As soon as the words fell, the sword in Qian Bufeng's hand was swung out.

The sword light flashed, and an ice-blue sword qi slashed through the void, crossing out, and in the blink of an eye, it had swept in front of the ghost fang.

The ghost tooth didn't raise his eyelids, but only sneered: "Hmph! The mayfly shakes the tree, it's ridiculous!"

He didn't even need to dodge, his body shook, and a circle of black magic energy as thin as cicada wings rippled out, blocking in front of the ice blue sword qi.

Suddenly, the sword qi that had originally burst through the air like a broken bamboo seemed to have encountered an indestructible copper wall, and it was difficult to save a single bit.

At this time, the ghost tooth curled his palm, and at the same time, a word gently spit out from his mouth: "Ghost knife, broken." ”

The words fell, and the black magic energy that easily blocked the ice blue sword qi in the circle instantly transformed into a ghost figure holding a black knife.

Shhh

The ghost tightened the black knife in his hand, raised his head to the sky and screamed, then raised the black knife in his hand and slashed it down.

Rumble!

The black sword light flashed away, and the ice blue sword qi exploded in an instant.

The ghost looked at Qian Bufeng with its two eyes that glowed as if they were coming from hell, and with a slight stomp of its feet into the void, its form swept towards the latter like a black lightning bolt.

At the same time, it couldn't stop letting out a sharp whistle that was breathtaking and heartbreaking, raised the black knife in its hand high, and slashed it at Qian Bufeng.

Qian Bufeng's expression was solemn, no matter if it was worse or worse, what he was facing now was a fourth-order magician, which was a super existence whose strength was equivalent to that of the Law Enforcement Realm!

He was only able to enter the Xuanwu realm for a few days now, and he was very different from that law enforcement realm.

Even though he now had the peerless divine sword of the Xuanbing Fire Sword in his hand, the difference in strength between the three levels was not so easy to make up.

Moreover, Qian Bufeng could clearly feel what terrifying power that ghost contained in it.

When it waved the pitch-black knife in its hand and slashed it down, Qian Bufeng had no doubt that it could even split a mountain in half.

Therefore, Qian Bufeng looked at this fierce and terrifying ghost, and his heart was already full of spirit.

I saw him take a deep breath, then held the Xuanbing Flame Sword tightly with both hands, and swung out hundreds of ice blue sword qi in one breath.

Woohoo ......!

The sound of breaking the sky continued one after another, and hundreds of ice blue sword qi pierced the heavens and the earth, flying all over the air, all of which slashed down towards the rapidly swept ghost.

The ghost shadow paused, and the black knife dance in his hand was impenetrable, and the black sword qi rippled and flew, forming a 360-degree black sword qi defensive aperture with no dead ends.

Sonorous and sonorous.......

Hundreds of ice blue sword qi slashed above the defensive aura formed by the black sword qi, and the energy surged out, and the sound of the metal hitting couldn't stop coming out, which made people's hearts tremble when they heard it.

And in the midst of this sound, no matter how the ice blue sword qi fell, the defensive aperture formed by the black sword qi turned out to be immovable.

An ice blue sword qi slashed at the top of the aperture, and it could only cause it to ripple a circle of tiny ripples of energy.

And when this tiny ripple of energy ripples out, the ice blue sword qi will shatter violently, and then turn into a point of crystal light in the sky, slowly dissipating.

After only ten breaths, hundreds of ice blue sword qi had all been shattered.

On the other hand, the defensive aperture was unscathed, and not even a small crack appeared on it.

However, the moment the ice blue sword qi was completely shattered, the defensive aperture also dissipated.

Because the ghost saw that Qian Bufeng's offensive was exhausted, he instantly put away his defensive posture, screamed, and rushed over again with a black knife.

Its speed was already extremely fast, coupled with the frustration of Qian Bufeng's move, the sword in his hand was at the moment when it was about to be collected, and it was not at all time to dodge the re-attack of this ghost.

In the midst of great danger, Qian Bufeng can only be blocked by a horizontal sword.

Sonor!

The black knife in the ghost's hand slashed heavily at the Xuanbing Fire Sword in Qian Bufeng's hand, and a loud bang came out, and a shock wave caused by the violent impact rippled, and Qian Bufeng's figure suddenly flew backwards, destroying flowers and trees along the way, and only stopped when it hit the mountain wall in the valley.

Rumble!

There was a loud bang, dust flew all over the sky, and the rubble rolled down, and Qian Bufeng had been deeply embedded in the mountain wall.

"Huh, this sword can be slashed by the ghost knife and ....... continuously" At this time, there was a slight surprise in the eyes of the ghost tooth, and there was also a trace of doubt in his tone, and said: "It's a rare magic weapon, but it's a pity that the yellow-haired boy in this Xuanwu realm has been ruined." ”

After speaking, he waved his palm lightly and said, "Kill him and take the sword." ”

The ghost was ordered, without hesitation.

The soles of his feet stomped a deep pit on the ground, and his figure broke through the air again, raised the black knife in his hand, and launched an offensive against Qian Bufeng again.

Qian Bufeng was completely blasted into the mountain wall by the terrible force of the shock, and his face was extremely embarrassed.

If it weren't for the fact that he had a premonition that something was wrong at the moment he was shaken away, he had transferred all the aura and thunder power in his body to his back in time to resist the terrifying impact that was coming, but I was afraid that he would have turned into a puddle of flesh at this time.

But Rao was so, and the terrible force of the concussion still wounded him.

Qian Bufeng only felt that at this moment, his body was overturned, his internal organs seemed to be about to shift, and his qi and blood were surging wildly.

"Ahem!" he coughed heavily, his throat sweetened, and he spat out a mouthful of blood with a "wow".

However, before he could adjust his internal breath, the sound of the extremely rapid wind breaking sounded in his ears again.

Qian Bufeng knew that the ghost must have come over with a black knife to kill the general.

Without him thinking about it, a black shadow had flashed rapidly in front of him, and between the flashes of black knife light, the killing move had arrived!

At this moment, Qian Bufeng is really helpless, and in desperation, there is only a horizontal knife to block again!

Sonor!

The sound came out, the shock wave shook out, and Qian Bufeng's figure actually smashed into the hard rock in the mountain behind him, and continued to retreat with a "boom".

After retreating nearly fifty meters like this. With a bang, this thick mountain wall was actually knocked out of a hole by Qian Bufeng.

His figure slammed into a pile of flying rocks, and continued to cut through the air for thirty or forty meters until it hit a large tree.

Then he fell hard against the trunk of the tree, and with a bang, he fell into a small river outside the valley.

The water of this small river was originally extremely clear, but Qian Bufeng fell down so heavily that it became muddy in an instant.

After a while, perhaps because Qian Bufeng had too many scars on his body, and the blood was not worth it, the turbid river water was actually dyed a red color.

Rumble!

At this moment, the ghost figure had already flown up, landed beside the small river, screamed, raised the black knife in his hand, and slashed at the blood-stained red river......