My Wife Is The Leader Of A Demonic Cult Chapter 145

The two stared at each other, but did not speak.

In the eyes of others, the two of them were almost evenly divided by the previous move, but He Chen knew that he had a slight disadvantage.

He Chen looked at his palm and said softly, "Your strength has surpassed that of Yan Shaoshan back then."

The wind was getting stronger and stronger, and it ruffled their hair and clothes.

The people who were playing around didn't know where they disappeared for a long time, and there were only some people in the rivers and lakes who hid in the distance and watched quietly, not daring to blink, for fear of missing the battle that would shake the rivers and lakes.

Yan Shaoshan was the old man who taught An Jing Daluo's mind at the beginning.

To be honest, when he rescued Yan Shaoshan, Yan Shaoshan didn't say anything about the true teaching, the involvement and grievances between the Daluo faction, just taught him this mental method.

Although this Daluo mentality is broken, it is also a real martial arts mentality, and the energy is long and long, and it is indeed very suitable for him, and has always helped him cultivate to the first-rank realm.

The next moment, the Evil Suppressing Sword in An Jing's hand shook.

"Buzz!" "Buzz!"

A soft chant sounded, and then spread toward the heavens and the earth.

"call out!"

A cold sword light spewed out from the blade and charged towards He Chen.

Thousands of sword lights came surging, endlessly, endlessly.

He Shen suddenly felt a huge pressure, and his internal force surged to the palm of his hand in an instant, and then pushed forward fiercely.

"Bang bang bang bang!"

This palm was shot, and the black and white light shone, forming a stalwart gossip picture.

He did not choose to fight recklessly, but chose to defend.

The swordsman of the fifth realm, coupled with the power of the incomplete Suppressing Evil Sword, and the tyrannical body of the ghost swordsman...

All in all, he knew that the ghost swordsman in front of him was a very difficult master.

The violent sword energy overflowed and hit the gossip map fiercely, and a huge sound broke out under the collision of the two phases. I saw that the gossip map was as stable as a rock, standing still.

He Chen's face was as calm as water, without the slightest disturbance, and his inner strength still flowed into the palm of his hand.

"You can't stop it."

An Jing's eyes were indifferent, but the evil-suppressing sword in his hand flew out suddenly.

Hundred-step flying sword!

The Hundred-Step Flying Sword is not one move and one style, but a conventional sword technique, so that even if the sword is out of the palm of the hand, it can still be manipulated, and can even be in a state of being arbitrary.

But there are very few people who can actually reach the ninth realm of the Hundred-step Flying Sword, and even rarer to reach the tenth realm.

After the Zhenxie Sword escaped, pieces of terrifying light appeared, and then it continued to rotate, spinning faster and faster. It was only a moment, and it was impossible to see its figure, like a group of rapid and violent And go the arrows.

"Chi-chi! Chi-chi!"

The moment the tip of the Zhenxie Sword touched the Bagua map, the two seemed to be in a stalemate.

But at the next moment, a sharp cold energy was released from the body of the Evil Suppressing Sword.

"Crack! Kick!"

I saw that there were dense cracks in the gossip map, and then it burst open with a 'bang'.

He Chen only felt that a great strength was transmitted from his arm to his internal organs, and his footsteps retreated toward the rear.

"not good!"

He Chen's heart twitched, and subconsciously avoided it to the side, the cold light pierced the air and stuck to his sleeve robe.

"Tear--!"

He Chen's black robe was tattered and tattered in an instant. If he hadn't reacted in time, his arm might have been twisted in half by the chaotic sword light.

Zhenxie Sword went and returned, stabbing He Shen.

The sword light was chaotic, the figures flickered, and the battle was indistinguishable for a while.

"Puff! Puff!"

Suddenly, He Chen felt that his heart was beating rapidly, and the beating was completely uncontrollable.

"Yulin, stop him!"

He Shen hurriedly shouted to the Great Master Yulin in the distance.

Yulin Dazheng was slightly stunned. Originally, he thought why Shen's shot must be guaranteed, but he didn't expect that the ghost swordsman would be at a disadvantage.

Hearing He Chen's words, his reaction was also very fast. He threw the dust in his hand, turning into hundreds of silver lights and rushing towards An Jing.

An Jing controlled the Zhenxie Sword with one hand and pointed forward with the other.

A golden light rippled out from behind him, imposing and indestructible, as if carrying great wisdom and great compassion.

"Buddhist body training martial arts!?"

When Dashen Yulin and Master Moyun saw this, their hearts were shocked.

Who is this ghost swordsman?

Not only does he know the Hundred-Step Flying Sword of the Guigu School, but he also knows the Buddhist training martial arts, and it seems that this Buddhist training martial arts is even better than the Vajra Indestructible Body.

The pointing light is mighty, like a boundless flame burning, with a crisp sound from it.

Jiuyang Divine Finger! Phoenix Chaohuang!

The next moment I saw a phantom of a firebird oscillating out, surging towards the front.

The firebird passed by, and the silver light in front was instantly burned to ashes.

"So strong!"

Yulin Dazheng's complexion changed, and he didn't dare to have the slightest reservation to rush towards the Firebird in front of him.

This finger An Jing used 80% of his strength, but with his golden bones perfect and the blessings of the two major martial arts of the Tianwu level, the masters of the ordinary smallpox realm are naturally not his opponents.

"Tom!"

The firebird rushed past, directly repelling the Yulin Dazheng, so embarrassed.

On the other side, He Chen took advantage of this kung fu to take a breath, slapped the Evil Suppression Sword flying with one palm, and then suppressed the beating of his heart in his body, but despite this, he still felt a sweetness in his mouth.

"Wow!"

Blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth, and He Chen felt a lot better.

"Ta Ta Ta..."

An Jing was connected to the Zhenxie Sword, and his footsteps also retreated toward the rear, and he grasped the returning Zhenxie Sword.

Seeing this, An Jing did not hesitate and ran towards the distance.

Lou Xiangzhen didn't know where the old thing was hiding, and he didn't know how many masters were behind him. It was obviously unsafe to stay here at this moment, so it would be better to leave this place quickly.

"Where to go!?"

Suddenly, a cold drink came from a distance, and the icy sword light suddenly appeared, like a stab of ice awl.

Not far away, a figure with a female crown appeared.

The person here is really the Jade Nine Great Master of Zhenyi Teaching.

An Jing stretched out his palm, and the golden light flowed on the surface of his body, directly shattering the icy sword energy, and his eyes became cold.

"Junior Sister Yujiu, be careful, he is a ghost swordsman." Yulin Dazheng took a deep breath.

Yujiu frowned and looked at the scene in front of her. Unexpectedly, when Yulin Dazheng and He Shen fought against this ghost swordsman, they did not capture him, and even appeared a little embarrassed.

The strength of this ghost swordsman is so unfathomable! ?

An Jing frowned, his eyes were deep, and he looked at the stone steps in the distance.

I saw a Taoist priest in a black Taoist robe walking in slowly. The Taoist priest looked calm and unpredictable, and his eyes were bright with divine light.

"Half-step master master."

An Jing raised his brows and muttered to himself in a low voice.

The strength of the incoming person is not much worse than that of He Shen, and he is also a half-step master.

The Taoist priest glanced at An Jing and folded his fists, "Zhenyi taught Ling Yuanjing."

Ling Yuanjing! ?

An Jing looked at the old Taoist priest in front of his eyes. The four peaks of Zhenyi Teaching are well known in the world, especially the name Ling Yuanjing. After Xiao Qianqiu retreated, this person was in charge of the entire Zhenyi Teaching. He was in Yuzhou City. This is the person who gave himself a grand banquet.

At this time, two more people came out from behind Ling Yuanjing and stood behind him, including An Jing's old acquaintance Yuhuai Dazheng.

"Zhenyi teaches Yuzhen!" Dazhen Yuzhen said lightly.

Master Yuhuai looked at An Jing with a smile, and said, "I think your name should be clear, so I won't introduce it."

Hearing this, An Jing immediately knew that he was now surrounded by the True One Sect, and his heart froze. The masters of the jade children present were all Dazhen people who sat down in the Tianzun Hall, and their cultivations were all in the smallpox realm, and there were still three and a half. Master step master.

In this battle, as long as the masters of the masters are not present, it is enough to sweep most of Dayan. I didn't expect that the Shinichi Sect would send so many masters to get the Daluo Xinfa.

For a while, the atmosphere became solidified.

"My darling, the four real people and the two peak masters have come from the Shinichi Sect. Today, it seems that it is inevitable for ghost swordsmen to win."

"My lord, Shinichi has not dispatched so many masters for many years."

"Let's deal with the Demon Cult last time."

"The ghost swordsman can actually attract the Shinichi Sect's attention, even if it is planted today, that is enough to be proud of."

"Today, I'm afraid he will have no escape."

A few people who were hiding in the distance saw this, each with a look of astonishment.

They also did not expect that such a great war would happen in Xuanqing Mountain today.

Shinichi Sect's encirclement and suppression of ghost swordsmen actually dispatched so many masters, the four great real people, and the two peak masters, such a big battle is enough to show the importance they attach to ghost swordsmen.

It must be known that the position of the True One Sect on the Dayan Rivers and Lakes is also very delicate. Coupled with the huge power, the number of shots has been very few, and it is almost non-existent as it is today.

When the Taoist surnamed Luo saw this, his expression became extremely exaggerated, and he shrank his neck subconsciously.

An Jing held the evil-suppressing sword in his hand, and let out a light breath, "You guys really took great pains."

Even he himself did not expect that the Shinichi Sect would dispatch so many masters to deal with him.

The Shinichi Sect has a small number of masters on the surface. It must be known that the Shinichi Sect is the state religion of Dayan, and it is a well-deserved number one force. With this huge name, it can scare off many experts in the arena.

"Actually, what I did today was not what I wanted."

Ling Yuanjing said sadly: "After careful calculation, you and I are still from the same family."

The three sects, the Zhenyi sect, the Daluo sect, and the Guigu sect, were originally the Xuanmen sect.

An Jing glanced at the masters of the Zhenyi Sect around him and said, "I don't dare to be in the same class as Er et al."

Ling Yuanjing was silent for a while, with a hint of firmness in his eyes, and said: "Today, I am determined to win that Daluo's mind, and the general trend of Xuanmen is in my hands, and no one can stop it."

The great masters of Yuzhen, the great masters of Yulin, and the masters of Yujiu stepped forward one after another, staring at An Jing.

"The trend?"

An Jing pulled out a sword flower from the Zhenxie Sword in An Jing's hand, "It's not up to you whether the general trend is on the left or on the right."

Ling Yuanjing took a deep breath and asked, "Are you unwilling to hand over Daluo's mind?"

In an instant, all eyes were on An Jing, waiting for his reply.

An Jing replied indifferently: "My sword is not willing."

Venerable Mo Yun also stared at An Jing, in shock.

Could it be that this ghost swordsman did not know his situation, yet dared to say such a big thing?

Who is the person talking to him in front of him?

That was Ling Yuanjing, even he had to be careful and polite.

In addition to the fact that there were several real people around, and He Shen was present, could the ghost swordsman eat the gall of a bear and a leopard? Or that he has other tricks.

The next moment, An Jing's body turned into an aurora and disappeared in place.

"I want to see how fast the ghost swordsman's sword is!"

Master Yujiu swung the water-stop sword in his hand and faced An Jing with a sword.

"Ding!"

The tip of their swords faced each other, and then there was a sound of gold and iron clashing, and a storm surged from the center, spreading towards the surroundings.

Yujiu Dazheng was directly forced back by a sword, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

On the other side, the Great Master Yuzhen gave a clear drink and slammed his palm towards An Jing's Tianling Gai.

Yuxu Good Fortune Palm!

Shinichi teaches true martial arts-level palming!

The light is like colored glass, covering it down, setting off a storm, from a distance it looks like a mountain range made of colored glass.

An Jing saw the glazed palm print coming, and black rays of light were reflected in his black pupils. With him as the center, he exuded a sharp and boundless aura.

Nine-word sword art! Pro word secret!

Slashing away with a sword, it seemed that the sky was split open by the sword glow, revealing a strange gap, and then countless black sword lights suddenly appeared in the gap.

"Be careful of that sword light!"

He Shen shouted abruptly.

The black sword was so sharp that it seemed to pierce everyone's eyes. Everyone closed their eyes and dared not look directly.

Countless black sword lights fell from the sky, with the autumn wind sweeping the leaves.

When the two made a move, they didn't hold back at all.

Boom!

Thousands of black sword lights swept past, and finally they were directly together with the jade-colored glass palm print. At that moment, the world seemed to be shaking because of this.

Whoa!

I saw that the jade-colored glazed palm print instantly shattered and opened, and the sword light with Yu Wei continued to rush forward. The body of Yuzhen Dazheng swayed and hurriedly avoided the sharp sword light.

"Go together!"

Dashen Yulin and Dashen Yuhuai looked at each other, not intending to give An Jing the slightest chance to breathe, and killed them from the left and right.

The palm prints of the two flew, and the vast internal force surged like a tide.

An Jing, who was sandwiched between the two, suddenly felt the great pressure, and his ears seemed to lose his hearing for a moment.

"Whizzing!"

An Jing didn't confront the two of them head-on at all, Fuyao Jiutian's body technique was shocked, and he rose into the air in an instant.

"Tom!" "Tom!"

The two palm prints slammed on the ground, and suddenly the ground trembled, making a loud noise.

At this moment, the violent air wave surged over again, falling from above like a mountain.

An Jing's inner strength gathered again, and the Zhenxie Sword shot a cold glow in his hand.

boom!

Above the sky, a finger light and a sword light collided with each other, making a muffled sound.

"Your Excellency, hand over Daluo's heart, and I can keep you safe and sound."

Ling Yuanjing stepped back slightly, looking at An Jing in front of him with a dignified face.

Several great real people plus two peak masters fought against ghost swordsmen, but he could still support so long.

An Jing did not speak, and took advantage of this time to adjust his breathing.

"Why waste your words?"

He Shen shouted loudly, then flicked his body, and saw that he stretched out his palm, and the surrounding internal force swept in, like a rolling wave, instantly drowning the air in front of him.

Gossip wandering dragon palm, lifeless and boundless!

In midair, the black and white giant palm suddenly appeared, with the momentum of crushing and destroying everything, and fell heavily towards the bottom.

In addition, the Yujiu Dazheng and the Yuzhen Dazheng next to him also reacted at this time, and two majestic Qi machines suddenly appeared. .

call out!

Both of them took out their means, pierced through the void, and roared towards An Jing.

An Jing knew that he could not retreat, so he didn't dare to be careless at all, he quickly waved his sleeves, and activated the Buddhism Tianwu level martial arts, Brahma saw me.

A golden light covered his body, shining brightly.

"Bang bang bang bang!"

Several qi machines hit the mask, forming one after another terrifying sound.

A half-step master and two smallpox realm masters are doing their best, this is not something ordinary people can resist.

An Jing's body seemed to be hit hard, like a kite with a broken line on the horizon falling heavily downward.

tom!

I saw his body fell to the ground, stirring up the smoke and dust in the sky, and cracks were spreading from the center of his body to the distance.

"Heh, did the Ghost Swordsman lose?" When Master Mo Yun saw this, he hurriedly looked over.

This time to search for the ghost swordsman's whereabouts, he really lost to his grandmother's house. Although he was paid by the Shinichi Sect, his spirit-seeking mouse was dead.

He didn't want Ghost Swordsman to die so easily, and he would have to torture him.

The next moment, a Zen sound resounded in all directions, followed by a dazzling golden ray of light.

An Jing's aura grew stronger and stronger.

"Is this the indestructible body of King Kong?" Yu Jiu couldn't help but said when she saw this.

"No, absolutely not."

The Great Master Yuhuai shook his head and said solemnly, "The Indestructible King Kong is not so tough, nor is it so magnificent..."

Hearing the words of the Great Master Yuhuai, everyone present was shocked. The Great Master Yuhuai had witnessed the battle between the Puhui Bodhisattva and Lin Yiyang with his own eyes, and he was very familiar with the Vajra Immortal Body.

An Jing's robe was a little broken, and he stood up slowly, and then a crisp cough resounded in the sky, glanced around, and secretly said in his heart: "It's really amazing to join forces with the true masters, if you don't use some means , I'm afraid I really can't get away today."

When Master Moyun saw this, his pupils shrank slightly.

He never imagined that even with such an intense attack, the ghost swordsman would still be able to stand up unharmed.

"He is already at the end of the game, don't be deceived by his performance."

He Chen said slowly with a cold look in his eyes.

The murderous intent in his eyes was like a sharp ice blade, stabbing An Jing, but An Jing always stood calmly.

call out!

He Chen's body turned into a black shadow and disappeared from sight in an instant.

At the next moment, he had already rushed in front of An Jing, his body rose from the sky, and his palm slammed towards An Jing's Tianling Gai from high to low.

Gossip You Longzhang!

At the moment when He Chen's voice fell, a jade dragon suddenly emerged from the sky, the sound waves visible to the naked eye rolled away, and roared down.

An Jing looked at the whistling Jade Dragon with solemn eyes. Immediately, the sword in his hand began to rise. In an instant, the temperature between heaven and earth began to drop crazily.

The dazzling golden light was extremely dazzling, surging from behind him.

An Jing swept across with a sword, turning the fifth realm sword potential to the extreme.

Click! Click!

I saw that the fierce body of the jade dragon, which was transformed into internal energy, slammed, and was directly cut off by the sword light that soared into the sky.

Seeing this, He Chen couldn't help but lose his voice: "What a mighty internal force, what a domineering body training martial arts!"

boom!

Several violent Qi machines slammed into the sky, and the surrounding momentum instantly condensed to a peak.

The master of Shinichi taught and did not talk about morality at all, so Qi Qi rushed towards him.

An Jing naturally also felt the sound of the whistling sound. Brahma's heart saw me revolving. Coupled with the golden bone that was tempered to perfection, the rolling internal force gathered in his arm, and then the sword in his hand was firmly grasped, and immediately He swept towards the five people in front of him.

The Zhenxie Sword rushed towards several people with a cold sword glow in an instant, as if running towards thunder, with a terrifying momentum.

"Good come!"

Ling Yuanjing narrowed his eyes, and immediately stretched out his finger to An Jing's sword glow.

Click!

I saw that sword light suddenly shattered between Ling Yuanjing's two fingers, but Ling Yuanjing's body was trembling, and he slowly retreated a few steps to the rear.

"Senior Brother Ling!"

"Senior Brother Ling!"

The members of the Shinichi Sect looked at the Ling Yuanjing people in astonishment. They didn't know why a very ordinary sword light forced Ling Yuanjing to step back.

Who is Ling Yuanjing? That's what the Shinichi Sect is currently talking about. His strength is already a half-step master, and he will have the opportunity to break through to the master of the master in the future.

And at this time, An Jing also saw an excellent opportunity. He was like walking in a leisurely court, and his feet moved towards the great master of Yulin. As soon as the sword in his hand came out, the surrounding aura was tumbling and rolling, with an earth-shattering aura. machine.

When the sword strikes, the world is dark.

Swordsmanship!

I saw the Zhenxie sword loose, turned into a black streamer and rushed out.

The Jianguang hole pierced through the void, and the speed was extremely fast, making a trembling sound.

Yulin Dazheng only felt his breathing stagnate, and he seemed to be a little lost for a moment, and the internal force in his subconscious body was running, trying to block the rushing evil-suppressing sword.

But only for a moment, but it is the eternity of Yulin Dazheng.

"Pfft!"

The sword light shot past, piercing the throat of the Yulin Dazheng, and the evil-suppressing sword was covered with blood and penetrated.

The divine light in Yulin Dazheng's eyes gradually solidified, and his eyes widened angrily.

"Yulin!"

"Junior Brother Yulin!"

When several people saw this scene, they were all shocked.

"Tom!"

Yulin Dazheng fell heavily to the ground, his mouth was long, his neck had been pierced by the Zhenxie sword, and he couldn't utter a word.

Yulin Dazheng is dead.

Yulin Dazhen, one of the seven real people in the Tianzun Temple of Zhenyijiao, died.

"How brave!"

Seeing this, He Chen suddenly burst into anger in his chest, and slapped An Jing with his palm.

Boom!

The strong internal force passed, and the air trembled like thunder.

An Jing clenched his teeth, and the breath in his body was running, and he was facing He Chen's punch at the fastest speed.

boom!

The first thing that started was the punching force of the two. After seeing that the two fists met without any fancy, An Jing made consecutive moves, and his breath was already unstable.

I saw its body tremble, and a long and narrow trace was painted in the sky, and it flew into the distance.

When Venerable Moyun looked at the Yulin Dazheng who fell to the ground, he felt his heart tremble and his teeth were chattering coldly.

This ghost swordsman is very good, and he actually beheaded this great master of Yulin under the encirclement and suppression of the six masters. This strength is really terrifying.

"Master Moyun, help me to suppress this ghost swordsman, and you will have to benefit from it."

Ling Yuanjing didn't care about anything else, and immediately shouted.

There are so many masters, but they can't help this ghost swordsman. If the ghost swordsman runs away today, then the Shinichi Sect will definitely become a laughing stock in the arena.

"Okay."

Master Moyun hesitated for a while, then responded.

Taking action at this moment, not only can you get the favor and benefits of the True One Sect, but also avenge the killing of the spirit mouse.

When Master Moyun saw An Jing's body retreating straight away, he stomped the soles of his feet, breaking the sky and slashing directly with a short knife that was similar to his body.

"not good!"

Suddenly, An Jing's heart began to beat wildly, a sense of extreme danger flooded into his heart, and he quickly gathered his inner strength to surround himself.

Whoa!

The light of the knife surging, and the cold light suddenly appeared!

It suddenly erupted like a flood, and the ground in front was instantly torn out with a huge deep trace.

As soon as he made a move, he didn't hold back at all.

I have to say that Master Moyun is indeed an old man with an unusually vicious vision.

The knife light was extremely fast, slashing on the ground, and the underground stone slabs were opened and chopped up layer by layer, even though An Jing quickly retreated to the rear.

In the end, it hit the golden light fiercely!

dong dong! dong dong!

Everyone heard the chilling sound.

And his body was like an arrow from the string, smashing into the wall of the hall heavily.

Click! Click!

Afterwards, dense cracks suddenly appeared from the wall, and then only a bang was heard, and the Qianji Temple fell to the ground, and An Jing's body was instantly submerged in the gravel.

Immediately, thick smoke up to several meters rose, like a surging tide rushing wildly around.

Heaven and earth are quiet at this moment, everything is quiet.

"Dead.... dead?"

Yu Jiu panted heavily.

Grand Master Yuhuai's face was very ugly, staring at the ruins without saying a word.

"No, definitely not dead."

He Chen shook his head.

Buzz! Buzz!

At this time, the Zhenxie Sword rushed towards the ruins, and then slammed into the wall.

"Crash!" "Crash!"

At the next moment, a tremor appeared in the ruins.

I saw a palm stretched out from it, and then a figure slowly crawled out.

It was An Jing.

His black robe was already messy, but his body didn't seem to have changed much.

Even though he was surrounded by many masters, he suffered some minor injuries at this moment.

"It's going to rain, and my mother is going to get married. Since you're going to die, I'll do it for you."

An Jing grabbed the evil-suppressing sword.

Whizzing! Whizzing!

The sword light was slightly cold, and the body turned into a black wind.

"So fast!"

Master Moyun only felt a chill in his heart, his footsteps retreated toward the rear, and the next moment he held the long knife in his hand and went up.

"Clang!"

The moment the swords collided, a storm of gold and iron surged.

Master Mo Yun retreated again and again, and An Jing was also forced to retreat by the force of the shock.

Several masters from Shinichi taught them, especially Ling Yuanjing and He Shen, the two half-step masters.

"careful!"

The next moment, Ling Yuanjing felt a chill in his heart, and subconsciously looked behind him.

I saw a gigantic black anaconda appearing and coming quickly, and just looking at the huge snake head made people feel chills.

"Junior Brother Ling, you deal with this alien beast, the black anaconda. Yujiu and I killed this ghost swordsman."

He Shenqing snorted, and his internal force rushed towards the ghost swordsman.

"Okay!"

Ling Yuanjing nodded, and then greeted the thousand-year-old black anaconda.

The thousand-year-old black anaconda has rough skin and thick flesh, and is extremely powerful. Ling Yuanjing, the great master of Yuzhen, and the master of Yuhuai can only barely hold it back.

An Jing was about to deal with the dwarf when Yu Jiu and He Shen rushed over.

Especially that Yu Jiu, Jian Guang Binghan, looks like he will never give up.

An Jing narrowed his eyes, and then the Zhenxie Sword stabbed forward.

The blade light is transparent, directly piercing the air in front of it.

This move is extremely strange, like an antelope hanging its horns, and there is no trace to be found. Rao Shiyujiu did not expect this sword, and now he can only turn the sword to block his chest.

"clang!"

Yu Jiu blocked the sword, and then frowned slightly.

The strength of this sword is not great. Could it be that the ghost swordsman has run out of fuel and dried up?

But the next moment, her heart started beating.

"Puff!" "Puff!"

Completely out of her control, she danced faster and faster, like a marching drum.

"me...."

The blood was flowing rapidly, and she felt that her brain was blank.

"careful!"

At this time, the Evil Suppressing Sword in An Jing's hand continued to stab.

Seeing this, Ling Yuanjing hurriedly stood in front of her and clamped the body of the Zhenxie Sword.

"Um!?"

An Jing raised his brows. Unless Ling Yuanjing's body was the same as his own, daring to close the body of the Zhenxie Sword with his bare hands would undoubtedly lead to his own death.

Thinking of this, the Zhenxie Sword in his hand pushed forward.

"Tom!"

The blade pierced directly into Ling Yuanjing's chest, and blood stained the blade red.

Ling Yuanjing's expression changed, then he released his hands and patted An Jing with one palm.

Naturally, An Jing couldn't take this slap forcefully. With a flick of the Zhenxie Sword, he quickly retreated into the distance.

"Pfft!"

The blade was pulled away, Ling Yuanjing's body softened, and he almost fell to his knees, whispering: "Quick, use your internal strength to suppress your heart."

When Yu Jiu heard this, she hurriedly followed suit, which made her feel much better.

Master Moyun held a short knife, his breath restrained, and he came quietly behind An Jing, and then a bright light appeared in his eyes.

"Hey!"

The knife light is extremely fast, like a thunder.

"Clang!"

The knife that was originally intended to be won was blocked in the next moment.

What a quick response!

Master Moyun was secretly startled, and he was ready to retreat to the rear if he missed a hit.

"I want to go, it's too late now!"

An Jing's eyes froze, and the sword qi burst out, almost all his internal energy was instilled.

Three Swordsmanship! Hidden swordsmanship!

Master Moyun's hair stood up, and the next moment, a stern sword light rushed in front of him in an instant, directly piercing his heart.

"Pfft!"

"Gurgling!"

Mo Yun's body froze, and the expression in his eyes gradually solidified. He didn't understand until he died, how this sword pierced his heart.

"call......."

Watching Master Mo Yun fall, sweat appeared on An Jing's forehead, his internal strength was almost exhausted in the successive battles against him, and his steps were a little vain.

Ling Yuanjing and Yu Jiu were even more shocked when they saw the death of Master Mo Yun.

Unexpectedly, the half-step master, the unfathomable and unfathomable Master Mo Yun was killed in an instant.

"Come on!"

An Jing secretly thought in his heart, and then walked towards the Millennium Black Anaconda.

"Can't let him go...cough..."

He Chen also saw that An Jing's internal strength was almost exhausted, and he quickly shouted to Ling Yuanjing, but before he could finish speaking, a **** arrow sprayed out, and his body fell to the ground, unconscious. .

That Ling Yuanjing hadn't recovered yet, An Jing had already stood on the head of the thousand-year-old black anaconda.

"hiss---!"

The thousand-year-old black anaconda opened its huge snake head, roaring at the crowd, and then the snake tail swept towards Ling Yuanjing and the three of them fiercely.

That almost tens of thousands of pounds of energy hit, and the air made a cracking sound.

"Tom!"

Ling Yuanjing took a deep breath and punched him.

The deafening sound resounded, and then the air machine exploded into a wave of air that spread around.

Yuzhen Dazheng was also repelled by the remaining energy.

"Can't let him go."

Yuhuai Dazheng gritted his teeth, thinking of Yulin, who was dying, and He Shen, who was in a coma and was seriously injured. He rushed towards An Jing above the thousand-year-old black anaconda.

Whizzing! Whizzing!

Yuhuai Dazheng burst out with all his strength, and his footsteps were as fast as a gust of wind.

"Yuhuai!"

When Ling Yuanjing saw this, his brows furrowed, and he couldn't help but say: Too impulsive!

An Jing looked at the rushing Master Yuhuai, raised his brows, and held the Zhenxie Sword firmly in his hand.

call out!

A cold sword light greeted him.

When the Great Master Yuhuai saw this, there was a sneer on the corner of his mouth. The ghost swordsman was indeed exhausted, and this sword had lost 50% of its power.

Thinking of this, Master Yuhuai's body flashed, avoiding the sword light, but the long sword in his hand stabbed straight at An Jing's waist, throat, and heart.

In an instant, fencing three times in a row, which are the three key points.

Originally this was Seven Stars Lianzhu, but Dazhen Yuhuai knew that the ghost swordsman on the other side was a master swordsman, so he focused on these three points and planned to give him the final blow.

An Jing's eyes narrowed slightly when he saw this.

"Hey!"

The Zhenxie Sword was swung again, and the sword light shot violently, with an unstoppable might, directly disintegrating all the offensive of the Yuhuai Dazheng.

quick!

That sword is like a flash of lightning, and it is almost impossible to check!

"clang!"

The long sword paused, followed by a crisp sound, and half of the sword body fell to the ground.

"puff!"

A tiny red line appeared on the neck of Dazheng Yuhuai, and then the blood shot out violently, half a zhang high, like a spring.

"thump!"

Only to hear the body fall heavily to the ground.

"Senior Brother Yuhuai!"

Seeing this, Yu Jiu subconsciously shouted.

"Yuhuai!"

Ling Yuanjing's eyes were bloodshot when he saw this.

In an instant, Yulin, Yuhuai, and Moyun were all dead, and Yujiu and He Shen were severely injured. Now, the only people who still have the strength to fight are themselves and Yuzhen.

The blood robe on An Jing's body and the Evil Suppressing Sword in his hand were already dyed red. At this moment, he was standing on the head of the thousand-year-old black anaconda, looking at Ling Yuanjing below indifferently.

"I had no favors and no predestined relationship with you, so why are you struggling with each other."

If his strength hadn't reached the smallpox, and if he didn't have a thousand-year-old black anaconda to protect himself, then the Great Master Yuhuai might be his fate at this moment.

The moment he finished speaking, An Jing drove the Millennium Black Anaconda away.

"Senior Brother Ling..."

Dazheng Yuzhen looked at An Jing's back and clenched his teeth.

"never mind."

Ling Yuanjing waved his hand and said with a wry smile, "The ghost swordsman's strength can only be subdued by asking his uncle or Xiao to go down the mountain. If it wasn't for that ghost swordsman, I would be in danger."

When Yuzhen Dazheng heard this, his face turned pale, and then he glanced at the messy surroundings.

Not long ago, the five of them went down the mountain together. They originally thought that dealing with the ghost swordsman was just a matter of grasping, but now it is so sad...

Of the six masters of the Shinichi Sect, plus the seven masters of Master Moyun, three of them died, and the ghost swordsman was allowed to get away in a fair and honest manner.

"Hey!"

Ling Yuanjing looked at the two corpses that had lost their breath, and let out a long sigh.

"Senior Brother Ling, Brother He has been severely injured and needs urgent medical treatment."

This is the Jade Nine Great Master hurriedly said.

"Take the healing pill for him, let's go quickly, be careful that the ghost swordsman goes and returns."

Ling Yuanjing took a deep breath.

Afterwards, several masters of Shinichi's teaching also left in a hurry, disappearing on Xuanqing Mountain, leaving only a devastated and a mess.

At this moment, everyone around who saw the end of the war was overwhelmed.

"Too... terrifying!"

"Ghost swordsman fighting against the six masters alone~www.mtlnovel.com~ actually killed three people and finally left calmly. The Shinichi Sect really suffered a big loss."

"With the loss of two great real people, the Zhenyi Sect has not encountered such a big shock for hundreds of years. The last time was Duanmu Xinghua, the master of the demon sect, and she killed three great real people."

"After today, there will be another extremely terrifying character above Dayan Jianghu."

"I didn't expect, I really didn't expect to see such a shocking duel today."

"Come down quickly, pass this news to the sect, be careful of this ghost swordsman."

Many people thought of something and hurried down the mountain, as if they wanted to spread this first-hand news for discussion.

"Who... Who said that there are only five sword immortals in the world?" A Jianghu swordsman blushed and said, "After today, he will be the sixth greatest sword immortal."

The Taoist surnamed Luo shook his head when he saw this, and then walked out struttingly, "The ghost swordsman has completely offended the Shinichi Sect. I'm afraid there won't be a good life in the future."

Chapter end