Chapter Eighty-Three: A Shocking Battle!

The ghosts around have all fallen into the hands of Zhang Xuan at this moment!

Silence, silence like never before!

At this time, everyone's gaze at these was already unprecedented reverence, what kind of sacredness was this? Almost with the power of one person, so many ghosts were destroyed, and even at this time, he did not have the slightest appearance of true qi loss.

Then Zhang Xuan's robe waved, and his figure began to move forward. "Keep going, go straight to the ghost gate and close the lair!" The extremely majestic voice reverberated all around, and everyone's hearts tightened, and they stepped out with random steps and marched forward.

However, at this time, where the Ghost Gate Pass is located, two figures suspended in the void are eye-catching. One of them was dressed in a white robe, and his robes rattled in the wind.

This person's popularity is magnificent, and his face reveals a resolute look. Behind him is a sword weapon that exudes a rustic atmosphere. The indifferent air flow continued to flow behind him, and the battle intent continued to impact the sky.

The other person was wearing a black gown, and his figure was illusory at this time, messy under the blowing of the wind. The two of them are Lin Ming, the sword king of the generation, and the only ghost king in the ghost gate-Ghost Li!

The ghost's eyes were like thunder, and a thunderous attack broke out for the first time. A black whirlwind suddenly blew up, and a black wind swept up abruptly. The ghost qi spread between heaven and earth, and countless spiritual attacks rushed into Lin Ming's mind.

The sound kept entering the depths of Lin Ming's mind, intending to make Lin Ming fall into it. However, Lin Ming gritted his teeth, and a sharp pain swept through his body, and Lin Ming walked out of the illusion directly at this time.

Then Lin Ming walked away with his sword, and a faint purple electric light appeared in his eyes. There was a thunderclap between heaven and earth, Lin Ming stepped on his feet violently, and a purple ripple instantly rippled in all directions.

The power like a tide naturally spread, and the random sword momentum condensed, and a violent wind appeared again. With Lin Ming as the center, it spread out in all directions. The sword light flashed out, and the void was covered with thunderclouds, lightning and thunder.

A clear sword groan came out, and a terrifying thunder power fell from the sky, directly slashing down on the ghost force. However, the ghostly palms rotated, and a pitch-black energy began to gradually condense in the palms of his two palms.

Everything was in an instant, and the thunder sword fell in an instant. Then there was a terrifying black air mass at the skull that roared away, randomly exploding between heaven and earth.

The black air mass directly collapsed into the heavens and the earth, and the ghost suddenly flew backwards. However, at this time, Lin Ming felt a little strange, and the power of the thunder he descended actually disappeared directly, what was going on?

Random Lin Ming's eyes gradually turned pitch black, blending into this pitch-black land. The two powerhouses seemed to have disappeared into the heavens and the earth, but the terrifying aura still swirled and echoed in the void.

A trace of ghost energy suddenly surged in the void, and a person's figure appeared out of thin air. The man's hands were slightly bent, as if he was gathering some kind of strength. The ghost gate behind him suddenly opened, and the purest ghost qi suddenly filled all directions.

However, most of the pure ghost qi was surging towards this person, and the ghost power at this time was completely wrapped in that cloud of ghost qi. The ghostly figure was suspended in the void, and Lin Ming's figure in the void flashed, and a long howl like rolling thunder came again.

"Take advantage of his illness and kill him!" Lin Ming's eyes were full of murderous intent, and his sharp aura permeated the surroundings. Just a faint aftermath caused the ghosts of the Yijin Realm thousands of kilometers away to collapse into heaven and earth.

The cold wind swept across the earth, and Zhang Xuan and the others had already reached the distance within 10,000 meters. In this land, there are swords and dragons everywhere, and ghosts are rampant. Blood flowed on the ghostly earth, and a cold frost began to condense on the earth.

The cold wind pierced into the marrow of a person's bones like a thousand swords, and the pain hit the depths of the soul. Lin Ming's earth-shattering blow came as promised, but he was directly shocked by a terrifying black concussive force that directly shook Lin Ming away 10,000 meters away!

The sturdy body rubbed violently against the void, the fire was shining, and the ghost howled, and the sound shook the heavens and the earth. A terrifying wave of qi stirred up in the void, and Zhang Xuan and the others shrank their pupils, guarding with all their might.

However, the terrifying aura came to an abrupt end, and a familiar figure suddenly appeared. Zhang Xuan was very surprised, a generation of sword kings would actually be shocked thousands of meters away, it seems that the ghost king is really powerful.

Lin Ming's face turned pale, and another figure descended from the void again, it was the Great Elder of the Heavenly Sword Sect, Ye Yun. At this time, Ye Yunli brought rain and said heavily, "You and I are fighting side by side, and those ghosts in the marrow washing realm have almost killed me."

Enter, let the two of us kill the first ghost king of this ghost gate!" As the words fell, a terrifying momentum suddenly rose on Ye Yun's body, and Zhang Xuan and the others all retreated dozens of steps to the rear.

After that, Ye Yun's eyes scanned the surroundings, and with a wave of his hand, a wave of sword gang spread on the ground, and all the ghosts around him disappeared in an instant. Such a casual blow has the ability to turn over the river and the sea, Zhang Xuan and the others were shocked in their hearts.

A milky white ginseng was thrown into Lin Ming's mouth, and a stream of pure medicinal power swam in Lin Ming's body, and the injuries he had received before actually disappeared in an instant. Lin Ming gritted his teeth and said, "Today, the ghost will definitely die!"

In order to kill this thief, my most precious ginseng will not hesitate to use it!" Lin Ming's voice fell, and his right hand took Ye Yun's delicate hand, and a sound of rolling thunder sounded, and there was no other party around.

At this time, Zhang Xuan's heart was hot, watching the battle of the Zixia Holy Realm must be very helpful, you might as well go and take a look. Then Zhang Xuan's figure flashed, crossed the sky, everyone stared into the distance, and finally said helplessly, "There are many masters in front, and it is not for us to participate." ”

Therefore, most of the existence of the Forging Body Realm was stationed in a place ten thousand meters away from the Ghost Gate, and Zhang Xuan at this time tried his best to restrain his aura to the extreme. At this moment, there was a movement of the sword species in his body, and then a red air flow enveloped Zhang Xuan.

Hurrying from above the powerhouse of the Yi Jin Realm, those existences of the Yi Jing Realm actually didn't find Zhang Xuan's figure. This situation made Zhang Xuan's heart happy, so that he could get as close as possible to the location of Lin Ming's battle against the ghost king.

In the blink of an eye, Zhang Xuan's divine sense could already observe the figure of the ghost king and Lin Ming not far away, and next to Lin Ming stood a beautiful woman in a white martial robe.