Demon Exchange

Chapter 356
The tender old man's strength is constantly increasing... The clothes are inflated like balloons, and the corners of the clothes are constantly rattling!

His eyes were full of murderous intent, and he shouted: "All disciples obey the order, set up a sword array, surround and kill this person!"

A dozen or so men in black holding long swords suddenly rolled out from the corner of the hall. The light on the blades flickered. It was not poison, but the effect reflected by the power attached to it...

A dozen or so people formed a large circle in a tacit understanding, and they walked with weird steps!

Surrounded by the circle, Ning Qiu felt that the air had become sticky. Before they could attack, he stretched out his hand and held a small white long flag with five fingers!This long banner was bought from the head of Maoshan with a lost book of spells. I have studied it for a while, but it is rarely used...

He chanted a mantra in his mouth, the power surged, and the long flag moved automatically without wind, making the sound of howling ghosts and wolves!

The hall suddenly became extremely gloomy, the phantom of Bai Laidao sprang out from the long banner, and the dozen or so men in black could see it, they raised their long swords and swung them to chop!The phantoms are fierce ghosts, each of them is extremely ferocious. If it is one-on-one, the man in black has the upper hand, but if it is a group fight, it is a hundred or so ghosts who have the upper hand...

Soon, a man in black couldn't stand it anymore, his body was invaded by a ghost, and he stabbed himself to death with a long sword, and he couldn't die anymore...

There are also even worse ones, controlled by the ghosts, chopping each other with the long sword in their hands, their hands and feet flying around, and the sharpness of the blade can be seen!

The tender old man's face was extremely gloomy: "Hundred ghosts and long banners are very powerful, but I'm afraid you didn't make them yourself! If you can fully exert its power, maybe it will make me a little more troublesome..."

With a flick of his sleeve, a dagger flew out from the cuff and went straight to Ning Qiu's chest!

bang! ! !

Whoa! ! !

The dagger suddenly pierced a phantom shield in the air, and then pierced the second phantom shield. The tip of the sword entered the shield, but it was difficult to penetrate even an inch! ! !
Ning Qiu sat on a chair, holding a long banner of the Hundred Ghosts!

The eyes behind the mask looked at the old man tenderly: "If the son does not teach, it is the father's fault. The teaching is not strict, and the teacher is lazy. You, you have no reflection!"

A trace of cold sweat broke out on the old man's forehead. He knew very well how powerful the sword was just now. This young man wearing a mask is not easy to deal with, and he is determined to make trouble!He gritted his teeth loudly, no matter what sect he is from, he must die here today!Immediately, he clapped his hands on the armrest of the chair, only to see that the armrest was broken, and two cold lights flashed out!
He grasped the cold light with both hands, two double-edged swords!

That kind of double-edged sword with a hilt in the middle and two blades at both ends!

The sword spun like a windmill in his hand, and he threw it hard, flying towards Ning Qiu!

This……

Ning Qiu felt like seeing a Japanese ninja throwing a shuriken...

Put away the long banner of the Hundred Ghosts, close the fan of the years, fan the devil's skill, the devil's wind hits the sky, the fan rolls up a strong wind and hits the double-edged sword!I saw that the forward trend of the double-edged sword slowed down rapidly, swaying in the wind!
Seeing this, the tender old man threw out the other double-edged sword. He squeezed a strange spell with both hands, and his clothes swayed even more violently...

The two double-edged swords merged into one in the strong wind and became a cross sword!

Cut off the strong wind and cut it obliquely...

Ning Qiu fanned out two strong winds in a row, but it was difficult to resist the cross sword, so he stood up from the chair, used the fan as a sword, and stabbed hard!
bang! ! !

The cross sword kept spinning, like a cutting machine, cutting out countless sparks on the Fan of Time!
Ning Qiu's strength surged, and he shouted: "Get lost!"

Through the power induction, the power of this tender old man has always been beating between [-] and [-]. He has a power of more than [-], and he has to resist so hastily. It is an insult to the value!The power is surging, reaching the peak, the murderous intent in the eyes is shining, the fan magic skill, the magic power is overwhelming, killing...

The fan draws layers of phantoms!

The fierce wind surged out, and the cross sword was cut into small holes by the wind!
With a bang, the sword broke and flew backwards. The tender old man was unable to dodge in time, and let the fragments of the sword hit his body, nailing him to the chair...

Ning Qiu moved over in an instant, and the fan opened, slashing across the old man's limbs, cutting off all of them!
He said coldly: "Tell me, where is the treasure house of your sect, I will go and see it myself!"

The old man was in pain, and he struggled to raise his head: "The sect's treasure warehouse is... just behind the main hall..."

In the middle of his speech, his body suddenly jumped up from the chair, turned in the air, and threw out a green object from his clothes. He roared with a ferocious face: "Boy, I don't know which sect you are calling to deal with me. But I tell you clearly, you don’t want to get the treasure, and you don’t even want to get the secret realm, now... die here with me!"

He spit out a powerful silver needle from his mouth, instantly crushing the emerald green thing...

Centering on the shattering of this emerald green object, thin spider web cracks slowly spread in the air, and they became faster and faster. Those who entered the hall from the outside were accidentally touched by the cracks, and the whole person was torn apart like porcelain, scattered all over the ground !
Ning Qiu was also very nervous, he hurriedly said: "Yemeng help me search, where is the treasure house of this sect!"

Just kidding, although there are only three hills in this space, it is very troublesome to find them!Yemeng replied: "After induction, there is indeed a warehouse behind the hall, and there are many items hidden in it..."

Ning Qiu moved out in an instant, pushing his strength to the peak in the sky!
The magic fan kung fu was continuously used, and the violent wind turned into awls and smashed down at the back of the hall. After a while, a place collapsed and a space came out!He moved over, waving his fan non-stop, blowing away the ruined walls. Sure enough, there were a lot of things hidden here, and the cracks in the hall began to spread...

With a surge of spiritual power, he sucked up all the objects he could see, opened his pockets and threw them all into the storage bag...

It feels like a robot cat collecting props...

The cracks are getting bigger and bigger, and the bigger and faster, the whole space begins to collapse, like a broken mirror!
People kept escaping from the three hills, but more people were torn apart by the cracks...

Ning Qiu was also in a hurry, holding the suction in his pocket with his right hand, and holding the glass bottle with his left hand, continuously absorbing the souls of those dead...

In the end, it was too late, so I had to give up, teleport to the stone plate, and the space surged out...

Back to the original valley!

Ning Qiu found that there were two to three hundred people gathered here, and they all escaped from space!
Many of them were crying and wailing at the corner of the valley, and some of them had different expressions and didn't know what they were thinking!Suddenly someone looked at Ning Qiu: "Who are you? You are not from our sect. I have never seen you before!" Ning Qiu only showed up in the hall, and it took less than 10 minutes to kill Lin Feng and old man Nen. Few people know of his existence...

Ning Qiu put the glass bottle in his pocket, showing a somewhat bewildered expression: "I don't know, I'm just here to climb the mountain!"

(End of this chapter)