Demon Recovery: I Have the Fetters of the Six Lucky Stars

　　In an instant, both hands moved in circles, like the drums of gods and demons, constantly blasting out, as fast and violent as lightning.

　　boom!boom!boom! ......

　　Pure yang flames burned out from the fists, pulling out the afterimage, like two crimson flaming pythons raging.

　　Under Jiang Chen's fists, the air kept exploding, and the fists seemed to be overwhelming, and the heavenly river poured out, smashing on the five ghosts, smashing everything, and the pure Yang Yan burned everything.

　　"Ahhhh!!!" The five Spectre Ghosts and the five Ghost Infants were completely crushed and beaten by Jiang Chen.

　　Jiang Chen's head is full of energy, like a god of war, invincible from all evil, those black mists can't have any effect on him at all.

　　Boom!

　　A punch was thrown, the punch was unmatched, and everything was blasted.

　　A Specter was pierced through Jiang Chen's chest, and even the ghost baby inside was directly killed.

　　A shrill scream rang out.

　　Jiang Chen's expression remained unchanged, and his fist continued to swing.

　　boom!boom!boom!boom!

　　The five Specters, including the Ghost Infant, were all beaten to death by Jiang Chen, and the sky was full of black energy.

　　"Innate Invisible Body-breaking Sword Qi!"

　　Jiang Chen put his right hand with two fingers together, turning all the energy of the undead into sword energy, stepping a little, performing peerless light art, fast like a shooting star, and chasing after Han Sanxiao.

　　"Not good!" Seeing this scene, Han Sanxiao was shocked and trembled.

　　What kind of murderer is this.

　　How could such a murderer suddenly appear in Dachang City?

　　The seven sons and mothers he has cultivated are resentful, and when they are combined, some of them are comparable to the strength of the ninth-order resentment.

　　The six shot together, even if the awakening peak, there is no way to easily defeat.

　　As a result, in front of Jiang Chen, he didn't last a minute.

　　"Old dog, eat my Jiang, someone's innate and invisible sword qi, this sword qi has the breath of your daughter and grandson!"

　　Jiang Chen laughed and said, using his fingertips as the source, a galaxy formed in the night, exuding a monstrous sword intent, absorbing the energy of the undead, and growing, turning into a big wave of sword energy, like a tsunami coming, overwhelming the earth.

　　Han San laughed and was shocked, his face was pale, knowing that he obviously couldn't escape, looking at Jiang Chen approaching, his eyes filled with anger, and he made a hoarse voice: "You forced me!"

　　I saw Han Sanxiao bit his index finger, a drop of blood squeezed out, and a faint black gas escaped. In front of Jiang Chen's face, he made a strange handprint, his mouth screamed, and his voice became sharp.

　　"Induced by blood, commanded by sound, ghosts, ghosts, ghosts, ghosts, tops, ghosts, ghosts, ghosts, ghosts and souls, come quickly, come quickly..."

　　In an instant, the gust of wind blew up, and the evil and yin winds blew, countless rich resentment, suffocation, death, yin, and filth converged here, and there were bursts of murmurs in the air.

　　Han Sanxiao opened his mouth and swallowed, and in an instant, countless resentment, evil, death, yin, and filth all swallowed into his stomach.

　　Han Sanxiao was still full of ghostly energy, and a dark black haze shrouded his body, all the vitality in his body was suppressed.

　　Different faces of that old face were looming and overlapping.

　　Seeing this, Jiang Chen didn't understand what it was, but he knew he was holding back.

　　"Come to your mother!"

　　How could he give the opponent a chance, shouted loudly, slaughtered away in the air, and the innate invisible sword qi no longer accumulated, pointed out, and killed the old man, destroying the dead and killing everything. .

Chapter 52

　　The innate body-shattering and invisible sword energy turned into black sword energy and killed Han Sanxiao, like the devil's finger in hell, making people tremble with fear.

　　Seeing this black sword energy, Han Sanxiao's eyes suddenly opened, his pupils dissipated, his eyes were full of whites, and dense spider webs spread in all directions.

　　"Hey, kid is courting death!"

　　The voice sounded, like thousands of people opening their mouths in unison, old voices, hoarse voices, sharp voices... This voice made people's scalp tingle and shudder.

　　Han Sanxiao actually raised his hand and grabbed Xiantian's body-breaking invisible sword qi, trying to shake the black sword qi with his physical body.

　　What the innate body-breaking invisible sword qi breaks is not the body, but the celestial body, space, born with thought, bursting out of the hole, and directly appearing in its chest, containing the crazy killing power that destroys the dead and is invincible.

　　Suddenly, a big black hand burst out from Han Sanxiao's chest, like a ghost hand from hell, resisting this black sword energy.

　　Jiang Chen's pupils shrank. Although his sword energy was not as strong, he was confident that ordinary resentment would be killed with one blow.

　　But at this moment, he was caught by the hellish hand on the other side's chest.

　　Without thinking too much, the body shook, and the weapon box behind him was filled with yang energy, giving birth to a circle of red and hot aura, and the ghost-headed knife had already appeared in Jiang Chen's hands.

　　Jiang Chen clenched the ghost-headed knife, and slashed the long knife in his hand, cutting through the air.

　　In the face of these ghosts, a knife is better than a fist!

　　Just when the ghost head knife was about to slash Han Sanxiao, a grimace made of black mist appeared, which suddenly blocked the knife and was difficult to shake.

　　"kill!"

　　Jiang Chen clenched the handle of the knife tightly and let out a loud roar, the blood in his body rumbled, his body fully recovered, his body was raised at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it recovered to two meters. A severe sense of oppression.

　　This is his true form.

　　boom!

　　The ghost head knife was suddenly pressed down, and countless hideous ghost heads appeared, roaring with unparalleled momentum, and the condensed ghost faces were shattered.

　　At the moment when the knife in front of him was about to slash and fall, another hellish hand was born from the shoulder and suddenly grabbed the knife edge.

　　At the same time, the ghost hand of hell who resisted the innate body-breaking invisible sword energy had already dissolved the sword energy, grew rapidly, and grabbed Jiang Chen fiercely.

　　"The Great Sun Golden Bell Shade!"

　　Jiang Chen suddenly slammed, and a dark golden golden bell appeared, airtight and indestructible.

　　Clang!

　　The ghost hand of hell landed on the golden bell, like a collision of gold and iron.

　　Jiang Chen turned over and stepped back, looking at Han Sanxiao in front of him, with a sense of surprise in his heart.

　　This is too exaggerated, they are completely different from each other, and their strengths are very different.

　　However, he was still fearless in his heart, his mouth and nose exhaled air, turning into a dragon pillar, and he breathed and breathed with a charm.

　　Breath of Thunder!

　　"Jie Jie Jie... Jie Jie Jie..."

　　Han Sanxiao looked at Jiang Chen and kept grinning. Although he did not continue to absorb resentment, evil, death, yin, and filth in his mouth, it was still rushing towards him.

　　Jiang Chen's eyes froze, full of killing intent, he must fight quickly!

　　"Pure! Yang Yan!"

　　"Vulcan Fury!"

　　Roaring in the mouth, volleying to kill, setting off gusts of wind, layers of wind and waves, endless flames permeating out, the golden bell turned into a self-respecting figure, domineering and arrogant.

　　Under the light of the fire, Han Sanxiao's shadow at this time was like a giant mountain stacked up, very terrifying.

　　boom!

　　However, the ghosts in the sky seemed to appear, as if a ferocious ghost came out of the cage and wanted to Jiang Chen, and at the same time, the ghosts of hell grabbed Jiang Chen again and screamed.

　　"Jie Jie Jie... boy, die, become our blood food, become a part of us!"

　　At this time, Han Sanxiao used his body as a container, turned it into a demon, a ghost, and was already inhuman.

　　Jiang Chen saw this hell ghost hand, and suddenly moved quickly. Between the lightning and flint, ten Jiang Chen suddenly appeared in the field to kill with a knife.

　　Spiral Nine Shadows!

　　bang bang bang! ! !

　　In front of Han Sanxiao, he did not separate his nine spiral shadows, Jiang Chen seized the opportunity, and in an instant, the yang flames spread on the ghost head knife, the fire was fierce, the searing waves rolled, and he slashed out.

　　One knife, one knife, another knife.

　　The long knives danced wildly, the light of the knives staggered, as fast as lightning, but each strike carried the potential of thunder.

　　This is not just swordsmanship, but also spears, swords, halberds, sticks, whips, fists, palms, legs, fingers, and claws.

　　The fiery fire of pure Yang Yan swept Han Sanxiao.

　　"die!!!"

　　With this blow from Han Sanxiao, his entire body suddenly swelled, his face was completely black, his eyes full of white eyes looked at Jiang Chen, and he roared loudly, like a thousand ghosts roaring.

　　One after another, invisible ghost hands appeared, and Han Sanxiao's shadow suddenly appeared, grabbing Jiang Chen's shadow, making Jiang Chen's body stiff, and the whole person seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, struggling to struggle.

　　At the same time, there was a monstrous power in the hands of these ghosts, as if to tear Jiang Chen apart.

　　Jiang Chen gritted his teeth, and the only one behind him exuded a surging energy, letting his body loosen slightly, and with a wave of his hand, he threw the ghost-headed knife in his hand, and with a bang, it was directly nailed to the huge Han Sanxiao. on the shadow.

　　"Ah!!!" A shrill scream sounded, making Jiang Chen's eardrums tingle, but he walked out of the quagmire.

　　Jiang Chen stepped a little, like an arrow from the string, tearing the air with his flesh and killing Han Sanxiao.

　　The whole body is surging with yang flames, frantically spraying, causing every square inch to burn in the flames.

　　boom!

　　He punched directly at Han Sanxiao.

　　At this time, Han Sanxiao naturally couldn't be unprepared, and his hands were constantly blasting towards Jiang Chen, and one hell of a ghost hand blasted at Jiang Chen.

　　boom!boom!boom! ......

　　The two continued to fight against each other, like a storm.

　　No one was dodging, it was a complete attack.

　　Jiang Chen's fists kept blasting out, hitting Han Sanxiao's body. His body had a layer of resentment, suffocation, death, yin, filth... a black film composed of ghosts.

　　On the other hand, Jiang Chen had pure Yang flames outside and a golden bell hood inside.

　　The yin wind roared, the fire waves rolled, and the terrifying aftermath swept out, shaking in all directions.