Boom!

A huge wave of air shrouded the field, like a howling wind, making people unable to open their eyes, and the ground was blowing up patches of dirt, and dust was flying everywhere. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

When all the dust and mist cleared, Zhu Yan and the three of them sat on the ground and kicked heavily, blood was flowing from their mouths and noses, and they were obviously not lightly injured.

On the other hand, the snow was in the sky, but there was a trace of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, and his pace was still so scattered, and he was not too seriously injured at all.

"When the soldiers were impressed every three days, this seat had to admire the three, and almost made this seat pay a lot of price. ”

Xue Mankong's expression was extremely cold, the danger of the situation just now made him a little frightened, if it wasn't for the deep enough skill, he would probably be injured in an attack of this level.

"Boy, what do you have to rely on now?"

Xue Mankong turned his head to look at Ling Zifeng, and asked casually, even the three elders were defeated under his men, and no one should be able to stop him in this battle.

The sky changes, the sky wants to tilt, and the three-foot green front shakes the sky.

The indifferent voice, the indifferent expression, and the cold and piercing eyes came out of Ling Zifeng's mouth word by word, and the invisible murderous aura formed a storm after another, hovering around him.

Blood God Sword,

No, to be exact, it should be called his Soul Eater Sword, little by little the light jumped on the blade, as if it appeared out of thin air, until it emitted hundreds of millions of bright and charming lights, and there were faint dark clouds in the sky, the wind and clouds were discolored, and the space exploded.

Xue Mankong's pupils dilated, and his eyes contracted violently.

This was the Soul Eater Sword, of course he recognized it, but he didn't know about it.

Breaking the sky, Zhen Jiuyou, chaotic things, sealing the prince, is this the true posture of the Soul Devouring Sword? Xue Mankong's eyes were shocked, and he muttered to himself.

Everyone in the audience was also in their hearts at this time, overwhelmed by this earth-destroying momentum, and they only felt that their hearts were pounding, and that invisible killing machine seemed to be shrouded in their hearts.

The Soul Eater has reappeared.

After sleeping for thousands of years and being buried for countless years, today it finally reappears in the world and shows its true posture.

The sword light flickered, and the murderous aura was soaring, even if it was in Ling Zifeng's hands now, it was still as if it had its own will, arrogant and arbitrary.

If you hold this sword, you will be able to respect the rivers and lakes, the previous soul devouring sword is like a pearl of dust, not showing its brilliance, and those who know it just think that it is full of evil spirits, and it is extremely sharp.

And now I know that this Soul Devouring Sword, which has been rumored for thousands of years, is no longer enough to describe it, even if it is a divine weapon.

"Jealousy, greed,"

It was the current look of most people in the audience, and Li Canghai, who was watching from afar, had excitement and greed flashing in his eyes.

"I must have it, and no one can stop me, and whoever stops me, I will destroy him. ”

Li Canghai thought so, even if his two ancestors stopped in front, he would never frown and kill them, he didn't feel that every person in that field was an opponent, even if it was Ling Zifeng, he might not be able to defeat it.

burst

Ling Zifeng spurted out a mouthful of blood, and sighed in his heart, his own skill was insufficient, but he forced himself to use this exclusive technique belonging to the Blood God Sword, and at this time he had already begun to eat himself.

"Breaking off the universe and respecting eternity alone is the name: reincarnation. ”

Ling Zifeng raised his head, his deep eyes were pitch black, his words moved with the sword, a sword roared out, and the sword qi rose to the sky, rising dozens of feet against the storm, with thousands of lights, cold, and cold hissing sound was like thousands of unjust souls whispering and wailing in the nine shades.

Seeing that this devastating sword qi was coming, Xue Mankong's body quickly retreated, never touching it, such an attack was too terrifying, even if he could feel that Ling Zifeng was forcibly controlling the Soul Devouring Sword, he still didn't dare to take it lightly, the three old men in the back still had the strength to fight, and it was inevitable that they would not be picked up by them when the time came.

Hum!

Can you escape?

Ling Zifeng snorted coldly, followed like a shadow, the sword flowers were all over the sky, and one hundred and eight swords were stabbed out in an instant, the moves were like waves rising higher than the waves, the offensive was tricky and fierce, and the sword qi sealed the throat and killed him.

It's too much of a deception!

Seeing that he had no way to retreat, Xue Man shouted loudly in the air, and the chains waved, sealing his upper, middle and lower three ways, and three punches were punched, interspersed from the encirclement of the chains.

Bang!

The attacking sword wind was shocked by him a little, and as soon as he saw the first move, the snow covered the air, and the whole person swept out like a fish shuttling in the water, and the chains turned into shadows in the sky, like a giant snake swallowing snake letters, winding towards Ling Zifeng, and his left hand slammed into Ling Zifeng's throat with the momentum of destroying gold and cracking stones.

kill

Ling Zifeng secretly shouted, but did not dodge, the sword qi swirled, waved the chain away, kicked on the attacking fist wind, and took advantage of the momentum.

"The heavenly soul cries, the ghost cries, and the soul kills the nine ghosts of the town. ”

Ling Zi's voice was like a ghostly sound, his figure was empty, and the sword light all converged until it exploded in the sky, and the sword light was like a nine-day thunder dragon, with the power to destroy the world, falling from the sky.

Xue Mankong was startled, and the chain waved to wrap his whole body, and instantly retreated dozens of feet, his body was pressed against the wall of the black prison, and he looked at the sword that fell from the sky in horror.

Damn it

Ling Zifeng, don't let this seat catch you, otherwise I will definitely peel you off and cramp and light the sky lantern to quench my hatred at this time.

Rumble!

The sword qi slammed into the ground, piercing a huge crack that was about dozens of zhang deep, and the sound of the undercurrent underground could be faintly heard.

If it weren't for Ling Zifeng's lack of skill, his body was counterattacked, and his qi was unstable, so his moves were much slower, otherwise the sword just now would have been enough to blast the snow into the air.

Another miss, Ling Zifeng's heart sank, his own strength was no longer enough to support himself in the battle, the last move, he had to kill him, otherwise he would definitely lose.

"Seal the sky, the town is nine secluded, and the king is the prince of the ancient sword. ”

Ling Zifeng and the sword merged, and the cold sword light struck again, like a firework for a moment, the brilliance trembled, with the momentum of the king's eternal, as if the king had descended, and stabbed out.

Xue Man was amazed in the hollow, he couldn't dodge at all, and he didn't have time to dodge, such a speed, even if God came, I am afraid that he couldn't avoid it.

Spelled,

It is not certain who will die or live, this kid is already at the end of the crossbow, as long as he blocks this move, he will definitely be defeated.

Although I thought about it so much, in fact, it was just a thought, and Xue Mankong made a decision in an instant, and it depends on whether your sword is powerful, or my chain is better.

The chain of his right hand stirred up a whirlwind, and he greeted it so straightforwardly.

Snort, snort, snort,

The space burst with the strength of the qi, and I saw the sword light piercing into it like a bamboo, while the chain was defeated and retreated, breaking into countless fragments and falling down.

Originally, when the victory was decided, Ling Zifeng's body paused, and it was at this moment that the momentum of a sword without returning shrank a little.

"It's now,"

Xue Mankong was overjoyed, and instead of retreating, the remaining chains were smashed out directly, and Ling Zifeng's shoulder was kicked in the air.

This kick kicked Ling Zifeng into a muffled snort, and instantly fell back, and Xue Mankong chased after him and hit him three times in succession.

Bang.

Ling Zifeng, who fell to the ground, turned pale, spit out several mouthfuls of blood one after another, and his right hand, which was holding the Soul Devouring Sword, was trembling constantly, and there was a trace of black qi swirling up on his forehead.

This is the final backlash of the Soul Eater Sword, and if the person holding the sword can't control the Soul Eater Sword, he will inevitably be counterattacked by it, become a sword slave, and become a murderous demon driven by the Soul Eater Sword.

"Amitabha. ”

A melodious Buddha horn seemed to come from the sky, and a figure floated from the sky.

A monk, a Zen staff.