Chapter 457 - Against the Devil
The three of them talked and laughed, and at this time they completely forgot about the ghost's storage, yes, they ignored the ghost's storage, which made those who watched the martial arts also very five-hundred, but they were very relieved.
"Damn, you swarm of ants, looking for death there. Ghost Li naturally saw such a situation, thinking that he was a martial artist at the peak of the half-step soul realm, and he actually ignored it like this, and he couldn't help but be furious.
Lin Yuan looked at the ghost with a somewhat blue face, but he shook his head with a smile, walked out slowly, and then bent his palm lightly at the latter, and the smile on the corner of his mouth gradually became cold.
"Ghost Li, I didn't expect you to rely on coming from the Supreme Sect to intercept us, but it was useless before, and here, the same is true. ”
"In my eyes, you're not qualified to jump in front of me. ”
The green tendons on Ghost Li's face jumped, and his eyes became hideous little by little, and then he laughed fiercely and said, "Okay, then let me see who is not qualified to jump today!"
"Boom!"
The ghostly clothes agitated, and the majestic spiritual power swept out, and in the next moment, he shouted with a gloomy look: "Kill them!"
Bang!
The moment the shouts fell, he had already swept out, his palms clenched, and a black long sword emerged, and a fierce sword aura rose into the sky.
At this moment, countless sword shadows appeared, sword rhymes were generated, and the vibrating air was buzzing.
At their level, sword rhyme is home-cooked, if a martial artist who has reached the half-step Dao Soul realm still does not comprehend the sword rhyme, then, it can be said that he has no hope for the realm of Dao Soul for the rest of his life.
Behind him, those ghostly subordinates also swept out with cold faces, and they were also half-step soul realms, but they were not as strong as ghostly powers, but their own strength was also not able to be small, and in the direction of Cangxiao and Yan Nantian, like eagles and falcons, rushed straight down.
"Come on, let me see how you solved us by yourself!" That Cang Xiao also looked at Luo Li fiercely and sneered.
"Huh!"
What answered him was a fierce sword qi like the Milky Way, the sword qi tore through the sky, and the cold spell made his complexion change suddenly, and as soon as he held his palm, a sword qi emerged.
Clang!
The sword qi stabbed on the long sword, the light flickered, and a deep trace emerged.
Burst!
Cang Xiao and Yan Nantian rushed towards a group of people respectively, countless Jianyun were generated, and above the sky, all kinds of sword shadows also appeared here.
The powerful sword qi of the owner of that Dao Dao, under the shadow of the sword, was as fragile as tofu, and the sword shadow swept by, and it was directly a martial artist who was pierced into the late stage of the Purple Mansion.
A wisp of sword qi attacked, and a martial artist in the ghost team, a little inattention, a sword qi attacked, and saw that it directly penetrated his head, and then, a trace of blood appeared from his forehead.
Some people's faces finally changed drastically, and a trace of horror flashed in their eyes, and they shouted: "Do it!"
Behind him, the martial artists brought by the ghostly power, including more half-step soul realm martial artists, also swept out, majesticly attacked, and shrouded them.
Above the sky, more fierce battles broke out in an instant!
Rumble!
The majestic and powerful spiritual power swept away from the sky like waves, covering the sky and the sun.
Ghost Li held a black long sword, the long sword flashed with a cold luster, obviously a spiritual weapon of not low grade, sharp and sharp, as if it could cut through space, his cold gaze locked on the direction of Lin Yuan, and in a flash, it appeared in front of the latter, and then a sword stabbed out.
This sword, cold air, this sword, seems to be able to daughter-in-law the soul of the other party, countless black sword shadows appeared, at this moment, the momentum of the peak of the half-step soul realm is incisive.
Shout!
The surging sword qi surged, and the long sword directly turned into countless sword shadows, and the sword shadows were like rainbows, covering all the key points around Lin Yuan.
The sword shadow was reflected from Lin Yuan's pupils, and in his black eyes, the color of purple gold flashed in an instant, and in the pupils of his eyes, a fierce color suddenly emerged.
Immediately, his palm suddenly clenched, and a purple-gold light emerged from his palm, turning into a purple-gold long sword, which often appeared, and in the surroundings, countless purple-gold sword shadows were produced, and the sword shadows were extremely sharp, and they could be felt from a long distance.
As soon as this purple-gold Qiankun sword appeared, it came out with a fierce momentum, which made the space tremble slightly.
The purple-gold Qiankun Sword seems to have changed at this time, and the spirituality contained in it is also more sufficient, fitness and halal, as if there is a kind of hunger and thirst.
"Khooth!"
The Qiankun Sword instantly appeared in Lin Yuan's hand, and the sword body was shocked. It seemed that there was a sound full of fierce sword groans, and then Lin Yuan stabbed out with a sword, and the purple-gold light wave carried the endless purple-gold sword shadow like a torrent roaring out from the tip of the sword. The black sword shadow that was overwhelming was instantly swept away.
Swish!
Around the sword shadow, a fierce cold air was permeated, and a little cold light pierced through the surging sword shadow, which actually tore through the space and went straight to the throat of the ghost.
The cold light was approaching, and the ghost's complexion also changed slightly. Obviously, he noticed the amazing lethality of the long sword in Lin Yuan's hand, and immediately took shape, and the black long sword in his hand rushed out.
Above the sword body, there seemed to be countless gray air currents flowing, bringing up a black light, which was incomparably precise on a wisp of cold light.
"It's just you, you have just been promoted to the half-step Dao Soul realm, and you still want to go against me and find the type of death!" Ghost Li's face was cold, and he said coldly.
Clang!
Two swords collide. Spark sputtering. The fierce wind spread, and the space around the two of them seemed to ripple, and the violent spiritual power turned into a hurricane, sweeping away from the place where the two swords were.
The palm of the ghost holding the long sword trembled, and his hideous face became much more solemn, after the real hand. Only then could he feel the feeling of oppression coming from Lin Yuan's body, that kind of power. It is definitely not something that ordinary people who have just stepped into the half-step soul realm martial arts strength can have.
"Bastard!"
Ghost Li gritted his teeth and shouted, "I can't fail!"
"Die for me!"
And just as the ghost shout fell, the moment the ghost force's figure burst in, and in the rapid movement, the ghost force's figure actually turned into two, and a figure suddenly emerged from behind Lin Yuan.
It was the ghost of another black figure, his palms flashed like black thunder and lightning at this time, weighing as much as a thousand catties, and he immediately slapped away angrily at Lin Yuan's vest without hesitation.
This is not the most important thing, the most important thing is that in his left hand, a long sword that exudes a gray sword shadow, and the sword light emitted in it makes Lin Yuan's mind pause at this moment.