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Chapter One Hundred and Eighty-Fifth: Spirit Devouring Cult Master Tianan Yu (5/5)

At this time, Liang Yi and Su Youyi were still looking at the sky with concentration, not noticing the dark hands behind them reaching towards their necks.

Just when these hands were about to touch the two of them, Su Youyi's flawless sword heart trembled violently, and she instantly felt the extremely subtle killing intent coming from behind.

The boundless red clouds were rippling, and Su Youyi slashed behind her with her sword with all her strength. She pulled her senior brother and hurriedly retreated a little distance without looking back.

She really felt like she was on the verge of death, and she and her senior brother were almost dead.

Liang Yi drew his sword together as soon as his junior sister took action, forming the most perfect coordination with his junior sister. This was an instinctive tacit understanding between the two.

No matter who the target is, kill it first!

However, the two swords with all their strength did not even reach within ten feet of the person behind them before they were completely annihilated.

A man with a ghost mask on his head stood there, with a strong build, wearing a black coat, and even his hands were wrapped in black gauze.

From the player's perspective, this guy's head is flashing with a name that's almost dripping red.

"Is this the final boss of the Soul-Eating Cult? Guigui, he's so dark."

"The mask and temperament look a bit cool. Can the Spirit Devouring Cult give me a mask?"

"A person who is neither a human nor a ghost is one ten thousandth better than a banished immortal?"

"Do you understand the force?"

The players became more and more noisy and excited, and even began to show signs of strife with each other.

Liang Yi subconsciously wanted to pull the junior sister behind him, but the junior sister directly chose to stand firmly beside him, holding a long sword and facing the powerful enemy together.

The grim-faced man looked at the two of them carefully, then raised his head and glanced at the sky, thinking that it might take some time for Chen Hua to break through the defense line and come down, so he happened to be playing with the two little guys.

Su Youyi's expression was solemn. She had only experienced the mysterious artistic conception of the ghost-faced man in harmony with heaven and earth and the pressure like mountains, seas and abyss from her master. In other words, this masked man might be on the same level as her master.

No wonder they didn't notice this person standing behind them, and only exuded a very subtle killing intent the moment before taking action. If she hadn't been born with a keen sense of perception, she might have died inexplicably.

So how could she let her senior brother stand in front of her? She had lost him once before, and even if they died this time, they would die together!

"Come! Let me try how much the world's number one banished immortal weighs!"

The old man smoking a cigarette in the sky slowly blew out a smoke ring towards Chen Hua and said calmly.

With the completion of the way of heaven, he reached the peak of the seventh realm after being in seclusion for half a year. At this time, he was full of pride and wanted to see whether it was his turtle shell that was harder, or the one who was relegated all over the world.

The fairy sword is more powerful!

Chen Hua turned his head and glanced at his apprentice, then looked at the old man in front of him:

It’s true that cats and dogs all feel that they want to have a fight with themselves after their level has improved.

Chen Hua didn't even take out his sword. Instead, he stretched out his hand and held it in vain. Thousands of miles of white clouds gathered in front of him, forming a huge snow-white sword.

"I hope you are tough enough, otherwise we, the Dao Sect, will not be able to afford the compensation if you damage Qingliang City."

After whispering, Chen Hua waved his palm downward gently, caught the Sky Cloud Sword, and fell from the sky.

The Xuanwu envoy roared angrily, his pipe and shirt were shattered, and he transformed from an old man into a strong man.

The huge tortoise shell that enveloped him seemed to have an aura after feeling Chen Hua's sword, from being slightly illusory to solid, and even actively collided with the sword that connected the white clouds to the sky.

The moment he touched the sword, the Xuanwu Master's expression changed.

So heavy!

This sword simply carried the weight of the world, causing his face to turn red.

Once he relaxes a little, this cloud sword can crush him into a puddle of meat pie, the kind where the force is absolutely even.

However, he, the White Tiger Envoy, advocates the position of soul master, and has thousands of souls in his body.

A sword carried by one person is too heavy to bear, but the difficulty can be greatly reduced if tens of thousands of people carry it.

Tian Anyu raised his head and glanced at Chen Hua, who wanted to turn into a sword light, and smiled at him, it's not over yet!

The young man-looking Qinglong envoy sent away the Suzaku envoy and returned again with the people from the Soul-Eating Cult. His subordinates worked together to stop Ying Xi and the other Xianchao people, while he rushed over to help Xuanwu stop Chen Hua.

Chen Hua's eyes are cold, whoever stops him will die!

Below, Tian Anyu felt a little strange. Although he didn't know why Abyss gave him this instruction and had such a strong murderous intention towards Liang Yi, he could just follow it. In order to achieve this goal, he even used the identity of the Suzaku envoy

The exposure gave Chen Hua and Zhou Zhukong a chance to distract themselves, allowing themselves and others to sneak in.

He only unleashed pressure on Liang Yi and the two of them, suppressing them until they were unable to move. Tian Anyu was like a cat playing with a mouse, intending to slowly kill his two precious apprentices in front of Chen Hua.

It made him feel what despair was, just like when he was forced to watch his wife proclaim herself in the Ten Thousand Years Snow Mountain.

"Whoosh!"

A gust of wind struck Tian Anyu. Although it did not cause any harm to him, it interrupted his interest.

Wan Tinggui stood aside and looked at the ghost-faced man with a determined face.

The ghost-faced man didn't seem to expect that she would attack him, and was stunned for a moment.

No matter why the Saint of the Soul-Eating Cult would go to trouble the leader of the Soul-Eating Cult, Liang Yi also seized this opportunity and looked at each other with his junior sister.

The Immaculate Sword Heart and the Immaculate Sword Heart roared together, creating a wonderful reaction!

The two took this opportunity to break away from the pressure and shock of the Ghost-faced Man and regain control of their bodies.

Without the slightest hesitation, it was as if there was a clear understanding between the two minds. It had never been practiced before, but it was as if it was engraved in the bottom of my heart.

The Wugou Sword Technique and the Wuxia Sword Technique were used at the same time. They were supposed to be two separate sets of sword techniques, but in the hands of Liang Yi and Liang Yi, they were able to blend perfectly!

Imprint your heart with your heart, and your heart will be the same.

The magic power of the two people blended together, and they could feel each other's thoughts even though they had no words.

"Yuanshi Yunji Immortal Jue?"

Ignoring the unfilial daughter who attacked him, the ghost-faced man stared at Liang Yi and the two of them. How could he use it in the third and fourth realms? What kind of monster disciples did Chen Hua accept? In the beginning, Chen Hua

Hua and his wife also used it after they both entered the seventh realm, right?

But the more evil the better, he just wanted to make Chen Hua feel bad and make him regret it!

Even the talented monsters cannot make up for the gap in realm. They are just two ants who are not even in the fifth realm.

At this time, both Liang Yi and Su Youyi were filled with peace of mind. They were both enveloped in a white light, which condensed into a sharp sword light that symbolized the beginning of ten thousand swords and struck at the Ghost-Faced Man.

"Well done." Tian Anyu praised, and let the sword light pierce his chest without making any defense.

When the sword light appeared in front of him, he raised his hands and put the sword light between his palms, making no further progress.

"Gan! Why did you come out with a 100% empty-handed sword?"

Ju Xiaobei, who was in the distance, started swearing. He was just about to applaud Mr. Liang! But looking at things like this, something is not right with Mr. Liang.

Feeling the light trembling in his hand, Tian Anyu sneered and broke the sword light with a little force in his hand!

The two streams of light reappeared as Liang Yi and the two of them, falling to the ground with blood pouring from their mouths.

"Yes, crossing such a huge realm gap can actually cause me injuries." Tian Anyu opened his two palms, and a sword mark was drawn across his palms.

"Yuanshi Yunji Immortal Technique, looking at the first two eras, is enough to rank among the top three sword techniques. The sword technique created by your master, Yan Yanyan, can't even be used by himself, so he dismantled it.

It was passed down in two sets of sword techniques."

"You are young, your level is not high, but your talents are terrifying. If I give you some time, you might be able to surpass me."
Chapter completed!
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