From the moment that unstoppable sword intent bombarded, the unprepared black-robed man was extremely stunned in his heart,

But after all, he was the best among the ghost cultivators, and he turned around sharply without hesitation, twisting his wrist hard, and it was twisted violently, and the claw-like object that didn't look like a human palm was even more weird and hideous at the moment.

The black bone claw that grabbed the little girl was drawn behind her in an instant, and the surging ghost qi that was far stronger than just now suddenly surged up and down, and the claw shadow that rose from the thick black qi rushed forward to meet it.

The crazy ghost qi is constantly churning, this is the black-robed man's unreserved all-out grasp, it is by no means comparable to the posture when he held the little girl alive before, the space with the black-robed man as the center is full of aura vibrations, and countless black winds are spreading wildly around.

A small hellish scene was formed in the terrible howl, and those who were not strong enough were afraid that they would be frightened and delirious at the moment of sight.

Since ancient times, the ghost cultivation is to take the weird and dangerous way, especially good at spiritual attacks, with the extremely weird ghost road runes, every move and every move is full of dangerous atmosphere, so that people are unable to guard against it, even if it is a monk with stronger overall strength, if he lacks experience in dealing with ghost cultivation, he is often caught off guard and defeated.

But in the face of such a terrifying ghost cultivation method, the extremely powerful sword intent, not only was not half afraid, but even brighter and brighter with the growth of the black qi in front of him, and the black and white colors blended together to form an invincible sword intent like day and night, bombarding straight with an extremely terrifying killing intent.

Rumble!

A sound like heavy thunder in the clouds sounded in the corridor of the courtyard, and the fierce wind rushed straight from the ground to the top, directly bombarding the upwards, and the aftermath of the instant was actually spread to a distance of more than ten zhang away, and the rows of trees that were clinging to the wall suddenly collapsed one after another.

Wisps of black qi rushed up from the corner of the wall, and looming cracks appeared in mid-air, and the black-robed man was almost completely broken under the impact of the prohibition arranged in the courtyard at this moment.

The black-robed man trembled, his eyes showed a look of disbelief, a touch of cyan flashed from his face, and he spat out scarlet blood, and his figure was almost unstable at once, and the whole person was like a weed under the wind. He roared wildly, and darkness poured out from under his robes, apparently using all his Dao strength to the limit.

The next moment, the terrifying black and white sword shadow that instantly crushed the ghost claws suddenly made a detour, and the sword body swept from the side as soon as it turned, as if it was a palm ready to slap a fly to death, and slapped towards the side of the black-robed man with extremely terrifying speed and power.

With a sweep, the black-robed man's entire body flew several feet to the left, and a series of explosions sounded as he glided in mid-air, like the sound of bones and flesh breaking apart.

"How is this possible!"

The face of the black-robed man who staggered to the ground was full of horror, as if it was not a human being who attacked just now, but some unknown monster that was much more terrifying than his ghost cultivator, and his heart was full of astonishment and disbelief, just now, if it weren't for the way of ghost cultivation, which has always regarded the body as a skin and focused on the spiritual soul, the dependence on the body is not too high, and he is afraid that he will lose it on the spot in an instant due to the collapse of his internal organs.

He is a demon demon cultivator, but he is one of the best seven-fold ghost cultivators in the demon general's subordinates, and even in the face of the interception of the eightfold cultivator, he is confident that he can retreat with his whole body, but now he can't even stop the comer's move!?

The black-robed man retreated backwards like a storm, just because the terrifying black and white sword intent in front of him was like a maggot on the tarsal bone, constantly enveloping him, and this sword intent that tore through all the black qi as soon as it appeared made his eyes faintly painful, and his skin withered as if it had been sucked dry, which actually made him feel the fear of looking at the sun that he hated the most.

When his vision was blurred for a moment, he faintly saw a young figure slowly walking out of the rubble, and another barely visible figure flashed behind him, and shot towards the girl who collapsed to the ground with a whoosh.

A crazy roar sounded, and as a cloud of black gas overflowed from between his five fingers, the aftermath of the sword intent subsided, and the black-robed man finally drove out the sword intent that invaded under the flesh and skin, so that he would not die on the spot all at once.

But the face of the black-robed man who barely saved his life was extremely ugly at the moment, and the black robe that covered the figure was almost half shattered, revealing the ordinary face of the ghost who had always hated to show people.

The figure that quickly swept through the pile of rubble formed by the collapse of the building landed steadily beside the girl who was barely awake, and a hand so beautiful that people stopped breathing stretched out and hugged the girl from the waist board, her beautiful face was full of nervousness, and she called in a low voice: "Xiaoqian, bear with me, Sister Xiaoyue will help you heal now, I won't let you have anything to do." ”

Such a scene of sisterhood did not fall in the sight of the black-robed man, in other words, in normal times, the black-robed man who has always liked to destroy the beautiful ghost will only mock it, and then use the most vicious means to torture it, so as to show his attainments in ghost cultivation.

But at this moment, the black-robed man no longer had the leisure to pay attention to the things not far away, just because a few feet away from him, there was a young man who was obviously not very old and wearing black armor, and this young man who exuded a dangerous aura with a knife in his eyes was full of a huge killing intent that made people's hearts palpitate.

The target of the killing intent was obviously the black-robed man. This killing intent surged towards the opposite side like a wave of the sea, and the almost substantial killing intent made the surrounding air almost freeze.

Although it is not the way of ghost cultivation, it seems to be deeper and darker than ghost cultivation. Being in it is like falling into the way of an animal, that is, the fear of never being born emerges from instinct.

The black-robed man's eyes showed a subconscious fear that even he couldn't detect, and then he was suppressed by the arrogance and self-esteem of being a sevenfold ghost cultivator, and his face became extremely ugly, and he couldn't accept the momentary gaffe just now.

Ye Wen turned his head slightly, his eyes slightly condensed to look at the girl who was covered with scars not far away, looking at the blood-colored clothes on the girl's body, as well as the miserable skin exposed on the broken hole, the originally smooth skin was full of wounds at the moment, and some parts of the skin and flesh were turned out, which was miserable.

At this moment, Ye Wen remembered the last words of his father-in-law before his death, asking him to take good care of Xiaoqian, and remembered the miserable days when the two of them never gave up on each other, and survived strongly and happily until now, and not long ago he was full of joy and prepared to let Xiaoqian live a good life, and from then on away from the pain and sorrow, he couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart.

"Xiaoyue, how is Xiaoqian's injury?"

The boy's voice was unusually calm in the hoarseness, like the calm that preceded a storm without showing signs of disaster.

Xu Xiaoyue's hand was tightly placed on the girl's back, and a huge and vibrant cyan Dao power poured into the girl's body, looking at the insistent smile squeezed out of the girl's face in her arms, she took a deep breath and said, "With me, it will be fine, I will not let her have anything!"

Then he turned his head and looked at the black-robed man, his eyes burst out with a strong killing intent, and he said with a chill: "Don't let him die so happily!"