Deity of the Cursed Sword

The camera returns to the square in front of the Yuqing Hall again.

It has been a while since the fierce battle. Although it is only a short period of time, for the monks who have the unpredictable ability of ghosts and gods, so a little time can already do a lot of things ...

The blood and stumps all over the ground, the fierce fighting, has entered a fierce heat ...

…

A flash of silver flashed through.

Acacia crossed a fierce arc, seemingly mediocre, without power, in fact a blow that condenses extremely pure power! The shining light rushed to Tian Tian, ​​who was on the opposite side, and a smooth smile appeared in the eyes of Poison God!

Tian is not easy to fight for a long time, already exhausted, holding his sword to block, but found that his arm was stagnant and slowed by half a beat!

There is a faint floral fragrance in the air, very weak, very flat, and not particularly intense. It's just ... a poison that is so toxic!

But in this top-notch showdown, even one-tenth of a hesitation is enough to kill! Poison God never thought that it was not easy to knock down Tian with toxins, all he had to do was assist!

"Old man's nickname, but the **** of poison !!!"

Cut Acacia in an instant and cut an entrance, quickly slammed on Tian's chest, a large piece of blood flowing down, even with a few traces of black toxin in the blood, Tian is not easy to pale!

The original strength was inferior to the Poison God. Now under the serious injury, it is no longer an opponent. The Poison God's hands slammed with a bang, and Tian's body that is not easy to be fat is like a meat ball. , A mouthful of blood spewed out, staggering in steps, seeing it would be impossible!

…

It's not just Tian who is not easy here. With his profound cultivation and the power of the Yin Yang mirror, Yu Yangzi has pressed the first two. Hosting the battle of the siege of Qingyunmen, Yu Yangzi's heart is surging, and the battle is getting more and more brave. Under the strong attack, there is no trend of exhaustion. The two first seats are quickly repelled!

On the side, Mrs. Sanmiao and Shuiyue had been chatting for a long time. Shuiyue bought a flaw, deliberately pretended to be knocked down, and quickly backed away.

And, Qinglong in the distance, with his arrogant strength, beat Shui Qilin to no avail!

A disciple of the Demon Sect, seeing the heads of the Qingyun Gate have been repelled one after another, similarly soared, and furiously attacked the crowd of Qingyun Gate. The disciples of Qingyun Gate held the fairy sword and could only cope with the violent attack. They stepped back step by step and saw that they were about to arrive at the Yuqing Hall.

On the battlefield, there are already corpses ...

Qingyun Gate, crushed!

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At this moment, the venomous poisonous **** suddenly frowned.

Just preparing to step forward, Tian Tian is not easy to come to the last knife, the poison god's action stopped, staring at the situation on the field, looking like a ghost!

Those who are struggling and injured!

Those who died!

Actually,

No one is the ghost king Zong! ! ! !

Not only that, even those of the King of Ghosts and Kings, not only no one died, not even the injured! Even an ordinary disciple has a neat dress and a steady breath. Where is the slightest injury? While fighting, they still muttered something solemnly, and the poison **** listened carefully. It was actually "the Lord Sect Master is invincible in the world", "The Sovereign Lord blesses me and gives me divine power" Yun Yun.

This,

While chanting the slogan of worship, he was still fighting, so relaxed ...

Even Tian Tian didn't give up the chase, the poison **** suddenly shouted to the distant Yuyangzi: "Yuyangzi brother! The situation is not good!"

"Brother Poison God? What ... makes you so panic?" Yu Yangzi, who had already reached the point of victory, also listened. The two first seats across the board recovered a life.

"Look! Look carefully! Ghost King Zong's people !!" Poison God said concisely to Yuyang Zi directly.

Yu Yangzi is not an idiot, the poison **** reminds him so, turn his head and look!

In the chaotic crowd, although the disciples of Ghost Wangzong used simple moves, the strong suppression effect could be seen at a glance!

Yuyang Zi was stunned and shocked!

Those of the ghost king sect were unharmed! Even the most ordinary disciple!

"What's the matter !!!" Yu Yangzi exclaimed.

Chu Tian, ​​the king of the ghost king, was the first person at that time, and everyone knew it. But how come even ordinary disciples are so powerful!

Poison God's eyes were heavy, and he said: "Yuyangzi's brother, his ghost Wangzong is so powerful, why did he attack me at Qingyunmen and wait for me? The meaning of it, haven't you thought about it?"

"But if Ghost King Zong has this strength, why not directly annex our schools and unite the holy religion?" Yu Yangzi is not a layman, and the key comes to mind at the first thought!

Poison God frowned: "This is exactly where I can't figure it out!"

There was a trace of panic in their eyes.

In the distance, the crowd at Qingyun Gate retreated quickly. The seriously injured Tian is not easy. Several first seats also quickly entered the crowd to fight for the chance to adjust interest rates.

The demons are moving fast and pressing.

A great situation!

But Poison God and Yuyangzi were not half happy. The threat of the enemy is clear, but the threat hidden in the dark is the most frightening and shocking. Ghost King Zong has been secretly developing for a hundred years without revealing any traces. In the end, no one knows how powerful it is.

Yu Yangzi took a deep breath, his gaze determined.

"Regardless of his conspiracy, at least, try how powerful he is!"

Yu Yangzi raised his palms and rushed forward--

"Yuyangzi is old--, hey!" Poison God sighed, helpless to Yuyangzi's acute son.

Yu Yangzi aimed at a disciple of Ghost Wang Zong and slapped it. The longevity tactics were running, and a breath of terror spread from the palms of his hands, and it roared the disciple's back.

Seeing that it was about to shoot down, Yu Yangzi even wondered if his actions were too sudden, and the disciple of the ghost king Zong did not have time to respond.

Just at the very beginning!

The disciple of the ghost king Zong suddenly turned around anxiously, his hands danced one after another, and a mysterious imprint was interwoven and turned into a strange pattern!

Xuan Ming Road!

Longevity Tips!

Tai Chi Xuan Qing Dao!

Yu Yangzi's eyes widened in disbelief. This ordinary disciple, who belonged to the third helm of Gui Wangzong's armed forces, actually used three unique skills!

Yu Yangzi's palms meet!

"boom----!"

The heat wave exploded, and Yu Yangzi quickly used the Yin Yang mirror to remove most of his power, which prevailed. The disciple of this ghost king Zong repelled ten steps.

And Yu Yangzi himself staggered and stepped back five steps.

The square in front of the Yuqing Hall suddenly fell silent, and the silence spread rapidly from around Yuyangzi. Everyone looked at the two people who had just laid hands!

PS:

The last chapter should be the Hall of Magic Moon Cave. It was mistaken and became the ancestral hall of the patriarch.