Maoshan Ghost King

"The rule here is that whoever is rich and powerful is the final say? I still don't abide by your rule!" Ge Yu was also a little angry, his hands shook, majestic, and his momentum suddenly climbed to the extreme. Stepping on the ground, he rushed forward and handed over to Qin Jiu.

This person's cultivation level is still very good, but he is an outer disciple of Baiyun Temple, and he has not obtained the core inheritance of Baiyun Temple, so he can't compare with Ge Yu naturally.

When the two of them fought each other, they fisted and fisted in the private room, banging, violently running around, and the four bodyguards of Wang Dalin kept backing away.

To deal with such characters, there is no need for Li Zejian and the others to play. Several people stepped aside and watched the battle with a smile.

Hei Xiaose was also interested, and bet with Zhong Jinliang on the side: "Ryoko, do you think Xiaoyu can beat this old man with some tricks?"

"Five moves?" Zhong Jinliang said with some uncertainty.

"I think it might be six strokes. If you lose, you will lose 10% of the money you got from Master Mu. What do you think?" Hei Xiaoshui said.

"Then what if you lose?"

"If I lose, I will lose a lot..."

As he was talking, but with a "bang" sound, Qin Jiu was hit by Ge Yu's Tieshan leaning against his chest. His body instantly collapsed and hit the wall, feeling that the whole room was following Wei Wei. Flashed.

The old man's face was bruised, and a line of blood slowly flowed from the corner of his mouth, apparently suffering some internal injuries.

Ge Yu has kept a few strengths, otherwise the old man would be dead.

"Five moves! Brother Black, you lost." Zhong Jinliang said with great joy.

Hei Xiaose's face suddenly sank, and she shook her head helplessly, and said, "Oh, this old man is really useless. He was defeated with five tricks. Couldn't it be possible that I can't hold on one more trick and let me earn some extra money."

The old man Qin Jiu was so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood. He was desperate here with Ge Yu, but they took himself as a bet, and from the very beginning, he expected that he would not be able to beat the young man in front of him.

After sliding down the wall slowly, Qin Jiu didn't admit defeat, but stepped back a few steps, quickly pinched Fajue, and chanted a spell in his mouth.

The space suddenly became tight, and the buzzing sound of Qichang flooded in, making the hearts of ordinary people in the room cold.

"Wait... Liangzi, I haven't lost yet. This old clapper still has a back move. Maybe he can hold it twice." Hei Xiaose said excitedly.

Zhong Jinliang shook his head and said, "I don't think he can hold up two moves."

But the old man yelled in his mouth: "Five-star Zhencai, Six Ding and Liujia, Light Xuanming, Thousand Gods and All Saints, Protect my true spirit, wherever I am, all gods welcome, golden light appears quickly, Evil!"

Ge Yu squinted his eyes and said faintly: "Yes, it turned out to be the legendary Liu Ding Liu Jia curse. Today, I can see it."

As the last syllable of Qin Jiu settled, but seeing that Qin Jiu's body actually gave birth to a series of golden glows, the golden glow surrounded his body, and gradually wrapped his body, waiting for the golden glow to disperse, But seeing that Qin Jiu's body was actually covered with a layer of golden armor, condensed like a substance.

In fact, it was wrapped in a layer of golden aura, and those auras condensed into the shape of a golden armor.

Ge Yu had heard of these six magic curses, and it was the first time he saw them.

Legend has it that the armor condensed by the curse of six small six Jia is invulnerable, similar to a high-level zombie.

However, the Qin Jiu cultivation base in front of him was not very high. Even if six divine spells were condensed in front of him, it might not have much effect.

In addition to the golden armor that covered his body, Qin Jiu had an extra sword in his hand, a sword emitting golden light, which was also condensed with six divine spells.

This method looked a little scary, Zhou Yating and others were so shocked that they stretched out their hands to cover their mouths, and kept backing away.

It's no wonder that Qin Jiu at this moment looked very vigorous, as if a **** descended from the earth.

After making such a battle, Qin Jiu himself felt very satisfied, shook the sword in his hand, pointed at Ge Yu and said, "Huangkou kid, don't hurry up and kneel to beg for mercy."

"Is this to compete against magical weapons?" Ge Yu smiled slightly, patted his hand to his waist, and immediately sacrificed the Maoshan Seven Star Sword.

Accompanied by the sound of clanging, the Maoshan Seven-Star Sword was perfused with spiritual power, and the seven small swords quickly dispersed and surrounded Ge Yu's body. It felt like a flower in full bloom. And Ge Yu is just like the stamen of that flower.

When Ge Yu urged the Maoshan Seven Stars Sword Art, Wang Dalin and his other bodyguards immediately stuck to the wall in shock.

It’s strange to say that when the seven little swords surround Ge Yu, as they move, the seven little swords will also change direction and point to where they are moving. This is a kind of being enveloped by death. feel.

And Qin Jiu recognized it at a glance. The sword Ge Yu was using was the famous Maoshan Seven-Star Sword, so there was nothing wrong with it.

But he couldn't figure out why this sword was on Ge Yu's body.

As soon as he saw this Maoshan Seven-Star Sword that could only be used by Master Maoshan, Qin Jiu was immediately timid. Without certain status and means, it would be impossible to possess such a powerful magic weapon.

But the arrow was on the string, and I had to send it, but Wang Dalin was watching.

After a short pause, Qin Jiu shook his golden armor and carried a golden long sword, slashing towards Ge Yu.

At this moment, the Maoshan Seven-Star Sword in Ge Yu's hand flickered, and the seven small swords flew out at the same time, hitting Qin Jiu, between the electric light and flint, but saw the seven small swords collided at the same time. Qin Jiu's body heard a sigh of iron clanging in his ears.

The next moment, Qin Jiu was knocked out again, the golden armor covering his body suddenly fell apart, and his figure continued to fly backwards.

And Ge Yu rushed along with the seven small swords, flicked his palms, and slapped Qin Jiu on the chest.

With a "bang", Qin Jiu hit the wall again.

Only this time I was not as lucky as the last time.

After Qin Jiu hit the wall, he passed out immediately without a grunt.

The place where Qin Jiu fell was right next to Wang Dalin, which scared Wang Dalin terribly.

This Qin Jiu was a master hired by their family at a high price to protect himself. He didn't expect to be knocked out by Ge Yu so easily.

Ge Yu's gaze swept away, and soon fell on Wang Dalin's body. Wang Dalin grumbled in his scared throat: "You...what are you going to do..."

"Go!" Ge Yu slapped his backhand and slapped it.