The male ghost has a ghostly voice, chanting a mantra.

The mantra does contain a sword technique, although it is a move, but there are actually countless complicated sword styles, like a thousand threads, condensed into a move.

Chen Fusheng heard in his ears that the voice of the male ghost was like a spiritual thought that went straight to his heart, blending and feeling in an instant, and reaching the spiritual platform of his mind.

In the blink of an eye.

The essence of this trick came to Chen Fusheng's mind!

It's like infinite thoughts, and this sword move has been practiced thousands of times. How to make a sword, how to close the momentum, how to forge ahead, how to hide the front, all vividly.

"Thunder and chaos style", the trick is to lead the thunder with a sword, turn the mana around the body into a thousand electric wires, and then use the strange sword momentum to advance and retreat, so as to be fast.

Laugh at~~

The back of Chen Fusheng's head reproduced the sharp and exciting sneak attack.

He didn't think much about it, his mind turned in an instant, and he didn't hesitate to thunder with his sword, and with the trick of this move, he began to mobilize mana and unfold the sword momentum.

Snort~~

The sound of sword qi tearing, which was sharper than He Shouweng's sneak attack, suddenly sounded.

On the iron sword of the "Infernal Dragon Sparrow", the momentum of the thunder that was strong before has changed.

Turned into a thousand threads bursting like thorns.

Even the countless micro-rays twisted and stretched, not sharp, nor sharp.

Chen Fusheng instantly sped up.

The footsteps were disorderly, and with the blessing of mana, he swung his sword and attacked like crazy.

He Shouweng's sneak attack was obviously behind him, but he was unmoved.

It's just a single-minded drive to the "thunder and chaos style".

Forward, forward, forward......

In the entire dark temple, Chen Fusheng is like a "hedgehog" wielding a sword indiscriminately, with a slight light on the sword like a thorn, chaotic and complicated, and there is no order.

"Huh??"

In all directions, He Shouweng's voice of surprise was heard.

Because Chen Fusheng seems to be out of order, but he is orderly in chaos and has thorns all over his body. He Shouweng didn't know how to attack for a while.

"Do you think that the sword defense will be able to escape the old man's chiseling?"

He Shouweng sneered and mocked.

Suddenly!

Chen Fusheng had a chilling and exciting sneak attack in the back of his head.

But this time, it's not the same as before.

He Shouweng's sneak attack was entangled by a trace of chaotic and disorderly sword qi.

In an instant, the two sides touched each other!

Chen Fusheng suddenly retreated, caught the contact qi, and the sword qi around his body was like a thorn, which instantly reversed and poured out like a tide.

"Huh??"

He Shouweng's suspicion was heard again from all directions, but this surprise seemed a little embarrassed.

He Shouweng's sneak attack was fruitless, but he was entangled and immediately fled.

The scene suddenly reversed!

Chen Fusheng captured the qi machine, and chased after the tail, but he was still a chaotic sword like a "hedgehog", without any rules.

After He Shouweng escaped, he attacked again.

But the process was still the same, he was entangled in a trace of disorderly sword qi. Chen Fusheng instantly learned that the sword qi in his whole body swept like a thorn again.

Several times in a row, He Shouweng was difficult to get close, and the sneak attacks failed again and again.

The situation is like a fanged wolf, pounced on a hedgehog, but there is no way to start. Every time it touches a thorn, it will be violently counterattacked.

Chen Fusheng is still single-minded and constantly plays the "thunder and chaos style". The faster you play, the more handy you become, and the more you want it.

He Shouweng's advantage of stealth sneak attack was immediately gone!

"The boy who doesn't enter the Daomen, where did he get ...... swordsmanship?"

He Shouweng's angry voice came from all directions, "I am the Dinglu of the Three Realms, the terrain is preferable, and the mana is long, it depends on how long you can consume this kid!"

He is right, the realm is poor, and the difference in mana is the difference between cloud and mud.

Chen Fusheng was still unmoved, taking advantage of this opportunity, his left hand clasped the pattern of the banner pole behind him, and the mana surged.

Fu Hum ~~

The yellow rune paper that had been silent before formed a whirlwind again.

But this time it was not a defense, but a whirlwind formation, and Lin Lin Zhuzhu squeezed in the direction of He Shouweng's words.

"Just a talisman, carving insect skills ......"

He Shouweng sneered.

But Chen Fusheng lacked time from the beginning, was restrained everywhere, and could not exert his full strength.

Now that there is a momentary turnaround, how can you let it go?

A white flickering crescent moon rune light instantly lit up in his palm.

Chen Fusheng's sword in his right hand was continuous, and it was still a "thunder and chaos style", making He Shouweng unable to sneak attack. The left-handed "Tai Bai Jin Urn" was sacrificed, but it was not an attack on He Shouweng.

The white flickering rune light was struck on the blade of the sword.

Moment.

The pitch-black curtain shrouded Chen Fusheng's body was torn apart.

The blade is reflective.

Chen Fusheng clearly saw his heterochromatic eyes.

Meanwhile.

He Shouweng failed in another sneak attack, and was forced to retreat by Chen Fusheng's hedgehog-like sword qi slightly, and returned in vain.

Chen Fusheng had already quickly raised his eyes and peeked around.

In the temple hall, which was originally pitch black and lightless, like a black curtain, dozens of shadows suddenly appeared.

The shadows are distributed in all corners, all of them are like the image of He Shouweng.

In the hand of each shadow, a "leaf" is held.

The roots of the leaves spill mana and fall into the ground, as if the roots were continuous.

Among them, a shadow not far from Chen Fusheng did not raise leaves. And the mana oozing from his body was connected to all the other leaves.

"A blind eye?"

Chen Fusheng sneered in his heart.

The pupils are broken and invisible, and at this moment, the battle situation is no longer controlled by others!

He immediately stepped forward and rushed straight to the true body of He Shouweng, who had been exposed.

The long sword in his hand vibrates.

The "thunderstorm upheaval" dispersed.

A sword out, thunder, rise again!

Woo~~

The dragon on the sword is in the shape of Xuanhe, and it is like a rag of scales in an instant, unstoppable!

"This??"

He Shouweng's foothold was not stable, and the sword light in front of him was already in front of him.

The sudden outbreak of the fierce deterrence of the "Infernal Dragon Sparrow" stimulated He Shouweng's eyebrows and eyes to jump, and the alarm in his heart was great.

"How does he know that my real identity is here?"

He Shouweng was shocked, screamed strangely, and a "leaf" suddenly appeared in his hand and pinched it suddenly.

In an instant, Chen Fusheng slashed at the shadow with a sword.

With just a sword, the shadow was cut away.

But He Shouweng seemed to be transposed, and the leaves in the hands of a shadow at the far end disappeared and became his real body again.

Taking advantage of the abnormal change of his pupils, Chen Fusheng continued to make a big move.

He is still moving forward at great speed.

A sword out!

Over there, He Shouweng had just stood firm, and another sword came in front of him.

"This??"

He Shouweng was so shocked that his mentality exploded, and in a hurry, he could only crush a leaf with hatred.

shifted shape again, but another shadow was killed by Chen Fusheng.

The tide of battle has changed suddenly!

He Shouweng became a prey and was chased, but Chen Fusheng became the hunter instead!

Laugh at~~

Laugh at~~

Laugh at~~

One after another, the shadows were all chased by Chen Fusheng and slashed under the sword.

There are fewer and fewer shadows in the temple.

The shrouded black curtain was also torn out of countless cracks.

Although it was late at night outside the temple, the faint night light finally sprinkled in.

Chen Fusheng's heart was stable.

At this time, the advantage of the battle situation is in his hands!

Fu Hum ~~

The yellow rune paper on the ground swept like a whirlwind again, crashing into He Shouweng's true body.

Another white crescent blade flickered, and it burst into the air with an incomparable sharpness, directly taking He Shouweng's head.

Chen Fusheng's figure also became fragmented, as if he had escaped into the night light, completely invisible.

He Shouweng lacked the ability to sneak attack in all directions, and he lacked the advantage of stealth, and at this moment, the black curtain was broken, and his ability to change shapes and shadows was also delayed.

Trade-off!

"Ah......h

He Shouweng let out an embarrassed scream, and in a hurry desperately avoided the entanglement of the yellow rune paper wind whirlwind, and narrowly avoided the meniscus blade rune light cutting.

But if he wants to fight back against Chen Fusheng, he is powerless.

An instant!

A sharp and dazzling sword aura suddenly appeared in front of He Shouweng's eyes.

This time I was caught off guard!

A great terror arose in He Shouweng's heart! There was a violent warning like death!

But it was too late.

Burst~~

He Shouweng's left shoulder was splashed with blood and was slashed by a sword.

Immediately, countless thunder wires exploded from the wound, rapidly destroying his muscles and bones, and there was no way to stop him.

"Little thief!!This revenge is not avenged, and it is not a man!!"

He Shouweng burst out with anger and roared.

He squeezed his injured arm sharply.

Disheveled~~

The entire right arm exploded and turned into a cloud of blood.

He slammed headlong into the blood mist, twisted and vanished.

Immediately, a blood qi on the ground was like a long worm, and it quickly fled away from the temple.

But in the blink of an eye, He Shouweng was gone.

In the entire temple, all the dark curtains have also collapsed and disappeared.

The faint night light shines in, restoring the quiet of the years.

Chen Fusheng shook his head slightly.

Put the sword back into its sheath, staring at the outside of the temple with burning eyes.

After all, it was a cultivator of the Three Realms who stole the door, and if he fled with his fate, it would be impossible to catch up.

But this battle, thrilling, is indeed a great benefit.

"Hoo ......"

Chen Fusheng slowly let out a sigh of relief and settled down.

Then he hurriedly clenched his fists, looked around the temple, and said respectfully:

"Thank you for the advice of the seniors, great kindness, and the younger generations are unforgettable!"

After a few moments, the male ghost still didn't say anything.

Chen Fusheng looked at the empty hall suspiciously, and then clenched his fists again, wanting to continue to thank him.

Suddenly.

He had been leaning against the wall, as if he was asleep, completely like Zhu Yan, who was silent, and moved his body slightly.

She slowly raised her head, her face full of confusion, but she made a voice that fluttered like a ghost:

"Boy, it's a pity that you have such a good sword in your hand, and you have excellent understanding and skills in sword practice, and you can practice the method of Taoism. ”

Chen Fusheng was shocked.

He stared at Zhu Yan for a long time, and couldn't help but ask:

"Senior, you...... Are you on Miss Zhu Yan?"

Zhu Yan was still at a loss, but the voice of the male ghost came out of his mouth:

"I'll borrow this fox girl's body for the time being, this temple is a little weird, my lonely ghost looks, I can't show my body......"

Chen Fusheng suddenly clenched his fists and said respectfully:

"Thank you for your advice!"

Zhu Yan propped up the wall, trembled, stood up a little unnaturally, moved his limbs, and said:

"No thanks. Actually, I want to thank you, if I hadn't recognized your sword, I wouldn't have remembered you and this fox girl. It's like a lonely ghost, wandering around, not knowing who you are......"

Chen Fusheng couldn't help but ask in surprise:

"Do you know the origin of my sword?"

Zhu Yan shook his head:

"I just felt familiar, I knew it was a good sword, but I couldn't remember more. Alas, I forget many things all the time, and I don't even know who I am. ”

Chen Fusheng thought for a while, frowned, and said:

"Since the predecessors have such superb swordsmanship, they must be extremely prestigious military masters! If you find a few military cultivators and ask them tentatively, maybe it will be ......."

An unnatural smile appeared on Zhu Yan's face:

"You said, I tried. But no cultivator knows the details of my identity......"

"You say I'm famous, but there's no name for me in the world......"