Haha laughing, Wang Heng's body was like a ghostly green smoke, fluttering and ethereal, and he stabbed seventeen blades in the middle of the sobbing blade in his hand, like the stars of the Milky Way, and filled the entire space in an instant.

This kid said coldly: "Old ghost, you are right, this son is Zhan Hao, and I am here to take your dog's life today." ”

Immediately, Wang Heng shouted: "Song Shan will help other sons and daughters, and fight quickly." ”

The horizontal knife in Song Shan's hand slashed out again and again, and Lang laughed, "Childe, pay attention, this old guy is the deputy leader of the Ghost Head Gang, Ghost Su Li Li." ”

"Haha, then let him hell with it,"

While speaking, Wang Heng's right blade and left palm were interlocking and connected. In an instant, three moves and eighteen styles were made in a row, rolling and sprinkling, like the angry clouds on the horizon and the wild waves of the ocean, drowning the ghost Li Li in the endlessly.

The double-edged shovel in the hand of the ghost is waving like the wind, overflowing with energy, and the most proud "Phantom Eight Shovels" in his life is a continuous display of life. Like a chain, like a line, like a piece, it dances wildly and swings violently, forming a dense and unventilated light network to meet the evil blade.

But what made him sad was that the phantom shovel net, which was originally wishful and had no gaps, was full of loopholes under the wind and rain offensive of the war hero Wang Heng.

A series of explosions of gold and iron collided, like a summer rainstorm, sounded intensively, and a trace of light penetrated through the net. In an instant, the dense net shadow was poked with thousands of holes.

The wind was whistling, the strength was whirling, and the ghost was slightly negligent, and a string of blood beads were brought up by the sharp blade under the left rib. Like a jet of water hitting a hard stone, splashing everywhere.

Although the pain made the ghost grin, he did not dare to have a trace of slackness like the wind, and he could not attack. The ghost knows that if he relaxes a little now, the consequence will be failure and death.

And Wang Heng's slashing blade is only the first three styles of the thirteen styles of the Heavenly Sword in a row, "Heavenly Wind Roaring", "Heavenly Edge", and "Heavenly Feather Flying". Like the vast sea of clouds in the heavenly realm, and like the roaring roar of the heavenly river in the fairy realm, engulfing all the spaces where the ghost is located.

The cold light continued to flicker, the black light swung sharply, and the evil blade was like the sickle of death, constantly painting pictures of death, and the character in the picture was the ghost Li Zhao.

Since he finished fighting the tyrant of the Black Water Gate, Wang Heng felt that there were still some jerky moves, but now they were very coherent.

Especially after the manifestation of the spirit of the Evil Slashing Blade, the feeling of swinging freely and turning the blade at will became more and more intense.

And today, when I met the deputy gang leader of the Ghost Head Gang, Ghost Su Li Li, I wanted to use him to practice my hands and see how much progress he had made after going through this ordeal?

The ghost was forced by Wang Heng to stumble left and right, step by step, and when it was difficult to parry, he did not forget to observe the form in the field, and under this look, his heart suddenly cooled half.

I saw that the golden knife was freed out, and he had already beheaded one of the incense masters who was fighting against Li Fei, the crane in the air, and now he was encircling the two personal guards he had brought with him, slashing and killing fiercely.

And his two personal guards, although they are also hard hands in the rivers and lakes, but when they meet the golden sword Song Shan, a first-class master who has been famous in the martial arts for a long time, the situation is almost one-sided. The two personal guards were already scarred, and it looked like they wouldn't last long.

And Wu Yi, the only remaining incense master in the outer hall, was attacked by the combined attack of the silver fork and the rotary knife, and between the shouts, blood and sweat continued to flow from his forehead like a waterfall after the rain, and it seemed that he was also very lucky.

Li Zhao, the only ghost shadow of the outer hall master who had a little hope, had already fought with Zhao Zhong to a remote corner on the west side, although he was constantly wandering and blitzing, but in front of Zhao Zhong's iron gate, he couldn't get any benefit at all.

As for the gang of the Ghost Head Gang, under the siege of the Tianlong disciples led by the two hard-handed disciples of the opponent Feiyan Zi Liu Qi and the Sky Crane Li Fei, the casualties who had already fought were heavy, and there were only a dozen disciples with more profound skills left, but they were only barely supporting.

Ghost Li Li knew that in the battle of Songhe Villa tonight, the Ghost Head Gang was defeated. But seeing that his teeth were sharp, his breath was like mist, and the double-edged shovel in his hand trembled and surged three moves, all of which were the three most powerful moves of the "Phantom Eight Shovels", the shovel shadow waved, roared again and again, and shouted angrily: "The ghost head helps the disciples break through separately, and they are not allowed to fight." ”

Hearing that the ghost wanted to break through, the evil slashing blade in Wang Heng's hand turned around leisurely, and suddenly rushed forward. The body shape is slightly oblique, with the left foot as the point and the right foot as the wheel, and the sixteen legs of the whirlwind are violently kicked, and the direction of the forward stab of the evil blade is stabbed, and it is swept towards the ghost in a half-circle.

The iron rod-like legs brought gusts of wind, like old vines entangled in trees around the Onisu. And the slashing blade is more like the sharp teeth of the evil shark, biting up and down, killing the teeth and teeth, and striking more and more.

Although the ghost gave the order to let his gang break through, he himself did not have the idea of breaking through, and after living in the gang for a long time, he had put the safety of his gang brothers first.

Seeing that Wang Heng's legs and blades were attacking together, and the wind and rain were intertwined, he knew that the time had come to fight hard. I saw him holding a heart horizontally, clenching his teeth, exposing his green muscles, and highlighting the blush on his emaciated face, which was a manifestation of his life's skills to the extreme.

The double-edged shovel in his hand flashed sixteen shovels wildly, from top to bottom, the shovels were connected, and in an instant, they were arranged into a brilliant match, like a waterfall pouring wildly, and the roaring attack came to the front of Wang Geng. Yes, this is the most powerful trick in the life of the ghost--- "Ghost Waterfall Illusion".

Waterfall-like attacks flickered in front of him, and deadly winds swept wildly around him. Wang Hengda shouted, his body did not retreat, but advanced, and he was so resolute and sensitive. Like a starlight on the horizon, before the human eye could see it, it had already burst into the shadow of a waterfall-like shovel.

The left hand is in a very small space, and the tip of the right elbow is slightly waved, and the strength is transmitted into the right hand like electricity in an instant, and the strength in the original right hand is combined into one, and the nine blades in the evil blade are combined into a knife, and the double-edged shovel is like a waterfall from top to bottom.

In the continuous deafening critical sound, under the rough and wild nine-knife counter-slash of the evil blade, the last "ghost waterfall illusion" of the ghost "Phantom Eight Shovels" was instantly broken.

The huge collapse force caused the ghost's double-edged shovel to spin away from the front of him, and fled to a startled night bird. The ghost screamed in fright, and his right hand worked hard, pulling back with all his might, trying to return the double-edged shovel to its original move trajectory.

But at that moment, Wang Heng's evil slashing blade split the double-edged shovel at the same time, and the power that was originally transmitted into his right hand was split into two in an instant.

Two different forces acted on the Evil Slashing Blade at the same time, causing the Evil Slashing Blade to tremble slightly, "buzzing" and singing, as if it had produced life.

Yes, this is the manifestation of the spiritual effect of the Demon Slashing Blade on the blade.