The Ultimate Sword Master

The center of the battlefield.

Seeing Gu Han's sword falling again.

Duan Ming gritted his teeth, and a dark shadow appeared behind him, and went straight into his ghost claws!

Visible to the naked eye.

The two already thick ghost claws grew almost twice as big, which was completely disproportionate to his skinny body!

Boom!

The domineering sword fell, leaving several deep sword marks on his ghost claws again!

Bang bang bang!

Duan Ming retreated until he was far away, and then stopped.

"Is this the strength of the top ghost commander?"

Gu Han did not rush to chase, thinking secretly in his heart, at this moment, he had roughly understood the opponent's strength.

The battle for the throne.

He still had to rely on Mo Wu's skin, and could not use the cultivation of his real body. It was necessary to find out the strength of the top ghost commander of the ghost clan in advance.

Compared with the other four.

Duan Ming is very strong, worthy of the title of top ghost commander!

"I just don't know if there is a stronger ghost general than him."

"Let's fight quickly and decisively."

Qian Ye said in a deep voice: "Once you have figured it out, quickly deal with them. Don't delay too long, so as not to create variables. As for the stronger ones... you will know when you meet them."

"Okay."

Gu Han nodded, and he didn't intend to deal with the other party any more.

"What are you standing there for!"

Seeing Gu Han suddenly stop, Duan Ming's pressure was relieved, and he roared at the few remaining ghost generals around him: "Why don't you go back quickly..."

"Go back?"

Gu Han asked curiously: "Where to go back? Back to Huangquan? Or back to the ghost domain? I'll take you there?"

Click!

Duan Ming's heart jumped, and the bad premonition surged into his heart again.

Opposite.

Gu Han, contrary to his usual behavior, did not take action, and even closed his eyes.

"Hurry!"

Duan Ming felt a growing sense of crisis, and shouted in a deep voice: "Take advantage of now..."

"Then..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw a ghost general beside him suddenly look up and asked in confusion: "What is that?"

...

In the distance.

Sensing the movement of the sky, the ferryman and the mortals all looked up.

At some point.

Suddenly, there were more light spots in the sky, sparkling and shining like stars.

Suddenly.

The starlight fell down, dragging long lights, like a star rain, bringing a different view to the dark and shabby sky.

"Is it raining?"

The little boy muttered to himself.

"It's not rain."

The ferryman shook his head, his eyes full of unconcealed horror and inconceivable, "That's... a sword."

He didn't expect it.

It was not until this moment that Gu Han showed his true strength.

Just now...

Are you playing tricks on me? Or a trick?

Ten thousand swords fell together, turning into a rain of stars, passing through the little boy's eyes, and then... all fell on the ghosts!

The wonder in his eyes.

But it was the death warrant of the ghosts!

Duan Ming stared at Gu Han blankly, and he didn't expect it at all. He thought that the other party had used all his means, and he tried his best to deal with it, but he didn't expect...

"I don't accept it!!!"

A roar that almost lost his mind sounded, and he raised his ghost claws suddenly, as if he wanted to stop this rain of swords by himself!

Boom boom boom!

Just raised his hand.

His figure was completely buried by thousands of swords!

The earth shook, the space trembled, and this small piece of land was almost completely pierced by the rain of swords!

"Alas."

The ferryman sighed lightly. After taking the elixir, his injuries improved a little, and he used the remaining cultivation to protect all those mortals.

After a long time, the rain stopped.

The ghost energy that almost covered the sky and the sun was no longer stupid. The sky, which was originally full of haze, was still broken at this moment, but it had a bit more clarity.

A sword rain.

Wash away the haze and get clear waves!

The smoke and dust gradually dissipated.

Duan Ming's figure appeared in front of Gu Han again.

Floating in the air.

The two ghost claws were almost broken, and the flesh was full of large and small cracks. It was only maintained by a trace of ghost power that it did not collapse completely.

Below.

A deep and deep pit, whose depth was unknown, was like a ferocious mouth that was about to swallow him in at any time.

Half a quarter of an hour ago.

He thought he was about to reach the peak of his ghost life.

But half a quarter of an hour later.

He was about to reach the end of his life.

Life has ups and downs, and so does ghost life, which made him hard to accept.

"Still alive?"

Gu Han was a little surprised, "The title of the top ghost general is not for nothing. Just for this reason, you are ten times stronger than Mu Kui."

To Duan Ming,

these words were full of humiliation.

He suddenly understood.

Gu Han's identity was exposed, but he didn't panic from beginning to end.

He relied on his real hard power!

That's right.

If we all die, he will naturally not be exposed.

Thinking of this.

He was a little lost.

"If there is a next life."

Gu Han suddenly said: "Change your name."

"What?"

Duan Ming was stunned, and subconsciously raised his head, but he happened to see the black sword raised again in Gu Han's hand.

"Call Changming."

Gu Han said seriously: "In this way, you may live longer."

"You have already won."

Duan Ming took a deep breath, "Still humiliating me like this, it's interesting?"

"Sorry."

Gu Han said expressionlessly: "Humans and ghosts are on different paths. My respect is destined to be something you can't get."

"I... would rather die than be humiliated!"

Duan Ming was filled with hatred. He no longer cared about the injuries on his body. He forced the last bit of ghost power in his body and rushed towards Gu Han regardless of his broken body!

Before he got close.

Suddenly, he heard the sound of swords, and the earth, which had returned to peace, trembled again!

Below.

In the deep and bottomless black hole, long swords whistled out and turned into a torrent of long swords!

"I am the ghost commander!"

"You can be killed but not humiliated!"

Duan Ming was like a madman, and half of his body rushed over.

"Really?"

Gu Han's face was still expressionless, but the black sword in his hand fell down!

In an instant!

Ten thousand swords rang together, and suddenly turned from real to virtual, condensing into a giant sword over two thousand feet long, which also fell heavily!

The giant sword was in front of him.

Duan Ming seemed to see four ancient seal characters flashing on the sword in a trance, but he didn't know what they meant.

He claimed to be a member of the innate saint family, and he was proud all his life. He sneered at the things of the human race, so it was naturally impossible for him to learn the human race's characters on purpose.

The seal characters were very clear.

The little boy also saw them.

What a coincidence.

He couldn't read either.

"Messenger."

He looked at the ferryman and asked curiously: "What is that?"

"It's a word."

The ferryman had a strange look on his face, and his mouth twitched fiercely.

"Word?"

The little boy scratched his head and asked again: "What word?"

"Specially kill, beast."

The voice fell.

There was a light sound of "puff", and Duan Ming's body was rubbed by the giant sword. His already incomplete body exploded instantly, leaving only a head that fell to the ground and rolled more than ten times before stopping.

He heard the words of the ferryman.

"..."

He opened his mouth a few times at the end, but didn't say a word, and he was already dead!

Eyes wide open, eyes wide open!

"I told you long ago."

Gu Han slowly put away his sword and said calmly: "It's better to leave a will as soon as possible. Why didn't you listen?"