The sky-swallowing momentum exuded by the ghost rue shocked Lin Jianteng and the others, what kind of momentum was that.

However, with the exception of Gao Han and Zheng Kong, this kind of momentum is incomparably comparable to the momentum that Vientiane Wang Linghua exudes at will.

First of all, his momentum is just big, as if he can swallow the sky, but Ling Hua's is different, his is really piercing the sky.

Moreover, it was nothing more than the momentum he exuded at will. It can be light to surpass the momentum exuded by this ghost.

Now Gao Han and the others have removed their protection, and now the scene is chaotic, the survivors of the Jiang family, the escapees, and the imperial city garrison and other forces watching the excitement.

Over the years, due to the support of ghosts and ghosts behind the Jiang family, the oppressed other families have been unable to breathe, and even the royal family has been restrained by them.

The Jiang family coerced the Son of Heaven in the Imperial City of Yunguo to order the princes, although many people were resentful in their hearts, but they could not do anything, and many families who wanted to rebel against the Jiang family disappeared the next day.

Now that there is such a big thing happening to the Jiang family, of course, everyone will not let go of this opportunity, and all the families who have grievances against the Jiang family in their hearts are watching the Jiang family's good show.

And those henchmen of the Jiang family also have their own thoughts, thinking about how they will deal with the situation below in the future if the big tree of the Jiang family falls, or want to get greater benefits from it.

Far away in the highest attic of the palace, there was a trace of excitement in Yun Feiyang's eyes, but his face still did not show it.

"Elder Zhang, what do you think?" Yun Feiyang said lightly.

The person standing next to him was none other than Zhang Shuangying, who served as the referee of the competition: "I have been hiding the matter of becoming a palace worshipper for a long time, it's been too long!"

"But!" Zhang Shuangying's eyes suddenly flashed with a glimmer of hope: "As long as the White Sword Hero succeeds, then we can have a situation of turning over and control the Cloud Kingdom in our hands!"

Yun Feiyang nodded: "I hope the White Sword Heroes can succeed!"

"It's hard to say, his opponent is one of the seventy-two ghost generals of the Demon Soul Sect, and the ghost is known for his unpredictable swordsmanship. And the White Sword Hero used to be his defeated general, unless the White Sword Hero has improved over the years!"

Yun Feiyang nodded and sighed: "It seems that the old lady and the emperor have told you all the things back then, this apprentice!"

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"What kind of artistic conception is this, why haven't I seen it?" Gao Han said in surprise.

Although the momentum of the ghost is much weaker than that of Ling Hua, this kind of artistic conception is indeed an unheard of and unseen artistic conception.

Lin Jianteng looked at the sky in surprise: "This should be the ghost intent that my grandfather told me, I didn't expect this kind of artistic conception to really exist!"

"Ghosts?"

"Oh! Ghost intent is simply mixed in with moves, making moves unpredictable, but making people unpredictable at all. It is said that this kind of artistic conception exceeds a certain realm, and when the time comes, the move can directly pass over the body and act directly on the soul!"

"As long as you don't have the Soul Defense Secret Method, you will definitely die, unless your True Qi and Artistic Conception are also very special, otherwise it will be difficult to defend!

Gao Han pondered after hearing this: "This point is somewhat similar to my ice intent, my ice intent is improving a little, and it should also be able to directly act on the soul!"

"And. Without the need for moves, it can directly kill souls! Moreover, Ice Intent itself actually has the ability to defend souls, what is the origin of this Huangquan Biluo Diagram, and the ice qi emitted by it can actually be so strong!"

Zheng Kong thought more simply. Maybe in his opinion, the strongest should be the cold ice intent, and the strongest one is his illusion in the future!

Even, Zheng Kong himself got up next to YY. What do you want to do in the future? Who are you going to bully?

Zheng Kong's eyes couldn't help but drift to Lin Jianteng, who looked surprised next to him, and he had already made up his mind in his heart.

"Senior Lin still has any tricks?" Gao Han said lightly, because he was surprised to see Lin Jianteng. But there was no trace of worry in his eyes.

Lin Jianteng smiled leisurely: "That's natural, my grandfather is not ordinarily strong, otherwise, how do you think the title of White Sword Hero came about!"

As soon as the words landed, the ghost above began to speak: "Lin Zhendong, what do you think now?" My ghost intent has been cultivated to five percent, and it is a little stronger than me at the peak of the year, if you admit defeat, I will let you die a happy death."

At first, Lin Zhendong's eyes were still a little surprised, but when he heard the ghost speak, Lin Zhendong suddenly laughed madly.

"Hahaha...... It's been 200 years, but I've been making continuous progress for the past 200 years, and this time, you will definitely die!"

After that, Lin Zhendong held the Wanshi Sword in one hand and placed it flat behind him, while his left hand rushed towards the ghost, his five fingers spread, and his feet were half squatting in the air.

"If you have any ability, you can let the horse come!" As he spoke, a hint of murderous intent suddenly flashed in Lin Zhendong's eyes: "This time, I will definitely want you to die or live!"

Devil's face suddenly gloomy: "You forced me, I want to refine you into my slave and be enslaved by me!"

As he spoke, the ghost ruffled his whole body for a while, and all the ghost intent that came out of the sky was absorbed, and the air and aura in the air had already been swallowed up.

At this moment, although the momentum of the ghost is not so strong, but now he feels even more weird and terrifying.

Every time he shook his body, he left a white shadow in the air, somewhat similar to Gao Han's shadow, but different.

Gao Han's phantom can be said to be independent of the general of zài, and the movements can move with Gao Han's thoughts, but because Gao Han's mental power is too weak now, he can't make them make different movements separately, so they can only make one action together.

Just like a martial arts master, the basis of distraction is to draw a circle with one hand and a square with the other.

It's just that it's ten million times more difficult than that.

However, the shadows behind the devil are overlapping, and you can see which one is real and which one is false.

"Ghost Fox's Ghost Steps, it seems that you haven't cultivated yet, or you have only cultivated the low-level part!" Lin Zhendong sneered.

The devil also smiled: "What qualifications do you have to say about me, your speed is as slow as a turtle to me, I can slowly torture you to death!"

said. The demon stepped out again, leaving behind only the phantom and he himself vanished there.

This time, he didn't appear for a long time, as if he had disappeared into thin air.

"It's that move again, how are you going to break his move?" Gao Han clasped his hands over his shoulders and watched the battle situation in the air.

"Body Protector True Qi!" Lin Zhendong shouted violently, and a layer of milky white Body Protector True Qi began to form around his body, shaped like a sword.

Then the whole body is bruised, starting with the left hand. His green tendons were like small blue snakes tied to his arms, surrounding his entire body.

"Eighty battles of a hundred battles, hunting!" As he spoke, Lin Zhendong slashed the sword in his right hand, drew a full circle, and then smashed it downward, another punch.

There was no earth-shattering sword qi or powerful sword qi, but a relatively faint aura in a whole circle was emitted.

That circle began to expand rapidly. In the blink of an eye, the whole thing was enveloped inside, and Lin Zhendong, who made this move, closed his eyes.

Then, he quickly opened his eyes: "Where." Eighty-one battles out of a hundred, extreme!"

Lin Zhendong held the Wanshi Sword in both hands, turned around and smashed it downward, and disappeared in mid-air at the moment of the Wanshi split. It turned into a sword light.

However, the sword light could no longer be slashed in mid-air, and eternity was revealed.

A black sword with a gauntlet as a skeleton blocked the eternity. And the owner of the skeletal black sword is none other than the ghost that disappeared without a trace.

"How did you find me!" asked Oni's face as he turned extremely gloomy.

He wanted to sneak attack Lin Zhendong again and give him a powerful one, but he didn't expect Lin Zhendong to actually find himself before him, which made him feel like he wanted to yawn, but flew in like a fly.

And, most importantly, he also accidentally chewed twice.

"My hunting breath can find the storage of a qiē breath around me, especially your breath is very strong, so it is clearly visible, your ghost steps are not effective for me!"

Lin Zhendong smiled lightly: "So, you don't have to use such a trick in the future, because for me, he has no effect!"

"Phew!" Devil spat out a mouthful of saliva fiercely, and said fiercely: "I didn't expect that I haven't seen you for two hundred years, you have grown to such a point, and the improvement speed of human beings is really amazing!"

"So, have you cultivated your Hundred Battles Technique to more than eighty slashes? I think at the beginning, you didn't even have seventy slashes!"

Afterwards, the ghost "laughed" lightly: "However, the human exercise is weak, and it will be like this after all the cultivation?"

Lin Zhendong smiled disdainfully after hearing this: "More than eighty chops?

Then, his eyes were solemn: "Eighty-five of a hundred battles, heavy!"

Lin Zhendong's eternal giant sword turned and slapped at the black long sword of the devil fiercely.

The sword of the devil seemed to be pressed by the power of Wan Jun, and his body was slapped down heavily, smashing deep into the ground.

"It turns out that the meaning of the white sword is a hundred battles!" Gao Han understood.

And Zheng Kong had an expression of how did you know: "Brother Han, you really won't be stupid, isn't Xiao Teng's grandfather's nickname called Hundred Swords Hero?"

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"I'm sorry Brother Han!"

"Well, it's good to know it's wrong!" Gao Han clapped his hands and turned to continue watching the battlefield.

And Zheng Kong turned around and walked out from behind Gao Han, both eyes were swollen, and he couldn't speak clearly, because his cheeks were high and swollen.

"Bang ......"

In the place where Lin Zhendong photographed just now, the ground below collapsed instantly, the space collapsed instantly, and it had collapsed by two square meters, and some things on the ground began to be sucked into it.

Broken buildings, crippled corpses, blood and water, and even some living people with low cultivation were attracted away.

No matter what it was, as soon as he entered the shattered space, he was powdered by the chaotic spatial power, and then disappeared into the spatial crack of the black hole.

And an indescribably powerful shockwave erupted from that place, and together with it, there was a strong pressure, making Gao Han unable to breathe.

"What kind of artistic conception is this, it's very powerful!" Gao Han muttered, even caring about feeling this power. (To be continued......)