() Just now, the fighting ghost king defended more and attacked less, even if he counterattacked, he only made a move on the spot, and Zhou Gongwang retreated and did not pursue. Now that he had taken the initiative to attack, the power of the mount under him suddenly flashed. Zhou Gongwang saw that the Ghost King was from far to near, and the sword light flashed to the top of his head, and his speed was unusually fast, which was not at all within the reach of ordinary mounts. Zhou Gongwang rose up and waved his sword to block, and this fight was more intense than Shi Cai. Although Zhou Gongwang's Bai Ze did not come as quickly as the black smoke horse, after all, he was also a rare spirit beast, and he was also dexterous and abnormal between the flashes. The faces of the two men are gray and white, sometimes staggered past each other in the field, sometimes separated by several feet, and let the master fight with swords.

The hook and sickle of the ghost king is huge and abnormal, and when it is swung, the force is fierce and heavy, and every blow is like a landslide and the ground cracks, Zhou Gongwang's cold saw sword will not be able to resist it if it is not transformed into a giant sword, as seen in everyone's eyes, most of the two and their mounts are covered by the sword light and sword shadow, and every time the blades are exchanged sonorously, it is shocking, and the drum sound is inferior. []

The people watching the battle on both sides were dizzy, and even Yue Guangzu, Chi Hun and the others had solemn expressions, their eyes were intent, and they refused to miss this battle of the world.

The Ghost King shouted again, and the hook and sickle swung continuously, and the sword light conjured up a huge ghost face, hiding itself in, and the two fangs in the ghost face's bloody mouth were the blades of the hook and sickle. Although it is a phantom illusion, it can be seen from the momentum emitted from it that it is using an evil supernatural power. The ghost face opened his mouth and bit down at Zhou Gongwang.

Zhou Gongwang's clothes were bulging, his true qi had been urged to the extreme, and the sword light of the cold saw sword shrank slightly, and when the ghost face fell, the sword light skyrocketed, and a series of sword moves were issued, all of which hit the fangs. The ghost face was firmly held against by the sword light, and it couldn't bite anymore. Zhou Gongwang shouted violently, the cold saw sword turned into a giant sword several zhang long, and stabbed the top door of the ghost face, the ghost face began to crack from the center of the eyebrows, and gradually extended to all directions, poof, and finally dissipated in pieces.

The figure of the Ghost King staggered out after the dissipated ghost face.

A burst of cheers suddenly erupted behind Yue Guangzu, and naturally all the people in the Dao Sect shouted and cheered for Zhou Gongwang when they saw Zhou Gongwang's strength to defeat the Ghost King's divine skill.

Zhou Gongwang said awe-inspiringly: "Devil, let you also taste the power of my Kunlun stunt, you have no regrets if you die here." The sword in his hand was raised to the sky, and a breath gradually rose, and a whirlwind rolled up under Bai Ze's feet, and the wind blew Zhou Gongwang's body hunting, and the surrounding heaven and earth qi rolled up to Zhou Gongwang's cold saw sword little by little along the whirlwind.

The Ghost King sneered, "Waiting for the move." ”

Zhou Gongwang's face was sharp, and after taking a deep breath, he let out a long roar, and the infinite sword qi condensed on the cold saw sword burst open, and a dragon roar suddenly rose, and a huge dragon head emerged in the sky sword qi, and Zhou Gongwang even had people and mounts covered by this dragon head. The dragon's face was red, the dragon's mouth was opened, and he opened his teeth and claws to pounce on the ghost king. Where the dragon's head passed, the yellow dust flew and the strong wind swept it, as if it was a huge dragon body.

The ghost king showed a solemn face, danced the hook and sickle, and slashed at the dragon's head. After the training, the dragon's head bit the sword light, and went straight to the ghost king without stopping. The two collided in an instant, the ghost king roared repeatedly, countless sword lights flashed, and a series of loud noises erupted, and the dragon's head finally opened its mouth after a slight delay, and swallowed the ghost king and his people and horses in one bite, and the rolling yellow dust drowned his figure.

What Zhou Gongwang performed was the Yellow Dragon Proud Sword Duel in the Five Elements Proud Sword. After swallowing the Ghost King, Huang Long raised his head and groaned, and flew into the sky with the Ghost King.

At this time, the people watching the battle could no longer distinguish the figures of the two, and only heard the continuous sound of blade clashing in the air, when the Zhihua Ghost King was still trying his best to resist. After a few more violent clashes resounded through the sky, it finally calmed down. The yellow dragon lasted in the air for a moment, and then its body collapsed, and the yellow dust scattered in the sky.

A white figure in mid-air turned around, pierced through the smoke and dust, and landed steadily on the ground. Everyone saw that it was Zhou Gongwang after casting the proud sword technique. Since he only saw Zhou Gong and did not see the Ghost King, the Daomen behind Yue Guangzu cheered loudly again, only to say that this time the victory and defeat had been divided.

Fang Zhong and the others at the head of the city could see it clearly, Zheng Yuanhong slapped the battlements heavily and praised: "What a powerful swordsmanship!" Jia Liancheng's face also changed, and he was shocked by this. Fang Zhong never pulled a glance from the beginning to the end of Zhou Gongwang's performance of this technique, he had the Red Dragon Technique and the Black Dragon Technique to teach, but due to the cultivation of the Dao, he had not been able to perform it. Even if you do it reluctantly, that little bit of power will be pitiful, and if you can't hurt the enemy, you will have exhausted your strength, and you will fall into the hands of the enemy. At this moment, seeing that Zhou Gongwang's Shenlong Proud Sword was so powerful, his heart was full of blood, and he couldn't help but leap to try.

After Zhou Gongwang landed on the ground, there was no joy on his face, a pair of angry eyes looked up in the air, and the cold saw sword in his hand trembled slightly while others were not easy to notice.

The person behind him only said that this was whether he was arrogant or discouraged, but he didn't know that there were other changes.

The yellow dust in the air has not yet dissipated, but there is a large black gas tumbling, at the beginning people only said that it was the yellow dust wrapped in the proud sword, but the black gas was scattered almost when the yellow dust was scattered, but it was collected inside, and a burly figure gradually showed traces. It's still the black smoke horse, the hook sickle is still the hook sickle, but the ghost king is not the ghost king. Riding on top of the black smoke horse was a hideous giant man with white hair, blood-red eyes, and black qi all over his body, whose face was hateful, ten times more fierce than the original appearance of the Ghost King.

This person sneered, raised the hook and sickle, lowered his head and looked at Zhou Gong below: "Old fellow, you let the hall master exert seven points of strength, and it is okay, seeing that your cultivation is not easy, I will leave you a chance to reincarnate." After this person finished speaking, the black smoke horse turned into a cloud of gray smoke and went straight to Zhou Gongwang from a high altitude, and the sword light swept down from the air first.

Zhou Gongwang crossed the sword frame, and after a loud noise, Bai Ze took a few steps back, and Zhou Gongwang shook his body, almost unable to sit on the saddle bridge.

The black smoke horse came very quickly, and in a blink of an eye, the second knife came to the top of the head again, Zhou Gongwang was on the horizontal frame again, and the black smoke horse cried like a baby, and his feet were weak, and he knelt down.

Although Zhou Gongwang stood tall, his face was purple, his mouth was bleeding, and a gap appeared on the cold saw sword. The gap was naturally cut by a hook and sickle.

At this time, the ghost king after the ghost possession had already killed Zhou Gongwang's side, and it was another horizontal cut, Zhou Gongwang reluctantly resisted with his sword, with a crisp sound, the cold saw sword was broken into two, and the hook sickle was unabated, and with a poof, it slashed through Zhou Gongwang's neck.

An old man's eyes were wide open, but it was no longer bright, and its gray hair was scattered, drawing a long trail of blood, and finally rolling down to the dust.