One person, one sword, I have guarded the lonely city for 70 years

Chapter 231 Sword Seven
"Come on, brother." Qiao Shan became enthusiastic again and spread his hands.

"Don't be afraid of any emperors and heavenly kings, I have a way to deal with them."

"Together, we can do more things and kill more people... Do you want to be promoted to a martial arts immortal? Leave it to me!"

His response was "hehe".

Song Yun swept his sword around, and the sword energy swung in a circle, cutting off all the trees and corpse puppets within a range of hundreds of feet, "I will soon be promoted to a martial arts immortal, and I don't need your help."

Qiao Shan's figure disappeared again, dodging the sword energy, and appeared in the air the next moment, looking down at Song Yun, showing a strange smile:

"Then you are naive. Whether you can be promoted or not is not up to you. The Great Xia Dynasty has no room for a third martial arts immortal."

"If you don't kill a future, you will be stuck at the pinnacle of Martial Saints for the rest of your life!"

Swish—the bronze long sword slashed obliquely, and cut through the air again.

Qiao Bei shook his head contemptuously, "Young people just don't believe in evil, you will never hit me like this."

"If you have the strength to strike a sword, you might as well think about it, I may not be your enemy."

Song Yun stared coldly at the erratic figure in the air, thinking about how to deal with it.

Qiao Shan himself is just an ordinary ghost fairy, even if he is possessed by a heavenly ghost, his combat power is not much stronger.

Although there are many corpse puppets, their lethality cannot threaten the peak martial saint.

What is really troublesome is the weird and unpredictable space magic power.

There is a high probability that the Cangshan area has already been laid out with a large space array, and it has long been the home of the ghosts.

If you want to deal with the sky ghost here, you probably won't be able to rely on conventional swordsmanship.

Seeing Song Yun's vigilant expression, Qiao Shan could also guess what he was thinking, his face gradually sank, and he asked dissatisfiedly:
"Why don't you listen to me? Why are you full of hostility towards me? Do you think it's evil for me to kill someone, and justice for you to kill someone? We are the same people!"

Song Yun sneered, "I kill people as a means, and you kill people as your goal. What kind of people are you?"

"You are really not good at fooling people. You might as well call out a demon to directly erode the soul. Maybe it will have some effect."

Anger appeared in Qiao Shan's eyes, "Don't deceive yourself, boy, we are all butchers, and we all fight for the pleasure of killing!"

Song Yun raised his head and laughed, "I really want to experience the thrill of killing, but I think it must be a great pleasure in the world if I can kill a ghost with my own hands!"

After all, his eyes sharpened, and his whole body suddenly climbed to the top.

At the same time, the mental state was pushed to the limit.

Since he acquired the talent of [Town City Martial Arts], he has killed close to 20 ghosts and immortals in Anxi.

The spiritual power of more than a dozen ghosts and immortals was absorbed and transformed, creating a spiritual background as majestic as the sea.

Today's Song Yun, in terms of the realm of Taoism, is just a thunder calamity, but in terms of the strength of the soul, it is comparable to the late stage of ghosts and immortals.

Coupled with the martial arts realm of the peak of the martial arts.

He can already perform higher level sword moves.

The bronze long sword trembled, and the translucent rainbow light spread out in circles.

Song Yun held the sword in his right hand and pointed at Qiao Bei from a distance. The wind howled around him, making Ge Bu's white robe rattle.

There was a light blue light in the pupil.

The next moment, the long sword stabbed out slowly, without speed, without strength, and seemingly without threat.

And in places invisible to the naked eye, the vast power of divine sense merged into the sword energy mightily like a hundred rivers returning to the sea.

The two forces are intertwined and blended with each other, gradually becoming one.

Song Yunjian's fierce killing aura was completely integrated into the power of the soul, and under the catalysis of the sword, a unique force was formed——

The spirit dies.

"The Nine Swords of the White Emperor Killing the Sky", the seventh sword——

Kill ghosts and gods!
The tangible sword was slowly extended, without any strength, it was only the carrier of the move.

The invisible spiritual sword exploded in the air.

In the dark, the sky collapsed and the clouds scattered.

In the middle of nowhere, the ground cracked and the mountains shook!
Qiao Shan's expression fluctuated, from leisurely and disdainful at the beginning to doubt and thought.

In the end it turned into panic.

This sword "Slaying Ghosts and Gods" seems to be locked in the mid-air where Qiao Shan is, but it is actually a super-wide-area covering sword skill!

The entire Cangshan mountain range boiled up, trembling silently, vibrating invisible.

No matter how big the space formation laid down by the sky ghost is, it can only cover the boundary of Cangshan Mountain.

The movement of space can only be realized on Cangshan Mountain.

But now, the entire mountain range is filled with invisible sword energy that destroys the spirit.

No matter how much you move, it's useless, under the cover of sword energy, there is no way to escape!
"Okay, what a move of the invisible sword!"

Qiao Shan gritted his teeth and said: "Boy, it's too late to stop now, Cangshan has my layout, if you dare to sabotage, I'll kill you!"

What responded to him was a silent but high-pitched sword cry!
Destroy ghosts and gods with one sword!

Qiao Shan bled from his seven orifices, trembling and fell from the air, falling heavily into the mud.

His whole body was twitching non-stop. It was because his soul was severely injured and he could no longer control his physical body.

The corpse puppets hidden in the dense forest also broke their orders, each of them stood frozen in place, their eyes dull and lifeless...

In the distance, on another mountain peak.

Zhang Yue shouted "Song Lan" while observing the armguard, looking for the missing colleague of the Xiexie Guard.

Suddenly her face changed drastically, and she only felt a terrifying annihilation aura hit from the air.

"What kind of method is this? I feel like I'm going to be out of my wits!"

Her body trembled involuntarily, and she quickly retracted all her spiritual thoughts into her body. Just as she was about to cast a spell to protect her soul, an invisible attack arrived.

"It's over."

Zhang Yue swayed and fell to the ground.

The next moment, the invisible attack had just touched her soul, and suddenly dispersed like a tide, causing no harm.

Zhang Yue sat slumped on the ground, panting heavily, feeling the joy of the rest of her life after the catastrophe.

"Who was attacking just now? It seems that they recognized me, and they took the initiative to stop."

There are not many people on Cangshan Mountain, and the only one who has this kind of strength and is not hostile to her is that mysterious colleague.

"Song Lan! You almost hurt me!" Zhang Yue shouted angrily as soon as she regained her composure.

……

Outside Cangshan Mountain, Qi Xuanyu, governor of Monan Road, hurried over with several venerables and thousands of masters of the Sirius Guard.

"Strange, Zhang Yue wrote a mark on the ground on the talisman paper, where is this mark?"

Qi Xuanyu looked around, but saw nothing, and said with a sigh:

"Hmph, this girl from Zhu Xiewei is reckless and unreliable at all!"

A venerable beside him also complained: "This Cangshan Mountain is so big, which direction should we go? We can't spread out to find someone."

A group of people walked half a circle at the foot of Cangshan Mountain, but they couldn't find any traces.

When he was anxious, Qi Xuanyu twitched his nostrils and raised his head suspiciously.

In the air, the smell of blood became stronger and stronger.

Soon several Monan Dao venerables smelled it.

Everyone looked intently, and were surprised to find that a drop of bright red blood was falling from the sky!

(End of this chapter)