Chapter 45 Although the sword light is wonderful, can it compete with magical powers?

Author: Gunpowder is very heavy

Chapter 45 Although the sword light is wonderful, can it compete with magical powers?

Scarface Taoist has been in the Tongmai realm for many years, so he naturally has some tricks.

A big black ghost rose from behind him, two feet tall, like a giant statue, with scarlet eyes, like two red lanterns in the darkness.

The scar-faced Taoist's short body grew taller in an instant, his muscles flexed, and he turned into a burly warrior.

With his right palm on the crossbar, the big ghost followed him like a shadow, easily blocking Ning You's attack.

"boom!"

After missing a hit, Ning You immediately pulled away and turned sharply, making a fist with his left hand, raising his right leg to the knee, and attacked from both up and down. The punch was so fierce that stars exploded in the air.

But the big black ghost behind the scar-faced Taoist punched no slower than Ning You.

The huge ghost fist and Ning You's silver-gray fist collided in the air, emitting sparks as bright as flames, illuminating their handsome and ferocious faces, and the air trembled like ripples.

Ning You felt his fists numb and couldn't help but take a step back.

But the scar-faced Taoist who was shrouded by the big black ghost remained motionless.

"Fighting skills? My Hyakki Fist has never scared anyone before!"

The scar-faced Taoist sneered again and again, and the big black ghost behind him seemed to also laugh arrogantly.

The huge fists were carrying a sinister wind, like demons in hell, whizzing to the left and right, hitting Ning You's head.

Ning You raised his arms to block the smelly wind in his ears, and his true energy surged out, and he turned around and kicked the scar-faced Taoist in the chest.

"clang!"

The silver glow and black mist exploded at the same time, shaking both of them.

Ning You felt the numbness coming from the soles of his feet, and his heart condensed. This big black ghost has such great strength and strong defense.

The scar-faced Taoist also felt his heart sink.

He didn't expect that the kid in front of him would be so difficult to deal with. The Big Ghost Fist among the Hundred Ghost Fists was made by smelting the souls of twenty two-meter-tall barbarian men. It was as powerful as the Hell King Kong.

Unexpectedly, I could only draw with the boy opposite.

This kid's physical strength is a bit scary.

"We can't delay it any longer. We must make a quick decision. If we delay it any longer, we won't be able to catch up with the birth of the cave!"

The scar-faced Taoist was so anxious that he no longer tried to hide it, but used all the variations of the Hundred Ghost Fist.

In an instant, Ning You felt that he was not fighting one person, but dozens or hundreds of boxing masters.

Behind the scar-faced Taoist, a green jade-faced ghost appeared for a while, and the fist wind was extremely fast and sharp, like an eagle pecking, like a crane's thorn, and extremely sharp; then a red villain appeared again, and the fist wind became vicious and vicious.

Only three roads were captured; after a while, the pink female ghost's face appeared again, and the soft wind of the fist contained endless murderous intent.

Every boxing technique used by Scarface Taoist can only be used by a boxing master who has been immersed in it for decades.

Although Ning You has Hunyuan Fist, he is not a match for everyone with so many boxing techniques.

In an instant, he was beaten back and forth, his body exploded with silver light, and his armor lines trembled endlessly.

But the power of Guiling Jue was now revealed.

Ning You swallowed two small pills of return and was filled with vitality. Although he was beaten and retreated repeatedly and was in a state of embarrassment, he was not injured at all.

Armor patterns cover the whole body, and the ink-colored brilliance is so rich that it almost flows out. No matter whether the fist in the scar-faced Taoist's hand is violent or gentle, it can never break through the defense.

"Damn boy, you used a magic weapon to suppress my cultivation. Otherwise, with my four meridians and four times the energy, I would have broken this turtle shell long ago!"

The scar-faced Taoist cursed secretly in his heart, but he also knew that complaining is the most useless thing during a battle.

The only solution now is to use the trump card and win the battle quickly!

"Boy, you forced me to do this!"

The scar-faced Taoist made three powerful and heavy attacks in succession, forcing Ning You back. Then he stood at a safe distance and looked at Ning You coldly, with a strong murderous aura.

"For forcing me to use this soul, you have some ability. Use your soul and magic weapon to compensate for the loss!"

The scar-faced Taoist took a deep breath, and a blue ghost shadow appeared behind him.

As soon as this phantom appeared, a subtle sword energy appeared in the air. Ning You stood in the distance and felt a slight tingling all over his body after just one glance.

The ink-colored armor lines trembled slightly, as if they were afraid. The ink-colored light was so rich that it turned black, tightly guarding Ning You's head and heart.

"Although I wanted to name this move the Hundred Ghost Sword, it would be a bit insulting to it."

"Forget it, let me see this Yin-Yang Immortal Sword!"

A look of nostalgia appeared on the scar-faced Taoist's face, but in the end everything turned into a strong murderous intention.

He took out a three-foot long sword from behind, and the scarred Taoist's true energy poured into the ghost shadow behind him like a tide. The soul seemed to come to life, and it seemed that a vague young man could be seen vaguely, with a cold face.

His eyes are as sharp as a sword.

The young man raised his hand, and the long sword in the scar-faced Taoist's hand suddenly trembled and made a sword-sounding sound.

A bright light emerges from the sword, like blue flames that grow in the sword energy and will never go out.

The sword energy is endless and the blue flame never fades.

"go!"

The shadow behind the scar-faced Taoist stretched out his hand and threw it, and the green sword energy was like an arrow from the string, like a meteor in the night sky, rushing towards Ning You with unparalleled power.

Before the sword energy arrived, Ning You could already feel the stinging pain on his skin. The Turtle Spirit Art was trembling endlessly and his armor lines were shaking. He seemed to know that he could not withstand the blow, and was urging Ning You to leave quickly.

The scar-faced Taoist wanted to see panic, fear and terror on Ning You's face.

But under the moonlight, the young man remained calm, with a tall and straight posture, a face like a crown jewel, and fluttering clothes. Faced with the terrifying sword energy, he did not panic at all, and even breathed a sigh of relief.

"Finally forced this guy to use his trump card."

Seeing the sharp and bright sword light, the strong edge seemed to pierce the sky, Ning You breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Ning You knew early on that it would be difficult to kill Scarface Taoist without strong offensive means, so if he wanted to kill him with one strike, he had to use Scarface Taoist's strongest trump card.

The scar-faced Taoist was eager to end the battle. This was Ning You's chance.

Relying on the powerful defense of Gui Ling Jue, Ning You finally waited for this sword light.

"No matter what, my trump cards are stronger than yours!"

Looking at the shining sword light that stabbed his face with pain, Ning You sighed inwardly.

"Boy, go to hell!"

Facing Ning You's indifferent look, the scar-faced Taoist became furious and shouted loudly.

The sword light was as bright as a star, piercing the sky, and was about to penetrate Ning You with an unstoppable force. The armor patterns on his body were already wailing.

But at this moment, a bright light appeared between Ning You's eyebrows.

Then a more intense sword light appeared out of thin air, the green fireworks became brighter, and the sword energy was like water, meeting the sword energy of the scar-faced Taoist.

"What?"

"How is it possible? How is it possible for you to be able to master the yin and yang sword?"

The scar-faced Taoist shouted in disbelief as if he had seen a ghost.

"After Yan Changsheng's death, only I know the sword technique. I have never told anyone. How could you know!"

"Without the Water Vein Spirit Bead, it's impossible to learn sword techniques. It's impossible. Who are you!"

The scarred-faced Taoist showed no trace of horror on his face, and shouted at the top of his lungs.

Seeing this, Ning You just shook his head slightly: "Although the sword light is wonderful, can it compete with magical powers?"
Chapter completed!