Inverse Sword God

Inverse Sword God Chapter

"I'm someone you can't mess with!"

The sword is nameless, and stretches out a palm to grab it forward.

The young master wants to escape.

However, he felt that his body seemed to be imprisoned and his fingers could not move.

He felt cold all over,

Master Ghost King has always been high above him. He has always been in control of the destiny of others.

He has never been in control of his destiny.

This feeling of being an ant is really desperate.

"No, you can't kill me!"

"I'm the young master!"

"My father is the true Sovereign, and my father is the emperor, can you ever fight?"

He growled wildly.

The sword snorted anonymously, and a small hand waved, which directly interrupted the bones in his body.

The young master fell to the ground like a dead dog.

The sword is nameless, grabbing directly at his soul,

Receive the soul.

Ghost King Master was so miserable that he rolled his eyes and foamed his mouth,

Soon, the sword reclaimed its little hand,

He got the information of Fengting Pavilion,

The next moment, he grabbed Master Ghost King with one hand and waved with the other.

Rushed directly into the depths of Ghost King Zong,

With a bang, he split a large hall in half,

There was a figure of Fengting inside.

Feng Ting's face was pale, and three black runes appeared on her body, sealing her there.

With a hint of despair in Fengting's eyes,

Even if they all die together, they will not make the other person happy.

At this moment, the hall suddenly opened, the light flashed, and a figure rushed in.

who is it? Someone came to save her?

Family people?

Soon she denied it, and they would never dare to oppose the prince of the ghost king.

This, she knew it when her fiance died,

So she has no hope,

Who is that?

Feng Ting thought about it, and found that she never knew any powerful master seniors, dare to be with the prince of ghosts, right?

"Are you all right?"

Feng Ting froze, turned her head, and saw Jianming appear in front of her,

Feng Ting exclaimed, then said, "Why are you here?"

"Hurry up, this is not where you can come."

Feng Yifan is his righteous son, and it is also her current concern,

Is her only relative in this world,

What she didn't want was what happened to Feng Yifan,

But unexpectedly, Feng Yifan now came here.

I'm afraid next, it will be terrible.

Feng Yifan smiled, "Is the ghost king sect? I haven't paid attention yet,"

As he spoke, he walked forward,

Feng Ting was stunned and didn't pay attention to the ghost king zong?

Does Yifan have a fever and is talking nonsense?

The next moment, Feng Ting's body was a while.

With a wave of the sword, the three black runes broke instantly,

The wind pavilion is free, no longer sealed.

So shocked,

"Yifan, did you do this? When did you have such power?"

"Don't you? It was taken away by an old monster?"

"Yifan, don't scare me." Feng Ting's eyes were red.

Jian Jianming said, "I'm still me, Feng Ting, are you okay?"

Hearing this breath, Feng Ting was relieved,

They do n’t like to call her mother-in-law, but instead call her by name.

Although she corrected it many times, she later gave up, whatever she shouted.

Knowing that Feng Yifan is fine, Feng Ting is still confused. How do you have this power?

Jian Jianming said, "It's a long story, and it won't be explained at a short while."

"In short, you know, I'm still me, and I haven't changed."

"Yes, they didn't treat you, did they?"

Feng Ting shook her head slightly. "No, they just sealed me,"

"Don't worry, I'll take revenge for you," Jian Jian said, "Ghost King Zong, there is no need to exist."

This is very domineering,

Feng Ting is a little embarrassed. Even if they are their entire family, they dare not to oppose Ghost King Sect.

And the sword nameless seems to have no fear,

With a little wave of the sword, the sword was submerged directly into the ground,

The roar sounded, and large cracks began to appear.

Ghost King's pavilion, shrine, alchemy hall, all are broken.

A devastating atmosphere, centered on him, swept in all directions.

Countless ghost warriors are crying, they are miserable and desperate, they want to escape,

However, as soon as he acted, he was torn into pieces by this terrible sword gas.

"Father save me." Master Ghost King also screamed in horror,

He was also pierced by Wan Jian and was very miserable.

But he didn't die, because Jian Jian didn't want to let him die,

"Who dares to be wild in my martial arts! Don't want to live?"

At this time, an extremely cold voice came.

There are extremely terrible laws permeating,

There are even fragments of Divine Fire, beating.

Master Ghost King cheered, "Great, father, you're finally out!"

"Father! Kill him! He dare hurt me!"

"It also ruined our gate! Don't let him go."

"Dare to oppose the ghost king sect, it is better to die in the end!"

"After ten thousand years, you will kneel in front of the ghost king's door and suffer for life!"

My voice came.

Immediately thereafter, the boundless ghostly spirit diffused in all directions,

Between heaven and earth, the black flames kept beating,

Feng Ting's face paled to the extreme. Is this the lord of Ghost King Sect?

Legendary Zhundi!

"Not good, Yifan, run away, we must leave quickly."

The sword was nameless but smiled, "What are you afraid of, the emperor? I haven't looked into it yet."

"At my fingertips, I can kill him."

Crazy, Yifan is crazy! Feng Ting next to me was dumbfounded,

In the void, there was a cold humming voice, "Destroy me at the fingertips? Boy, you really have a good breath!"

"Let me see, how can you shoot me out!"

The next moment, the boundless ghost was torn apart, and a cold-looking middle-aged man came out,

He is thin and cold,

Every move, with the power of cricket, seems to hold up your hand, you can suppress everything and destroy everything.

"You are the lord of Ghost King Zong?" Jian Wuming stared at the middle-aged man ahead. Leng said, "You dare to catch Feng Ting, you are dead."

"Now kneeling on the ground and apologize to Feng Ting, I will give you a happy death."

"Stupid thing, are you challenging this seat?" Ghost King Sovereign look,

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"Rest assured, I'll make him worse than death." The ghost king lord protruded out his palm, and the endless spirits filled it.

"Xiao Fan run away, I will help you stop him." Feng Ting stood up, blocking the sword in front of the nameless,

She treats death like home,

Jian Ming's heart is warm,

He smiled and said, "I said, Zhundi, I haven't looked at it yet."

The next moment, the sword's nameless body, the terrorist force broke out completely,

A terrible sword spirit swept Jiu Xiao.

At this moment, if the Lord Ghost King was struck by lightning, he was scared and scared,

This is the breath of the emperor!

"You are the emperor!" Fupin Chinese