"I've been beaten by you for so long, it's time to shoot back..."

Xingyuan smiled fiercely, his expression was terrifying, as if he was completely mixed with the demon spirit, Xingyuan's hands controlled all the knives, and each knife carried a strong aura of death, which made Prison Eight more and more uneasy.

"It's... What kind of witchcraft?" "Prison Eight knows that in the demon world, this kind of thing is called witchcraft, and it is so powerful that Prison Eight is a little stunned.

Counting, Xing Yuan's age is even younger than Prison Eight, Prison Eight has been one of the strongest people in the ghost world since he was a child, and he is even more rare among his peers.

Because Prison Eight found that the demon world didn't seem to be as weak as he thought.

"Thousand. Knife.. Chop!"

At the same time as Xingyuan told the other party what kind of demon art this was, the Thousand Swords Slash was activated instantly, and countless knives burst into the sky like arrows from the string, shooting towards Prison Eight, each knife making Prison Eight like a man's back.

"Demon Enchantment! Open!" Sensing the threat of these countless knives, Hell Hachi had to take out his strongest defensive technique, otherwise it was really possible to plant it here.

As the Helleight Ghost Barrier opened, an invisible barrier appeared around him, like a transparent film, protecting himself from it.

Woo Woo !!

Tens of thousands of knives exactly like Tianyan shot away, it was very spectacular, tens of thousands of knives were launched at the same time, even Prison Eight had a numb scalp, as if he was facing the countless sharks of the Kanchanaburi Sea again.

Puff puff!!

One knife after another kept blasting towards Prison Eight, like a sword dragon composed of knives, constantly inserting itself into the transparent film summoned by Prison Eight, and cracks appeared visible to the naked eye, but Xingyuan's knife could not advance in.

Bang bang bang ....

The defense technique of Prison Eight is very strong, and the countless knives summoned by Xingyuan were directly knocked to the ground by Prison Eight's ghost energy, making a clattering sound, and soon the knives fell to the ground, looking like "Knife Mountain and Sea of Knives".

Seeing this, Xing Yuan suddenly pressed down with both hands, and then the sword dragon power composed of tens of thousands of knives rose in vain, advancing towards the prison eight again.

This time, Prison Eight felt unprecedented pressure, as if there was a big mountain pressing on him, and the membrane he summoned began to deform, as if it was an unbreakable bubble, which was cut into a semicircle by Xingyuan's thousand swords, and as the number accumulated, Xingyuan's knife became closer and closer to Prison Eight.

In just a moment, the knife in front was only one meter away from Prison Eight, and Prison Eight could clearly see the bright big knife in front of him.

Yes!!!

Prison Eight let out a roar of rage, pushing outwards in an attempt to push the danger away.

Under this roar, Prison Eight was full of ghostly energy, and several souls on his shoulders finally couldn't sit still, broke away from Prison Eight's shoulders, rushed towards Xingyuan's sword dragon, and began to crush Xingyuan's sword.

After all, these knives were just summoned virtual knives, and naturally they couldn't withstand the attacks of those natal ghosts, and they soon began to shatter and fall to the ground.

Seeing this, Xing Yuan frowned, as the killer sent by the new force to kill him, the person in prison eight was naturally very strong, but Xing Yuan didn't expect that he could resist such a strong thousand-knife prison eight, it was incredible.

Looking at the Tianyan in his hand, Xing Yuan thought to himself: Those knives are always rootless sources and virtual knives, but this Tianyan in his hand is a real divine weapon, even those ghosts are impossible to destroy.

At this moment, tens of thousands of sharp knives have been torn apart by ghosts, and the deformed defensive bubbles that have been cut down before Prison Eight have slowly returned to normal, and Xingyuan knows that he must be very dangerous if he continues like this.

Even if this thousand slashes can't directly kill the other party, it must cause damage and make Prison Eight injured, otherwise all this will be meaningless.

"Tianyan, go!"

Xing Yuan suddenly ran forward and threw Tian Yan in his hand forward, and Tian Yan was immediately controlled by Xing Yuan, like a meteor, blasting towards the gap that had been pierced before, instantly replacing the sharp knife that was shot down by the ghost, and at the same time, the blade was covered with green flames, which were the nemesis of ghosts.

After several ghosts touched it, they immediately withdrew their hands, their hands were almost all burned black, and at the same time they let out a cry of pain, and the sound like a cave vent was terrifying.

At this time, Xing Yuan's figure had already come to the transparent protective film of Prison Eight, Xing Yuan suddenly held Tianyan, and his back hand struck violently towards the hilt of the knife, and a huge force appeared, beginning to tear through the opponent's defense.

Whew!!

As if the sound of a coarse cloth tearing appeared, Hell Eight was shocked, this ghost enchantment of his own was his strongest defense book, but he didn't expect it to be so powerless under Xingyuan's thousand swords.

"Don't want to break through my defenses!" Prison Eight's battle defense relied on roaring, roaring again, his face was red and his neck was thick, and the green tendons on his neck were exposed, but for no reason, extra power appeared in Prison Eight's body, and he began to fight against Xingyuan.

This is an absolute spear and shield struggle.

Xing Yuan held the hilt of the knife in both hands, and desperately thrust towards the transparent film, just wanting to break through this layer of film and attack the defensive city of Prison Eight.

Xingyuan's feet sank deep into the earth, and he wouldn't give an inch!

Whew!!

Under Xingyuan's unremitting efforts, Prison Eight fell into disadvantage again, his cultivation was several levels higher than Xingyuan, but at this moment, he actually seemed isolated under Xingyuan's counterattack.

In fact, this can only be blamed for the temporary loss of consciousness of the previous prison eight, which was seized by Xingyuan, Xingyuan has always seemed to be passively resisting, and was directly bombarded into the ground by the god-devouring dragon of prison eight, but in fact, Xingyuan has been looking for an opportunity to fight back.

"Die!!"

Every roar of the prison eight would bring him strength, and Xingyuan did the same, with a roar of rage, his eyes glaring like a cage, and suddenly began to attack more violently.

As Xing Yuan passed, the transparent film shattered like a mirror, making a "bang" sound, and countless transparent films were scattered all over the ground.

Yes!!

Xing Yuan screamed wildly, and the momentum of Tianyan in his hand swelled, and the lightning speed hit Prison Eight's abdomen at once, but when Xing Yuan thought that his knife would enter and insert it into Prison Eight's abdomen, Xing Yuan felt a huge blocking force.

It was as if he had slashed at a copper wall and couldn't move in.

At this time, blood spilled from the corner of Prison Eight's mouth, but he laughed, and the huge impact damaged his internal organs, but this protective inner armor saved his life.

Call!

The ghost on Prison Eight's shoulder returned at this moment, and then roared towards Xingyuan, who couldn't move an inch, with teeth and claws, and an ugly face, which made Xingyuan's back cold.

"Lu Yan, get up!"

At this tense moment, Xing Yuan's hands surged out like ocean waves, suddenly urging the green flames in the sky, and in an instant, all the surroundings were submerged, including Prison Eight.