Journey to the West

Chapter 630 Chapter 631 The Attack of the Phantom
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At the moment Ye Xuecheng killed the ancestor of the Frost Demon, a huge claw, covering the sky and covering the sun, came towards Ye Xuecheng!
"Go back to me."

Moving around, Ye Xuecheng intercepted Tianxie, and chopped off the claws that wanted to attack him with a single sword! .

"Go to hell, you were able to kill that idiot Frost Demon, which proves that you are very talented, but how many times can you use such a powerful attack, and in your current state, can you stab that sword again. "

A figure standing upright in the darkness said coldly.

"Hide your head and show your tail, your words can only be used to scare children. Today, you don't want to leave here. Even if you pay the price, I will destroy you physically and mentally."

The murderous intent on Ye Xuecheng's body was almost reaching the point where he had already let go of all restraints during the battle, so he absolutely couldn't let the other party leave alive.

"Don't be ashamed, you think I'm that idiot Frost Demon, but you also want me to be annihilated, dreaming, and burning with evil power."

The evil power standing on the figure standing in the darkness burned ferociously, different from ordinary flames, this gray flame was hot for a while, cold for a while, when it was hot it was like lava from the earth fire, and when it was cold it was like the cold wind from the nine heavens , as his strength erupted, the momentum on his body skyrocketed.

But Ye Xuecheng could see that the other party's consumption was huge, and the magic energy was depleted very quickly.

"Burning Heaven Palm."

Burning with gray flames, the terrifying claws grabbed towards Ye Xuecheng.

puff!
After some collisions, Ye Xuecheng spurted a mouthful of blood. The strength of the phantom was not much weaker than the ancestor of the Frost Demon. In order to stop the opponent, he could not retreat half a step, nor could he use his sword like a mountain, so he could only resist.

"Sword of Fear - All thoughts are lost!"

Forcibly holding back the boiling qi, blood and true essence, Ye Xuecheng stepped back, and immediately went up at a faster speed. With a swish and thrust of the poisonous hook sword, a dazzling light shone on the tip of the sword.

"retreat."

Moying has lingering fears about this sword. The ancestor of Frost Demon is very powerful, and he knows this in his heart. He just deliberately belittles the other party to frighten Ye Xuecheng.

Therefore, the Frost Demon Patriarch was able to die tragically under this sword. He didn't think he could resist it, his figure flashed, and the ghost did not dare to let Ye Xuecheng get close.

"Huh? Not that sword."

Soon he discovered that Ye Xuecheng's sword was just for show and didn't have much power at all. At the same time his heart relaxed, Moying became a little annoyed, knowing that he had been tricked, and the other party was humiliating him. The flashing stopped, and the strength of the claws was brewing.

Moying scolded the ancestor of Frost Demon as an idiot, and he himself is not smart!

"This is the real despair!"

Suddenly, Ye Xuecheng's figure flickered, teleported to the front of the phantom, and stabbed with a sword again, this sword burst into a bright light, like a virtual star exploding, the veins on the forehead were exposed, the sky The evil desire wants to back off, but under the influence of still space and the stop of all things, he can't even move a finger or make an expression. He can only watch helplessly as the shining sword point pierces into him. between the eyebrows.

boom!
The huge head of the phantom burst open, and there was no trace of blood. All the blood was twisted into nothingness by the powerful force contained in that sword. Not only that, the condensed sword gang that exploded into a point not only destroyed the phantom's head , and even his body was twisted into pieces, only the two legs were not affected too much.

A sword strikes' Ye Xuecheng quickly flew out, calming down the turbulence of his soul caused by the backlash of the profound meaning of despair, this time is his weakest time.

The flesh and blood squirmed, and with the legs as the foundation, the phantom's body grew rapidly.

"Unforgivable, ah, my head, you actually killed me once and ruined my life.'

The ghost's eyes were blood red, and he looked like he was crazy.

Ye Xuecheng's sword annihilated his soul sea, that's all, because this sword erupted directly inside his head, the violent and desperate secrets eroded into his soul sea, causing his soul origin to be severely damaged cutting.

You must know that the soul and the body are inseparable. When the body is intact, "this point of despair will not hurt him. Now he is pierced by a sword between the eyebrows and explodes inside." The lethality caused by it can be imagined , kill it directly.

If it weren't for his unique talent, the sword just now would have killed him completely, and he would end up with the Frost Demon Patriarch he laughed at!
At this time, Moying only felt that he had a splitting headache, his sanity was already a little crazy, and his body was full of resentment and ominous aura.

"go to hell!"'

Regardless of the fine sword light spreading from his legs to his whole body, the phantom leaned forward and flew towards Ye Xuecheng, his hands were in the shape of claws, and the sharp black airflow made his palms look like ghost claws.

Ye Xuecheng turned a blind eye to it, and a golden giant sword sprang out from the ground, facing the phantom. I don't know when, "Ye Xuecheng has used his natal sword, Jinbao, to cast a ten times stronger vibrating ripple slash to absorb enough earth from the ground." With the power, now that the body cannot move, it is just to use such a sudden attack to attack and kill the phantom.

Ding!Ding!Ding!
Sparks splashed everywhere, palms and swords clashed, and the fight was inexhaustible, while Ye Xuecheng was like a sculpture, his whole body was boiling.

"Try to sneak up on me', never possible.

Moying became more and more courageous as he fought, and his demonic aura surged to the sky. With the support of the half-step Taiyi Jinxian realm's demonic energy, he didn't have to worry about running out of magical energy in a short time.

The ghost is going to consume Ye Xuecheng right now, and he doesn't believe that this kid can consume him in a series of battles at the middle stage of the Golden Immortal!

But Moying didn't know that Ye Xuecheng could feel that as he continued to swing the sword, it became more and more compatible, with a sympathetic spirit and a tendency to unite soul and body. Before "he swung a sword," at least [-]% The strength has been lost, and now it can be used to [-]% of its appearance. With a single swing of the sword, the stern sword light can almost cut the sky and the earth.

Of course, with Ye Xuecheng's current strength, there is still no way to kill the phantom easily. One is that the phantom is prepared to guard against Ye Xuecheng's attack easily, and the other is that Ye Xuecheng consumes a lot of energy.

Luckily, Ye Xuecheng still kept a top-grade Tianpin Huiyuan Pill, which was given to him by the other party when he parted with Chixia Fairy Qu Ying, to save his life at critical moments!

The power of the earth on Jinbao, the natal sword, is getting thinner and thinner. At the beginning, it was still able to fight with the phantom. Afterwards, every time there is an attack, it will be hit and flew out, and the sword is screaming.

After all, this sword needs to be charged, needs the power of the earth to assist, and also needs to fight in close quarters, and the power of the sword attack will drop by at least [-]%!

After calming down the boiling sword gang, Ye Xuecheng opened the three-color vertical eyes between his brows, and suddenly shot out a three-color light beam.

The phantom screamed, bleeding from its seven orifices.

Before the soul was injured, he was not afraid of this soul attack, and now it is undoubtedly worse.

(End of this chapter)