The continuous sword light seemed to form a whirlpool, absorbing all the black qi from the bone claws that came over, devouring it completely, and the terrible howl that was originally scattered throughout the courtyard accompanied by the black qi suddenly stopped, as if a person who was desperately roaring was strangled by the neck when he was about to raise his volume.

Immediately afterwards, the black and white sword light that devoured the black qi was faintly exuding wisps of ghost qi, and the speed of the shrouded was even more abruptly accelerated, and in an instant, it rushed to the front of the black-robed man like a dragon.

Seeing that his proud trick was easily broken, the black-robed man who couldn't help but lose his mind for a moment suddenly had an omen of death in his heart, and then he was quickly awakened by the fear of it, and his bloodstained face was distorted into an inhuman shape, and he poked out with fear and hysteria while screaming madly.

This claw, rushing like thunder, the speed is almost so fast that people can't see the afterimage, and even seems to be faster than Ye Wen's dragon-like sword intent, the heaven and earth aura around the fingers is crazy to transform into ghost qi, wrapped around the slender nails, the cold light is shining, and a little bit of flame like a ghost fire gathers on the fingertips of the five fingers.

At the same time, his body was even more shriveled like a skin that had been drained of water, and the human skin covering the skeleton rolled up layers of wrinkles, and there was an eerie smell.

The black-robed man obviously couldn't care about the original intention of retreating, and the only thought that occupied his mind now was that even if he was seriously ill afterwards and his cultivation regressed, he must suppress the enemy's arrogance, and if he didn't accept the move without the will to fight to the death, he was afraid that he would become a lonely ghost in the next moment, and he would die blindly.

The black-robed man, who began to burn his essence and blood, screamed like a madwoman: "I am the number one henchman of the Demon General's subordinates, how could I lose to a nameless guy like you for no reason-"

However, when Bai Sensen's bone claw collided with Ye Wen's black and white sword light under the black qi, the black-robed man suddenly found that his bone claw phantom gradually lost its strength like mud into the sea, and the ghost qi formed by extracting the essence and blood of his body was frantically weakened with the distortion of the black and white whirlpool, and the Dao power in his body became disordered in an instant, and it became difficult to control.

There was a look of horror in his eyes, and the courage that had just surged up was suddenly swept away, his wrist twisted vigorously, and he subconsciously wanted to pull the bone claw away, but he found that his hand was as if it was locked, and it was difficult to move, and what was even more terrifying was that the Dao power in the body and the essence blood were actually stirred and swallowed by the other party's black and white vortex.

Between the black-robed man and the young man, a cyclone suddenly arose like a storm roaring out, and at the moment when the black and white light was intertwined, I saw the sword blade and finger claws rubbing wildly, and a little bit of fire splashed out.

Boom!

The sharp and slender fingers and claws are shattered inch by inch.

A look of disbelief flashed in the eyes of the frightened black-robed man, what kind of sword intent was this!?What kind of rune Dao!?How could it be so weird and unpredictable, even colder than the most icy Dao power he had ever seen in his life, even colder and darker than the ghost Dao he had studied with all his might, and even faintly restraining the ghost Dao cultivation he had honed for decades.

It seems to be from the same origin, but it is more like it is from a higher level of existence, so that his lifelong cultivation is useless and he is beaten to the point that he loses his armor, and at the moment when the two forces collide, it seems that the victory or defeat is already doomed.

If it weren't for that, how could I, who was confident that I would be able to escape calmly even in the face of an eightfold powerhouse, be completely suppressed so simply!?

Could it be that this young man in front of him was a thousand-year-old ghost in disguise? Or was he a reincarnated person who escaped from the crack in the Yellow Spring? Otherwise, how could he easily devour the ghost qi that could not enter the Five Elements Aura!?

According to the information collected by the intelligence network of Hook Soul City, the military of Chiba City has been studying the art of ghost paths for a long time, and even secretly captured the lone ghost cultivator to torture the secret, which is also one of the fuses for the complete rupture between the two cities, but in the known news and intelligence, it can be confirmed that even after hundreds of years of research, the other party has always been slow because of too many differences in attributes.

The reason why the demon general secretly sent someone to investigate and spy was just to use these "failed works" to obtain the rune techniques of Chiba City in turn, after all, it was the product of the power of the city, even if it was a failure, it would definitely leave the mark of the maker.

According to speculation, there may be the essence and blood of the existence of the Chiba Castle Lord integrated into it, then it is even more precious, and the strategic significance is self-evident, if you can take this opportunity to spy on the true essence of this city lord, it will definitely be able to lay the foundation for victory in the future battle to destroy the city.

But looking at this young man's terrifying strength and the Dao power that faintly restrained the ghost cultivation, could it be that the plan that seemed completely fantastical in the eyes of Soul Hook City had really been realized!?

Rumble!

The sword intent was at the head, and the black-robed man instantly had goosebumps all over his body, as a ghost cultivator who regarded the body as a skin, and tortured his body every day to repeatedly experiment with the method of ghost cultivation, it was theoretically impossible to produce such an ordinary person's reaction, which was obviously due to the extreme fear of the mind, which made the mental and mental will disordered, so that the spiritual connection that had long been severed from the body was unconsciously reconnected.

The black-robed man stared at the young man who stood in place as if he was about to step on a bug to death, and at the moment of life and death, an unwilling thought gushed out from the bottom of his heart, especially he couldn't tolerate that he died so humblely, so dishonorably and dishonorably.

If this sword is struck, you will surely die.

This thought made the black-robed man's consciousness almost stagnant and frozen, and his face was distorted and extremely hideous, suddenly, his eyes opened suddenly, a flash of determination flashed in his wide eyes, he bit his tongue, and then looked up to the sky and screamed wildly.

The wounds of his shriveled body suddenly opened, and the black blood gushed out with the black qi, and the whole body was instantly dyed into the color of the night, and the originally weak and disordered aura suddenly soared, becoming extremely violent and open, and when his eyes were opened to the extreme, his eyeballs suddenly shattered, and two pillars of blood poured out.

An extremely dark thought rose in the corridor of the courtyard, and the wisps of black smoke sprayed upwards seemed to symbolize the resentment of the black robe's fever, and the momentum of the ghost crying and howling greeted the black and white sword intent that was slashed at the head.

At this moment, a trace of pleasure flashed in the heart of the black-robed man whose body began to crumble and shatter, he could already imagine that this arrogant and strong terrifying young man showed a frightened look, this move almost blew himself up and only high-level ghost cultivators knew how to use it, although the price was extremely terrifying and irreparable, but it had the terrifying lethality that even the eightfold cultivators did not dare to take head-on.

But this glimmer of pleasure completely collapsed in the next moment, but it was replaced by the stunned thoughts in the black-robed man's mind.

I saw that the black and white sword light that was split down at the moment seemed to echo the black smoke rising up, and the sword intent also suddenly soared, and the surging black gas was like a catalyst, making the already violent sword light even more powerful, and it actually directly tore off the claw shadow that the black smoke was about to form, and slashed down fiercely.