a mocking smile, and the next moment, he closed his eyes, and swung the sharp thorn in his hand towards an empty direction. When he was about to pierce something, another gust of wind blew past him, leaving only A faint shadow.

Obviously, the original depression is about to appear in that direction.

But, once again dodged.

Qiao Yi slowly restrained the indifference on his face, and put on a serious expression, his movements gradually accelerated, and the direction that seemed to be missing was precisely aimed at the place where depression was about to appear every time, but every time He was dodged every time, and from the beginning to the end, Shen Yu didn't attack.

The group of black cloaks behind them remained still, and those in front couldn't believe their eyes. Is this... the depression that must be paid for every penny? !

Obviously, the ghost king who only participated in that plan back then was beheaded by him even if he fled to the Lost Land. Depressed, actually dodging again and again? !

Those hands that controlled their life and death never waved at that Taoist priest!
Similarly, Qiao Yi's skill also surprised them. Even they couldn't predict the place and time when Depression would appear next. How did he do it with his eyes closed?That sharp thorn can feel the coercion of the nuclear man even from such a distance, as if paying homage to countless dead souls and ghosts.

There wasn't such a big momentum, and there wasn't such a fierce struggle and collision. There were only one attacking and the other hiding. However, this simplest action made none of the black cloaks present dare to underestimate it.

Gradually, some clever black cloaks came up with a strange idea...

Could it be that the two of them hid their methods in order not to worry that woman? !

Once this thought came into being, many eyes in black cloaks slowly turned their gazes not far away. Standing stiffly, Du Ran was covered by the wide ghost skin, so they couldn't see her face clearly, and they didn't know where she was. who is it.

What kind of woman is it that makes two such powerful people tacitly protect her? !
Soon, one of the black cloaks with a good memory let out a strange cry, "Could it be... that doll from back then?!"

This question instantly made the bodies of the remnants of what happened back then tremble.

"Did you really get rescued?"

"grown up……"

"Is it really her?!"

"How is it possible to be alive?!"

"Is she... a human or a ghost?"

One question after another caused the black cloaks to have a brief commotion, but there was no doubt that that woman was the key to dominating the battle.

Du Ran, who was watched by the black cloaks, didn't pay any attention to it. She only had those two figures in her eyes. Seeing Qiao Yi's more violent movements, slowly, the time for hiding his depression became shorter and shorter. He still didn't make a move. Still dodging step by step, until it was unavoidable, he stretched out his hand to block the sharp thorn, then frowned slightly, and became invisible again on the premise of paying for a scar.

Qiao Yi sneered, "Until this time, do you still want to use yourself to soften Xiao Ran's heart?!"

Yes, in Qiao Yi's eyes, the gloomy action was tantamount to stimulating Du Ran, using himself to make Du Ran more soft-hearted, what a scheming ghost!Even every step and every move is implicating Du Ran, which, in another sense, is also a pervert.

Then...he likes to make the pervert regret it the most!
Qiao Yi's eyes turned cold, and he stopped all his movements. He didn't know when he put away the sharp thorn in his hand. He stood where he was, as if he was planning something.

And Shen Yu also appeared not far away, standing quietly, but at this moment, there was a trace of seriousness in Shen Yu's eyes.

Qiao Yi...better than he thought.

The next moment, something happened that shocked everyone. Qiao Yi in front of him was split into two, and the two identical ones stood in the same place. There was no difference in the similarity, and both of them showed a sneer at the same time.

"If you think you can take Du Ran away in this way, you'd be naive."

After saying that, the two Qiao Yi rushed forward at the same time. This time, Shen Yu didn't dodge, because there was no way to dodge!

The hands that had been standing still finally moved. Shen Yuge blocked one of them, Qiao Yi, and his body flashed an incredible arc, avoiding Qiao Yi from behind. However, what shocked him even more was that the two Qiao Yi's strength has not weakened in the slightest, even stronger. Without a weapon in his hand, Shen Yu was finally freed by Qiao Yi in front, and the sharp thorn pierced his left shoulder fiercely.

Du Ran suddenly felt a strong sense of powerlessness, she watched this scene helplessly, and couldn't even say a word.

Move!
Stop them!
Can't keep fighting!
There is no need for this battle at all!
All because of her!All because of her cowardice!

The emotions so intense that they broke the embankment surged up in an instant, Du Ran's eyes were red, and the thousands of characters in her mind twirled crazily, and under extreme circumstances, she pieced together a paragraph of words.

To be strong is to be strong, to use one's own fulcrum as the source, to spread blood at the cost, to use the toughness of the soul as the shackle, and to use all the mind to break it for me.

Gradually, Du Ran's eyes lost their luster, and such a sentence began to linger in his mind, occupying all his mind.

"Strength is strong, with one's own fulcrum..."

Word by word, came out of her mouth clearly, Du Ran, who was unable to speak at first, seemed to be unshackled, over and over, over and over again, she repeated this sentence, becoming more fluent each time.

Slowly, a strange light flickered in her eyes, and as the last word "elimination" fell, she suddenly raised her head, and the next moment, she disappeared in the original place, where there was still a broken piece. The worn bandages slowly turned into dust and dissipated.

The trembling two didn't notice Du Ran who disappeared at all.

Suffering from a shoulder injury, he could no longer dodge calmly. Qiao Yi's strength had exceeded his expectations. He even faintly felt the aura of belonging to the same kind. It was a powerful and familiar kind.

The gloomy eyes brought seriousness and caution that had not been seen for a long time, and he had doubts about Qiao Yi's identity. This cannot be a method possessed by Taoism, at least, not entirely!

(End of this chapter)