Thinking that this person is the ghost knife in everyone's mouth, you can clearly see bursts of ghost energy constantly emitting from him, and one by one the terrible evil ghosts continue to scream and struggle in the ghost qi.

In the face of everyone's scolding, the ghost knife was disdainful, glanced at it, and said disdainfully: "A group of fools, let this little worm play again, and your people will all die sooner or later." ”

"If you don't want to die, get out!"

The ghost knife's ugly ghost voice roared, his eyes were ruthless and cold, and everyone had no doubt that as long as he stayed for a moment longer, he would be mercilessly killed, and no one was spared.

Treasures are important, pills are precious, but if the life is gone, everything is over.

At the moment when Chu Xuan was about to slash the scimitar, the scimitar turned strangely, avoiding the demon sword and cutting straight towards Chu Xuan's neck.

Chu Xuan was not panicked, his body turned, and he avoided the scimitar, and with a flick of his wrist, the demon sword slashed at the scimitar.

When the bang.

The scimitar froze, and spun towards Chu Xuan again.

At the moment when the Demon Thirst Sword slashed on the scimitar, Chu Xuan felt a strong force rushing into his body, and an evil ghost aura invaded his limbs and hundreds of bones in an instant, and many evil ghosts regarded Chu Xuan's body as a delicacy, and they were about to eat Chu Xuan up in the bite.

"Ghost energy?" Chu Xuan said softly, looking at the ghost knife, "I just don't know if your ghost energy is enough compared to my ghost king Xuanwang technique." ”

At this moment, the koi leaping sea chart behind Chu Xuan appeared, surrounded by visions, and Chu Xuan's killing was a few points heavier.

Chu Xuan ignored the invasion of the ghost qi in his body, and tried his best to deal with the scimitar that came again, and the scimitar bypassed the demon sword, and was about to cut Chu Xuan's neck, but a light curtain flashed, blocking the scimitar and returning in vain.

"That's?!"

The ghost knife was startled, he knew how sharp his scimitar was, but he was blocked by that inconspicuous vision.

Seeing the vision, the ghost knife's eyes showed incomparable killing intent, this Chu Xuan had too many secrets, and he must not be let go.

However, as time passed, the ghost knife became more and more frightened.

The ghost qi attached to his ghost knife can silently invade people's internal organs, it stands to reason that Chu Xuan can't hold on for so long, even if it is a quenching body, there should be a situation.

However, Chu Xuan's state is becoming more and more weird and stronger in the eyes of anyone, as time goes by, Chu Xuan is not only not a little tired, but more energetic, and under the attack of the ghost knife, he is more and more comfortable and more skilled.

It was as if the ghost knife was feeding Chu Xuan and training Chu Xuan.

"Return!" Seeing this, the ghost knife's face sank, and when he beckoned, the scimitar spun back and fell into his hand, a jet-black ghost head scimitar glowed with blood, looking very terrifying.

After such a delay, Chu Xuan can be said to be completely isolated at this time, only Chu Xuan is standing alone in the middle of the huge place, holding a long sword, Chu Xuan gently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, spit out a mouthful of blood, and looked at the crowd around him coldly, without sadness or joy.

"You surprise me very much," the ghost knife looked at Chu Xuan coldly, "My ghost qi can't help you." ”

"Ghost, hahaha," Chu Xuan laughed wildly, "Because I'm more like a ghost at this time, it's very simple, how can the ghost spirit of yours, a little ghost, hurt me, a big ghost." ”

Although he said so, Chu Xuan knew the secret of the ghost qi probably because he practiced the Xuanwang technique of the Barbarian Ghost King, although he heard that it was a war realm divine technique, but it had been improved by the Ghost King.

The ghost aura of the ghost knife can't cause damage to it.

Although the ghost qi could not harm Chu Xuan, the power of the scimitar was not something that the current Chu Xuan could resist, even if he had the demon sword in his hand, every impact still injured Chu Xuan.

If it weren't for the strength of the Xuanwang technique and the strength of the barbarian body, Chu Xuan would have been shocked to death by the scimitar at this time.

Chu Xuan knew that the real master had already made a move, and at the lowest was the existence of the Kaiyang realm, and that kind of existence was not something that he could compete with now.

And the people surrounding him at this time, there are no people in the realm of condensing stone and suppressing qi, at least they are also people in the realm of returning to the yuan, in the face of such a force, it can be said that it is impossible for Chu Xuan to retreat with his whole body.

"Let's take it and give you a good time. ”

"Give up resistance. ”

............

"Hahaha," Chu Xuan laughed arrogantly, "It's ridiculous, I am the descendant of the barbarian Chu barbarian, the people of my Chu family, I have never died in battle, how can I surrender, today, I, Chu Xuan, will fight happily, fight a good anhydride, come on!"

Chu Xuan roared angrily, but the demon sword in his hand was slowly swinging, and suddenly, one after another afterimages appeared, as Chu Xuan continued to swing, more and more afterimages appeared around him, and for a while, it seemed that hundreds of demon sword appeared beside him.

And at this moment, all the weapons on the ground shook in unison, whether it was Chu Xuan's arrows or the broken sword remnants left by the slain.

For a while, it was as if all the blades were attracted, and as Chu Xuan continued to swing, all the broken swords flew towards Chu Xuan in unison, and even the blades of some lost people flew out.

At this time, Chu Xuan was like a big magnet, and many blades turned into a dark cloud, enveloping Chu Xuan like an overwhelming body.

Seeing this, some people wondered, what kind of magic is this?

"Spiritualism?" someone asked, confused.

"What kind of magic is this spiritualism?" someone asked.

"Spiritualism is a kind of evil art created by the Barbarian Ghost King that hurts both others and himself, and the so-called spiritualism is the spirit that can summon the things in his hands, whether it is a sword or an artifact. ”

"But there is one of the biggest drawbacks of conjuring spirits, that is, after conjuring spirits, it is no longer people who control things, but things that control people. ”

"And at this time, it is no longer Chu Xuan who is controlling the Demon Sword, but the Demon Sword is controlling Chu Xuan. ”

"What!"

Everyone was incredible.

"Demon Sword as the leader!"

......

At this moment, the movements in Chu Xuan's hand stopped, but the Demon Addiction Sword in his hand was constantly vibrating, as if he was about to break free from Chu Xuan's control.

Chu Xuan had no sorrow or joy, his eyes looked at the Demon Sword, "Demon Sword, Supreme Evil Soldier, today, I, Chu Xuan, recruit your soul, everything here, thousands of blood, many souls are your sacrifices, come on!"

Chu Xuan's words were like an ancient sacrifice, summoning the sacrifice of ancient existence with life, three souls and seven spirits as sacrifices.

Just when everyone felt a chill down their spines, the countless blades around Chu Xuan actually wriggled strangely, like pieces of flesh and blood wriggling, and in the disbelief of everyone, a giant composed of all blades appeared in front of everyone.

After the giant appeared, a pair of blood-red eyes suddenly opened, only the whites of the blood-red eyes, and there was no eye in sight, looking at the surrounding crowd with strong doubts.