Great fusion of the heavens

Chapter 143 Defeated!

"Congratulations to the player for upgrading, the current cultivation level is: Intermediate Xuanhuang!"

At the moment Wen Peng's body disappeared.

I remembered the system's notification sound, and the aura around Wenpeng suddenly rose!

From elementary to intermediate, this is equivalent to the third level, and it has been promoted to three levels in one fell swoop!

The guardian of the ghost clan looked ruthless, and said coldly: "I didn't expect to break through?"

"However, you must die!"

The gloomy wind whistled.

The ghost protector controlled the extremely terrifying tornado of ghost energy, his aura sank suddenly, and all the tearing force concentrated on Wen Peng who was trapped in the tornado.

"Hahaha! Kill me? Do you think now is the same as before?"

A sword qi surged out, directly tearing apart the tornado of ghost qi. Where the blade pointed, all the ghost qi melted away little by little, as if it had encountered a nemesis.

"what?!"

The tornado was almost shapeless after several sword strikes by Wen Peng, and the ghost guardian could no longer control it, so he could only fall to the ground and look at Wen Peng with a sullen expression on his face.

Wenpeng took a deep breath: "No. 30 sixth floor."

"Sword Tomb."

This is a world of swords.

Everywhere you look, there are rusty swords.

Short sword and long sword, wide sword and heavy sword, split sword and broken sword, each one is different, standing quietly on the ground, like a knight who has hidden in the mountains.

Wenpeng took all the ghost energy back into his dantian.

With a slight movement of the palm, the Zhu Shen Sword appeared in Wen Peng's hand. The sword was as scarlet as blood, exuding a biting edge.

"If it were in other places, I might have a [-]-[-] split with you at most, but now."

Wenpeng swung his long sword, and in an instant, several sword flowers came out.

Ten meters, one hundred meters, one thousand meters around Wen Peng's body, all the swords were trembling with excitement, and the mottled rust slowly fell off, revealing the sharp edge of picking someone to bite.

Zhushenjian, known as Zhushenjian, is the king of ten thousand swords.

Even though Wen Peng found only two eighteen fragments, the power contained in them was enough to make these swords tremble.

Moreover, Wen Peng is a member of the Wen family, and the degree of fit for Zhu Shenjian is even like a part of his own body.

"Peerless Sword Qi!"

Blossoming Sword Flower condensed breathtaking vigor in the mid-air, and floated towards the ghost clan protector.

It seemed that the wind was calm, but it made the hairs on the whole body of the ghost guardian stand on end.

But all the people of the ghost clan, whether they are Dharma protectors or ghost kings, are not afraid of Zhu Shenjian.

No one is not afraid of this divine sword that slaughtered their entire clan!

"Tch! It's just two pieces, what's there to be afraid of?!"

The ghost protector's pupils shrank, and after forcibly building up his courage, he grabbed his hands suddenly and dropped ten traces of ghost aura in front of him. With a slap of his palm, these ten traces of ghost aura stuck to the ground and flew toward Wenpeng's sword flowers. went up to welcome.

Rumbling--

Profound energy and ghost energy bombarded each other, Wen Peng didn't neglect for a moment, stepped on his foot, and instantly came to the body of the guardian of the ghost clan, and raised his sword.

shhhhh--

Thousands of long swords were dispatched together, whether they were intact or broken swords, they were all whistling softly, and each sword was conveying their only remaining power to Wenpeng!
"Weng—"

Once again, a blood-red light ignited on the Sword of Punishment.

It was as if a flame was burning.

The pupils of the ghost protector shrank suddenly. How could he forget this scene? If Wen Peng hadn't used his sword intent when he was in the Holy Family, even he wouldn't have run away!
Sword intent, adhering to the will of the sword.

The will of the Sword of Punishment.

For the ghost race, this is like the horror of the end of the world.

"Death to me!"

A trace of panic flashed in the eyes of the ghost guardian, his fists were clenched tightly, and he punched heavily, the ghostly aura rose, like a giant beast in the abyss, and he slammed away fiercely!

Wen Peng lifted the long sword, poured profound energy into it, and the sword intent rose.

"Seven Killing Swords of Punishing Gods, defeating thousands of armies with one sword!"

"Two swords move the sky!"

"Three swords cut the universe!"

The third sword of the Seven Killing Sword was unleashed by Wen Peng.

The sharp edge of the God of Punishment swept across the gap between the two at this moment, and with a single strike, it easily chopped off the ghostly aura like a giant beast in the abyss!
The three huge swords are in the shape of a character, staying on top of the ghost guardian's head.

"no no!"

The heavy coercion directly crushed the mind of the ghost guardian. He had already experienced being "killed" once in the Holy Family, and he escaped only after burning his original power.

But now, these three giant swords, like three death scythes, made him feel the breath of death again!

He wanted to run, but the entire sixth floor of No. 30 seemed to be helping Wen Peng. Every sword exuded a force. Make the ghost guardian unable to move!

Wen Peng's eyes sank, and his palm suddenly pressed down!
"Pro!"

Three huge swords, like tearing space, fell heavily!
bang bang bang-

The whole body exploded directly, and the violent sword energy crazily tore apart the body of the ghost guardian, and in an instant, it directly swallowed half of the body!
"Ahhh-"

Wen Peng glanced at the ghost guardian who was struggling between the three giant swords, and said softly, "Stop."

The surging sword energy stopped for a moment.

The ghost guardian was panting, and looked at Wen Peng in shock.

Wen Peng stood there without saying a word.

"Haha, hahaha! Wenpeng! Just wait for me! I will never let you go!"

"Hahahaha!"

The ghost protector grinned grinningly and jumped up.

But the body just moved.

From the top of the head, there is a force of tens of thousands of catties, and the three giant swords also exude a supreme sharpness, piercing deeply into the body of the ghost guardian!

"Ahhh-"

Wen Peng raised his eyes and said with a light smile, "Death or life, I give you two choices."

With a twist of his wrist, a young man appeared in the world of swords all over the sky.

Wen Peng said: "The aura on this man's body must be ghost aura."

The ghost protector didn't know what Wen Peng was going to do, so he nodded tremblingly.

"That's good, then do you know that this guy is from my Wen family."

This time, it was the ghost guardian's turn to be shocked!
"Wen, the Wen family?!"

Wen Peng said: "Tell me, you ghost clan, what are you planning?"

"There is another layer, I think, you should not be idle."

The ghost protector gritted his teeth and asked, "I said, you won't kill me?"

Wen Peng said: "It can be considered."

"I want an accurate answer!"

Wen Peng sneered, and the three giant swords exploded with the power to devour everything again, and a flash of sword light directly chopped off one arm of the ghost guardian!
"Ahhhh!"

"You have no choice!"

(End of this chapter)