"Boy, old lady, I am merciful, if you are tied up and give me your cultivation method, I can consider sparing your life and take you under the door!" said the ghost old lady jokingly.

"You are merciful, you practice this pair of swords, and you have killed a lot of people!" With a bang, Wang Ming once again blocked a slash from a tricky angle, and slid down, blocking a sword stabbing into his lower abdomen.

"Yes, it's a bit of an eye, in order to practice this pair of swords, I killed forty-nine swordsmen and forty-nine swordsmen!" said the ghost old lady unconcernedly.

"So you only need to move a little to make this sword feel like it is being held by a master!" Wang Ming took off again, stabbed out from obliquely above, poked at the blade, slashed downward, and smashed on the blade!

He was forced to block from the beginning, and now he is actually starting to fight back!

"Not bad!" However, the ghost old lady did not notice this change, after all, she only controlled the sword and attacked by herself, and she herself did not know swordsmanship at all.

"Don't you feel cruel if you seal all the souls of these people into these swords and torment them every day?" Wang Ming leaned forward, resisting the heavens, and sealed the route of the sword attack in advance, and the three collided, making a crisp sound of gold and iron clashing.

"Cruel? Only in this way can their resentment become deeper and deeper!, and my sword soul and sword ghost can become even stronger!" The ghost old lady felt that Wang Ming was telling a joke.

"It's really cruel!" Wang Ming's right arm swept out, and with a bang, a sword was knocked out!

"How did you do that!" the ghost old lady realized that something was wrong!

This kid was so embarrassed at first, but now he actually knocked his sword away!

And what is the umbrella in his hand, how can it be so strong!

"Thank you for the sword, I'll free you!" Wang Min saluted with an umbrella at the sword stuck in the ground.

The ghost old lady sealed the souls of those swordsmen and swordsmen into the sword, tortured them day by day, and used their resentment to make the sword souls and sword ghosts stronger and stronger, but it also made them more and more resilient!

In the confrontation again and again, Wang Ming felt the strong hatred and grief in the sword!

As a Yang Judge, it is his duty to liberate these imprisoned souls!

In the midst of the impact again and again, Wang Ming passed on his will!

Luckily, those souls have become extremely strong due to their resilience, and they still have their true nature!

And so they responded.

Although they launched deadly attacks on Wang Ming again and again under the control of the ghost old lady, at the same time, they also had a strong desire to seek liberation, and this willingness turned into something similar to the power of willingness, guiding Wang Ming to block again and again!

And the rejection of the sky is very much like a sword, so the soul in the sword actually tried to guide Wang Ming to take the initiative to launch a counterattack!

At the same time, this process is also the process of allowing Wang Ming to learn swordsmanship! The sword practice process is guided by the souls of forty-nine swordsmen who were selected by the ghost old lady!

In the end, Wang Ming swept the umbrella, and he learned!

This is also due to the fact that after being opened up by the power of merit, Wang Ming's learning ability has become extremely strong!

Of course, the most important thing is that the heavens are stronger! If it was an ordinary mortal soldier, after so many collisions, it would have been destroyed a long time ago!

The ghost old lady felt that something was wrong, but she didn't know what was happening, she just shouted angrily, raised her hands, and the sword on the ground suddenly trembled and floated in the air.

Two torrents of black energy erupted from her hands and swept towards the hilt of the sword!

A large amount of spiritual power has been poured into the sword!

"Die!" The torrent of energy shook fiercely, and a sword and sword suddenly attacked Wang Ming at an extremely tricky angle!

"Drink!" Wang Ming took two steps back very steadily, identified the direction, and swept out an umbrella!

With a bang, the courtyard was dusty!

Wang Ming held the umbrella in both hands and blocked this ferocious attack!

"How is that possible!" The ghost old lady finally realized that this kid had suddenly changed from a fighting idiot just now to a swordsman!

Did he learn it in the battle he had just had?

Moreover, what is the origin of this kid's umbrella? Why is it so hard! Her sword has smashed a lot of low-level magic weapons!

Could it be that it is a mid-level or even high-level magic weapon?

But why do you feel familiar?

"I don't believe you can keep it in the way!" The torrent of energy rolled up high again, and then fell with a bang!

In the loud noise, Wang Ming blocked it again!

Then it bombarded three more times in a row, but Wang Ming blocked it all!

It's just that his foot has already slipped back almost two meters on the ground.

"Impossible! impossible!" The ghost old lady was a little panicked, she couldn't even deal with a junior now!

"It's my turn!" Wang Ming rubbed his wrist, which was a little numb, and rushed up with an umbrella in an arrow step!

The ghost old lady hurriedly controlled the sword to block Wang Ming's progress!

Wang Ming is really defending and attacking now!

However, the battle consciousness of the sword soul and sword ghost is also extremely strong, and the battle in the field, the roar of gold and iron has not stopped!

Wang Ming's attacks were all blocked!

And Fang He, who was hiding behind, was already wet under his crotch, but fortunately, Wang Ming didn't break out in the office at that time, otherwise he would have died at that time!

Thinking of this, he silently scolded the old thing in his heart, and actually left such a backhand!

The battle seems to be stalemate, and the swords and umbrellas have been colliding with all their strength in the field!

If it weren't for the fact that his body had been strengthened by the power of merit, Wang Ming would have lost his strength at this time!

Finally, with an unprecedented loud bang, the sky flew out, and Wang Ming's right hand used to hold the umbrella trembled.

"Hahaha, I see what else you are fighting with me!" The ghost old lady finally breathed a sigh of relief and laughed, but her hoarse voice made her laughter extremely harsh.

"Yes, look at what else you are fighting with me!" Wang Ming actually smiled and groaned!

"What do you mean?!" the old lady was shocked.

"See for yourself!" Wang Ming kept moving his wrist and said indifferently.

"Huh?" the ghost old lady subconsciously glanced at the sword that was still suspended in the air.

Suddenly, an extremely faint clicking sound sounded, and it fell on the ghost old lady's ears like thunder!

There was an extremely small crack on the sword!

There's a trail of black smoke struggling to come out of it!

The ghost old lady snorted, blood overflowed from the corners of her mouth, and her natal magic weapon was damaged, so she naturally suffered internal injuries.

"Impossible!" the old lady lifted her hood, revealing a thin, withered yellow head with seven or eight gray hairs on her head.

"Do you think I've been fighting you hard just because I'm so strong? I look like that kind of brainless person?!" "My wrist finally got better, and I turned around and pulled up the rejection that was stuck in the ground, you are really a good baby!