Countless sword shadows dissipated, and at this moment, the entire sky was shrouded in countless purple-gold light, and the sword shadows bloomed, emitting a brilliant light.

Countless tiny purple gold aura was shattered by this blow, and the spiritual power was everywhere, as if it was a purple-gold meteor, cutting through the sky.

rumble

Lin Yuan didn't intend to give him a chance to talk nonsense, the Qiankun Sword in his hand shook again, and it erupted with an earth-shattering aura, and a hundred-zhang sword light tore through the sky, shrouding away in the direction of the ghost like lightning.

Ghost Li had just shattered the long river of sword qi, and at this time it was the time to panic, and he couldn't care so much, his body retreated sharply, and the black long sword in his hand also burst out with a surging sword ray, resisting that sword ray.

However, Lin Yuan's long sword was not so easy to resist, and when the sound of gold and iron resounded, his figure was also shocked back by the wolf Bèi, and immediately there was anger and unwillingness in his eyes.

As a disciple of the Supreme Sect, plus what he has learned, it is not at all what they can imagine, why, why is he so strong.

The current ghost is always passive, suppressed by Lin Yuan, and he also took advantage of the time to fight with himself to kill his own subordinates.

This situation made the ghost even more angry, and his heart was full of unwillingness, and all the anger gathered on the long sword in his hand.

He thought that he could easily obtain the Sword Soul Grass in the tomb of the Dao of Death Soul Realm, and Yiqiē's plan was under his control.

It's just that things have changed, obviously beyond his expectations.

This time, I thought that it would be foolproof, so many half-step soul realm martial artists divided into several ways to intercept them, but in the end, they fell short, and they were killed instead.

When he arrived in the center, he fought against Yan Nantian, and it was just a draw, which made the ghost even more unbearable, and he couldn't accept the result.

Up to now, a martial artist from an inferior country, Lin Yuan, who had just stepped into the strength of the half-step soul realm, had a combat power that was shocking, a martial artist of the half-step soul realm, in an instant, was suppressed and abolished by him with thunderous means, and forced him to be such a wolf!

Why is he always so strong? Is he really just a stepping stone for him?

The ghost's eyes were surging violently, he looked at Lin Yuan fiercely, and said sharply: "Lin Yuan, today I will definitely want you to become my defeated general!"

As soon as the voice fell, blood suddenly appeared on the fingertips of the ghost, and the blood was extraordinarily bright, and the taste of blood was also quite heavy, which contained powerful spiritual power fluctuations.

A little bit of blood flowed out from between his fingers, and then dripped on the black long sword in his hand, and at the moment of contact, the sword light emitted by the original black long sword, at this moment, as if he had been thirsty for a long time, suddenly bloomed with endless dark light.

It was an indescribable ghost, the black long sword vibrated in the air, instantly out of the control of the ghost, the sword body shook slightly, and ripples appeared in the entire space.

At this moment, blood flowed out, staining the long sword red with black, making the sword in the hand of the ghost even more weird, and circles of ripples appeared, and even a brief mist appeared in the minds of some warriors.

Snort!

The ghostly long sword danced strangely, and the fingertips brought up bright blood lines, and these blood lines quickly condensed in the void in front of him, and finally converged on the black long sword.

Faintly, it seemed to turn into a bloody sword shadow about a thousand feet or so, and the sword shadow loomed, exuding a bloodthirsty fluctuation, which was quite weird.

On top of the long sword, not only is there a bloodthirsty aura, but there is also a feeling that makes one's soul can't help but want to be absorbed, this feeling makes the bloody warrior have to use spiritual power to resist.

When Lin Yuan saw this scene, his eyes narrowed slightly, but he didn't stop it, but his eyes were still indifferent, and he let Ghost Li show his strongest means, because he not only wanted to defeat Ghost Li, but also completely destroy his confidence, and he wanted to plant that shadow of powerlessness in Ghost Li's heart!

What is the supreme sect, in his eyes, it is nothing at all, and he wants to disappear the ghostly sense of superiority.

Ordinary erasure can't satisfy Lin Yuan.

"Boom!"

The monstrous bloodthirsty fluctuations erupted from the bloody sword shadow, and even the sky turned scarlet with darkness.

"Soul Eater Demon Sword, Soul Eater Blood Sword!"

At this moment, the ghostly face became more and more pale, but the violence in his eyes became heavier and heavier, in front of him, the blood-like sword shadow had swelled to a hundred feet, and the blood flowed on it like a stream, and the smell of terrifying violence was sandwiched in the blood, which made people smell the color change.

And when that kind of blood was extremely thick, Ghost Li suddenly shouted, pinched the sword trick in his hand, and the spiritual power in his body completely poured into the blood-colored black long sword.

Airplanes!

The bloodthirsty sword qi soared into the sky, tearing through the clouds at a height of thousands of feet.

Swish!

The blood-colored sword shadow rushed into the sky with a bang, its speed was extremely fast, only a black and red light could be seen passing by, and then, everyone saw the sword shadow swoop down suddenly, and suddenly the scarlet waves between the heavens and the earth, the monstrous sea of blood condensed behind the long sword, and swept away towards the edge of the forest.

That kind of speed, it's extremely fast.

At this moment, it was as if a blood-colored mist was surging with a strange aura, and there was no way to avoid it.

"Hey, hey. Die!" "Ghost Li looked at Lin Yuan who was locked in with fierce eyes, and immediately grinned, such an offensive is enough to severely damage or even kill a master whose strength has reached the half-step Dao Soul realm, he doesn't believe that Lin Yuan can still escape this catastrophe!

"Give me death!"

In the roaring sound of the ghost, Lin Yuan also raised his head, he looked at the surging sword qi reflected in the pupils of his eyes, in it, although countless sword rhymes were surging, but Lin Yuan's complexion never changed.

The Qiankun Sword in his hand emitted a purple and gold light, and slowly lifted it, countless sword shadows all gathered together, and an extreme peak sword rhyme was displayed in Lin Yuan's hand.

The sword shadow dissipated and converged into a sword shadow, this sword shadow exuded a glowing purple-gold light, and a little spiritual light swayed in the endless darkness.

Bang.

A low sword roar sounded at this moment, as if it came from its body, and then resounded between heaven and earth.

Lin Yuan's palm holding the sword slowly stretched out, and on his shoulder, there seemed to be an endless purple-gold thunder being born, this is the breath of ruining miè, this is a thunder that ruins miè, countless sword shadows are annihilated, as if deriving the world of thunder, and his long sword is also gradually showing a purple-gold color, deep and mysterious.

The Qiankun Sword emitted a light of funds, and finally slapped it lightly at the bloody black sword shadow.

"Sword Five - Annihilation. ”

A low voice sounded in Lin Yuan's heart, and then his black eyes suddenly erupted with lightning and thunder, and the purple-gold light carried the power of destruction.