Before Han Xiao could react, he only heard a "whoosh", and Jiang Yunfan's figure had already jumped up, rushing straight towards the monster turned into resentment. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

I saw a swing of the Yin and Yang Liangyi Sword in his hand, and suddenly set off a hurricane that whirred, sweeping towards the thousand-year-old resentful spirit.

"Assert ......"

The thousand-year-old resentful spirit laughed wildly, and two huge demon claws blocked in front of him, only to hear the loud sound of "sonorous and sonorous" metal collisions, which directly blocked Jiang Yunfan's sword qi.

It's just that above the claws of the thousand-year-old resentful spirit, ten turquoise claws were cut off in unison, and the arms were also torn open by the sword qi, and a black fishy liquid flowed out.

"Why did you stop me? Isn't what I did what you thought in your heart?" The thousand-year-old spirit roared fiercely: "Have you forgotten your own suffering? Why do others get all the good, while we only have endless suffering and suffering? Is this fair?"

"Evil barrier, shut up!" A trace of anger flashed in Jiang Yunfan's eyes, and with a swing of his long sword, he attacked again.

The blood light flashed in the eyes of the thousand-year-old resentful spirit, and the miasma around his body combined with the power of resentment, tumbling and rising, and the injuries on the giant claws recovered in an instant.

"If you don't want to share eternal life with me, then go and die!" The thousand-year-old spirit roared, and the giant claws raised high and grabbed towards Jiang Yunfan.

When he stretched out his hand, the blood flashed, and the ground around him was torn apart.

Jiang Yunfan was worthy of being the fourth-generation head of the Immortal Sword Sect during his lifetime, and his strength was also extremely strong, and with a wave of strength, an astonishing light suddenly erupted from the Yin and Yang Liangyi Sword, and wisps of sword qi like a substantial sword qi swirling in your city, overwhelmingly blasting towards the thousand-year-old resentful spirit.

"What a powerful swordsmanship!" Han Xiao saw that the essence of his eyes flashed, this swordsmanship was more than a hundred times more mysterious than the "Dazzling Sun Covering the Sky" sword technique of Zheng Shaokun, the head of the Immortal Sword Sect.

As if sensing the powerful power of this sword, the thousand-year-old resentful soul roared wildly, and a domineering aura erupted from his body, and the muscles behind him squirmed, and he actually stretched out two thick arms.

"Roar!"

The thousand-year-old spirit danced wildly with its four claws, constantly defeating Jiang Yunfan's incomparably powerful sword qi.

"Yin and Yang!

Jiang Yunfan jumped high, drew the sword in front of him, pinched his fingers, and the yin and yang spells floated up, and in an instant, the yin and yang sword "buzzed" and trembled, and the black and white sword rose to the sky.

When this move was unleashed, Jiang Yunfan was full of divine light, as if an immortal had descended to earth, and the sword qi passed by, as if the sky was collapsing.

"Break!" Jiang Yunfan roared, and the long sword pointed fiercely at the thousand-year-old resentful spirit, and the black and white sword light was like a mountain suppression, fiercely slashing down the thousand-year-old resentful spirit.

Han Xiao's eyelids jumped wildly, he glanced at the old blind man, hurriedly urged his body technique, and retreated violently, constantly dodging the aftermath of Jiang Yunfan's confrontation with the thousand-year-old resentful spirit.

Even if it's just the aftermath, if it is hit, it will be a demon like Han Xiao, who is afraid that if he doesn't die, he will lose half of his skin.

Boom! Boom!

Although Jiang Yunfan's sword moves are strong, in this environment, the thousand-year-old resentful spirit can continue to devour the miasma to restore his strength, and although Jiang Yunfan is a magic sword sword soul, he can not be affected by the miasma, but as time passes, his strength will gradually deplete.

Under the advantages of one another, Jiang Yunfan soon fell into the disadvantage.

"Hey, hey, hey. The thousand-year-old wraith laughed, "You can't stop me anymore! No one can stop me......!"

"Oh, is it?" At this moment, Han Xiao suddenly sneered, "I'm very sorry, no matter what you become, but your essence still seems to be a resentful spirit, right?"

A smile hung on the corner of Han Xiao's mouth, as long as it was a resentful spirit, then, under his evil dragon aura, he could only be obediently shocked.

"What kind of thing are you?" The tyrannical gaze of the thousand-year-old resentful spirit finally looked at Han Xiao.

From beginning to end, it didn't even look at Han Xiao and the others. Because, Han Xiao's strength, in the eyes of the thousand-year-old resentful spirit, is basically no different from that of ants.

However, the next moment, its body trembled involuntarily.

"Roar!"

A high-pitched dragon groan erupted from Han Xiao's body.

Under the ravages of the evil dragon's power, whether it was a thousand-year-old resentful spirit or an old blind man, a chill rose in their hearts, especially for a spirit like a thousand-year-old resentful spirit, this kind of suppression almost made its soul disperse.

"As long as you are a resentful spirit, no matter how powerful you are a hundred times, you will not be able to escape from the palm of my hand!" Han Xiao's gaze burst out with an incomparable confidence.

The evil dragon, shocking all spirits, the thousand-year-old resentful spirit has indeed reached an incomparably terrifying realm, and its strength is a thousand, ten thousand times that of Han Xiao, but as long as it is a spirit body that has lost its sustenance, no matter how powerful it is, only the spirit body is left, and it can only be suppressed obediently.

"No! no one will try to stop me!" the millennium wraith roared like a frenzy, his spirit trembling, a tremor from the origin of the soul.

"Hmph, make your spring and autumn dreams!"

With a swing of the Burning Silence Sword in Han Xiao's hand, at the moment of life and death for all human beings in the entire Xuanling Continent, Han Xiao didn't care about the consequences of casting the Evil Dragon Fire.

Moreover, he had also cast the Evil Dragon Fire once before, but he did not attract Nie Jiuyang, perhaps because the space within this dense spring was independent of the outside world, so even Nie Jiuyang's induction was isolated.

"No one can stop me! No one can stop me!" The thousand-year-old resentful spirit screamed hoarsely, and in a flash, it slammed out with a fierce punch, slamming into the blood-colored sword tablet on the altar.

This sword tablet is the core of the entire sealing array, once it is destroyed, the misty spring will erupt, the miasma will escape, and countless living beings will be wiped out.

"No!"

"Don't!"

Everyone didn't expect that the thousand-year-old spirit would be so crazy and go directly to shatter the core of the big array.

Airplanes!

Around the blood-colored sword stele, a dazzling golden light erupted. With such a delicate array, there will naturally be a corresponding defensive array.

Ten thousand golden rays of light were shining brightly, and they shot out, and the golden lights pierced the body of the thousand-year-old resentful spirit like sharp arrows, raising a rain of black blood in the sky. However, the thousand-year-old spirit didn't care, as long as it absorbed enough miasma, it could naturally recover.

Han Xiao and the others were about to rush over to stop the thousand-year-old resentful spirit, but they were forced back by this golden light array, and they didn't dare to get closer.

After all, they are all flesh and blood, and if they are penetrated by the golden light, there is only one way to die.

"Crush me, crush me!"

The thousand-year-old spirit roared wildly, slamming into the sword monument, and under the full force of the explosion, the defensive circle around the sword monument actually "clicked", like glass, cracking a spider web-like crack.

"Click!"

"Click!"

……

A series of broken sounds made everyone's hearts hang in their throats.

The defensive array outside the sword monument was actually shattered!

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