Feng Haochen stabilized his figure in time, tilted his body, and Gui Xuanyue's black sword pierced his shoulder, missing his body. But blood poured out from the wound on Feng Haochen's shoulder, soaking his clothes. He pulled out Gui Xuanyue's black sword with his leg, his expression stern.
"I have said it myself, there are almost no people in Didong who can kill him. Do I think I can kill him?"
Feng Haochen's blood was like a flame, dissipating all the yin energy of the ghost Xuanyue Black Sword. The black sword made bursts of hissing sounds, as if it had encountered some nemesis. Painful wails came from the black sword, and then The black sword emitted bursts of red smoke and broke into two pieces.
"My black sword has sealed the souls of many people, and I'm afraid I have killed at least a thousand people." Feng Haochen's voice was mixed with anger. The black sword may be useful to other people, but it is not useful to him at all. It won't hurt the root.
Gui Xuanyue stared at Feng Haochen in panic. He was horrified to find that he had lost control of the wrong sword. But he quickly calmed down and said fiercely: "No one can kill me. Because of the formation of heaven and earth, if I am in his ethereal ghost realm, I will be an ordinary golden elixir." How should I deal with him in the Nascent Soul stage?"
Gui Xuanyue also rushed into the ethereal ghost realm, and the gloomy aura around him rolled in like a tide all over the sky. Thousands of ghosts appeared, roaring with teeth and claws, and swept towards Feng Haochen.
Feng Haochen gasped slightly and threw away Gui Xuanyue's black sword. He turned to look at Mu Yu and said seriously: "Mu Yu, remember! No matter what happens, don't fall into a state of killing."
Feng Haochen knew that Mu Yu would fall into an unconscious state once his mood fluctuated. Although that state would unintentionally enhance Mu Yu's ability, it would have nothing to do if he became red. He didn't want Mu Yu to lose it there. own consciousness.
A flying sword as light as water appeared in Feng Haochen's leg. The sword was called Qingxian. The sword was red in color and exuded the soft light of liquid stilbene, but it could not hide its sharp edge. The first time Mu Yu saw the flying sword, he was in school. That morning, he secretly ran to test his talent. The spirit test stone did not show color. He thought his talent was gray, otherwise Feng Haochen could use that flying sword. He illuminated the spirit-detecting stone with his sword, allowing Mu Yu to see his true purple talent.
"Master." Mu Yu murmured. Once he couldn't restrain himself, he would fall into endless killing. He fell into it when he was in the Monster Forest, and he fell into it when he was in Flowing Water Village, but he woke up in time. And those things seemed to be hidden from Nao Feng Haochen.
Gui Xuanyue's face changed slightly when she saw the flying sword in Feng Haochen's leg. After all, he was facing a true god from the third level continent. Even though his cultivation was one level lower than his own, he did not dare to underestimate him. "It is said that the Nine-Yin of the Heavenly Sword is unparalleled in the world and has killed five Yumeng demon clan spirit masters. He would like to learn about the Nine-Yin of the Heavenly Sword that is unparalleled in Tiandong!"
Gui Xuanyue made a move with his leg and held the soul-gathering flag in his leg. The soul-gathering flag was filled with gloomy energy. As soon as it came out, it would wail all over the field. It was like the ghost flag of Jiuyou Huangquan. The ghost energy from heaven and earth was constantly directed towards him. Gather in the legs and go away.
"Uh-huh!"
Ghost Xuanyue's soul-gathering flag flickered, and countless ghost shadows roared at Feng Haochen, opened their ugly mouths, and pounced on Feng Haochen. Those ghostly figures were cultivators who were secretly killed by him. Their resentment turned into the most terrifying murderous aura, like cold frost. Wherever it touched, the trees turned yellow and their vitality was sucked away.
The light string sword in Feng Haochen's leg was divided into nine pieces. Unlike Fu Muyu, who could wield five flying swords at Ruming, he could turn one heavenly sword into nine at the same time. Nine sword shadows soared into the sky, and mysteriously began to evolve into nine sword styles. Each sword style transformed into nine moves, ninety-nine and eighty-one. Countless sword shadows instantly appeared in the sky, swirling in colors.
Luo Chen's mind moves at will, and the sword energy shines brightly, soaring straight into the sky, stirring the surrounding air upside down. He has the cultivation level of Jindan stage, but if he can face Gui Xuanyue of Nascent Soul stage, he can actually use such terrifying sword moves. Isn't Nine-Yin of Heavenly Sword a piece of cake
"Nine-nine returns to one"
The ninth form of the Luochen Sword Technique returns ninety-nine things to one, all things return to their origin, and the great path becomes simple.
Nine swords soared into the sky, and suddenly there was lightning and thunder in the sky and the earth. Nine red dragons were tumbling in the clouds. A majestic aura enveloped everything. Monsters with a radius of hundreds of miles were crouching on the ground. The mighty dragons were overwhelming them. Dare to breathe. The violent aura came overwhelmingly, clearing away all the resentful spirits, and the nine sword shadows suddenly gradually formed a majestic heavenly sword in the air. The Baizhang Heavenly Sword is solemn and solemn, simple and unpretentious, but it thrusts out towards the ghost Xuanyue.
That simple sword was ordinary, nothing fancy.
Gui Xuanyue's face instantly turned extremely red. He was horrified to find that his body had been locked by the heavenly sword. His whole body seemed to be suppressed by a mountain. He wanted to lift his legs, but he found that even if he moved, It is quite difficult to even finger the legs.
He doesn’t understand red, he doesn’t understand red at all! Jian Yingchenfeng clearly has the cultivation level of the Golden Core Stage, so why can he use such a terrifying sword? He himself has already reached the Nascent Soul stage! But in the Nascent Soul stage, he was so terrified that he couldn't block the sword!
His eyes widened. In his eyes, that sword seemed to have transformed into thousands of swords. Each sword blocked his escape. No matter how hard he tried to resist, he could not escape that sword. Unwilling to give in, he roared, but the ten thousand swords in his eyes could pierce him with just one sword!
"boom!"
The terrifying aura spread out with Ghost Xuanyue as the center, and his body was blown into pieces. Strange auras tore through the surrounding space. His body exploded, but there was no blood, and there was endless ghost mist. Come on. An unwilling roar gradually fell away in the black mist, and the arrogant Ghost Xuanyue was instantly buried in the sharp sword energy of the Heavenly Sword.
"Is he dead?"
Mu Yu looked at the sword in shock. The sword of Tianjian Jiuyin Ba Tian Jue Sing was so terrifying that Ghost Xuanyue could not even catch Dong Lai and was shattered into pieces! The Master used the Heavenly Sword Jiuyin, who was at the Golden Core stage, to easily defeat Gui Xuanyue in the Nascent Soul stage with just one sword. Does that negate the true power of the Heavenly Sword Jiuyin
Mu Yu has been able to condense five swords so far. Can the master transform nine shadows with one sword, and the nine shadows can return to one yuan? Then Mu Yu has never been able to use the deepest meaning of the sword technique, because He couldn't understand the mystery of that sword.
The simple and unpretentious Heavenly Sword does not have any gorgeous moves, it is just a simple sword. One sword destroys all things, and one sword dominates the east of the sky. If you block that sword, you will live; if you cannot block that sword, you will die!
Ghost Xuanyue at the Nascent Soul Stage really overestimated herself. His wrong leg was not the true god of the Third Level Continent. Even if his cultivation level was at the Golden Core stage, his Heavenly Sword was filled with brilliant heavenly power. How could it not be so sinister? Can the ghost Xuanyue resist? Wouldn't it be ridiculous if the Nine Guides of the True God's Heavenly Sword could be resisted so easily
The Heavenly Sword turned into a light string again and returned to Feng Haochen's legs. Feng Haochen landed next to Mu Yu. His expression was very haggard, and black energy flashed across his face.
"Master, am I okay?"
Mu Yu could move, he supported Feng Haochen, looking at the black energy on his face, he felt extremely heartbroken. The master's Nine Luochen Styles have already reached a state of perfection. Transforming nine shadows with one sword is no problem at all, but given Master Ruming's cultivation, it seems that using that sword consumed a huge amount of his physical strength.
"I haven't used the sword for a long time, and my body is rusty. He will also be restricted in the ethereal ghost realm, but it is impossible to block his sword, and he will not die so easily."