Before Nanchen could finish speaking, the sword in his hand had already stabbed the man closer.

The man felt the oppressive force and was shocked.

I thought that my spell had been cast for too long and something had happened.

Now it seems that it turned out to be his own ghost raiser, and he was discovered.

This is, waiting for him to come to the door.

How dare the man slack off, and hurriedly dodge.

The opponent's body was very fast, and Nanchen's sword went down, and he directly stabbed into the air.

However, the Qiusheng literary talent behind him, Jiale Jingqing shot repeatedly.

Let this man also be in a hurry.

"Demon Dao, suffer death!"

Qiusheng roared, and the ten thousand ghost knives in his hand slashed down.

Frightened, the man dodged again.

As a result, he was swept away by Wen Cai with a stick.

With a scream, he flew out on the spot.

Jiale Qinqing is even more volleyed.

The peachwood sword in his hand followed and slashed out, and he was about to subdue the man.

Who knew that at this critical moment, he suddenly formed a magic seal and shouted in a low voice:

"Edict!"

As soon as this statement came out.

A spell sealed on this person's heart was suddenly urged.

Streams of black qi poured into his body in an instant.

At this moment, the skin also became purple and black.

It's like poisoning.

But the breath of the whole body skyrocketed in the blink of an eye.

A gust of wind shook out.

"Buzz".

Jiale and Qinqing, who jumped in the air, were directly knocked to the ground.

Nanchen's heart tightened, this breath was so strong.

But looking at the other party's purple-black face, it should have cast some kind of evil magic.

At this time, the other party had reached the second level of the Xuan Rank, and his aura was still skyrocketing.

At the same time, the man slammed into the ground.

The whole person stood up directly in the air.

There was a strong Xuan Qi shock, forcing everyone to retreat again and again.

Nanchen grabbed Wencai and looked at him.

The man, now he has a one-handed seal.

Surrounding Nanchen and others:

"It's just a few of you, it's broken the spell of this seat, right?"

Nanchen drew his sword and crossed:

"That's right, that's it.

You're the one who casts the black runes, the demon of the Seven Peerless Sects......"

The man smiled coldly, and his breath stayed at the Xuanjie Four Heavens.

He glanced at Nanchen and the others and analyzed them carefully.

At this time, I found out that none of Nanchen and the others had reached the Xuan Rank.

It's all yellow-level cultivation.

The strongest of these was the man with a broken bronze sword.

The breath is strong, and the yellow step is strong.

He judged that Nanchen should only have the Yellow Rank Nine Heavens.

But it was the first time he had encountered such a strong Yellow Order Nine Heavens.

But it didn't take it seriously.

In his own eyes, the Yellow Order is the Yellow Order.

Even if Nanchen's aura is strong, it is still impossible for him to be an opponent in this state.

After seeing the strength of Nanchen and the others, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

This kind of way cannot threaten him.

However, there is also a trace of doubt in my heart.

How did they break his black spell?

How can you control Xiaohong and other ghosts, and how did you break their evil spirit?

"I'm really curious, how did you break the black spell of this seat. ”

Nanchen smiled coldly, for this kind of demon way, it would be nonsense to say one more word.

In the face of the Seven Peerless Demon Dao, there is only one word.

"!"

Therefore, Nanchen just snorted coldly:

"You'll know right away!"

After speaking, Nanchen held the Ten Fox Sword in his hand and rushed forward directly.

The man saw that he had released the fourfold coercion of the Xuan Rank, and the other party rushed up without knowing whether he was alive or dead.

This is disdain for him, believing that his majesty, has been provoked.

"I don't know what is dead or alive, let you know now, this seat is powerful in the fourfold level!"

Hearing this, Qiusheng Wencai, who was about to make a move, felt embarrassed.

Fourfold?

Do you want your junior brother Nanchen to know that it is powerful?

What a fool.

You don't know how you're going to die for a while.

A few people, not even planning to move.

Because they know that Nanchen alone is enough.

After the man finished speaking, he suddenly pulled out a telescopic stick from behind him.

With a strong flick, the stick directly became more than a meter long.

The runes on the stick were engraved, and the black light was revealed.

At this time, Don't let his mysterious qi gather, like a demon soldier.

Compared to the bronze broken sword in Nanchen's hand, it was much more dazzling.

He didn't talk nonsense either.

Facing Nanchen, he also greeted him.

I plan to kill Nanchen with one blow and let him know that he is strong.

But his wishful thinking was wrong.

What he is facing is the cultivation world of the world, cultivating demons.

The eleventh level of the yellow order breaks through the confinement of perfection.

Reach a new level.

This breakthrough is the sublimation and elevation of strength.

It's not something that one plus one equals two.

In itself, it is an existence against the sky.

Its strength is comparable to the fifth level of the Xuan Rank, and it can fight the sixth level of the Xuan Rank.

That's what he can fight against?

Nanchen slashed down with a sword.

The magic stick in the opponent's hand strikes horizontally.

This blow gathered all its strength.

In his opinion.

This blow was enough to smash the broken sword in Nanchen's hand, and at the same time smashed Nanchen to cripple and even die on the spot.

However, he underestimated Nanchen too much, and underestimated the Ten Fox Sword in Nanchen's hand.

The moment the two blades touched, he regretted it.

At this moment, only a "bang" was heard.

The two Xuan Qi interacted with each other, and bursts of wind erupted.

Immediately after, there was a powerful coercion.

Like Mount Tai, it shrouded the man.

At this moment, he felt unrivaled power and oppression.

This Nimana could be the Yellow Rank Ninefold?

This power clearly overshadowed him, reaching the level of the fifth or even sixth level of the Xuan Rank.

At this moment, he regretted it.

But he had no way out, so he could only resist to the death.

Whoever stops now will die.

So he kept urging his Xuan Qi to resist, and the color of his skin became more and more purple and blue.

However, it was still Nanchen who resisted Nanchen's Xuanqi coercion.

What's even more terrifying is that the rune stick in his hand has even cracked.

This stick was given to him by the sect.

It looks relatively thin, but it is unusually hard, and it is made of seabed steel.

There are also rune inscriptions, and there are Xuan Qi blessings.

Its hardness can be imagined.

But now, it was split by this broken copper piece......

His face changed suddenly, and his secret path was not good, and he couldn't stop it.

Nanchen showed a sneer:

"Now, I'll show you what.

The Yellow Rank Eleven is powerful!"

Yellow, yellow rank eleven?

When the man heard this, he was stupid on the spot.

Yellow Order, can there still be eleven times?

But it was too late.

Nanchen's Xuan Qi stirred again.

Hearing only a "click", the dark iron rune stick in his hand instantly collapsed.

Nanchen held the Ten Fox Sword and slashed it with one sword.

"Whoosh!"

Blood splattered, and an arm fell to the ground on the spot.

The man was even more shaken on the spot and fell to the ground screaming.

"I, my hand, my hand ......"

Nanchen stood in place, looking at him coldly.

Qiusheng Wencai and others also stepped forward.

Wencai was even more proud:

"Dead Demon Dao, what are you dragging on the Xuanjie Quadruple?

In front of my junior brother, he is scum!"