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The sword qi of the three Shan Yu soared into the sky, and they quickly surrounded the ghost king. On top of the mountain and stone barriers, one after another sword lights smashed out one big pit after another! The rocks that rolled down were smashed into pieces in the shadow of the sword and sword!

"This demon clan has already broken our thirty moves!Shan senior!" Ouyang Xun said in a loud voice.

"Go on!" The Yuanzun Sword Qi in Shan Yu's hand became more and more fierce, and it quickly cracked the entire valley into a chasm.

The Tianxing Sword Formation performed more than 30 moves, and in the face of the Ghost King, it was only barely contained. Layers of cold sweat broke out on the foreheads of the three of them, and the clothes covering their bodies were also torn to shreds in the battle!

The strength of the ghost king is really terrifying!

The black flames rose into the sky and struck the three of them. The three of them blocked with their swords, but they also had to retreat backwards in one blow after another.

This brutal force, as if it is endless and never exhausted, is really overwhelming!

"Black Wind Thunder!"

The Ghost King shouted, and in an instant, the entire sky became gloomy. Waves of wind and clouds with a thick black gas swept in, surrounding the entire gourd valley.

A burst of thunder rang out in the sky, and all the grass and trees turned white! Suddenly, the lightning bolt like a dragon and tiger struck down and smashed the three people who were arrayed. The three of them blocked with their swords, and after a piece of lightning and flint, the three of them were already in a ravine!

Taking advantage of this gap, the ghost king's soul power turned slightly, and layers of qi waves burst out fiercely from the inside out! Almost instantly, Shan Yu and the three of them were shocked back by that powerful murderous aura for a few steps!

"Go on!" A trace of blood flowed from the corner of Shan Yu's mouth, he picked up the Yuanzun sword and continued to rush forward.

"Is it interesting?" the Ghost King sneered, "With your ability, you can hold out for another ten rounds at most." In ten turns, I can take your life!"

"It depends on whether you have the ability to do this!" Ouyang Xun shouted angrily, and above his body, a blue light phantom appeared. The Xuanling Green Dragon appeared in front of everyone with a strong and coercive dragon breath.

"Xuanling Qinglong?" the ghost king stared.

"Little Mole Ant Demon Clan, do you dare to fight your Qinglong grandfather?" Xuanling Qinglong's eyes revealed a dragon's anger, and he said in a deep voice.

"Heh, a divine beast that is sealed in a weapon is only one-ten-thousandth of its original strength. Dare to be arrogant in front of this king, I'm afraid you don't have that qualification yet!"

"Presumptuous!"

Xuanling Qinglong shouted angrily, and the blue light rose to the sky, turning the black wind into ashes in an instant!

"Evil beast, suffer death!" Xuanling Qinglong deceived himself, and a pillar of light erupted from his mouth, and the wind broke through!

"Thunder falls!" the Ghost King roared, and a wind thunder exploded in front of him, colliding with the blue light fiercely. Almost at this moment, a slight crack cracked in that space.

Xiao Feng watched the scene in front of him in shock.

The duel of soul power can reach such a level?

The space is torn out of cracks?!

And just when the green dragon and the ghost king were scorching, a chilling sword qi rushed to kill, and struck with the black soul fire of the ghost king, emitting a huge roar!

Master?

Seeing Shan Yu holding the Yuanzun sword, Xiao Feng was surprised in his heart.

Being able to directly collide the sword qi with the soul master's soul power has a huge impact, how terrifying is this sword intent?

The slash of the Yuanzun Sword did not

There was any hesitation, and he swung it out again, causing the ghost king to enter a predicament in an instant.

At this time, the battle entered a white heat, and Ouyang Xun and Shan Yu almost used the ability to watch the house.

Xiao Feng also stepped forward with a sword and killed side by side with Ouyang Xun and Shan Yu.

"Master, why can't we suppress him without using the Tianxing Sword Formation? Could it be that this Tianxing Sword Formation is not a powerful formation at all?" Xiao Feng asked.

"No," Shan Yu replied, "this is a sword formation that overcomes rigidity with softness. The first thirty moves didn't bring out all of its power. If we can make it to the 40th move, things will get better. ”

"Then ......" Xiao Feng wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Shan Yu: "Disciple, our sword formation was disrupted by the Ghost King, so we had no choice but to give up." Now it seems that the ghost king has been suppressed, but in fact, it can't last ten rounds!"

"What can I do about this, Master?" Xiao Feng asked.

"I can only hope that Mr. Yi Huan can come over soon. Shan Yu swung a sword and cut off the Ghost King's wind and thunder, "As long as Mr. Yi Huan arrives, we will definitely be able to turn around." Before that, you have to hold on no matter what, and consume the strength of the ghost king!"

"Hmm!" Xiao Feng nodded, and the sword in his hand became more and more powerful.

The clouds above the gourd valley changed, and the wind and thunder stirred like chaos. At this moment, even from miles away, you can see the vision above the sky here.

The sky of Lucheng is no longer as dead and peaceful as before.

It was almost surging with gore and murderous. Fluctuating from the direction of the gourd valley, within a radius of 100 miles, layers of murderous waves swept the sand and gravel.

Boom!

Xiao Feng was caught off guard and was shot down by the ghost king, and his body was like a cannonball that was hit, smashing down on the mountain wall. He spurted blood in a mouthful, and his brain was dizzy, and the whole person fainted.

"Disciple!" Shan Yu was about to go to the rescue to prevent the Ghost King's sudden palm strength, but the Ghost King did not let him go at all, and the strong ghost fire energy broke through the air, making him unable to guard against it.

On the old face, a sense of crisis emerged.

Shan Yu obviously felt that even if it was himself, he wouldn't be able to last long.

The Xuanling Sword in Ouyang Xun's hand is a top-grade treasure, but due to the power of the sword blade itself, the Xuanling Qinglong can only exert fifty percent of its strength at present, and together with Shan Yu's Yuanzun Sword, it is gradually weakening.

"What should I do?" Ouyang Xun desperately blocked the shock wave brought by the ghost king's ghost fire, and asked Shan Yu.

Shan Yu couldn't help it at the moment, his eyes were positive, and he looked at the ghost king very nervously.

Unexpectedly, instead of weakening the Ghost King's strength, their attacks in so many rounds enhanced Yu Che's killing intent. At this time, Yu Che was as if he had just warmed up, and the power of his attacks became more and more powerful again and again!

"Let's fight hard!" Shan Yu said, "Mr. Ouyang, it's just the two of us, no matter what, we have to hold on until the moment Mr. Yi Huan comes!"

The sword intent of the two of them exploded suddenly, if it weren't for the moment of fighting against the water, I'm afraid no one would have raised their strength to this level!

"Heh, do you feel that your donkey skills are poor, and your eyes are already red?" the ghost king sneered, and flew out two punches, bombarding Shan Yu and the others.

Colliding with their sword intent protectors, Shan Yu and Ouyang Xun took dozens of steps backwards, and blood was not stopping in the air.

"No matter how powerful you are, the sword intent is nothing more than that. The Ghost King said, "Sword intent, competing with soul power, will never be able to win!"

The voice fell slightly, and in the space, a cold chill hit. With this chill, the Ghost King suddenly felt that his spinal cord was eroded by a cold air.

A not-so-good premonition came over me. He rolled his eyes slightly, and there was a gap between them

The sword light flew obliquely, like a shocking lightning, like a long rainbow through the sky!

"It's ...... Flying Immortals?!"

Everyone was stunned.

The Ghost King waved his hand to block the block, and the thin sword suddenly turned brilliant and fast, and the edge of the sword was so terrifying that it could not be blocked! Even the soul power protector was pierced by this sword light, and a fresh cut was cut on his arm!

"Who?"

He was able to make the sword intent break through the protection of his seventh-grade soul power?

What a terrifying master?

"Yunruo, return!"

The slender sword flew back into the sky as if it had heard a call from its master. Between the clouds, a white-clothed man stood in the sky, proud of the ghost king black fire.

"Who the hell are you?" the Ghost King's eyes widened.

The white clothes in his eyes were calm, and his body turned out to be the flow of soul power and sword intent, and the clouds above the sky where he stood in the sky were all dispersed under this strong coercion.

The whole person is like having a god to protect his body.

The eyes of the white clothes opened slightly, and one eye was like a mirror, so ethereal. One eye flashes of thunder, and the momentum is like a dragon!

"You're going to die anyway, you might as well tell you my true identity," Yi Huan's voice vibrated in the space, turning around, "I died eight years ago, Murong Fu!"

As soon as the name came out, all of a sudden, there was a look of despair in the eyes of the ghost king!

When, the Nine Rank Soul Master of the year?

How could he suddenly appear eight years later? I didn't even notice it!

At this moment, Yi Huan's left and right hands were each wrapped in a red flame and a whirlwind, and a cloud flew around his body like a swimming dragon, and the sword intent rushed into the sky with his whole body, and between heaven and earth, a majestic coercion of self-esteem came.

"You, obviously, are just a seventh-grade soul master. Since it was Murong Fu back then, there must have been some reason for the sharp drop in strength over the years, and he couldn't recover to the level of a ninth-grade soul master!

The Ghost King laughed, and his voice shook like thunder.

Sou!

Before his smile could be retracted, a slight sound passed through, and suddenly, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes. When I looked down, my chest was full of blood!

Behind his back, Yi Huan held Yun Ruo in his hand, and he said softly: "For eight years, I have looked at you like an ant!"

Before the ghost king could have the slightest chance to breathe, Yi Huan's three divine dragons appeared, and the power of the elements surged out, piercing through Toru's body, and when the white clothes stretched out their hands, the ghost king's mountain-like male body was suddenly torn to pieces!

Blood rain splattered and fell in the gourd valley where the thick fog slowly rose.

The head of a generation of generals has fallen!

There were blood spots on Yi Huan's body. He withdrew his soul power, and the realm once again returned to the original third-grade level. fell in front of Shan Yu and the others, and arched his hand and said, "Mr. Shan, I'm really sorry, I'm late." ”

Then, he gently put down the white face he was carrying on his back. At this time, due to excessive physical exertion, Bai Yan had already fallen asleep carefully and fell asleep soundly.

He walked to Xiao Feng's side with Shan Yu Ouyang Xun. Xiao Feng has been unconscious, and there are no less than thirty or forty scars on his body, and he is covered in blood.

"Sir, look, how can I save this apprentice? Shan Yu said.

Yi Huan was silent for a moment, observing Xiao Feng, who was seriously injured, for a while, and then took out a pill and a metal box from his cuff: "The injuries on Xiao Feng's body, if it were an ordinary person, I am afraid that he would have died at this time." ”

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