Chapter 145: Zang Feng

Ye Qingguan raised a long rainbow in the heavenly spirit cover, running through the heavens and the earth, it was the purest internal force, making his eyes breathe fire, and the whole person was like a god, with a majestic breath, domineering the Jedi. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The ghost car also felt the crisis at this time, the momentum on Ye Qingguan's body was too terrifying, and the majestic internal force was simply terrifying, like a volcano erupting out, destroying the world.

Ye Qingguan picked up the heavy sword and stimulated more than a dozen zhang of sword qi in the air, which was almost groundbreaking.

The only three remaining Yamas of the ghost car roared and rushed towards Ye Qingguan at the same time.

More than a dozen king-level killers were dumbfounded, and their hearts were racing, feeling that under the power of that sword, they would be hacked to death in an instant.

Rumble!

A sword fell, and the ground was split into a crack of dozens of feet, seven or eight feet deep, and the last three figures, after holding on for so long, also collapsed and dissipated into powder.

Before the sword qi of the first sword dissipated, Ye Qingguan's second sword fell, endlessly, not giving the ghost car any chance to react at all.

The ghost car was agitated in a black robe all over his body, making a sound of gold and iron hunting, and the ghost lines on his forehead gradually spread at this time, and finally crawled all over his entire face, looking like he was wearing a hideous face, and a pair of green eyes became more and more terrifying.

The sound of ghosts crying wolves sounded here, the ghosts were howling, the ghosts were roaring, countless ghosts appeared here, and the Taoist priests who were killed were also resurrected at this time, turned into walking corpses, and pounced on Ye Qingguan.

Ye Qingguan's momentum was like a rainbow, his whole body was burning with flames, and the purple veins on Mo Yuan's sword body also came to life, like a cluster of purple fire burning, releasing a terrifying sword intent.

Rumble!

Another thick sword qi fell from the sky, as if it was about to split the entire Jade Emperor in half, and the majestic sword qi swept through, directly crushing the Taoist priests one by one, exploding into a cloud of blood mist, blood and bones splashed, indescribably bloody and cruel.

The aura of the ghost car also skyrocketed to its peak, and its face was full of ghost patterns, as if it was wearing a mask, and the ancient sword in his hand was surrounded by black sword qi, making a terrible sword roar.

When!

A sound of impact kept sounding, even though Ye Qingguan opened the three doors and released his potential, he was still blocked by the ghost car.

He had to admire, the stunningness of the Eight Xuanjian was really terrifying, three of them could hold back a demi-saint, and the cultivation of the sword path was terrifying.

But even so, everyone can see that the ghost car is gradually at a disadvantage, and Ye Qingguan is better than a sword with a sword, opening and closing, the momentum is like a rainbow, and the sword qi is like a dragon, splitting all the pavilions.

"Nine Dragons Sword Technique!" Ye Qingguan shouted, the Nine Dragons Sword Technique was cast, and a full hundred and eight dragon-shaped sword qi appeared here, and finally ninety-nine returned to one, turning into a condensed sword light, dozens of zhang long, across the void, filled with an earth-shattering murderous aura.

Reverse scales!

The killing sword in the Nine Dragons Sword Technique was used by Ye Qingguan at this time, and the entire heaven and earth seemed to be dissected.

The hairs on the ghost car's whole body stood up, and a terrible long roar came out of his mouth, piercing the eardrums of the person, and the ancient sword in his hand roared, absorbing the evil qi of all directions, and a sword qi condensed by countless unjust souls, with an unparalleled evil qi, slashed towards the night sky.

Rumble!

There seemed to be a big explosion here, two terrible sword lights collided together, like a round of sun exploded, the dazzling light overshadowed the golden moon, countless sword qi swept away in all directions, the wind was fierce, trees rose from the ground, flying into the distance, the ground was flying sand and stones, and dozens of catties of stones were rolled up.

After a long time, the smoke and dust gradually cleared, and only a large crater appeared here, telling the horror of the battle.

Ahem!

Ye Qingguan covered his mouth, coughed violently, and blood flowed out of his fingers.

His body also trembled with a while, and the immortal in his body was unstable for a while, and he almost collapsed, the price he paid this time was really a bit big.

But when he saw the ghost car in the pit that was even more miserable than him, he smiled, as long as he could kill the ghost car, it was all worth it.

The ghost car struggled to stand up, but his arms were bloody and fleshy, and his white bones and stubble were exposed, as were his legs, which were indescribably miserable.

His green eyes stared at Ye Qingguan gloomily, his eyes were full of anger and grievance, the dignified Eight Xuan Swords, the top swordsmen in the world, were defeated in the hands of two rising stars, if this was spread out, everyone in the world would laugh at it.

The undefeated prestige was shattered tonight.

"Ahem. Ye Qingguan covered his mouth and coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood, but the corners of his mouth were smiling, holding the iron sword upside down, and walking towards the ghost car step by step, without cutting off his head, he was not at ease.

Seeing Ye Qingguan coming step by step, the ghost car let go, so he looked at him for a long time, and sneered: "I admit that you are very strong and very clever, but you are really a mud skull who can kill me?"

"I'm still standing, but you can't stand up, what do you say?" Ye Qingguan looked at him and limped towards him.

The corners of the ghost car's mouth hooked up a touch of evil arc: "The sword blind man, as the top swordsman in the world, once almost became the eight Xuan Swords, do you really think that I can kill him alone?"

When Ye Qingguan heard this, his eyes narrowed slightly.

To be honest, he had doubted this question before, but he hadn't thought about it deeply, and seeing the appearance of the ghost car at this time made him suspicious.

"You mean there's a second person to make a move?" Su Xiaobai looked at the ghost car, his eyes widened.

Ghost Che looked at him with a sneer: "You have seen the sword blind, haven't you noticed that he has two sword wounds on his body?"

Su Xiaobai was stunned, and when he thought about it carefully, there were indeed two kinds of sword wounds on the body of the sword blind man, but one of them was very inconspicuous, plus he was in a turbulent mood and didn't pay too much attention to it, so he ignored the past.

Ye Qingguan's body gradually tensed, so in this mountain forest, there is still an eight-part Xuanjian existence!

And at this moment, Su Xiaobai's exclamation rang out: "Xiao Yezi, behind you!"

Ye Qingguan Huo Ran turned around and saw a figure covered in a black robe standing behind him, unable to see his face clearly, unable to detect any breath, like a ghost, just appeared out of thin air.

Looking at him, Ye Qingguan suddenly remembered a person, when he was in the Sage Mansion, he was surrounded and killed by the killers of the Blood Rain Building in his room, and there was also such a person, who appeared out of thin air, so that he did not notice the slightest qi, even if the last half-saint Yan Bai made a move, he was escaped by the other party.

The person in front of him was similar to the person's breath at the beginning, hidden and invisible, just waiting for the best time to seal his throat with a sword.

"Eight Tibetan Treasures!" Ye Qingguan's eyes condensed slightly, and he slowly spit out five words.