Dian Wei's thunder thunder was suddenly abruptly. Yan Ri seemed to be about to say something to Lu Yan, and the attack came to his side.

"cathode!"

In a hurry, Anri turned left and retreated, and the blood-red sword energy was stimulated with the rotating sword. The sword energy collided with white thunder. He was shocked by the impact of the closest point, and his body smashed the wooden wall, revealing the same wing room as the next door.

He looked up and saw the sturdy guy holding a white axe opposite him.

"Dian Wei~ It's really, an old friend~"

As his words fell, his body was straightened, his hands holding the sword were very stable, and he didn't seem to be seriously injured.

Dian Wei did not say anything, jumped and slashed to the other party's feet, hid himself back and avoided, but a flying axe followed closely.

"When" the short axe was knocked away in the air, the sword in his hand suddenly turned sharply, touched the ground with the sword, and flew upside down, and another flying axe attacked from the original height.

Before he landed, Dian Wei's axe blade was approaching in front of him. "Ahhhh~" Yan Ri held the sword in both hands to press against the white axe, but under the opponent's strength, the sharp blade kept approaching his forehead.

"It seems that your strength has not improved in the past few years."

The sun seemed to be in a disadvantage, but when she saw the axe blade approaching, she suddenly spoke sarcastic.

Before he finished speaking, a "squeezing" rubbed, and the sword circled around the axe handle, covering the sun and stumbled on his side. The white axe slashed down with a slight slash. He held the rotating sword in his right hand and stabbed Dian Wei's neck.

Dian Wei looked cold and the axe had already been slashed, so he naturally couldn't hold back his strength. He shook his hands and the handle of the axe hit the sword blade. In the end, the sword was blocked and the sword energy brushed through his ears.

"Hmph~" Jae Ri smiled gloomyly, and suddenly darkened around him, and all the lights went out. Dian Wei saw that he was already in a sea of ​​blood, with a giant sword in front of him, and a sun that was eroded on his head.

"You are from the army, but Luowang cannot find your past." Yan Ri stood under the giant sword, his figure flashing and dark, and his voice spread throughout the world. "A person like you who has no past lies in his power, but you have nowhere to go. Luowang can make you go further."

Dian Wei was alert to this strange environment and knew that this should be the influence of some kind of mental power. He carried the axe on his shoulders, "Hehe, this is the first time a family has encountered it, and he persuaded him to surrender at the last battle."

"Hmph, there are also differences in the Great Cheng Realm. If you refuse Luowang's kindness, have you figured out the consequences?" Yan Ri seemed to be very sure of his strength. He was both in the Great Cheng Realm, but he had the confidence to kill Dian Wei.

But I think so, I was robbed by Lu Yan four years ago and once two years ago. If I don’t improve my strength, I’d better just take it upon myself.

Dian Wei sneered and pointed the axe at the other party, "My young master once said to you, and you."

"oh?"

"No matter how dense the net is, isn't it useless, because it is full of omissions. The world is dominated by the sun, and you still cover the sun, it's a fool!"

The giant sword behind Anri's back was turbulent, and the sea of ​​blood kept boiling. His voice was like a huge thunder, and he raised his sword with both hands, "Die, die~"

"Thunder Fist!"

Dian Wei's body was covered with lightning, and the huge phantom of the divine mastiff appeared. When the giant sword of the Ri came, the divine mastiff pounced on it - it was a huge fist.

"Crabla~~"

A thunder sounded inside Zilanxuan, and Dian Wei and Yan Ri remained in the posture of intersecting the axe hilt and sword blades. No one knew about the confrontation of mental power just now.

The two of them had not only cracked, but directly shattered. They fell to a layer and collided continuously in the air.

Yan Ri and Dian Wei had already broken down in just two or three moves. Originally, this room was Lu Yan's battleground for fighting against the Six Sword Slaves.

Zi Nu and Zuo Yiji had already shot Zi Lanxuan. Han Fei wanted to help her, but was interrupted by a sudden yin energy.

Han Fei held the Scale Sword in his hand and had no time to take care of Zi Nu. The person on the opposite side was wrong. What was the person on the opposite side with seven souls?

Han Fei said that he had died once, and the Scale Sword was another soul-stirring sword, so you can naturally see the strangeness of the other party.

The word "kill" in his eyes was staring out, raised his fingers on his lips, and smiled and a little scary, "Shh~ I bumped into the secret, but it must be kept secret."

The voice is messy, and the eight souls speak at the same time, which is creepy.

Han Fei frowned. Even though he was well-versed in the past and had extraordinary knowledge, he had never heard of this situation.

"As long as you are my person, there will naturally be no leaks~" Gan Sha rushed up, and seven shadows sneaked.

The Scale Sword collided with the evil sword that was being killed. There was a crisp "ding" sound, and the ripples shook the world, but the other people who fought did not notice it at all.

Han Fei felt a pain in his mind and was unsteady in holding the sword. The opponent's evil sword followed. He hurriedly turned sideways. The sword pierced Han Fei's clothing, revealing the white inner body.

"Ding ding dong dong dong ~" The crisp sound of the sword was heard, and the enchanting and beautiful shadow twisted his slender waist lightly, only to see his shape, no one was seen. Cheng Jiao played the sword and sang, and Li Wu moved with the music, but this sound made Han Fei's heart stir.

He killed the sword and tried to stab again.

General Junbi's shadow appeared behind Han Fei with his two swords.

Xun Bee's shadow took out a flying needle with both hands.

The Kan Rat is laughing, and the Dui Carp is crying.

The reverse scale sword was broken independently, and the broken sword held the killing, countless pieces blocked the double swords, broke the flying needle, and crushed several shadows.

Han Fei jumped out of the battle group, his heartbeats very fast, and his cold sweat is still there.

"I am not in a shadow, but inseparable from the shape, and one mind is a different body, and versatile. One person is like eight people. From the beginning of contact with the sword, my spirit is a little confused and unable to concentrate my wisdom. Is it the problem with that sword?"

Before Han Fei could think, he wiped the sword with a blow, and seven shadows appeared again.

The power of the Scale Sword began to emerge, and the ink color was rendered, and the world was lost. Han Fei held the broken sword, surrounded by the sword formation, calmed down and observed the killing carefully.

The other party was wearing a tight night-slide dress, clean and neatly holding the weird sword in his right hand and a black sword behind him, which was not used yet.

Black sword?

Han Fei suddenly thought of something and took the initiative to fight with the eight people under the protection of the sword formation.

After countless collisions, the corners of his mouth finally moved.

"You are not good at left-handed sword, but you keep carrying another sword. Then, it must have a different purpose."

Han Fei's words obviously touched a secret in Gan Fei's mind. He roared angrily and used the same trick again. General Zhuang pulled out eight swords, countless flying needles of Xun Bee, and two shadows broke through the sword formation protecting Han Fei. The rest of the shadows and Gan Fei were surrounded and killed Han Fei.

"Hmph~"

Han Fei was not panicked at all when the opponent's killing formation was broken. Although the sword formation was broken, it floated into a ribbon, and once again strangled the shadow.

The sword that killed the sword stabbed Han Fei at the back of his neck, and it was hard to move forward. What blocked it was the fragments of the tip of the Scale Sword.

The broken sword reverse scales hit Shadow Dui Li's throat, while the rest of the shadows were broken.

"Don't kill me!!!"

Dui Li screamed in fear and a childish hoarse voice, making the world clear.

"Will the souls who have been killed countless times still be afraid of death?"

Han Fei pierced Dui Li's throat with one sword, and his shadow turned into ashes, returning to the body's killing.

"These souls all think they are still alive." He turned around and faced the killing that was stalemate with Ni Lin, his eyes were filled with anger, "Use the desire for life to imprison the dead souls. You are really trying to do everything you can."

The fragment of Fucking the Sword of Bengfei was blocked by the reverse scale.

He looked at Han Fei's eyes that were accumulating anger and smiled, "You are very smart, Ba Linglong just misses a smart mind."

"This evil sword amplifies the obsession in the remaining souls, allowing them to live in the world without humans or ghosts. However, what makes these souls use for you should be the sword behind you." Han Fei did not care about his murderous intent. With one hand, he waved his hand and there was only one truth!

"The Eight Swords of Yue, Heibai Xuanjian, Zhengbian, Zhengbian seeks life, and Nibian suppresses souls. Without this sword, you can't suppress these souls at all."

"Hahaha~ I like you more and more. Not bad, this sword, the soul-suppressing of the Blade!"

The kid did not try to kill Han Fei again. He took off the black sword behind him, his body hunched over, and screamed at the sky. Seven shadows appeared, one by one being absorbed by the body.

"Oh no! That general's wall..."

Han Feidu was shocked and could not kill him with both hands, but some of the eight people did.

“It’s too late!”

General Wall itself is the strongest one of Ba Linglong. He absorbed all his souls and naturally gained all his abilities.

One hand is evil sword and the other hand is soul-suppressing sword, killing and constantly approaching Han Fei.

"Come on, be a part of me!"

A black air rose into the sky from Zi Lanxuan.

...

"Um?"

The one who was transferring Ying Zheng suddenly felt something, and he murmured in a low voice,

"Xuan Jian~"
Chapter completed!