"That's it. ”

The Rakshasa ghost smiled at Li Yunsheng who was standing in the broken ghost coffin.

"yes, but that's it. ”

Li Yunsheng nodded.

The Rakshasa ghost obviously heard what Li Yunsheng meant by "but so", and the corners of his mouth hooked up with a cold smile at the moment.

Immediately, I saw her take a step forward, and after a burst of "bang", her whole person appeared above Li Yunsheng's head.

"Frost Sky Ghost Blade!"

After a long roar, a blood-colored sword shadow like a crescent moon fell like a swan feather.

And at the moment when the blood-colored sword shadow appeared, the area covered by this sword shadow was frozen together.

Even Nangong Lie and the others were caught off guard by this sudden cold air, and their bodies stiffened, and they could only watch the blood-colored sword shadow flying towards them.

But at this moment, they only felt that a sword intent rose from Li Yunsheng's body, as if two big hands were holding the blood-colored sword shadow in the sky, causing it to stop above everyone's heads for a moment.

At this moment, the green dragon on Li Yunsheng's waist flew out of the sheath with a long roar, and then flashed above everyone's heads like a floating light, burrowing into the blood-colored sword shadow in the sky.

After an instant, the blood-colored sword shadows in the sky exploded like blood-colored fireworks in unison, and finally turned into blood-colored mist and dissipated in the air.

And the green dragon had already flown back, quietly hanging in front of Li Yunsheng.

This style is the second type of Qiushui Sword Technique, "Floating Light Glimpse", but the previous Floating Light Glimpse is to use the sword to control the qi, and the current "Floating Light Glimpse" is to use the divine sword.

"Brother Yunsheng's autumn water sword technique has been perfected into the realm, and the old decay admires it, and it is really admired. ”

Nangong Lie was overjoyed and surprised, happy that he was out of danger again, and what surprised him was naturally Li Yunsheng's magical swordsmanship.

"Nangong seniors have won awards. ”

Li Yunsheng smiled with a relaxed expression.

In fact, he was still not satisfied with this sword in his heart, but because of the limited strength of his opponent, he couldn't find out exactly where the flaws of this sword were.

So when he looked at the rakshasa ghost, he once again showed a deep disappointment.

"This is the inheritance of your Rakshasa Ghost's skills for more than 100 years?"

He frowned and looked at the Rakshasa ghost, who was neither male nor female, and asked.

His invincible killing move was so easily resolved, and the Rakshasa ghost was already unwilling and angry, but now when he heard such a contemptuous question, he roared angrily at the moment, and then the blood qi around his body rose like flames, and the double knives wrapped in the rising blood qi in his hands slashed out again.

The two sword shadows wrapped in blood qi overlapped each other, like a huge cross-shaped flame, and they quickly blasted towards Li Yunsheng.

Li Yunsheng's figure was motionless, only the green dragon in front of him, the tip of the sword pointed directly at the "flame" and flew out.

After a huge tremor sound, the ground of the ruins of Kunlun City behind everyone once again collapsed straight down like "tofu", which shows the amazing power of the Rakshasa ghost's knife.

But under such a terrifying sword, the Qinglong Sword, which bore the brunt of the attack, did not move at all, firmly resisting the two sword shadows that were wrapped in blood and flames.

The shadow of the sword immediately dispersed, and the terrifying face of the Rakshasa ghost behind appeared in everyone's sight.

"You, you've actually reached the same level as Moro?!"

After being stunned, the Rakshasa ghost suddenly pointed at Li Yunsheng with a stunned face.

"Moro?"

Li Yunsheng frowned slightly, he had heard this name mentioned by Yu Xuzi before, the strongest group of strangers outside the sky was called Moluo, and these Moluo, all of them had unimaginable means and cultivation methods for the monks of the Ten States.

Just as he was about to extract more information about the Moro from the mouth of the Rakshasa ghost, the Rakshasa ghost suddenly didn't say anything, and directly turned into a ball of blood, like an arrow flying in the direction of the port into the sea.

However, as his mind moved, the Qinglong Sword "buzzed" out of the wind, and the speed was as fast as light and shadow, and it caught up with that mass of blood qi in the blink of an eye.

Li Yunsheng immediately pressed his finger down, and the Qinglong Sword immediately flew down with a sword roar, stabbing towards the ball of blood qi.

The mass of blood that realized the danger suddenly seemed like a fish spitting bubbles, and from that mass of blood qi "spit out" a circle of blood-colored rings, like a shield in front of it.

Seeing this, Li Yunsheng carried the mental method of the fifth form of the Qiushui Sword Technique, "Sky Split".

A layer of red sword light immediately wrapped the green dragon, and then the green dragon let out a long roar, and the red sword shadow left the entire sky, including the blood qi, behind a bloodline-like afterimage, looking from a distance, as if countless cracks appeared in the sky.

And the Rakshasa Demon's flesh and qi ring shield shattered into countless pieces in an instant.

The blood cloud where the Rakshasa ghost was located was pierced straight by the green dragon, and then shattered with a "boom".

But at the moment when the blood cloud dispersed, thousands of blood beads flew out from the blood cloud in all directions.

Obviously, the Rakshasa ghost hid his true blood in these nearly a thousand blood beads, thinking that in this way, no matter how powerful Li Yunsheng's methods were, he would not be able to distinguish which one was his true blood in the first place.

However, Li Yunsheng, who saw this scene, was still very calm.

I saw that he pinched another sword trick, and his fingers picked up again, and then the green dragon roared straight into the sky, and then disappeared into the clouds.

Just when Nangong Lie and the others didn't understand Li Yunsheng's intentions in doing this, a dense golden point of light suddenly appeared above the gloomy sky, just like the fireflies in the sky on that summer night.

The next moment, among the golden points of light, the sword shadows were like golden raindrops, "pouring down".

In an instant, it devoured the thousands of blood beads that had just flown out.

In the stunned eyes of everyone, Li Yunsheng stepped out step by step, his figure was like a phantom, and he appeared on the other side of the sky in the blink of an eye.

There, a ball of blood was like a living thing, struggling frantically under the Qinglong sword.

Li Yunsheng held the green dragon, and then ripped off the ball of blood with one hand and held it in the palm of his hand:

"It's hard to go to the lower realm, so don't be in a hurry to go. ”

"You, you let go of me, let go of me, my lord is a great sin Moluo, even if you are ten, you are not his opponent, if you catch me, he will definitely follow my breath to catch you!"

The mass of blood struggled and threatened.

"That's great, I hope he doesn't disappoint like you. ”

Li Bai shook the palm of his hand, compressed the ball of blood to the size of his thumb with the sword gang in the palm of his hand, and then took out the demon refining pot and put the drop of blood into the pot, and then there was a terrified howl from the pot-

"This, what kind of place is this, no, no, let me out, ahh......h