"How is it possible, even if you can survive with my sword, you can only survive, how can you still have the strength to fight again?" Jiang Yu was rarely startled, and then his eyes sank: "And what are you looking like now?"

The purple-red mist shadow on Luo Xun's body fluctuated, and the translucent blurred body could only see a general outline, if it weren't for Feng Ren's previous appearance of her, he really couldn't believe that such a strange technique still existed in the world.

The same illusory sword was raised and pointed at Jiang Yu, Luo Xun snorted coldly: "You want to take my life with that sword of yours, you think too highly of yourself, right?"

Who knows, Jiang Yu's expression suddenly calmed down again, he stroked the Ming Fang Sword in his hand, closed his eyes and said slowly: "I have heard that there is a strange martial art in this world that transcends life and death, which can allow practitioners to temporarily abandon their original bodies and enter a ghostly awakening state when they are mortally injured, and at the same time, their strength is greatly improved. However, that move also has its own drawbacks, not only does it last for a short time, but it is also said that even if you cultivate to the extreme, it will take at least seven days before you can perform it a second time. In addition, once this state is forcibly broken, the caster will be destroyed, and I am right?"

Luo Xun was slightly startled and snorted: "I didn't expect that there are still people in the world who know that my ghost dream is broken." It's just that even if you know what, can you win me?"

"I'm interested in trying it out. Jiang Yu smiled coldly, Ming Fang's sword was raised, and then he turned his head to look at Wen Zhao and said, "It seems that that kid still needs to be handed over to you to deal with." Remember, keep your mouth alive. Of course, as long as there is one breath left to speak, it doesn't matter if one hand or one foot is cut off. ”

Wen Zhao nodded and replied, "Leave it to me." The outcome just now is not yet known, and the grievances between me and him will naturally have to be resolved by myself. ”

"No, none of you should try to make a move!"

Suddenly, seeing Luo Xun shouting, the fluctuating shadows on her body became even thicker, and they continued to spread into the void, causing ripples in circles.

The next moment, her body flickered, and countless phantoms peeled out of her body, and then disappeared into the invisible with the wind. However, in the blink of an eye, hundreds of phantoms identical to her appeared out of thin air, and behind each of the tomb powerhouses there was one.

The shadows swayed, the sword came out of the cold, and several condensed daggers flew out as the big sword was raised, quietly sprinkling a deadly attack on everyone in the tomb here.

Nine grades of medium martial arts, Demon Shadow Heavenly Death.

In an instant, the howl of the ghost crying god resounded through the heavens and the earth, and the faint and horizontal sword shadow also engraved the deep cold sting in the flesh and blood of life that had not yet reacted to what had happened.

Snort!

Blood splattered, and lives fell. In the face of Luo Xun's absolute strength, the people at the lower levels of the Dao level were powerless to resist at all, and Liu Sheng and Mo Liuchen, who were still in the fight, were also somewhat affected, and in order to avoid this blow, their opponents took the opportunity to win a move, and they were injured and retreated.

And at the entrance of the Tsukalong Cave, the paralyzed Suzaku was also unable to move, and she clearly felt the fatal coldness behind her and struggled a few times, but unfortunately she was unable to deal with it.

At that moment, a look of despair appeared in her eyes. Although she knew from the moment the dungeon was created that she basically couldn't have a good death, she never imagined that the final end would be like this.

"Farewell, Qinglong. Farewell, Xiao Yan......"

With a wry smile, Suzaku closed his eyes. However, the expected cold stinging pain did not come, but a crisp sound of colliding swords was heard behind him.

Moreover, there was a faint sound of flesh being stabbed.

Opening his eyes in surprise, Suzaku looked back with some difficulty, only to see a familiar figure blocking his back, and a slender shadow blade on the horizontal sword gradually dissipated, but the sharp point at the top seemed to be piercing the man's chest.

"Xiao Yan, you?"

With a backhand sword, the phantom that began to dissipate was completely slashed, Yin Yuexin covered her wound and snorted painfully, leaned her body and knelt on the ground, and replied lightly: "Don't think I will recognize you, this is just to repay your subordinates a few times." ”

Suzaku said worriedly: "Your injury ......"

Yin Yuexin interrupted with a drink: "I don't need you to care about my injury!"

With that, she barely stood up, and before she took a single step, she shook and fell to the ground. Just now, when Luo Xun reacted that he was about to use that move again, although she barely caught up with the speed of the Sky Emblem, the remaining strength was not able to condense enough defensive power to resist that sword in a hurry.

"No, Xiao Yan!"

At the same time, in mid-air, Chinese Zhao and Jiang Yu reacted quickly, and at the same time defeated the phantom that suddenly appeared behind them. However, Feng Ren and Luo Xun stepped forward together, each chose a target, and both swords came out together.

As the figure shook, Luo Xun's body once again transformed into a purple-red mist shadow, and several condensed phantoms appeared on her side, and the sword momentum shot together, converging on a point that stabbed at Jiang Yu's vital point.

On the other side, Feng Ren secretly slashed at the Dark Blade, and set it on top of Wen Zhao's somewhat hastily crossed double swords. Then, with a low roar, the trembling ten-winged light and shadow behind him shattered, and the hideous ghostly thorn wings unfurled, and every sharp shadow was filled with pitch-black ripples, converging into a strong wave together, bursting out at close range.

Dark Demon Wings, Burst!

The surging power of the dark attribute shook on top of the jagged twin swords, and Wen Zhao's figure retreated dozens of meters in the air. I only heard him shouting angrily, and with a single blow of his sword, he forcibly cut the fluctuation, and the roaring sword momentum did not disperse, but condensed in front of him under the urging of another new force, and rolled out a large cloud of purple-black light flames, and finally burst into a three-headed giant wolf, and five scarlet and strange eyes opened on each hideous head.

"Wind toughness, take it!"

Wen Zhao snorted, and the two swords merged into one again, and he held it with both hands and pushed it.

A little scarlet flickered from the tip of the sword, and the three demon wolves condensed in front of them raised their heads and roared, their backs cracked, revealing a pair of bat wings, leaping out of the void, leaving traces of distorted space in the void they passed.

"Well, this blow will make the difference. ”

Feng Ren also snorted, and the hideous demon wings behind him trembled, not retreating but advancing, and the pitch-black fluctuations on the raised dark chaser blade roared wildly, and under the surging and surging extreme dark attribute in his body, the unprecedented sword intent pierced through the sky.

With this sword, a thick layer of dark clouds and black mist seemed to be covered under the sky, instantly dragging the day into the dark night, blocking all light. And under this demonic mist that permeated the heavens and the earth, the cold wail of the dead soul reappeared, and the power of the sword that pierced the dark chaser blade in the darkness also increased.

In an instant, the three-eyed demon wolf split in two, and the sword roared through the wind tenacity of the huge phantom, and the side of the dark chaser continued to slash towards Wen Zhao with all his might.

However, the tip of the sword that glowed with pitch black was inexplicably stopped in mid-air, and Feng Ren's figure also condensed at the same time, showing a painful look on his face. A strange purple-black smoke rose from him.

Seeing this, Wen Zhao smiled proudly: "I didn't expect it, the real purpose of my blow just now was not to defeat you directly, but to invade the power of the curse contained in it into your body." And you actually fell into my arms, but you killed yourself!"

Gasping for breath, Feng Ren gritted his teeth and replied: "I really didn't expect that you would have such a trick......"

"Resign yourself to your fate. ”

Wen Zhao sighed, and the wolf tooth jagged sword in his hand, but he also remembered Jiang Yu's instructions before, and the tip of the sword was moved away from Feng Ren's left chest, and it was aimed at his right chest.

Laugh at!

The tip of the sword sank into the robe, and the power of the shock back also made Wen Zhao's heart sink, and the strong defense of the Dire robe made it impossible for the wolf's tooth jagged sword to penetrate it.

However, the fierce sword intent did not completely dissipate because of this, and the aftermath was still impacting Feng Ren's right chest, and the raging energy did not enter his flesh and blood meridians, and suddenly a large mouthful of blood spurted out when he raised his head.

"Hmph, this robe of yours is really hard, so what about that?"

The sword was closed, Wen Zhao turned out and stepped heavily on Feng Ren's chest, stepping on him and falling to the ground together, the two of them howled on the side of the wind, rolling up a slight chill.

However, at the moment when the two of them were about to smash on the ground, Feng Ren's eyes widened, and the demon wings behind him trembled, and he actually stabilized his body and suspended in mid-air, and at the same time, with a twist of his right hand, the cold tip of the dark blade suddenly picked Wen Zhao's throat.

Ping!

The jagged short sword stopped, and the long sword in Wen Zhao's hand was reversed in his hand, and the tip of the sword was nailed downward.

This time, he chose to attack at the seam at the neckline of his Dire robe, which happened to avoid that defense.

Seeing this, the demon wings behind Feng Ren trembled again, but the power rolled upwards and rushed upward, falling and smashing on the ground with Wen Zhao, and the huge impact that instantly recoiled made the person who stepped on his chest unable to help but retreat.

Even so, the tip of the jagged long sword still slashed at the wind toughness collarbone, and when the flesh and blood were separated, the white bones were exposed, and the sharp sword qi completely submerged into its body.

Subconsciously, there was another snort, but the wind tough sword did not slow down, and avoided the defense of the jagged short sword, and the tip of the sword also cut a blood mark on Wen Zhao's chest.

While suffering from the pain, Wen Zhao wanted to use the sword again, but suddenly his face changed, and he clearly saw the blood spurting from the sword marks on his chest directly turning black in the air, and he was suddenly shocked, and he retreated, and the short sword in his hand turned to his chest, and the skin on his chest was directly exposed in the air in the rags.

I saw that on its surface, from the sword marks to the surrounding meridians, there were strange curse runes.

Shocked even more in his heart, Wen Zhao suddenly pulled back, and immediately recalled the scene when the saber-toothed scorpion lion was killed by Feng Ren, and the fierce demonic beast died under this curse rune.

The two swords were held upside down at the same time, he frowned, and then gritted his teeth and slashed the tips of the two swords at the same time.

Suddenly, a large handful of blackened stinking blood splattered in the air, and at the same time, a large piece of skin and flesh was forcibly ripped off his chest by Wen Zhao, which was extremely painful.

Still, pain is better than death. But in this way, his strength is also greatly damaged, and he is unable to fight again.

The wind toughness that regained his standing was not much better, he raised his hand and pressed it on the wound of his collarbone and grinned in pain, his right hand trembled and raised the Dark Chasing Blade again, and shouted: "Greedy wolf, your fate should fall like this today, accept your fate!"

However, another voice immediately sounded behind him: "You better take care of yourself first." ”

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