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"Sword Momentum!"

Obviously, the storage outside the window did not expect that a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy not only comprehended the sword momentum, but also mastered the sword momentum, as if he had been comprehending it for several years.

Burst!

With a soft sound, like defeating leather, Shi Kong clearly saw that in the gap of the window, blood as thick as the night seeped out.

"You actually hurt me!"

Outside the door, there was a roar of irrepressible anger, and the next moment, the rosewood door shook violently, and dense cracks continued to derive, intertwined and concluded, and finally covered every inch of the corner.

Boom!

The gate was shattered, and a black fog as thick as ink rose and fell in mid-air, and Shikong could see clearly that the source of the tens of thousands of black hairs was this black fog.

Call!

A breath that was even colder than before struck him, Shikong Hei carried up, the light purple sword qi at the tip of the Bright Moon Sword was swallowed, and his body was like a furnace, standing in front of the Qingwu family who fell to the ground, stopping all the yin qi.

Shout!

The next moment, a strand of black hair pierced his chest like an arrow.

Bite!

Shi Kong stepped forward, not allowing his hair to turn sideways, the Mingyue Sword slashed obliquely, a spark burst out, the black hair retracted like electricity, and Shi Kong also took half a step back, at this time the tiger's mouth shook, if it weren't for his strong body, the Mingyue Sword would have been bounced away.

"No matter how good the swordsmanship is, it can block a few strands of my ghost hair!"

A cold snort came from the black mist, and a dozen black hairs shot out in a row, and the air was pierced, and the speed reached a terrifying state.

Shikong's pupils contracted slightly, and the long hair in this black mist was driven by a master, and between the stabs, there were subtle images.

The opponent's strength is obviously much stronger than him, Shi Kong is self-aware, and he understands just one blow that if it weren't for the sword momentum, which made the other party seem a little jealous, some tricks aimed at the spiritual level would not have been used, but fought with him with pure strength.

Even so, he needs to concentrate on it, the other party's strength is too great, every long hair is stronger than gold and iron, and every blow weighs more than ten stones, and it is also the wonder of change, if you are not careful, it will be the end of death.

Ding! Ding!

As time passed, the memory in the black fog was surprised to find that the comprehension of the young man in front of him on the path of the sword was far beyond his imagination, at this time, he saw that the lilac sword qi was intertwined, like a purple sword lotus blooming, and the ten ghost hairs that he had carefully tempered were actually difficult to penetrate the sword curtain for a while, giving the other party a fatal blow.

The most important thing is that the opponent's sword is fierce, and it is almost constantly climbing, which makes it difficult for him to use all kinds of spiritual and ghost techniques, and his combat power is greatly reduced.

"Boy, you can block my ten ghost hairs, I don't believe you can block twenty, thirty!"

In the black mist, there was a sneer like ice, and then, ten ghost hairs shot out, and in the stone house, the purple sword lotus suddenly shook violently, almost shattering.

This is a heavy pressure, twenty ghost hairs are like guns, tricky and ruthless, the strength is subtle, every blow is powerful and heavy, the stone sky tiger's mouth shook violently, and the bright moon sword trembled, almost out of his hand.

"Evil beasts dare!"

Suddenly, a deep drink was like thunder, and a green sword qi was five feet long, sweeping forward.

Boom!

As if the iron bell had been struck, the twenty ghost hairs that struck Shikong were like lightning strikes, and they all retracted together.

"Old Patriarch!"

Shikong Mingyue Sword pointed obliquely, his arm trembled slightly, but he saw a big hole broken next to the stone house, and the old figure belonging to the old patriarch stepped in, and the Nanmu crutch in his hand shattered inch by inch, revealing a mouthful of red body, like a long sword condensed by flames, and a scorching aura spread, dispersing all the yin qi in the stone house in an instant.

"Divine Flame!"

The storage in the black fog was silent for a moment, and a cold voice was transmitted, but at this time, this voice was even more jealous.

"People and ghosts have different paths, my Qinglian clan has already offered sacrifices, why should I still harass and kill people!"

At this moment, the old patriarch's eyes were cold, he straightened his back, and he could vaguely see the heroic posture of the past, the long sword in his hand was like fire, and a majestic sword momentum was hidden, locking the black mist.

The black mist rose and fell, and it seemed to be silent for a moment, and a cold voice came out: "Give this son to me to take away, and within ten years, the ghost night will not descend on your Qinglian clan." ”

What the!

Shi Kong's pupils contracted, but soon, he seemed to think of something, and immediately understood why the ghost knocked on the door tonight, all because of him. Thinking of the meaning of Uncle Seven's words before, I am afraid that Uncle Seven did not expect that he would be so attractive to this ghost clan.

"Impossible!" Without the slightest hesitation, the old patriarch opened his mouth and flatly refused.

The black fog froze slightly, obviously I didn't expect to get such an answer, in the black fog's opinion, although the old man is not weak, but after all, he did not ignite the natal divine fire, even if he relied on a mouthful of red flame divine soldiers, most of them were not his opponents, such a clear victory and defeat in front of him, and it was really irrational to make such a choice.

Soon, a rebellious and cold laughter sounded in the black mist, like a cold wind blowing from the polar regions, Shi Kong took a step back, with his flesh and blood, he also gave birth to a little freezing at this moment, from this point of view, the previous black fog in the storage zài, is far from showing the strongest strength, Shi Kong can imagine that if the other party goes all out, maybe he will not be able to survive the three moves.

Looking at the existence in this black mist, Shi Kong had an illusion at this moment, even if the other party was weaker than the middle-aged man on the yellow clay platform, it was not much weaker, and it gave him an indestructible sense of powerlessness.

"Old thing, if you are stubborn, the deity will send you on your way!"

Call!

As the words in the black mist fell, the bloodstained hair that spread out of the black mist suddenly burned with a layer of gray flames, this flame did not have the slightest burning feeling, but made the yin qi in the air flourish, and a little ice crystal condensed, falling to the ground, giving birth to a crisp and permeating collision sound.

Airplanes!

The old patriarch raised his sword, and a red fire lotus bloomed in his hand, and pieces of lotus leaves like swords spread out, and a fiery sword momentum erupted among them, turning into a red sword light, swallowing five inches of red sword qi, and piercing towards the black mist hole.

Lotus sword!

Shi Kong gasped, the old patriarch's move lotus sword unfolded, it seemed to be stronger than the middle-aged man on the yellow clay platform, not only the sword momentum was like fire, the edge was like fire, even the air was violently twisted, and where it passed, the yin qi was like white snow in the spring and melted and tore a scorching sword path.

Is it the sword?

Shi Kong's eyes were like torches, and the flame-like long sword in the old patriarch's hand, which was the divine fire soldier mentioned by Cun Zài in the black mist, seemed to have a huge power, pushing the old patriarch's cultivation power to an extreme, showing far more offensive power than usual.

Bell!

As if heavy weapons collided, in the black mist, hundreds of ghosts burning with gray flames rose up, and the long sword in the old patriarch's hand clashed, and between the two, a strong wave of qi spread, flying the broken wooden door, and even the incense burner offerings in front of the door were all overturned and flew out.

It's so strong!

Shi Kong's heart shook, and the existence in the black fog really didn't make a serious move with him, it was hard to imagine that the strength of the living individual could actually reach such a situation, Shi Kong looked at the old patriarch, every time the sword fell, it almost cut through the air, and the red sword qi passed through, and the ground suddenly left a terrible sword mark like being burned by flames.

At this time, Shi Kong saw a figure flash in the darkness in the distance, it was the seventh uncle and the fifth uncle and several other strong people in the clan, even so, such a duel is not something they can interfere with, with their cultivation power, as soon as they intervene, I am afraid that they will be crushed into powder by the terrifying power of the two yin and yang.

"Old horseman, you are looking for death!"

As if he was provoked by the old patriarch, the black mist rolled violently, and the thousands of ghost hairs that diffused out danced wildly at this moment, intertwining with each other, and in an instant, they turned into a pitch-black grimace, the grimace was several feet high, and at this time, he opened his mouth and swallowed the old patriarch with a sword.

"Old Patriarch!" In the distance, the seventh uncle and other Qinglian clan powerhouses exclaimed.

Bang!

There was a sonorous sound of swords, the sound of gold and iron was endless, and the grimace of the old patriarch was constantly distorted, and even a faint red sword light was revealed. (Ask for recommendation votes, ask for collections, there are too few recommended votes, Terran Emperors, ask for support!)