Chapter 1479: The Great War

"You can try!"

Xia Ming looked at the wandering spirit, his expression unafraid.

"Good!"

The geist laughed eerily, and in the dark night, the geist's slightly eerie voice laughed, like the ghost's cry, which sounded a little frightened, panicked.

"Three slashes of the geist. ”

Under Xia Ming's gaze, the spirit slowly raised his long knife, and the vitality in his body was frantically injected into this long knife.

And the next moment, the gaze of the wandering soul fell on Xia Ming's body, and the faint voice spread, making the surrounding environment even more gloomy.

"The first of the three slashes of the geist, the geist is born. ”

As the ghost's eerie voice rang out, the next moment, the form of the spirit disappeared in place in an instant, and Xia Ming didn't dare to be careless when he saw this situation.

Xia Ming waved the long sword in his hand, and beside Xia Ming, there was a terrifying sword aura, this sword aura, as if it had traveled through heaven and earth, that feeling, as if a country was enveloped.

As long as Xia Ming's mind moves, this terrifying sword qi will crisscross the country and smash it into pieces in an instant.

This terrifying Taixuan True Qi gathered, and this Ling even had a whining sound, which was like a ghost crying, which made people feel refreshed.

Feeling this terrifying momentum, even the face of the wandering soul was shocked, what kind of martial art is this? How can the momentum be so immense? A set of martial arts can even cause this kind of might, it is really powerful.

"What kind of martial art are you!" The wandering spirit looked at Xia Ming with a solemn face, and faintly, he could feel the horror of this martial art.

"Kill your martial arts!" Xia Ming snorted coldly and said in a dignified voice.

"Baga, even if your martial arts skills are good today, I will kill you. ”

"Slash!"

The geist's eyes flashed with ferocity, and his face was also full of hideousness.

At this moment, Xia Ming let go of his strength and did it with all his might, because he knew that this wandering soul was a powerhouse who had stepped into the Xuan level with half a foot, and if he didn't do it with all his strength, it was very likely that he would die dead.

Xia Ming's steps stepped on the Eight Immortal Steps, the Eight Immortal Steps are an upgraded version of running fast, the Eight Immortal Steps are weird, a total of eight steps, each step is extremely mysterious.

The most important thing is that every step is inappropriate, which can be said to be elusive.

At the same time, on Xia Ming's sword, there seemed to be a light flickering, this sharp light, as if to illuminate the night, looked extremely terrifying, and what was even more strange was that this light was fierce and full of powerful power.

This time, Xia Ming's Flying Immortal Sword Technique was obviously very different from the last time.

The last time, he didn't have that kind of deterrent effect, but this time, it was even more shocking and terrifying than the previous one.

"Go!"

The terrifying power surged, Xia Ming's eyes were fiercely cold, and the dragon in his hand stabbed down in the air, and for a while, the light flickered, and even on the surrounding trees, there were countless sword marks, and the sword marks were three points into the wood, and they were extremely powerful.

"It's just a yellow-level peak, how can you compete with Haoyue and die. ”

Feeling this terrifying sword intent, the pupils of the wandering soul also shrank, and then he shouted violently, holding the knife in both hands, and slashed Huashan.

"Boy, you have no martial arts, but you don't use his power, it's really a tyrannical thing, it's better to give it to me, so as not to defile this martial art. Haha!"

The spirit that slashed down was not afraid, he could feel the horror of this martial art, but he did not have the slightest fear, under this terrible pressure, the spirit looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, and then, the long knife had also fallen.

"Dingding!"

In this forest, the sound of swords colliding resounded, which made the surroundings silent, the two cold rays were intertwined, and the entire forest seemed to be shrouded in this qi and sword qi.

Under this terrible encounter, Xia Ming's hand actually began to tremble, as if he couldn't hold this dragon sky, that terrifying force, as if he was about to cut his long sword down.

"Hmph, this martial art is in your hands, it's vulnerable, so it's better to hand it over to me honestly!"

In this dark night, the ghostly laughter of the wandering soul resounded, and the laughter was overflowing, as if Xia Ming was about to become a ghost under his sword.

"Humph!"

Xia Ming's face was indifferent, and in his eyes, the light flickered, and the sound of sneers rang out.

This geist is indeed extremely powerful, even if he uses the first form of this Flying Immortal Sword Technique, it is difficult to resist this guy's sword.

However, this knife was originally the hegemon of the soldiers, that kind of domineering is not what his sword has, and fighting with the long knife, his sword is more agile.

Xia Ming took a deep breath, under the gaze of this wandering spirit, Xia Ming's eyes surged, and the Taixuan True Qi in his body was frantically poured into this dragon sky again, and Long Xiao actually made a slight sword roar at this moment.

Ordinary long swords, I'm afraid they can't withstand Xia Ming's Taixuan True Qi, his Taixuan True Qi is cultivated according to Taixuan Qi, the domineering of Taixuan True Qi is probably a little higher than Yuan Qi, it seems that Yuan Qi is a little worse than Taixuan True Qi.

With the infusion of the selection of true qi, the sound of this sword roar became louder and louder, and at this moment, Xia Ming's eyes were also shining with golden light, becoming more and more intense.

"Buzz!"

Under the gaze of this swimming dragon, Xia Ming's Longxiao sword slashed down fiercely, this slash, the light shone on the sword body, and the light and the sword body reflected each other, but in this dark night, it seemed that only a streamer could be seen.

"Flying Immortal Swordsmanship, Two Swords Shattering Mountains and Rivers!"

"Bang!"

This time with a sword slash, even the night was a lot brighter, an indescribable sense of sword qi impact, so that the original wild laughter and joy on the face of the wandering spirit, were all frozen in an instant, an incomparably shocking, quickly diffused in the pupils.

"How is it possible, this sword has a second style. ”

He obviously underestimated this martial art, this first style, can actually make a guy at the peak of the yellow level and his own half-step Xuan level, in the case of using the first slash of the wandering soul, he will not fall behind, this second sword is twice as strong as the first sword, even his wandering soul three slashes, it can't achieve this amazing effect.

What kind of martial art is this, the long sword is erratic, and it is impossible to guard against, if it is an ordinary opponent, I am afraid that it will be slashed by Xia Ming's sword.

"No, you can't let this kid continue, this kid is terrible. ”

Just thinking of this, the spirit no longer hesitated, under Xia Ming's gaze, the spirit held the knife in both hands, and the vitality in the body was frantically instilled into this long knife, in this dark night, there was a loud shout, piercing the starry sky.

"The second stop of the three slashes of the geist, the geist is dead!"