Immortal Sword Pavilion

Chapter 454 Beheading One Person First (Subscribe, Recommend)
"Hehe, interesting, are every monk of Yijian Xianzong as proud as you? You had a chance just now, but you don't have a chance now?" Looking at the golden sea of ​​flames that blocked the world, evil The ghost sneered coldly.

As soon as his voice fell, a long black flag appeared in his hand.

With a wave of the long flag, there was a roar of ghosts in the whole sky in an instant, and the light of its range enveloped the sky in a radius of tens of miles.

"Roar!"

The next moment, countless ghosts roared towards Wang Ziyang.

"It's the same old way to use it." Wang Ziyang looked at the ghost covering the sky, and there was a hint of disdain at the corner of Wang Ziyang's mouth, and the golden long sword in his hand suddenly loosened at this moment.

The golden long sword floated in the air, and then his two fingers formed a sword with one point.

Buzz!
In an instant, the golden long sword began to divide continuously, one after another, but within a few breaths, there were golden long swords within a hundred feet.

Moreover, each long sword is generally identical, and it is completely impossible to see that it is formed by the condensation of mana and sword energy.

"The sword breaks emptiness!"

After the golden long sword became like a long river, Wang Ziyang pinched the sword formula in his hand.

shhhhhh...

The next moment, a series of golden long swords tore through the sky, and flew towards the roaring ghost without giving way.

bang bang bang...

As soon as the two came into contact, those ghosts suddenly shattered one by one, and the trend continued to recoil towards the three people on the two pole crossing boat.

Seeing this scene, the face of the man wearing the ghost mask sank, as if there was a spell in his hand, which landed on the long banner in his hand.

woohoo hoo...

At the same time, those raging ghosts rolled back at this moment, forming a terrifying tornado force in the entire sky. From the center of the tornado, an evil ghost with a huge horn emerged.

With such long fangs, he took a deep breath towards the golden swords coming from the sky, and all those golden swords sank into the giant mouth in an instant, and most of them were swallowed up in just a few breaths.

Seeing this scene, Wang Ziyang didn't panic, and struck out the same sword formulas one after another, and saw those golden flying swords that were sucked away quickly merged with each other at this moment, forming a line of tens of feet. Huge golden fire phoenix.

When the phoenix spreads its wings, fierce flames roar out of the sky.

This raging flame covers an extremely wide area, and within a short breath, it fills the land with a radius of tens of miles. In this raging flame, along with the high-pitched cries of phoenixes, one after another fire phoenix emerges and bursts into the sky. out.

But in a short time, a hundred golden fire phoenixes flew out of the flames and flew towards the evil ghost. The momentum was so great that the whole sky was distorted. The person's face changed suddenly.

"You guys haven't done anything yet, what are you waiting for?" Seeing those ghosts disappearing into nothingness under the flames set off by the fire phoenix before approaching, the evil ghost couldn't hold back anymore, and immediately roared.

"This fire phoenix is ​​clearly transformed by sword energy, but the momentum it forms is just like a real fire phoenix. The sword cultivator of Yijian Xianzong, after comprehending the differentiation of sword light and the transformation of sword intent, uses his methods It's hard to deal with, it's not much weaker than those Dharma cultivators." Hearing the evil ghost's words, the woman wearing the green fox mask sighed, and a white scroll appeared in her hand.

Swish!
The white scroll was opened, and inside was a landscape ink painting, inside which was a verdant old tree rising from the ground.

And as the woman with the green fox mask typed out the formula, a burst of dark green spiritual energy rippled out from the white scroll.

At the same moment, the verdant ancient tree actually grew from the painting to the outside world.

In an instant, luxuriant vines protruded from the ancient tree, like green giant pythons, and within a few breaths, they filled the area with a radius of several miles.

shhhhhh...

In a moment, these vines entangled towards the roaring fire phoenix.

The flames were burning, but those vines were filled with icy coldness. Although the vines were burned as soon as Fang touched it, the vines in the painting seemed endless, entangled one after another with fire phoenixes, He was bound tightly in place.

And the man next to him wearing a white jade skull mask also sacrificed his magic weapon at this time, which was a frost-white gourd.

As the gourd was opened, a dense sound of insects sounded from inside. These snow insects looked like centipedes with transparent wings on their backs.

And its speed is extremely fast, turning into a cold current, roaring towards Wang Ziyang.

"Frost Snow Devouring Gold Centipede? You really came prepared." Looking at the snow-white centipede, Wang Ziyang's eyes also became serious.

These centipedes look no more than the size of a palm, but their teeth are extremely sharp, and they can easily crush and devour magic weapons. More importantly, once there are too many centipedes, they will form a cold wave, which can easily freeze all utensils, even Some spells will also be frozen under this cold wave.

And the defense power of these spirit insects is also extremely strong, from the perspective of Wang Ziyang, it may be comparable to those middle-grade magic weapons.

As soon as I thought about it, I saw the sword formula in Wang Ziyang's hand, and one of the hundreds of fire phoenixes immediately rolled back, turning into a golden long sword and appearing in his hand.

Keng!
As the sword blew, streaks of golden sword energy immediately slashed towards the roaring spirit insects.

Moreover, these golden sword auras formed a huge sword formation in midair, and within the sword formation, the sharp sword aura formed a long river of sword aura.

bang bang bang...

In an instant, there was a continuous sound of sharp metal roaring from between the two.

But when Wang Ziyang was fighting against the three alone, Nangong Jianzi had reached a critical moment.

A series of purple long swords whizzed across the sky, and the continuous purple swords made the huge peak transformed into the seal of the mountain in the wolf's hand retreat continuously under the impact of the long swords.

What made the wolf even more horrified was that the purple long swords whizzing forward hit the same position every time, causing the mountain peak transformed into Zhenshanyin to be dented and pierced continuously in a form visible to the naked eye.

This scene made the ferocious wolf feel even more heavy, but under this continuous sword edge, he could only use his mana with all his strength, and he didn't dare to stop at all.

"No!"

The next moment, a trace of panic appeared in the eyes of the ferocious wolf, and he saw Nangong Jianzi closing his body with the sword, like a flash of purple lightning, galloping towards him.

Bang!
In an instant, the mountain peak transformed into Zhenshanyin suddenly broke from the middle, and could no longer bear the sharp sword energy. At the same time, a purple sword light continued to magnify in the eyes of the fierce wolf.

puff!

As the purple sword light missed, the head wearing the ferocious wolf mask was separated from the body, and at the moment of separation, it was torn to pieces by the burst of sword energy.

But even Yuanying didn't escape, and was beheaded by Nangong Jianzi with a single sword.

(End of this chapter)