In the fight just now, Jian Xuming's long sword was broken by the opponent's green and hairy hands, and even the Yuanli sword net that was arranged was torn apart by the opponent. It seems that the power of the ghost king's ghost claws He is so extraordinary that he can even repel the Yuan Qi. His ghost king magic skill is really cold and vicious, and his moves are very vicious.
Jian Mingxu's sudden change of moves, the momentum was great, the sword light shot straight for thousands of miles, the sword intent soared into the sky, the long sword in the hand was like a torrent of flood, the Yuan force was surging, the golden light flashed on the arm, and the whole body was replaced by golden color, A rain of needles formed, and this time it was a dense rain of swords.
The sky was completely replaced by the sword rain. Wherever the sword rain went, the ground was completely transformed into sword rain by this elemental force, making small holes one by one. The ground became bumpy at this time, and the others all took a dozen steps back to avoid being affected.
"Good swordsmanship!"
"The 'Thirteen Wind Chasing Swords' of the Lihuo Sect can make you cultivate to such an extent, you are definitely a first-class genius, but it is not enough to hurt me!"
The ghost king grabbed the ghost claws in the air, and the sword rain that was overwhelming him was torn apart by his ghost claws. These sword rains couldn't hurt him at all, it can only be said that they couldn't break the ghost king's green hands. With a ghostly aura, the claws seemed to be poured into iron blocks, and they were extremely powerful.
This is the difference in realms. Even with strong moves, it is difficult to form a strong and effective attack effect in the face of the boundless pressure of the realm. Jian Mingxu saw that his "hunting soul" could not break through the opponent's defense at all. Immediately, his body swam away again, the long sword drifted by his side, with a roar, his body shot upwards, wanting to fight in close quarters.
Daodao handprints were pinched out, the long sword was like a flying dragon, the sword energy instantly cut through the surrounding trees, mountains and rocks, large stones rolled down from the surroundings, and the body fell directly in front of the ghost king, his eyes glared, the long sword fluttered, and the sword was lingering , fluttering in white clothes, Jian Mingxu seemed to have realized something, and the sword intent on his body changed here.
If the sword intent just now was completely fierce, that time the sword intent emanating from his body was more domineering and artistic. At this critical moment, Jian Mingxu actually comprehended the artistic conception of the sword, although It can only be regarded as just touching it, and there is still a big gap from the real artistic conception of the sword, but the power has definitely undergone a huge change.
"Take another sword from me! Chase your life!"
Jian Mingxu's sword intent changed. This time, the sword glow lacked a ray of brilliance, but more courageous. In other words, Jian Mingxu found his own direction of sword cultivation. If he didn't die , and will definitely be a determined kendo genius in the future.
The long sword flew out from Jian Mingxu's right hand, and drew an arc in the air. The space was cut by the long sword, and a black slit appeared in front of everyone. This time with the same move, the power has actually increased several times.
With both hands reaching forward, the green-haired upper hand still wanted to take down the flying sword controlled by Jian Mingxu. A dead air suddenly erupted from the green hands, and the temperature around suddenly cooled down, and the dead air began to diffuse to the surroundings in an instant open.
Chen Xuan, who was standing on the ground, immediately felt that this was resentment and death. This was the ghost king who absorbed countless people's wronged souls during his cultivation. Qi made the ghost king's hands grow green hairs.
The long sword was flying rapidly one meter in front of Jian Mingxu, and his body also followed the trajectory of the long sword, and quickly swept away ahead of him, leaning forward with both hands, Yuanli entered the long sword again, and the sword glow In a flash, the long sword pressed down in the air and cut vertically towards the ghost king.
After the Ghost King released his death energy, his body emitted a gloomy and cold elemental force, which continuously rotated around his body. The elemental force was basically divided into gold, wood, water, fire, and earth, and the color was also yellow, blue, reddish brown, but at this time the ghost king emitted The color of Yuanli is actually gray, I don't know which kind of Yuanli he belongs to.
"You look down on me too much, I won't spend time with you anymore, I think you are a junior, you have not used any evil hands, go to hell!" The ghost king's body also swam away quickly, and the strength of his claws increased again. The power is simply described as overwhelming, and the violent pressure suppressed some people on the ground so that they couldn't lift their heads.
This is the real strength of the ghost king, the strength of peeking at the Dao Realm, the ghost king roared, and there was a thunderous sound all around. Gui Li yelled out from the Ghost King's mouth in a loud voice, and immediately grabbed the air with both hands.
The strong fluctuations shattered the trajectory of Jian Mingxu's long sword, and the surrounding space became unstable. Jian Mingxu was shocked, and before his long sword reached his side, he was broken by his aura , the body rolled over, still unwilling, the long sword received his hand, and stabbed straight with one move.
"Junior, go down!"
The ghost king's claws began to grow bigger, and the green claws covered everyone's sight. Above the sky, there were only two ghost claws. The wind was surging, and the air flow was also destroyed by the ghost claws. , and his left hand also slapped Jian Mingxu's long sword, giving the opponent no harm at all. It seems that the ghost king just tested with Jian Mingxu just now. This is the real strength, and Jian Mingxu's long sword is not at all affected by.
"If you want to let me go down, you still can't do it!" The long sword pulled out three sword flowers, and stabbed straight at the two palms that were slapped at him.
"laugh!"
The long sword slashed on the green palm, and a burst of sparks splattered, but it failed to break through the ghost claw. The ghost claw shrank its fingers and grabbed the long sword of Jian Mingxu.
"Crack!"
The long sword was grabbed by the ghost king's single hand, and then there was a click sound. The long sword was pinched into two sections by the opponent's palm. There was no way for Jian Mingxu to withdraw the sword and return to defense, but how could the ghost king give him a chance, and his right hand clapped again. On top of Xiang Jianmingxu's head.
The sound of breaking wind was formed on Jianmingxu's head, and his current long sword was also broken by the opponent. It was impossible to intercept this huge ghost claw with his fleshy palm. The situation was very critical, and Jianmingxu felt the threat of death.
The body exploded, and Rang gave up the attack. The body began to retreat, avoiding the palm of the ghost king. The power of the palm was so powerful that even Jian Mingxu was not qualified to resist it. No wonder he said that he wanted to kill everyone present. people.
Even if Jian Mingxu's strength is at the peak of Yuan Wujing, he may not be his opponent, but at this time, in the hands of the ghost king, he can't even take a single move. Xu is already dead.
But at this time, the ghost king has already killed the killer. After breaking the long sword with two claws, the other one is about to crush the sword Mingxu into a meat paste, and the surrounding space is firmly controlled by him. Jianming retreated quickly, but the distance he moved was not much at all.
This is the realm of Dao Peeping Realm, which can already control some rules of space and restrict the opponent from displaying any martial skills. That is to say, the surroundings are already under the control of the ghost king at this time. An expression climbed onto Jian Mingxu's face.
The pressure of the single palm was getting lower and lower, and Jian Mingxu felt that he was getting closer to death, and the terrified eyes finally appeared, but his arrogant personality could not tolerate the slightest thought of begging for mercy.
The ghost king's eyes showed a cruel expression, and he looked at Jian Mingxu with a bloodthirsty look. It seems that his ghost king's magical skills want to absorb the essence of living people again. I heard that as long as the ghost king has absorbed the essence, only people left A piece of human skin, there is nothing left, Jian Mingxu thought, his scalp became numb, and the frightened expression on his face became stronger.
"Senior Ghost King, please stop. I am not with them. Besides, Senior Ghost King also knows that I am a disciple of the Lihuo School. Presumably Senior Ghost King knows the 'Xiaoyao Jianhanli' of the Lihuo School. I am 'Xiaoyaojianhanli' 'My disciple, Xiaoyao Sword is also my master, if I die, my master will definitely look for you, Senior Ghost King also invites you to be your master!"
When the ghost king's ghost claw was still a foot away from Jian Mingxu's head, Jian Mingxu actually started begging for mercy, and then reported his master's name, so he wanted to survive.