My Master is Lin Zhengying

Before Nan Chen finished speaking, the sharp sword in his hand had already stabbed the man in front of him.

The man felt the strong oppressive force, and also felt shocked.

I thought it was because my spell had been cast for too long and something happened.

Now it seems that it was his raising ghosts, which was noticed by others.

This is, waiting for him to come to the door.

How could the man dare to be negligent, he hastily dodged.

The opponent's movement was very fast, Nan Chen's sword directly pierced through the air.

However, Jiale Qingqing, Qiu Sheng's literary talent behind her, made repeated moves.

Let this man also be in a hurry.

"Yaodao, die!"

With a loud roar, Qiu Sheng slashed down with the Ten Thousand Ghost Knife in his hand.

The man was so frightened that he dodged again.

As a result, Wen Cai hit him with a stick.

With a scream, he flew out on the spot.

Jiale Qingqing even soared into the air.

The mahogany sword in his hand followed, and he was about to subdue this man.

Who knew that at this critical moment, he suddenly formed a seal and shouted:

"Edict!"

This statement came out.

A spell sealed on the man's heart was suddenly activated.

Streams of black air poured into his body in an instant.

At this moment, the skin also turned purple and black.

It's like being poisoned.

But the breath in his whole body increased rapidly in the blink of an eye.

A gust of wind blew out.

"Om" sound.

Jia Le and Qing Qing, who jumped up in the air, were directly knocked to the ground.

Nan Chen's heart tightened, the breath was so strong.

But looking at the other party's purple-black face, some kind of sorcery should have been cast.

At this time, the opponent had reached the second level of the Mysterious Rank, and his aura was still surging.

At the same time, the man slapped the ground fiercely.

The whole person stood up straight into the air.

There was a strong vibration of profound energy, forcing everyone to retreat again and again.

Nan Chen grabbed Wen Cai and looked at him.

That man is now making a seal with one hand.

Surrounding Nanchen and others:

"It's just you guys who broke my spell, right?"

Nan Chen drew his sword and swung across:

"Yes, so to speak.

You are the one who used the black talisman, the demon way of Qijuemen..."

The man smiled coldly, and his aura stayed in the fourth heaven of the mysterious level.

He scanned Nan Chen and the others and analyzed them carefully.

Only then did I realize that none of Nan Chen and the others had reached the Xuan rank.

They are all of the Huang rank cultivation base.

The strongest one is the man holding a broken bronze sword.

The breath is strong, and the yellow rank is strong.

He judged that Nan Chen should only have the Ninth Heaven of Huang Rank.

But it was the first time he met Huang Jie Jiuzhongtian who was so forceful.

But it didn't matter.

In his own eyes, Huang Jie is Huang Jie.