Tian Buyi turned his head to look at Lu Xueqi and said, "Xueqi, are you okay?" ”

Lu Xueqi turned to Tian Buyi and saluted, "Thank you Uncle Tian for worrying, I'm fine." ”

Tian Buyi saw that Lu Xueqi was fine, so he immediately turned his head to look at Ye Chen and said, "Old Seven, where have you been during this time." ”

"Master, I'll talk about this in a while, and I'll wait for the apprentice to solve some stinky fish and rotten shrimp first." As he spoke, he turned his head to look at a forest not far away.

Ye Chen pursed his lips and said, "Ten thousand people, come out." How long are you going to hide? ”

Tian Buyi turned his head to look at the position Ye Chen was pointing,

"Papapa~~ I have long heard that there is a Lei Fa genius in Qingyunmen, and he really looks dignified when I see it today."

In the woods, countless footsteps were heard at the same time. There are many shadows in the darkness, I don't know how many people are hidden in this wood, and the dozens of people who have appeared and walked out now must be from the Demon Sect.

The one who walked out was the ghost king, and beside him, there were still three people, an old man with a bald head, a dwarf with a small figure but a fierce appearance, and as for the other one, he was a white-faced scholar, smiling, chic, and he didn't look like a person in the Demon Sect at all.

Su Ru and Cangsong also hurriedly rushed over, their faces solemn. Tian Buyi next to him, the corners of his eyes seemed to twitch slightly, he snorted, and said coldly: "Okay!" You old devils, you can't help but be born one by one. ”

Ye Chen pursed his lips and said, "Ghost King, don't you want to introduce these little minions around you?" ”

The Ghost King looked at Ye Chen with a little interest, for so many years, since he became this Ghost King, no one had spoken to him like this, and introduced in a calm tone: "The one on my left is the Hundred Poisons of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect, the one on the right is the Duanmu Ancestor of Jieshi Mountain, and the one behind me is the Qinglong Holy Envoy, one of the four holy envoys of my Ghost King Sect." ”

A black light flickered, stopped beside Ye Chen, and said tremblingly, "Seventh Senior Brother." ”

Ye Chen looked at the person who came with blood, but there was no injury, obviously these blood marks belonged to other people, and said with a smile: "Xiaofan, it's good." I didn't embarrass Senior Brother Seven. ”

At this time, the ghost king also looked at Zhang Xiaofan with a smile and said, "Little Brother Zhang, farewell to Kongsang Mountain that day, how are you doing these days?" ”

Zhang Xiaofan turned his head to look at the person who spoke, but was stunned and said, "It's you?" ”

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of Tian Buyi and the others turned to Zhang Xiaofan, and Cang Song said: "Zhang Xiaofan, have you ever seen the ghost king?" ”

Zhang Xiaofan hesitated for a long time, lowered his eyebrows and said in a low voice: "Yes." ”

Everyone's brows furrowed, this Qingyun Sect disciple and the Ghost King Sect Master knew each other, which was against the rules of the door.

The Ghost King smiled and continued: "Little Brother Zhang, that day under the Dead Spirit Abyss of Kongsang Mountain, you can be regarded as seeing the truth in adversity to Yao'er, and you have lived and died together... And on that day, you even unraveled Yao'er and resolved a knot between our father and daughter in the past ten years, which can be said to be gracious

For me, why don't you just join my holy sect, I will definitely be more important than you, and you can live with Yao'er, wouldn't you..."

"Shut up!" A loud shout interrupted the words of the ghost king, Zhang Xiaofan held the evil sword in his hand, pointed at the ghost king, and said loudly: "Come and kill me!" Even if I die, I won't join your Demon Sect! ”

"Okay." Ye Chen applauded with a smile.

Looking at the Ghost King's happy appearance, he continued: "Ghost King, you also heard it, my junior brother is not willing to go to your Ghost King Sect if he dies. Moreover, the dignified ghost king can only do some tricks? ”

As he spoke, the Thunder God Zixiao Sword in Ye Chen's hand burst into a burst of purple-gold lightning, and dozens of feet of purple-gold sword light swept through the air, and the thunder overflowed like an angry dragon piercing the heart, heading straight for the ghost king on the opposite side and slashing down.

"Do it." Tian Buyi saw Ye Chen make a move, afraid that Ye Chen would not be defeated by the Ghost King, so he hurriedly beckoned to the Ghost King. A blue light resisted Tian Buyi's attack, and Qinglong, who followed behind the ghost king, said: "Tian Fatzi, your opponent is me." ”

Tian Buyi's face changed slightly, staring at the ring in Qinglong's hand and said, "Qiankun Qingguang Ring." ”

Qinglong smiled: "Good eyes." ”

"Cangsong old dog, do you remember your grandfather and me?" Suddenly, a hoarse voice rang out. Bai Poison stared at Cang Song, his eyes were fierce, almost like a vicious dog.

Cang Song sneered: "A beast is a beast, do you remember how you received that sword back then?" ”

As soon as these words came out, the muscles on Bai Poison's face twisted and he gritted his teeth. But he quickly calmed down, nodded slowly, and slashed diagonally with his hand on his chest, from left to right, and said fiercely like a wolf: "Great." I haven't forgotten this sword, and I can't imagine that you will remember it, and I will naturally return the pain you brought me. After that, the two also fought together.

Su Ru also wanted to support Ye Chen, but was blocked by Duanmu Ancestor and couldn't for a while.

And the Ghost King faced Ye Chen's attack and said, "Good come!" ”

The Ghost King's Five Fingers Void was torn apart, and his true qi rioted, turning into a cloud of rich black mist, and a ghost crying wolf howl in the black mist covered the sky, and it went straight to the purple-gold thunder sword that fell head-on.

"Boom!"

The sword was in the air, the ghosts were steaming, and two unimaginable terrifying forces collided violently in one place. The two of them retreated at the same time, but Ye Chen obviously retreated a little farther than the Ghost King, even if there was a spatial power in his body, Ye Chen could release a layer of cultivation that was too clear.

The ghost king on the opposite side burst back one after another, and the black mist in the sky quickly condensed in his hand, forming a strange long knife with a whole body black, looking at Ye Chen and saying in surprise: "Little brother is so good at cultivating!" ”

"And the good ones!" Ye Chen snorted coldly, the sword light of the Thunder God Zixiao Sword rushed into the sky, and the seven stars under his feet stepped up, and the purple-gold sword pillar broke through the sky in an instant, turned into a streamer, and went straight into the air: "Ghost King, come and taste the power of my Qingyunmen Divine Sword Thunder True Technique!" ”

"Nine Heavens Xuansha, turned into divine thunder.

Huanghuang Tianwei,

Lead it with a sword! ”

A grand sound came from above the nine heavens, accompanied by this thick sound, above the pitch-black sky, the purple-gold electric light mixed with the thick clouds, in the blink of an eye, a terrifying vortex was formed above Ye Chen's head, the lightning flowed, the thunder rushed, and the mighty heavenly power fell!

The Ghost King stepped into the void, his robe swayed in the wind, and the black blade in his hand exuded boundless cold light, extending a huge black divine light, slashing towards Ye Chen.

"Boom!"

There was a thunderstorm, the sky exploded, and on the entire Liubo Mountain, everyone felt that the entire Liubo Mountain under their feet shook slightly, as if the ancient thunder god was disturbed and fell asleep, like a child, roaring in rage!

For a moment, everyone changed color, and they all looked up at the man in the thundercloud.

I only heard a loud noise in the dark clouds, and a bright light seemed to appear in the deepest part of the huge whirlpool, which was countless lightning bolts converging into one, faintly facing the Thunder God Zixiao Sword in Ye Chen's hand.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang in the sky, and an incomparably huge pillar of electricity fell from the sky and fell on the Thunder God Zixiao Sword. The next moment, a huge purple-golden pillar of light refracted from the Thunder God Zixiao Sword, with a momentum of destroying the world and rushing towards the Ghost King.

This divine sword and thunder true trick is the supreme secret technique of Qingyun Gate, it is really extraordinary, it is turned into its own use with the help of heaven and earth thunder, the higher the cultivation of the caster, the stronger the power of the thunder gathered, and the thunder god Zixiao sword has evolved into a super artifact in the Douluo Continent, which has the divine power of the thunder god, Ye Chen's shot is so powerful that even a top master like the ghost king is absolutely afraid.

Seeing that the purple-gold Nine Heavens Divine Thunder instantly shattered the divine light emitted by himself, the ghost king was horrified in his heart, his face changed, the black blade of one hand slashed continuously, and the terrifying cold rays rose to the sky one after another, and the other hand was even more five-fingered void grasping, under the earth, endless spiritual power was pulled by him, and the rolling black mist turned into the sky, turning into a huge light shield, enveloping his whole person.

"Boom!"

The heavens and the earth shook, the thunder roared, the black fog rolled, and the terrifying scene suddenly appeared in this black night, and the huge air waves spread out to the surrounding layers, flickering dark and bright, with the terrifying power of destroying the world and destroying the earth, constantly impacting everything around.

"Boom" thunder bursts, whimpering and roaring, a mountain is under the confrontation between the two, and it is burst open by the terrifying residual strength.

At the same time, the people fighting on all sides left the range of the thunder power and turned their heads to look at the center of the battle.

In the endless wave of qi, Ye Chen's figure suddenly retreated, appearing dozens of zhang away, snorting in his mouth, and his face was slightly pale.

And the figure of the ghost king flashed out, his clothes were torn, and a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth was overflowing outward.

"The Ghost King is worthy of being the number one master of the Demon Dao today." Ye Chen quietly put away the Thunder God Zixiao Sword, his eyes were like a stagger, staring at the ten thousand people on the opposite side, obviously he had no intention of continuing to move.