From Yitian, the sword pressed the heavens

Chapter 157 Fighting Xiang Yu

"I don't care what's wrong or right, I just want to kill you!" Zhang Wuji's expression didn't change at all, and his tone didn't waver at all.

"kill me?"

"Haha, Junior Brother, I don't think you're qualified enough!" The old man's snarling expression suddenly retracted, and a transparent sword suddenly appeared in front of Zhang Wuji, about to stab him between the eyebrows.

"Yin God Killing Sword!"

"Brother, you don't think that I didn't know about your sword before I came here!" Zhang Wuji didn't panic at the sudden appearance of the sword, he slashed the black iron sword in his hand, and directly slashed back the Yin sword.

At the same time, he opened his mouth and sprayed, and the Zangfeng sword flew away with a bang, and directly slashed at the old man.

"Junior Brother, why do you think I dare to walk out of the Ghost King Sect?"

"Do you think I don't know Xuanyuan Sword Sect's style of immortality?"

"Actually, I've already advanced to the Nascent Soul!" A sternness flashed in the old man's eyes, and the Yinshen Sword, which was about to kill Zhang Wuji, trembled suddenly, and disappeared in mid-air, and it was already time to reappear In front of Zhang Wuji.

Obviously, this sword of leaping and killing in space must be cultivated to the Yuanying state before it can be used.

He just wanted to stay at the end to kill Zhang Wuji.

"Haha, that's a coincidence, I'm also in the Nascent Soul Realm!" Zhang Wuji smiled, and the Zangfeng sword that was about to approach the old man also flashed, and when it merged into the void and reappeared, it was also in front of the old man.

The same tricks, the same space jump sword.

"Pfft!" The old man's Yinshen sword stood between Zhang Wuji's eyebrows, but it only hit a phantom.

Zhang Wuji's figure had already flashed, and he used the short distance of Nascent Soul Realm to move towards the old man.

The same is true for this old man, the two of them flashed at the same time, and when they reappeared, their figures were almost stuck together.

This is the style of Xuanyuan Sword Sect. In Xuanyuan Jianxiu's eyes, there is no such thing as running for one's life at all, only going forward bravely and striking the sword to the end.

"Clang!" The black iron sword in Zhang Wuji's hand collided violently with the sword in the old man's hand.

Almost at the same time, a sword light suddenly rose in Zhang Wuji's eyes, and the old man on the opposite side was shocked by the killing sword energy, and his mind couldn't help being in a trance.

"Hey!" The hidden front behind him flashed again, and it had already reached the position of his back.

"Buzz!" He flashed again, then flashed backwards.

But Zhang Wuji was with him like a shadow, and the black iron sword in his hand cut out 120 eight swords in an instant.

Although the old man tried his best, he still only blocked 120 seven swords, and he did not block the last sword.

"Pfft!" It was this sword that directly chopped off his head.

However, there was no emotion in the eyes of the old man. A three-inch-long little man flashed out above his head, and the little man rushed towards Zhang Wuji with a small sword in his hand.

"Pfft!" It's a pity that the villain flickered just now, and before he could use his means, a transparent sword light flashed across the air, directly blasting his Nascent Soul to pieces.

It was Zhang Wuji's Shadowless Sword that coincidentally appeared at the place where he flashed at the most coincidental time, and then waited for work at leisure, directly ending his life.

This fight sounds thrilling and exciting, but in fact, only three breaths of time have passed from the beginning to the end.

When Zhang Wuji killed someone and then turned around and fled in the light of escape, many disciples present who participated in the assessment of the Ghost King Sect hadn't reacted yet.

Just because they didn't respond, doesn't mean others didn't respond either.

The ghostly aura above the Ghost King Zong began to gather quickly, and a huge human face quietly took shape. The human face didn't speak, but stared coldly at Zhang Wuji's back, and then opened his mouth to spray.

A red light suddenly attacked and killed Zhang Wuji.

Zhang Wuji chuckled, his speed soared suddenly, almost turning into a beam of sword light, and he didn't look worried at all.

And just when the red light was about to shoot into Zhang Wuji's body, the colorful light behind him suddenly exploded, and the red light fell to the ground with a swish.

Zhang Wuji turned his head and saw that it was indeed a thin long needle.

"Princess Tianfeng of Wan Yao Kingdom?" A voice sounded in front of him, Zhang Wuji turned his head to look, and found that on a mountain that he and Zhao Min must pass through in order to escape, there was a domineering middle-aged man holding a spear who did not know when Appear.

This person was riding on a skeleton warhorse, with a strong ghostly aura around him, obviously he was also a member of the Ghost King Sect.

"Xiang Yu, Overlord of Chu!" For some reason, Zhang Wuji recognized his identity the moment he saw this person.

"You know me?" Xiang Yu looked a little surprised, but soon he understood.

"I understand, you and this Princess Tianfeng are from the ancestor star."

Xiang Yu grinned: "For the sake of my fellow countrymen, I only fired one shot. If I can block it, you will leave. If I can't block it, you will die!"

Xiang Yu's voice was still cold, and as he spoke, the skeleton horse he sat on started galloping towards Zhang Wuji and Zhao Min.

At the same time, a huge phantom of the ghost king appeared behind him. This ghost king was wearing armor like him and holding a huge spear in his hand.

"Death!" Xiang Yu roared, the spear in his hand locked onto Zhang Wuji and stabbed him.

Exactly the same as his movements, the ghost king behind him also stabbed straight with his gun.

"One hundred and eight thousand swords!" Zhang Wuji and Zhao Min knew that they were targeted by Xiang Yu's murderous aura, and they couldn't hide if they wanted to.

They looked at each other, and they suddenly turned into two sword lights and combined with each other. In the blink of an eye, they seemed to merge into one, becoming a colorful sword light.

Suddenly, it collided with Xiang Yu's shot.

In fact, in the Lion Palace before, they only used a weakened version of the Hundred Eight Thousand Swords, but now when they transform into swords with their bodies, the state of unity of sword and energy is the strongest.

This sword is fully twice as strong as the one in the Lion Palace before.

"Boom!" The colorful sword light collided with Xiang Yu's shot.

A huge sonic boom sounded in a radius of hundreds of miles around the place where the two collided, and all the people in this area whose cultivation level was lower than that of Jiedan exploded and died.

Even the monks in the alchemy state were bleeding from seven holes and were seriously injured.

"Scatter!" Zhang Wuji shouted in a low voice from within the sword light.

The sword light that hit Xiang Yu's spear suddenly trembled, and spread out to form a hundred and eight thousand sword lights, stabbing towards Xiang Yu again.

"Puff puff puff!" Xiang Yu's whole body was riddled with holes.

And the sword light merged again behind Xiang Yu, and the figures of Zhang Wuji and Zhao Min were revealed. Both of them were a little pale, and they didn't dare to stay at all. They turned into two sword lights and galloped away at an extremely fast speed.

Soon an old man with a gloomy face stepped over. He glanced at Xiang Yu, then at Zhang Wuji and Zhao Min who had run to the end of the horizon, and said in a deep voice, "Did you stop at the last moment?"

(End of this chapter)