A sword stabbed out, and some stabbed in front of the ghost lord at will. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Sun Hao didn't know how to describe this sword in his heart, because he felt that this sword seemed to be a little too bland, compared to the previous three swords, this sword inevitably seemed too unserious.

Yes, it is extremely unserious, like a child fighting, and like a woodcutter in the mountains holding a machete in his hand and casually chopping down the rotten dead branches in front of him.

No matter who this sword is facing, I'm afraid it won't be taken seriously, because this sword doesn't seem to have the slightest threat, and there is nothing attached to it, aura, battle intent, divine thoughts, and sword moves...... None of this has anything to do with this sword, and I'm afraid that even a foundation building monk who has just learned the sword will laugh dumbly when he sees this sword.

However, the two people present, as well as Sun Hao, who was attached to the flying sword, were not in the mood to laugh at all, they understood that Luo Buxiu would naturally not be untargeted and use such a move, I am afraid that there are other problems in it.

Sure enough, just after stabbing this sword, Luo Buxiu's whole person was a little stunned, as if this sword had drained all his strength, and it was almost difficult to even float in mid-air.

The ghost lord's face was also full of positive color, looking at the flying sword that trembled in front of him after a long time, he clenched the bone spur in his hand, and slowly retreated half a step, this was the first time he stepped back since the two fought!

But this is far from the end, the first step of exiting is gone, there is still a second step, a third step...... In the blink of an eye, the ghost lord had already withdrawn for hundreds of zhang, but the flying sword was also weird, looking trembling and trembling, but it still followed him a few feet away, as if he could stab him with a single effort.

"Hahahaha......" Luo Buxiu, who was standing in the distance, suddenly laughed wildly, "I said, this sword is my strongest sword, it is a sword I sent with my life, and I don't know what it contains, I don't know how powerful it is, and I don't know how powerful it is, and I don't know ...... Can I kill you?"

The sense of defeat on his face could be thickened, but the proud fighting intent did not decrease but increased: "I don't cultivate the Tao at the age of seven, sixty years of Yuanying, eight hundred years to reach this realm of heaven and man, for so many years, I have only cultivated a sword in my hand, and it is only one step away from ascending to immortal, if it weren't for you, I should be in the immortal realm at this time!"

"That's why I want you to die! I want to watch this sword that I have nurtured for eight hundred years cut you off and completely disappear from this world!"

"But it's a pity, this sword has exhausted my eight hundred years of accumulation, exhausted the Dao I have cultivated for eight hundred years, and exhausted my life's cultivation and luck......! It's going to die. ”

After saying this, his eyes slowly closed, his face had turned a miserable white, and the anger in his body suddenly dissipated at this moment, and then he fell straight from the sky, falling into the endless battlefield.

Luo Buxiu actually died like this? Sun Hao couldn't believe it, a person who was still killing the Quartet just now actually said that he would die, and he didn't even explain Ding Ding's last words, just a sword made him lose his life!

What kind of sword is this, it actually made this genius who reached the realm of ascending to the immortal realm fall in eight hundred years, Sun Hao didn't know, although he was attached to this sword at this time, but he really couldn't understand the mystery of this sword at this time, the previous three swords still had a trajectory to follow, but this sword, Sun Hao couldn't understand it at all.

He only knew that the ghost lord in front of this sword had a hideous face, and finally stopped retreating, and this person also understood that this sword was like a tarsal bone, and it was not easy to dodge, but if it couldn't be dodged, then there was only one way to take it.

The figure of the ghost lord slowly froze, standing firmly in the clouds, his face was indescribably cautious, looking at the dark long sword that trembled and flew over, his face suddenly turned pale, and he seemed to concentrate the strength of his whole body together, and slowly handed the bone spur in his hand to the long sword.

Unexpectedly, this collision did not produce much fluctuation, and even a little quietly, only made a few crisp sounds, and when I looked at it again, there was nothing left in the ghost master's hand, and the bone spurs had been shattered, turning into a burst of powder and disappearing into the air.

But the flying sword didn't stop, it still stabbed towards the ghost master, touched his shirt, touched his arm, and stabbed into his body at an extremely slow speed.

The ghost lord finally panicked, it seemed that the threat of this sword to him was fatal enough, only to hear him howl violently, and his body exploded silently, shattering into countless small pieces, and the flesh and blood were blurred, so that the surrounding area was shrouded in blood mist for a few feet.

And in the deepest part of the blood mist, there was a transparent villain who was only two feet high, this villain looked exactly the same as the ghost master, his face was also cautious, and he silently watched the flying sword punch forward.

This is the true appearance of the ghost master, this is the true appearance of this ghost king, and the previous body is just a puppet of his walking world.

Getting rid of the human body, his momentum increased several times suddenly, so that the surrounding space could not withstand his spiritual power, and began to crack inch by inch, and the position where he hit the punch, the space was even more shattered, like a mirror that was shattered, countless fragments were overlapped together, forming a strange space in a small area, I don't know how many layers of broken space were superimposed!

Anyway, Sun Hao just felt that the flying sword he possessed seemed to have entered a never-ending labyrinth, and there were narrow spatial passages everywhere, each leading to a different space, and each space was not known how far away from here.

However, the flying sword did not stop, and continued to stab forward, and there were space debris blocking the way, that is, it stabbed it to pieces, leading to other voids, then it shredded this space and continued to move forward.

I don't know how long it has been, Sun Hao's eyes lit up, and finally found that all the space debris had been left behind him, and there was no trace of it, and the tip of the sword finally stabbed the transparent villain who was still standing in place, maintaining a punching posture, and stabbed the body of the ghost master!

At this moment, Sun Hao suddenly heard the sound of a sword, which echoed over the battlefield, making everyone here hear it clearly.

The strangeness of this sword roar actually seemed to come from above the nine heavens, or rather, it came from above the nine heavens, representing the purest sword Dao intent in the world, moving forward!

The ghost lord's face changed suddenly, and his body suddenly shrank silently, and his body, which was originally only two feet tall, became the size of a grain of rice after such a contraction, and the aura on his body was also reduced countless times, and then disappeared like this! )