Outside the stronghold of Lingyuan Continent.
Li Qingyang, surrounded by thunder and lightning, was fighting with dozens of ghosts in the yellow battlefield.
Although he was surrounded, but with the exclusive magic weapon in hand, not only was he not in any danger, but he would also counter-kill at the right time.
The same is true for Ye Xingchen, Xiao Zuiji and others.
However, there were as many as 5,000 ghosts on the battlefield who came to punish Lingyuan Continent this time, but Wan Guzong only had 40 or 50 ghosts. On average, each person almost fought hundreds of them!
"Boom boom boom!"
At a high altitude, Jun Changxiao was manipulating the mechanical armed wings to fight fiercely with a ghost on the Tianzi battlefield. Sometimes his spiritual thoughts pervaded the bottom, and he frowned slightly: "There are too many battlefield ghosts coming to punish the Lingyuan Continent, right?"
As the Starfall Continent that has been punished N times, the number of battlefield ghosts who come to attack is at most a few hundred, which is completely incomparable with this few thousand.
"Or."
Jun Changxiao secretly said: "I didn't perform enough to kill myself, so I didn't really attract the attention of the upper realm?"
"..." The system was silent.
For a knife that is difficult to unseal, he madly killed tens of thousands of plane warriors, and then frantically stole opportunities, so that the land level was stolen.
Choose any one of these two things, and you will die at your limit!
The system said: "Actually, I have always wondered, why is the host's punishment from the upper realm so light for such a death on the battlefield?"
"Is there something strange about this?" Jun Chang asked with a smile.
The system said: "It was planned by the host to pretend to be dead in the Killing Shura Field. If you want to punish, you have to punish the Starfall Continent. Why did you punish the Lingyuan Continent first?"
"boom!"
Jun Changxiao smashed the light of the flying sickle with a punch, and said, "Maybe the upper realm is blind."
"OK!"
"It's blind."
The system said: "But punishing Lingyuan Continent to send so many battlefield ghosts is completely a hell mode. Why is it easier to punish Lingyuan Continent with only a few hundred people?"
"this… "
Jun Chang smiled and spread his hands, saying: "When something cannot be explained scientifically, it can only be attributed to... I am so handsome."
"Please, I'm talking business!"
"Please, I'm just talking business!"
"..."
"Swipe! Swipe! Swipe!"
The ghost of the Tianzi battlefield that was knocked out rushed again, and the scythe in his hand chopped out a streamer that tore through the space.
Jun Changxiao immediately withdrew his mind and said coldly, "I must get rid of this guy as soon as possible to prevent my disciple from being in danger."
From the current point of view, Wan Guzong has not yet fallen into a disadvantage, but sooner or later he will be suppressed by thousands of battlefield ghosts, so what he has to do is to solve the sky character, and then share more earth characters for his disciples.
Don't say it.
Ding Lao, Jiang Lao and others couldn't bear it anymore.
After all, there are four to five hundred ghosts on the two levels of Dixuan battlefield, if it weren't for the blessing of a suit of equipment, it would have been cold!
"boom!"
"boom!"
When Gongsun Haohai, who was fighting fiercely, was inattentive, he was bombarded down by dozens of Xuanzi battlefield ghosts.
"Oh shit!"
Jun Changxiao puts on the True Yang mask, then holds the True Yang Sword in his left hand and the Dragon Tooth Blade in his right hand, presenting a combination of swords and swords!
"Hoo hoo—"
With the blessing of suits and weapons, a powerful wave of energy explodes!
"call out!"
Jun Changxiao exploded and flew away, the True Yang Sword and Dragon Tooth Blade tore apart the space, and immediately faced the incoming streamer!
"Break! Break! Break!"
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
The two forces exploded at a high altitude, and suddenly billows of dust and power arose.
"call out-----"
Jun Changxiao jumped out of it, and then got close in an instant, raised his sword and angrily slashed at the ghost on the Tianzi battlefield, roaring as if all fighting depended on roaring: "Die!"
"call!"
"call!"
The light of the sword suddenly shone in the sky, and cut across the thick armor in a criss-cross pattern.
"Zizizi!"
"call out----"
Sword light and knife light splashed out.
Jun Changxiao flashed his body and appeared out of thin air a few feet behind the ghost on the battlefield, the sword in his hand drooping naturally.
He lowered his head slightly, and a few strands of black hair danced in the wind.
This is not an artificial wind, but a natural wind brought about by a psychic riot.
The planar fighters who were watching the battle of the disciples of the Wangu sect raised their heads after hearing the movement.
what's the situation
Why did that guy and the battlefield ghost stand still
"Ka——"
Suddenly, there was a cracking sound.
The ghost armor of Tianzi Battlefield with its back facing Jun Changxiao suddenly cracked, revealing the marks of crooked cross swords.
Everyone's eyes widened.
"Ka Ka Ka!"
The speed at which the armor cracked accelerated, and in the end, countless tiny fragments were completely cracked under the eyes of everyone, and then scattered on the ground.
"died!"
"The ghost on the Tianzi battlefield was wiped out by Jun Changxiao!"
"My God, this is too fast!"
Just when everyone was shocked, Jun Changxiao turned into a streamer and flew away at a high speed. With the knife in his hand, he wiped out dozens of ghosts on the Xuanzi battlefield who besieged Jiang Xie!
"All die for me!"
"boom!"
"boom!"
The light of the sword filled the air, and wherever it passed, the ghosts of the battlefield, regardless of whether it was the word "di", "xuan" or "yellow", were all chopped into pieces!
The plane warriors gasped.
This kind of massacre with a crushing posture instantly reminded many people of the previous opportunity to make a move, that guy carried out a frenzied killing scene with a weapon engraved with words!
coming!
The demon who slaughtered 20,000 people is back!
At this time, if you are fighting against a warrior, you will definitely be scared to death by Jun Changxiao.
However, it is the battlefield ghosts who are fighting against Wan Guzong. They are not cowardly. As long as the upper realm does not issue an evacuation order, they will fight to the end, even to the death!
"brush!"
"brush!"
Seemingly aware of Jun Changxiao's super strength, the ghosts in the surrounding battlefield gave up attacking Li Qingyang and others, and rushed forward with weapons and strength.
All of a sudden, thousands of battlefield ghosts pressed down from all directions.
Jun Changxiao stood where he was, and instead of evading, he retracted the Dragon Tooth Blade.
"Hoo hoo!"
Suddenly, a strong sword force was released from the whole body, spreading to the surroundings.
After Zhou Hong felt the momentum, his eyes were filled with astonishment.
"What a strong sword!"
"This guy... is he also a sword cultivator?!"
"Hoo hoo—"
At this moment, the sword force spread out, and the armor fragments, stones, dust, and even branches and leaves scattered on the ground were touched, as if shrouded by some kind of force, and then slowly floated up.
"what's the situation!"
"Why did everything on the ground float up?"
"What does this have to do with kendo?"
The Plane Warrior looked dazed.
What a sword repairer cultivates is a sword, why does the sharp sword force interfere with every plant and tree!
"brush!"
Jun Changxiao lightly raised the True Yang Sword, and the floating fragments, stones and other objects flew one after another, and suddenly formed a glow like cloth strips in midair!
Zhou Hong exclaimed: "The second form of returning to the sect of ten thousand swords, all things are swords!"
There are not many powerful sword skills in Wan Guzong, and there are only two kinds that are really used for cultivation. One is Lingjian Shenjue, and the other is Wanjian Guizong.
Zhou Hong has always been comprehending Lingjian Shenjue quietly, and rarely comprehending Wanjian Guizong, because it is very difficult to cultivate only one advanced sword skill to the extreme, so why would he want to practice two together.
"brush!"
"brush!"
The dense sword lights flew like locusts.
Although the fighters are far enough away, they all stand on end when they see the flowing light enveloped by the power of the sword.
This amount, this intensity!
If you come to attack yourself, you will definitely be stabbed into a sieve!
"brush!"
"brush!"
The battlefield ghost didn't realize how terrifying the dense sword light was, and still gathered all kinds of energy to kill it.
Jun Changxiao said coldly: "This is the first time I use everything as a sword, and today I will use you to sacrifice to the sky!"
"Shhhhhh!"
"Shhhhhhh-"
Thousands of streamers shot away, leaving tiny sword marks in the space!
"Ding ding ding ding ding!"
In an instant, countless sword lights shot away, and the crisp sound resounded like a beautiful rhythm.
The fighters gradually opened their mouths, because they witnessed how nearly a thousand battlefield ghosts in armor were stabbed into sieves!
The picture is too gorgeous, too spectacular!
"Plop!"
"Plop!"
A battlefield ghost fell to the ground riddled with holes.
"..."
The expression on the plane warrior's face remained dull.
Before Zhou Hong killed hundreds of people with one sword, it had already shocked them. Now that Jun Changxiao killed thousands of people, it must have deeply shocked the mind and soul again!
Damn!
terrible!
If you come back to be a spectator in the future, you must prepare the medicine to protect your heart!