Rumble!

A black flame rose from the surface of Song Jian's body, and with the appearance of the flame, around Song Jian's body, there seemed to be someone singing inexplicable language softly, which made people can't help but want to relax, think about nothing, do nothing, and then sink all the time......

The black flames condensed into a black armor, which appeared on the surface of Song Jian's body, this armor did not have the slightest weight, but its attributes were much stronger than ordinary equipment;

At this time, the Lord of Evil Spirits stood three meters away from Song Jian, his two hands kept waving, and every time he waved, there would be a gray air current, like a sharp blade, flying towards Song Jian;

Song Jian tentatively slashed towards an air stream with his long sword, and the moment the long sword collided with the air current, his entire body trembled.

The impact of this air flow, as if he struck with all his strength, for Song Jian, he couldn't resist a few times.

When the second air flow rushed over, Song Jian could only dodge to the side.

Whoosh~

The attack speed of the Lord of Evil Spirits became faster and faster as time passed, and the air currents released were like cannonballs, shattering the surrounding blasted stones, and it was a mess.

"We can't let it continue to attack like this!" Song Jian said secretly in his heart, gritted his teeth, cast a sword shadow step, his body turned into a black shadow, and pounced towards the Lord of Evil Spirits;

Dance of Folded Wings!

Boom, boom, boom~

A series of damage numbers floated above the head of the Lord of Evil Spirits, and each attack could cause it two damages, and the Dance of Broken Wings skill ended, and the Qi and blood value of the Lord of Evil Spirits was reduced by nearly a thousand points at once.

However, the floating state of the third move of the Dance of Broken Wings did not hit, but only made the Lord of the Evil Spirit take a small step back.

The floating state is affected by the strength of both sides, and it has a lot to do with the size of the target, although the lord of the evil spirit is a soul body, but the body size is close to three meters, and the floating state effect of the dance of broken wings is too poor;

Soul Control Swordsmanship!

Song Jian raised his long sword high and slashed forward, two transparent long swords condensed above his head, one was a normal size, and the other was half smaller, looking like a small spiritual sword.

"The Lord of Evil Spirits is a soul body, and the resistance to spiritual damage should not be high!" Song Jian said secretly in his heart;

Bang, bang!

The two spiritual swords stabbed the Lord of Evil Spirits almost in no particular order, and the huge body of the boss trembled violently, cracks appeared on the surface of the body, like a damaged glass, and even the crimson light on the surface of the body trembled violently, as if it was about to be extinguished in the next moment.

However, this state of affairs lasted less than a second, and the Lord of the Evil Spirits recovered;

"Ahh With a crazy roar, the Lord of the Evil Spirits became even more furious, and the Spirit Control Sword Technique seemed to anger it at once, and gusts of yin wind continued to blow around its body, making Song Jian a little unsteady and retreated;

Gollum~

The boulders that were more than one person high were swept all over the ground by the strong wind, and the Lord of the Evil Spirits directly grabbed a boulder with a diameter of more than five meters and smashed it towards Song Jian;

Seeing the hill-like boulder falling down, and being completely shrouded in the shadow of the boulder, Song Jian immediately flashed to the side in fright.

Bang!

The boulder smashed hard where he was standing just now, like a cannonball, directly shattered, and countless gravel shot towards Song Jian like a torrential rain.

At this moment, Song Jian could no longer dodge, he could only hold his head in his hands and crawl to the ground, the power of these gravels was not weak at all, and fifty or sixty points of damage floated above Song Jian's head.

After the gravel was splashed, Song Jian's qi and blood value lost more than 300 points at once;

After unleashing this move, the Lord of the Evil Spirits seemed to have consumed a lot, standing motionless in place, and his distorted face also showed a trace of exhaustion.

Song Jian's eyes lit up, and he directly opened the immortal sword body;

A brilliant golden light bloomed from his body, and the phantom of eight long swords slowly rotated around his body, and Song Jian felt a powerful force surging in his body;

Swing the sword in three styles!

Sword wire!

Dance of Folded Wings!

……

For a while, Song Jian's firepower was fully opened, and all his sword skills were displayed, and a series of damage numbers floated above the boss's head, and each move could cause secondary damage, as if there were two Song Jian attacking it with all their might.

The blood value of the Lord of Evil Spirits dropped rapidly, and after half an hour, the Qi and blood value of the Lord of Evil Spirits dropped to less than 30%. The Lord of the Evil Spirits, who had already gone mad, stared at Song Jian with a pair of scarlet eyes emitting a vicious light.

"I curse you, I curse you, I curse you......" The Lord of Evil Spirits gritted his teeth and let out the most vicious curse, and its body began to slowly shrink, and after a while, it became the size of a normal human being;

At the same time, the original red blood light around it turned into a rich black as if it had been splashed with ink with a curse.

"Soul Breaker Thorn!"

The Lord of the Evil Spirits suddenly let out a sharp roar, and the black light all over his body condensed to the center of his eyebrows in an instant, and it looked as if he had a black third eye.

In an instant, goosebumps rose on Song Jian's body, and he felt as if he was standing naked in the cold Siberian wind and snow, and the threat of death was like a giant beast that had opened its big mouth and pounced on him;

"Will die!" Song Jian felt as if a lightning bolt passed through his mind, and he shouted "ah", and subconsciously put on a posture of "divine parry";

A black light as thick as ink shot out from the center of the Evil Spirit Lord's eyebrows, forming a cone in mid-air and shooting towards Song Jian;

After shooting this attack, the Lord of the Evil Spirits also let out a miserable scream, and his whole body fell to the ground softly, constantly gasping for breath, obviously, this move is definitely a skill for it to press the bottom of the box, and it will never be used under normal circumstances.

The spike like thick ink stabbed towards Song Jian, Song Jian only felt his arms for a while, and he almost couldn't even hold the long sword in his hand, and his body couldn't help but "pum" and retreated seven or eight steps backwards, hitting a stone tablet before finally stopping.

Burst~

Song Jian felt a sharp pain in his back, his chest and abdomen seemed to be violently shaken, his throat was itchy, and he couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood, which made him feel slightly more comfortable.

The entire right arm holding the long sword twitched slightly unconsciously, and Song Jian felt that he didn't even have the strength to lift a little finger.

On the dark red long sword, there was a black trace, like a small snake, constantly twisting and drilling into the inside of the blade, but it was blocked by a scorching flame, and at the same time, a golden light pierced out from the phantom of the long sword, like a needle constantly piercing into the body of this little black snake.

Every time it was stabbed, the black liquid snake would twist its body violently and let out a sharp hiss, and it took dozens of seconds for Song Jian to regain consciousness in his right arm, and the black liquid snake attached to the blade of the sword gradually turned into a cloud of smoke and disappeared.

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