Wan Jian is holding a giant tree in his hand at this moment, standing proudly in the air, where is there still the slightest obscene and clumsy appearance that he once had? Seeing that he was full of spirit, with an excited expression on his face, and his eyebrows were open, he was exactly the appearance of the past that was invincible. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Come!"

Wan Jian shouted loudly, like thunder: "You have a blood devouring bead, just look at me, how about this Qingyun Giant Tree?"

His body shook, and in an instant the giant tree danced, and the sound of "wooing" was extremely fast in the blink of an eye, and the sky was full of tree shadows, rushing all over the sky, and the wind was so strong that no other sound could be heard.

The ghost's face changed greatly, churning in the shadows of the trees, the giant tree storm was like a surging wave, and like a never-ending tide, wave after wave, wave after wave, chasing under the blue sky, a mountain of mist seemed to tremble.

When the wind passes through the treetops, it turns into a whirlpool, turning into a whirlpool in mid-air, devouring everything in the world, and the ghost is in the center of the whirlpool, surrounded by the shadows of trees, and the strong wind blows like a knife, as if if if you are not careful, you will be cut to pieces by this sharp thing.

Wan Jianyi couldn't stop laughing, as if he had returned to the years when he had dominated the world, and the expression on his face was even more excited, and he was engrossed in Ghost Li.

The ghost was in the storm, suddenly gritted his teeth, and saw the shadows of the trees in front of him pressing like a mountain, but this time he didn't dodge, his right hand was raised, and the soul eater flew out with a faint red dark light, and with a "poof" sound in the shadows of thousands of trees, it was nailed to the tree body accurately, and in a moment the demonic power danced wildly, and the red light rose from the blood-devouring beads, winding around the trunk, and where it passed, the trunk burst and the debris flew sideways.

In a moment, one-third of the trunk of the giant tree had been devoured by this demonic power, but Wan Jianyi's face did not smile in shock, he laughed for a long time, and cut off his left hand in the air, and the trunk was swept by the invisible wind, and it was cut off like tofu.

The trunk of the tree in front of it, shrouded in red light, seemed to let out a groan in the blink of an eye, turned into powder, and scattered in the wind.

But the ten thousand swords in front of him lifted up the remnants of the trunk, like the sky, mighty and invincible.

The shadows of the trees in the sky disappeared in a blink of an eye, the storm stopped, the strong wind stopped, and everything in the world stopped breathing in an instant, staring at the figure flying in the air!

He fell from the sky, and in the midst of loud shouts, he raised a tree and threw it down.

The strong wind screamed, piercing, and on the ground of the three zhang square, there was a "boom", and in an instant, all the sand and stones flew outward, and only the ghost Li was swaying, his face was pale, and he stared at the giant tree falling from the sky.

The strange roar was like thunder, and in the blink of an eye, the ghost clenched his teeth, and suddenly his hands danced, and the Taiji diagram turned faster, rising above his head, blocking the trunk of the tree like thunder.

The two powerful forces collided in mid-air, and even the land peaks around them seemed to shake, and the ground under the feet of the ghosts stood was already sunk into the earth.

The front of the trunk was vigorously forced by Taiji Xuanqing Dao, all of them burst, sawdust flew wildly, and in the blink of an eye, they turned into powder and scattered without a trace.

But then the trunk of the tree was forced down, stabbing down from the twinkling blue Tai Chi pattern.

Ghost Li's face turned pale again, the soul devouring demon was even more prosperous, and the Buddhist mantra appeared again, just below the Tai Chi pattern, the golden light flashed, and another layer was laid down.

The wind was howling, the field was almost breathless, the wind was raging, and the two men fought selflessly in the green mountains and dense forests, and no one could see them, except for the black shadow faintly flickering.

Wan Jianyi's face was excited, and it seemed that even the deep wrinkles had disappeared at this moment, as if the young years of many years ago had returned to him at this time.

That time that was once exciting and proud of the world!

He looked up to the sky and roared, like a dragon roaring the sun, and the feeling of the strong wind blowing on his face was like the blood of his whole body was burning!

He laughed and rushed down, and all the Taoism of his whole body burst out from the trunk of the tree, and all the cultivation of his life burst out like flames.

The Buddhist mantra dispersed in an instant!

The layers of heavy pressure were pressed down like a mountain and a sea, and blood flowed from the corners of the ghost's mouth, and a flush suddenly appeared in the paleness, and suddenly a mouthful of blood spurted out, spilling on the soul eater.

Drops of blood melted silently, and the cold breath echoed from the depths of the heart.

His eyes turned blood-red!

At this critical moment, suddenly, the howling wind in the sky stopped, the terrifying killing intent disappeared, and the mighty figure like a god in mid-air suddenly began to shake, gradually weakening.

A black shadow swept away from behind Wan Jianyi, and the true law that had been gathering momentum for a long time instantly lost its suppression, and immediately burst out, the blue light and golden mang, the dark red demon power, and the strength of the three true methods fused together instantly went against the sky, and hit Wan Jianyi's chest firmly, and in an instant, the sound of broken bones crackled like falling beads.

Wan Jian paused in mid-air and did not fly out, but his body suddenly softened, starting from his chest, the muscles of his whole body seemed to lose support and began to irrevocably shrink.

The ghost was stunned, and the next moment, he involuntarily hugged Wan Jianyi's body, and in his hand, the old body told him again that this was such an old man. And when he flipped it, he clearly saw that there was a black palm print clearly printed on the back of Wan Jianyi.

As soon as Ghost Li fell to the ground with Wan Jian in his arms, he and Wan Jian, who was gasping, turned their heads at the same time, and the black shadow standing in the mist that was about to disperse was Mr. Ghost.

The strange light in the eyes of the ghost is like demon fire, blazing, and he said coldly: "What are you doing?"

Mr. Ghost ignored him, but looked at Wan Jianyi, the old man who was dying at the moment, was also staring at him, but the expression in his eyes was much more complicated.

The black veil on Mr. Ghost's face fluttered gently, I don't know if he was also agitated, but his voice was still so plain: "After so many years, are you still like this?

Wan Jian opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but when he opened his mouth, a mouth full of blood spurted out.

His face was rapidly turning pale, as if life was quietly leaving him.

Then, he smiled lightly, in the blood and bitterness, smiled faintly, turned his head, and looked at the ghost.

That gaze, somehow at the moment, was a little soft.

The ghost took a deep breath, and suddenly his eyes were hot, and the old man, who was still fighting for life and death a moment ago, made him dare not look at each other at this moment.

He silently put down the old man, stood up, and said in a low voice: "If you have the Dragon Slaying Sword in your hand, I will never be your opponent." ”

Wan Jian looked at this young man, his hands were clenched tightly, and his body seemed to tremble slightly.

Then, Ghost turned around and stared at Mr. Ghost.

Mr. Ghost didn't shy away from his gaze, and he didn't even seem to care about the undisguised look of disdain and disgust in Ghost Li's eyes.

Ghost Li stared at him silently for a while, then without saying a word, he turned his head and walked towards the mountain road of the Phantom Moon Cave Mansion, and soon his figure disappeared.

In the field, there were only two people left.

Mr. Ghost slowly walked to Wan Jianyi's side.

The feeble old man lay on the ground, slowly raising his eyes and looking at him, blood still gushing out from the corners of his mouth.

At this moment, suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps in the distance, but someone came from the bottom of the mountain, walked through the mist, and looked like he was about to come here.

Mr. Ghost's face changed, and the black shadow swayed, disappearing into the mist in an instant.

A moment later, Jun Wenxin's figure flashed out of the mist, came to the field, and saw all this clearly.

The original faint smile froze instantly, and an expression of disbelief occupied his eyes, and the old man who had been with him day and night for ten years and made him feel more kind was covered in blood and lying on the ground weakly.

"Ah...h

Jun Wenxin rushed over, with a hint of despair, and did not notice at all, behind him, a black shadow flashed.

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