Nine Heavens Sword Sovereign

Several ghostly heads entangled Lu Changfeng's flying sword tightly. After a while, the flying sword that was overflowing with red light fell to the ground with a "clang". I can't fly anymore.

At this time, Lu Changfeng knew that the flying sword had been damaged spiritually by the filth, so he simply stopped summoning it. After a loud roar, he pasted a spell on himself, and his whole body flashed like a ball of dry wood that had been ignited. Xu Jinguang, all the ghost heads who approached screamed, obviously they are extremely taboo towards Jin Guang.

"Monster, don't die!" Lu Changfeng relied on the golden light protection to ward off evil spirits, and with one hand forming a claw, he went straight to the place where the ghost was.

"Hehe, my brother's cultivation level is not high, but he has a lot of treasures on his body!" The ghost put away the ghost head that was afraid of the golden light, and while speaking calmly, he also opened his palm, surrounded by black lights, and brazenly flirted with Lu Changfeng. Golden Palm made a reckless move.

Lu Changfeng originally thought that with the blessing of the "Golden Sun Talisman", he would be able to fight the ghost, but unexpectedly, when his two palms met, a gloomy and sharp force poured into his body directly through the golden light, instantly killing him. The internal force from hard training was dispersed and invisible, and the body was flying far away like a paper kite with a disconnected string.

"Oh, little brother, I'm sorry, I'm a little heavy handed, and I accidentally ruined your morality." After the ghost shook Lu Changfeng, he withdrew his jade-like palm and said sarcastically.

Lu Changfeng fell heavily to the ground, and managed to stabilize his figure. Hearing the ghost's words, his blood congealed and he spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"I was worrying that I had nowhere to find the pure Yuanyang to suppress the Yin spirit. I didn't expect that my brother would take the initiative to deliver it to my door. I just feel welcome."

As the ghost demon said, his figure flashed, but it turned into a white shadow and floated to Lu Changfeng's side.I saw her clean little hand slowly pressing towards the head of Lu Changfeng, who was sluggish, and the blackness of the ink was lingering in it, but Lu Changfeng's face gradually became distorted, obviously suffering from unparalleled pain.

It's a long story, but in fact Lu Changfeng's battle with the ghost and monster only lasted for a few breaths. Zhao Gang and Liu Yishan, who were hiding aside, never expected that the elder brother in the later stage of Jindan would be killed without three moves in front of the ghost. uniform.

Under the horror in their hearts, Zhao Gang and Liu Yishan still bit the bullet and rushed out.If senior brother Lu Changfeng was killed by this ghost, and the two of them dared not show themselves, and they would return to the mountain in the future, not only would they be ridiculed by the disciples of the sect, but they would also be punished by their master Xingchenzi.

"Monster, don't stop!"

Zhao Gang shouted loudly, and a streamer of yellow light shot out from his body, aiming at where the ghost was.

The ghost chuckled, it was carrying Lu Changfeng to meet the yellow streamer transformed by Zhao Gang's flying sword, but it wanted to use Lu Changfeng's flesh and blood to resist the attack of the monk's flying sword magic weapon.

Zhao Gang was shocked, and quickly used his spiritual knowledge to stop the flying sword, and the ghost also threw away Lu Changfeng.Immediately afterwards, there was only a flash of white light in Zhao Gang's eyes, and the fragrance was already tangy, and then a palm was stamped on his chest, a cold force instantly broke through the defense of his true energy, and drove straight into his dantian.

There was a cry of grief in his mouth, and his figure flew backward like a kite with a broken thread. Only then did Zhao Gang realize that this ghost is so powerful.But Liu Yishan, who originally planned to rescue him, didn't even think about it, just after flying into the air, he flew towards the sky with his flying sword.

Such a powerful ghost is no longer something a golden core stage monk can control, staying here can only lead to death.

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It will still explode today, around four o'clock. . .