The Martial Law Sword fell into resentment, but it was still advancing, but the progress was very slow, even less than an inch.

As one of the top nine, how can the unjust soul be weak?

Suddenly, the unjust soul snorted coldly, his body quickly turned back, and in an instant, his left hand slapped out, directly wrapped Chen Changsheng and fell a hundred meters away.

"Ahem......"

Chen Changsheng coughed violently and spurted blood.

His eyes were unyielding, angry, and his murderous intent was constantly revealed.

He hates!

He found that the people around him kept dying.

One after another, there are not many people he knows.

He gave Huang Yue so many spirit runes, just hoping that he would be smarter, as long as he didn't run into the strongest of the top nine, there would be absolutely no problem in escaping.

But Huang Yue is a person......

It's stupid!

"It's stupid!"

Chen Changsheng roared, he struggled to get up, the martial arts sword was shining brightly, and the common infusion of true yuan and mana shook the ground around him. His yang fire is blazing, he has broken this boundary, and the real six-foot path is walking.

"You can't kill me at all."

The soul spoke coldly, but he felt very strange in his heart.

A man who barely walked six feet was able to get within a foot of him. This is already very unusual, this kid is a bit of a problem.

Zhang Zhenren was extremely anxious in the distance, he really wanted to activate the Hollow Mantra, but now Chen Changsheng's condition was very bad. Once the killing intent and hatred in his heart are emptied, he is likely to die directly at the hands of the unjust soul.

Chen Changsheng shook his hand, the Ghost Eye Immortal Mirror appeared in his hand, and the Wuji Heavenly Ghost Seal was torn off by him and placed in his arms.

"What is this?"

The expression of the unjust soul suddenly changed, "This thing is actually in your hands!" ”

Chen Changsheng's eyes were round, and his hideous ghost eyes were terrifying, revealing a desire to kill. The Ghost Eye Fairy Mirror dipped and circled in front of him, and in an instant, the Ghost Eye Fairy Mirror was full of light, and the light frantically impacted the soul.

The figure of the Soul flickered like lightning, avoiding the dense beams of light.

He's moving too fast!

At that moment, the martial arts sword in Chen Changsheng's hand shot out, and along with dozens of beams of light, it frantically killed the unjust soul.

The face of the unjust soul changed, and his hands moved violently towards the martial arts sword.

"Boom!"

The air flow was raging, and the martial arts sword was caught in the hands of the unjust soul. At the same time, hundreds of gray beams of light frantically fell on the body of the unjust soul.

"Drink!"

The unjust soul was furious, and the anger boiled like the waves, and the ground on all sides continued to shatter, and the rocks pierced the air.

All beams of light were blocked, and those resentments turned into countless demonic figures, circling around him quickly.

"Whew!"

The martial arts sword flew out upside down, directly piercing Chen Changsheng's stomach, falling out of a hundred meters, and constantly sliding on the ground.

"Hundred-step flying sword? You're still too weak. ”

The unjust soul spoke coldly, and blood kept dripping from his right hand. He was also injured, but not very seriously.

"Six-foot Dao can hurt me, you are the first and will be the last."

"Ahem...... Poof. ”

Chen Changsheng struggled to get up, and just as he was about to stand up, he squatted down again, covering his mouth with his right hand and coughing up blood continuously. The Ghost Eye Immortal Mirror continued to hover, levitating above Chen Changsheng's head. The gray air currents continued to swirl, intertwining behind Chen Changsheng, forming a huge demon, eight feet tall!

"Tear the ......"

Chen Changsheng stretched out his hand and pulled out the martial arts sword, and the blood in his mouth continued to flow out, staining his clothes red.

"Immortal ......"

Zhang Zhenren whispered, everything changed too fast.

Chen Changsheng raised his sword, and the martial arts sword was wildly drawn in the air.

Infinite Heavenly Ghost Seal!

One after another, spells took shape, and they rushed madly towards the unjust souls.

The soul's eyes were cold, "In that case, you should die." ”

As the hands of the unjust soul were closed, the resentment around them boiled again, and hundreds of evil ghosts were formed in a row, and the resentment was soaring.

"Complaining about the heavens, dementoring the soul!"

The moment the soul's hands parted, every evil ghost rushed towards Chen Changsheng quickly. It left a series of violent waves in the air, which was by no means comparable to ordinary evil spirits.

Chen Changsheng finally made a move, and dozens of Infinite Heavenly Ghost Seals quickly rushed over, constantly bombarding and killing one evil ghost after another. But that was too much, and he couldn't solve it in the first place.

Chen Changsheng's feet moved, and he rushed over again.

Just as he was about to encounter those evil ghosts, the ghost eye fairy mirror flashed, and the huge ghost shadow that appeared behind Chen Changsheng suddenly opened his hands, grabbed an evil ghost and tore it apart directly. Its power is almost irreversible, and it is terrifying. In the blink of an eye, dozens of them have been torn apart.

The unjust soul quietly retreated, it was the ghost eye fairy mirror, he knew this thing.

But he didn't know about the evil ghost, Chen Changsheng's eyes were staring at him. It also makes him feel a little hairy, this person ......

It's not easy.

After Chen Changsheng rushed out of the Hundred Ghost Tide Group, his body was no longer intact.

However, the martial arts sword in his hand still kills the unjust soul. Flames rose all around him, incinerating a thick resentment.

The eyes of the unjust soul flickered, afraid of Chen Changsheng? This is not possible.

"It's kind of interesting."

The unjust soul whispered, and suddenly his hands quickly pinched the trick.

Seeing this, Zhang Zhenren shouted, "Changsheng, retreat!" ”

However, it was impossible for Chen Changsheng to listen to it at all, and it was impossible for him to retreat.

"Bang!"

A ghost claw appeared out of thin air, directly piercing Chen Changsheng's chest.

Time seemed to freeze, Zhang Zhenren's expression was dull, he couldn't believe that all this in front of him was true.

Chen Changsheng stood there quietly, his eyes were fierce for a while and dim for a while, and the ghost claws were still there, filling the gaps in his body.

At this time, the ghost behind Chen Changsheng slowly shrank into Chen Changsheng's body. Chen Changsheng raised his sword with difficulty, and wanted to kill the unjust soul. But one stumbled and fell to the ground, but he was not dead, he was still moving.

The Ghost Eye Fairy Mirror fell to the ground, and this was an item.

Chen Changsheng's body was spasming, his eyes were staring at the soul, revealing infinite hatred. His right hand was still grasping the martial arts sword in vain, trying to stab into the body of the unjust soul.

But......

All in vain.

The unjust soul smiled disdainfully, weak strength is this ending, no matter how amazing the six-foot Dao Xing is, it is impossible to fight against him.

The gap is too big.

Just as the unjust soul raised his hand and was about to end the final blow, a light flashed behind Chen Changsheng.

It's his spine.

There was only a wisp of gas, very pure, with a bright white glow.

This is......

"Immortal!"

Zhang Zhenren and the unjust soul spoke almost at the same time, this is the person who is in the fate of immortals, it is said that because of this, they can become immortals. But in normal times, it is almost useless, and even now, there is no movement.

"People are dead, so will this wisp of immortal fate be given to others?"

Zhang Zhen is bitter in his mouth, this is the cruel reality.

God will not help anyone become an immortal, and those who have an immortal fate have a great fortune, but they may not necessarily become immortals. But if you don't become an immortal until you die, then the immortal fate will disappear. It's like a fixed number, and there are people in every generation who will have this condition. And some people, who may be muddled for a lifetime, will not become immortals.

"It seems to be getting more and more interesting."

The eyes of the unjust soul flickered, "The soul of the yin, the immortal qi, hehe...... This time, the fairy is about to make a profit. ”

When the words fell, the unjust soul raised his hand and grabbed Chen Changsheng. A man who is about to die has no value.

"I seem to have told you that if you move my things, you're going to die ugly."

An indifferent voice sounded, and in an instant, a figure fell like lightning in the field, and then turned into a stream of blood and rushed towards the unjust soul.

The unjust soul was alert, and he had already stopped and quickly retreated. With a wave of his hand, a barrier was formed, and at the same time a dense attack was unleashed.

"Boom!"

The air was surging, and that figure was too fast, so fast that it was unimaginable.

One barrier after another was shattered, and the figure was non-stop, almost invisible, and only a faint afterimage could be seen.

"Whew!"

"Boom!"

The ground exploded as if it had been ravaged by a storm.

"Qingyunzi, you dare!"

The unjust soul shouted angrily, his hands pinched the trick quickly, and one after another ghost claws appeared out of thin air, frantically killing every place where the afterimage appeared.

"Boom!"

A wave of air exploded in the air, and thousands of sword rays fell, sweeping in all directions.

The ferocious fight between the two sides is extremely strong.

Zhang Zhenren has disappeared and returned to the jade seal. He had to rely on the jade seal to maintain Chen Changsheng's life temporarily, because he couldn't know if Qingyunzi would want Chen Changsheng's life now. If his requirements were higher, then Qingyunzi would definitely save Chen Changsheng.

Chen Chang was angry like a gossamer, and he was already out of breath and inlet in less.

"You dare to touch my things, this is your own death."

Qing Yunzi said coldly, his figure was unpredictable.

Who said that a person with a hundred steps of flying sword only has such a move?

For Qingyunzi, he has already reached another level.

Finally, Qingyunzi's figure appeared, suspended in the air, and the blood sword in his hand pointed at the unjust soul. "Have you ever seen the strongest hundred-step flying sword?"

The unjust soul quietly retreated, and there was a light on his body that kept flickering, which was activating the spirit rune.

He knew very well that he would never be able to escape against someone like Qingyunzi. If you run away, you will die faster.

The routes of the two were different, and the sword cultivation itself was to a great extent restrained the cultivation of talisman and the cultivation of arts. But the path of sword cultivation is the most difficult to walk, and few people will reach the point of Qingyunzi.

Hearing this, the face of the unjust soul changed again.

Qing Yunzi's eyes stared at the unjust soul like an eagle's eye, and his momentum skyrocketed in an instant.

Nine feet!

Nine-foot road!

"Chirp!"

An eagle's cry sounded, and behind him appeared a huge goshawk with a dazzling eye.

The expression of the unjust soul changed again, and he didn't dare to stay anymore, even if he handed it over to Qingyunzi behind his back, then he had to run.

"Boom, boom!"

The heavens and the earth were shocked, a huge blood ray fell from the sky, Qingyunzi fell as quickly as a goshawk, and the whole person moved along the fall of the blood, and in an instant, the blood sword nailed the soul to the ground.

"Eagle Strike, 100 Steps Flying Sword Kill!"