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Chapter 69: Surrounding People with Broken Swords

In the colorful visions that filled the sky, the sword rainbow snaked like a shadow, striking through the air.

Jiang Moshu sighed, it's true that the trees want to be quiet but the wind doesn't stop, and the people want to lie down but the enemies always come.

Cultivation is not easy, and you have to do evil things. In that case, let's do it.

A sneer hung on Jiang Moshu's lips, and he sent a message to his ghost maid through the ghost contract.

Seeing the sword on the opposite side move with extraordinary agility, appearing and disappearing in the void, Shen Caiyan's eyebrows condensed, and the banner of ten thousand ghosts suddenly appeared behind him, and the war drum hung in the air.

Thousands of murderous war ghosts emerged from the purple fire mist, their bright armor and frost blades running towards the lightning-like sword light.

Boom!

Boom!Boom!

The goose-yellow palace attire transformed into red lotuses and red scales, the beauty's bare feet stepped on the drum, and thousands of flames danced with it.

The Iron Horse Glacier appeared in this world, its murderous aura soaring into the sky and its unparalleled brilliance. There were mountains in front of it and the sea in front of it.

The killing force was like landslides and tsunamis, thunder and wind.

Lan Linjun laughed, "Let me, a demon cultivator like you, see the wonderful sword intention of my Xuanhen Sword Sect."

The light ghost sword phantomed in the air, transforming into a mountainous landscape, in which a wave of corpse forest ghosts could be faintly seen, and black mist filled the sky.

A thousand killing and fierce war ghosts were easily absorbed into it.

Xiao Chengfeng had already landed on Yu Huaiyuan's side at this time, and praised, "This hexagram shows the sword intention and the Tao Yun of the outside scene. It is really easy to do quickly, but it depends too much on personal opportunities."

Yu Huaiyuan nodded, like a glutton seeing a delicacy, and took a deep breath.

"Junior Brother Lan's sword intent happened to be condensed in Xing Ge Yuan. He is currently exerting his sword power at its strongest. The spirit sword and the sword scripture work well together. This sword looks so smooth."

Then he added, "The nine sword halls all have their own paths, and everyone has their own opportunities. Isn't it the same for you? You originally wanted to condense the Dugu Sword Intent, but you didn't expect to take the Gangzheng path in the end."

Xiao Chengfeng felt happy when he saw the wonderful sword as if it were made from heaven.

"The sword intention of this hexagram is best at trapping and killing, and it is best used to capture people. If you and I take action, we may have no choice but to take the corpse back to recover."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw that the mountain scenery transformed by the light ghost sword was like broken glass.

"Click"

The forest of corpses, the ghost tide, and the black mist were all torn into rags.

After the murderous aura in the sky pierced the illusion of sword intent, several of the killing warrior ghosts twisted their necks slightly as if they were spiritual, and looked at Lan Linjun with a deep look.

Huh? ! what's the situation?

Many Daozi of the Xuanhen Sword Sect couldn't believe their eyes. Is this because the sword intention was forcibly broken?

Xiao Chengfeng glanced at Yu Huaiyuan, frowned and asked in a deep voice,

"Senior Brother Yu, you participated in the last sword fight. Have you ever seen a ghost soldier like Mingtanzong? Such a strong murderous aura that he actually cut open the illusion of sword intent.

If it were stronger, even the golden elixir realm might be broken. "

Yu Huaiyuan's face became more solemn, and he looked at the young Taoist with red lips and white teeth over there, "This Ji Jiyu is a bit cunning. If the Immortal Lord's birthday banquet releases such a ghost pawn, how can the Xu family's swordsman resist it?

You are going to take care of Junior Brother Lan to avoid being taken hostage by mistake.

I'm here to cover everything. This Ji Jiyu may mess up the situation and run away. "

There was no longer a smile on Lan Linjun's face. He was originally preparing to show his holiness in front of others, but unexpectedly he lost face. Although he didn't understand why the illusion of the sword's will collapsed, the sword was still there, and the person was still there. That's what it used to be.

The sword light of the light ghost sword was raised, like a snake snaking out a message, leaping towards the killing war ghost, the shadow of the sword loomed, and it was magical.

Like a green dragon emerging from the sea, the murderous light ghost sword suddenly arrived.

The soul fire flickered in the eyes of Sha Lie Zhan Ghost, as if there was a smile.

boom!

With one strike of the Light Ghost Sword, hundreds of slain war ghosts were turned into ashes.

The spirit sword was about to fly back, but it was stuck by the tough ghost body. The thin and almost transparent blade was tightly grasped by several armored ghost hands, and even pressed into the ghost body again.

Zheng!

Break your life with your blade, compete with the sky,

With murderous intent, several frost blades slashed hard on the body of the light ghost sword.

Several cracks suddenly appeared on the sword, and the black energy and mysterious light seemed to be shot by thousands of needles. The light ghost sword whined, and finally broke free and returned.

Looking at the damaged spirit sword in front of him, Lan Linjun's heart suddenly twisted. He spent countless hours refining this light ghost sword, and finally got distracted while refining it. It was like his own hands and feet. Now that it was damaged, it was almost like He was stabbed several times on his body.

His face was extremely ugly at the moment, and there was even some anger in his eyes.

Hundreds of murderous war ghosts rushed towards them, but they were blocked in the middle by a sword light that looked like an iron city wall. The sword light was bright and majestic.

Xiao Chengfeng stood next to Lan Linjun and said quietly, "The honor and disgrace belong to you, but the sword is useless.

That Ji Cuiyu may have the intention of threatening others, so I took action only because I didn't believe you. "

Lan Linjun's eyes regained clarity, and he turned sideways and saluted Xiao Chengfeng, "Thank you, senior brother."

Seeing that he was blocking the killing demon, Yu Huaiyuan nodded and shouted to the young Taoist who had been standing still with his eyes slightly narrowed,

"Ji Cuiyu, your war ghost is very strong and should be one of your trump cards. I know you also have a powerful sword spirit, plus the magic weapon you got at the birthday banquet of your Immortal Lord.

But it's not a fight right now. This place has been intertwined with swords and swords into a dragnet. If you don't catch me without restraint, I'll take action together. "

Zheng!

Thousands of sword energy intertwined, dazzling, and the underworld on the ground was shot like a plow.

The sword intent fills the sky, surrounded by golden threads, dragons and tigers, iron walls, colorful clouds... visions, floating and sinking.

The sword energy shot out in all directions, and even the Ghost River not far away was stirred up into turbulent waves, rolling up turbid vortexes, slapping hard on the shore, and raising countless water columns.

Yunlou Dao Lingfeng's eyes were frosty, and she appeared quietly behind Jiang Moshu.

I saw him suddenly opening his eyes, his eyes full of energy, and responded to Yu Huaiyuan,

"Have you ever been in the sun?"

Yu Huaiyuan looked at Jiang Moshu coldly, and the other Taoist disciples of the Xuanhen Sect looked at each other. Could it be that this man was about to die and lost his mind?

"I have been in the ghost world for so long, and today I just want to get some sunshine early. Can you understand this feeling?" Jiang Moshu continued.

Shen Caiyan on the drum stage is still dancing beautifully, as if she is about to dance to the end of the world, to death.

Jiang Moshu's eyes narrowed and he made up his mind, "I was in a good mood today, but it's a pity that you guys are here.

Have you ever thought that, in fact, it’s not you who surround me?

Instead, I surround you! "

Boom!

Shen Caiyan stepped hard,

Countless black mist in the ghost world turned into a huge snake, entangled all the sword energy fields, and the huge snake head poked down from mid-air.

Tens of thousands of killing and fierce war ghosts came out in formation.

A green and white celestial snake, with a red lotus figure reflected in its crimson eyes, floated lightly beside the young Taoist, gently covering his figure.

"If you let me cross the Ghost River and you want to run away, I really can't do anything.

If you block me in the ghost world, are you looking for death? ! "

The loud sound surged endlessly in the mist,

All the Taoist disciples corresponding to the Xuanhen Sect were silent and staring at each other.