Martial arts become gods

Chapter 2719 Chapter 710 Nine, everyone is the same

The ghost with the red belt in his hand shuttled quickly among the many ghosts, and the stone sword in his hand kept slashing out, often one sword at a time, quite decisive.

"It's really different!" Mo Xian said with a smile.

The ghost's abnormality immediately attracted the attention of other ghosts, and their expressions became crazy, almost exactly the same as the ghost's angry appearance.

"Why, you fakes, do you still want to replace me?" Ghosting sneered.

"So, you are real, and we are all fake?" Many ghosts said in a hurry, and the picture was quite weird.

"Nonsense!" Guiying sneered, and then cut a ghost beside him in half with a sword.

Although there was a suspicion that he was killing himself, he didn't show mercy at all, and Mo Xian was a little tongue-tied when he saw it.

"Hmph, as long as we kill you, we will become real." Many ghosts looked at each other and said one after another, even thinking the same.

But this is also very reasonable, kill the real, and the fake will naturally become real.

"That depends on whether you have the ability." Guiying sneered, and at the same time walked forward slowly. Every time he took a step, he would draw out the sword once, which meant that a ghost was killed, which was simple and rude.

Seeing this, the faces of many ghosts became even uglier. What is the difference between them and lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

"Everyone, let's settle the truth, how about we decide who is the truth?" At this time, several ghosts suddenly said in unison.

"Okay, if we don't get rid of this, we will always be fake." Many ghosts immediately agreed, it's rare for counterfeit goods to be like them, and they all regarded themselves as real.

After reaching a consensus, these fake ghosts no longer attacked each other, but looked at the real ghosts with hatred and surrounded them.

In fact, the strength of each ghost is the same, and the attack method is roughly the same. The only difference is that the real ghost may be more flexible, and of course it is not obvious.

The war broke out again soon, and under the siege of many ghosts, the real ghosts looked very embarrassed.

"boom!"

Amidst the dull crashing sound, the real ghost was blown away like a ball.

However, he is like an unbeatable Xiaoqiang, who will soon be able to stabilize his figure and fight.

"It seems that you need help!" Mo Xian smiled, listening to the dull crashing sound, he felt a little numb.

"No need, this is my battle." The ghost roared, holding the big sword in both hands, and slashed forward suddenly.

With every cut, there will be a huge half-moon-shaped sword energy roaring out.

His attack was aimed at one direction, and he completely gave up his defense, which would definitely give other ghosts a good chance to attack.

"Shhhh..."

Amidst the sound of the breaking wind, huge sword qi roared out, scrambling to land on the ghost with the red belt in his hand, making quite strange collision sounds.

It felt like hitting a hard stone instead of flesh and blood.

If you look closely, you can find that when he was chopping, his body faintly exuded a faint khaki light, which made his figure look quite calm and heavy, as if the vast land was unshakable.

"It's Wu Wen!" Mo Xian saw the clue at a glance, Wu Wen could be a relatively rare forged product, and he hadn't seen it a few times until now.

He now has a martial pattern on his body, but it is of little use, it can only be used as a sandbag.

Ghost Shadow's martial pattern is quite good, and after being activated, his body is as unshakable as if made of metal.

And those replicas obviously did not inherit this martial pattern.

The ghost with the red belt in his hand slashed out ten swords in a row, bringing out huge arc-shaped sword shadows, and directly beat the large ghost in front of him to vomit blood and fly away.

"Bang bang..."

The ghost with the red belt in his hand stopped drawing his sword, and his breathing became a little short. Obviously, the round of chopping just now was quite exhausting for him.

"Bang bang..."

And just as he stopped, several large swords fell on him almost at the same time, and one of them was directly on top of his head.

Although the epee has no front, it might not be too pleasant to be hit several times like this.

Even with the martial tattoo protection, the ghost figure still trembled, and a trace of blood immediately spilled from the corner of its mouth.

The epee was still pressing on his body, the huge force made him almost breathless, and he spurted out several mouthfuls of blood continuously.

"You damn fakes, you still want to beat me!" The ghost with the red belt in his hand roared angrily, and the yellow light on his body suddenly spread.

In an instant, Mo Xian seemed to see a khaki-yellow rune phantom spreading from the ghost, and then shattered in an instant. The force generated instantly made all the surrounding ghosts vomit blood and fly away.

Almost at the same time, the ghost shadow stepped forward, and the epee in his hand directly pierced one ghost shadow, and then the second and third.

Four ghosts were pierced in a row, nailed to the ground like candied haws, and the pupils of the other ghosts shrank.

At this moment, Mo Xian finally understood that sentence, and I started to beat myself so hard that I was afraid of myself.

The scene in front of me is the best interpretation!

"What, are you fakes finally scared?" The ghost with a red belt on his hand wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said with disdain.

"Huh, everyone is the same, why do you say we are counterfeit!" Many ghosts roared and slashed out with swords.

The continuous huge sword light roared out, engulfing the ghost in an instant.

The ghost's martial pattern should have been broken just now, and I'm afraid it won't be able to display it in a short time.

"Can that guy handle it?" Mo Xian couldn't help but click his tongue.

"Why don't you carry it for him?" Han Ling'er said.

"Forget it, my skin isn't that thick!" Mo Xian said with a smile. He basically can't use his Yuanli now. Although his physical body is still strong, he can't stand such a beating.

"Roar!" In the sword light, the ghost's angry roar suddenly came out.

Immediately afterwards, a tyrannical force burst out, and all the sword lights bounced out, even a little faster than when they came, and fell on their master in an instant.

Many ghosts flew out immediately, and a terrible crack was torn on the chest.

And the ghost with the red belt on his hand appeared in Mo Xian's eyes. There were bloody wounds all over his body, but his blood seemed to be burning, forming a black-red blood inflammation, emitting very dangerous fluctuations .

Mo Xian frowned slightly, Guiying was burning his own foundation, and there might be some sequelae.

But since this is Ghost Shadow's choice, it's not easy for them to intervene, or it may backfire.

(End of this chapter)