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"It's ......"

The momentum exuded by the shadow-level dark clan warrior was so terrifying that Chu Yang's voice trembled a little, and the long sword in his hand shone brightly, and said, "Bu Yixuan, this is what you call the advanced life of the dark clan?"

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I shook my head: "It's just a high-level death life in a puppet, everyone goes up together, and the shadow is definitely not something that one person can handle!"

Yun Muchen snorted coldly: "I don't think so, don't keep being alarmist, although the aura of this phantom is strong, but after all, it is just a puppet without brains, Lao Tzu can control him alone!"

Saying that, Yun Muchen was already on it, the dark red long sword stabbed away, the sword intent of the Wind Breaking Sword Technique burst out, and the sharp air flow sound produced by tearing the air was very harsh, and for a while, thousands of sword lights appeared in the air and bombarded the shadow, making people unguardable, Yun Muchen's blow can be called a model of the unity of heaven and man, no wonder it is so arrogant.

"Whirring ......"

The shadow of the shadow of the face seemed to be flooding, making people unable to see the real face, just now it was just a moment for me to capture his true face, but at this moment he was holding a long sword in his hand, looking up at Yun Muchen's countless sword intent stabbed in the air without moving, for a while, the broken cloak behind him was flying, and even the sword intent on his body was forced out of grooves, as if he would be broken through the defense at any time.

"Hit!"

The sword intent pierced into the body of the phantom, and Yun Muchen in the air suddenly had a face full of joy.

Luo Yanjian's eyebrows tightened: "Not necessarily!"

In the air, the water rippled, turning into a ghostly light, Yun Muchen's violent sword move pierced the body of the ghost, and fell to the ground, stabbing deep gullies on the rock, but the body of the shadow disappeared instantly, as if it disappeared out of thin air, and Yun Muchen's sword intent only stabbed the afterimage.

"Poof!"

Yun Muchen, who had not yet landed, suddenly exclaimed, a blood-colored blade had pierced his abdomen, holding his whole person in the air, the ghost's gaze was indifferent, and the strength on the blade was destroyed, tearing Yun Muchen's body to pieces in an instant.

Yun Mujin, dead!

The dignified master of the late stage of the Earth Imperial Realm was actually killed by the phantom in one move!

Even many people didn't see how Yun Muchen was defeated at all, the reason why the phantom is called the phantom is because its speed and strength are outstanding among the dead life, and it is ruthless and ruthless, once it is dispatched, it will be immersed in killing, and the enemy will start an endless fight, which I have long understood.

"If you don't want to end up with Yun Muchen, then let's go together!"

I condensed the Moon Blade, and instantly raised the Dragon Breath Gong to the level of dragon fighting fish horror, and said with an awe-inspiring gaze: "If we can't kill the Phantom, then all of us will be killed by him, this is definitely not a lie!"

Everyone pulled out their blades together, one by one to raise their breath, in the blink of an eye, only the dozens of remaining spiritual cultivators surrounded the ghost, and the entire lonely peak was covered with a lifeless and murderous atmosphere, the speed of the shadow was too fast, even so fast that our naked eyes could not catch it, so we could only lock it with the breath, fortunately, the breath of the shadow was violent, and it was not difficult to use the spiritual aperture to lock.

"Whirring ......"

The shadow was still calmly facing us, the long sword in his hand was rattling, devouring Yun Muchen's bloodline, and under the lonely peak, wisps of light blue soul power floated down, there...... If there is a blood witch collecting the souls of the strong, then I am afraid that this is the only reason why the dark clan intervened in the Western Regions Barbarian Summoning Order, the soul of the strong human can shape a truly powerful death life, the stronger the dead, the stronger the power of the dead after resurrection!

Looking at the shadow's indifferent expression, I frowned and said softly: "Uncle Lihai, why don't you return to dust, is this the result you want?"

Shadow: "......"

Feng Qingyi frowned and said, "Bu Yixuan, do you know him?"

I was silent: "An old man, be careful, he is about to start attacking!"

Before the words fell, the phantom suddenly raised his sword and stabbed away, the light on the long sword skyrocketed, and the power of the spiral death rules tore through the space, heading straight for the chest and forehead of a spiritual cultivator in the middle of the Earth Imperial Realm, the momentum was awe-inspiring and furious, distorting the space in an instant, and the speed was so fast that it was almost impossible to see his attack trajectory.

Wind Thorn, at least the eighth order or above, but it uses not spiritual power, but the power of the rules of death.

"Poof......

The spiritual cultivator in the middle of the Imperial Realm opened his eyes wide, and he looked at the huge blood hole in his chest unwillingly, and he fell straight down like this, and was killed in an instant!

"Up!"

Chu Yang shouted violently, the Jiuyang Sword Technique was full of light, and it instantly shrouded the ghost, and for a while, countless blazing sword intents danced in the air, as if it was about to burn everything, even if it was a phantom, when it encountered this kind of Heavenly Imperial Realm, the offensive of the Eight Rank Sword Heart level also seemed a little panicked, and after a miserable howl, he flew back, his eyes became more and more fierce, and he turned around and attacked Chu Yang.

"Die!"

It spoke, and its voice was exactly the same as that of Lihai at the beginning.

A trace of panic passed over Chu Yang's face, and the speed couldn't keep up at all, so he could only block with the strength of the long sword to destroy the fifty percent Jiuyang Sword Technique, but the sword blade was completely picked apart with a "Peng" sound, and the long sword of the Phantom Shadow drilled into his lower abdomen like thunder, just when the Phantom was about to kill Chu Yang, a thick cold energy attacked from the side, six styles in one plus the fourth type of the Snow Sword Trick "Ice Sculpture Qiong", the sword blade was like thunder and slammed into the side of the Phantom.

"Peng!"

There was a loud bang, after all, I had the heavy power of two glaciers in one blow, coupled with the sharp edge of the ice carving Qiong, and instantly knocked the shadow back nearly five meters, and Luo Wan and Luo Yan on one side launched the Luo Shen Sword Technique at the same time, and the air was full of the sound of gold and stone resonance, and the sharp sword was raging, and it hit the body of the shadow dozens of times in an instant.

Brush brush brush ~~~!

The sword qi shuttles, as if it will cut the skin at any time, this sense of sharpness is close to Chu Yang who has a sword heart, what a Luo family's peerless learning, the power of the Luo Shen sword technique is so extraordinary, no wonder it will be assessed as a first-class sword technique, rare in the world, and no wonder Chu Yang has always been polite to Luo Yan and Luo Wan, in fact, in terms of strength alone, Luo Yan and Luo Wan will still be above Chu Yang when they join forces, and even Chu Yang can be defeated within ten moves!

Countless swords are intertwined, even an iron man is afraid that he will be bombarded into countless pieces, but the body of the phantom seems to be indestructible, roaring with a sword and sweeping out, forcing Luo Yan and Luo Wan to retreat to avoid its edge, the attack of the phantom cannot be underestimated, even Yun Muchen's level was directly killed in seconds, and no one dared to resist its blow.

"Drink!"

The shadow is poor, Tong Hao immediately launched a brute bull strength, the battle axe and people seem to be combined in the back of the shadow, "Peng" roared it forward a few steps, Tong Hao's strength is really good, no wonder this summoning order always has his place, but he immediately retreated as soon as he succeeded, not daring to have the slightest slack.

Almost every one of the dozens of people around them attacked in a "dragonfly" style, retreating with one blow, and not fighting with the phantom.

In less than ten minutes, the death rule armor on the surface of the phantom body had already begun to crumble inch by inch, after all, the surrounding spiritual cultivators were not simple, whether it was the Jiuyang Sword Technique or the Luo Shen Sword Technique, or my Snow Domain Sword Technique and the Wind Light Clothes Falling Divine Technique, each of them could be called peerless, and the strength of the Phantom Shadow was up and down in the late stage of the Heavenly Imperial Realm, and it was actually suppressed by us in a short period of time.

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At this moment, suddenly, a chilling death force enveloped Gu Feng, and an old voice came from the jungle in the distance: "Lihai, you waste, can't even this group of little dolls be helpless? Kill them for me immediately, the old man has no patience to wait for you to kill them one by one." ”

My brows tightened, this sound seemed to be terrifying, so that my heart couldn't help but contract, twitch, extremely uncomfortable, this roar alone is probably already a domain attack, right?

Who is the old man?

To be able to command the Phantom, I'm afraid it's at least at the level of a blood witch.

Blood witch, a true high-death being.

It's over, it's probably really over this time.

Forget about the entire Dark Clan legion, and now there is actually a blood witch in charge, not to mention our group of young spiritual cultivators who participated in the summoning order, even the masters of the Star Imperial Realm are probably in a catastrophe.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

The shadow that Lihai turned into roared angrily, and its momentum suddenly doubled again, and the sword swept away with a rich dead aura, and the blood-red light was like a real attack, and several spiritual cultivators didn't have time to dodge, and immediately fell to their knees, their bodies exploded with a bang, and then completely annihilated into a pile of flesh and blood.

"Watch out for those blood mists!"

Feng Qingyi snorted, flipped her fingers, and burst out with her sword many times in a row, sneering at the blood mist that attacked her.

Luo Yan and Luo Wan urged the Luo Shen Sword Technique, and dozens of slashes erupted in an instant, and the sword intent was fierce and raging, and the blood mist was also dispersed a lot.

And I stabbed with the moon blade, and the qi was like a cold star with countless frost particles attacking and killing the shadow, and I also forcibly dispersed the blood mist attack, but there were still wisps of blood mist staining the body, and suddenly the light of the immortal body skyrocketed, and there was a feeling of erosion, but fortunately, most of the blood mist was blasted away by me, and this erosive power was also weakened a lot, otherwise the end might be the same as those few spiritual cultivators who died in battle.

At this time, no one dared to slack off, and they launched fierce moves to kill the phantom.

The shadow doesn't die, it's us who dies.

And it's not just the shadows, there is also a group of third-stage dead life corpse guards constantly pouring up the hillside, which is very annoying, with this fierce offensive, our remaining dozens of people have been sharply reduced again, and the blood-colored list in the air is as bright as ever, but the names on it are less than ten.