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Suddenly, a strong sense of crisis flashed in Yan Fusheng's heart, and he felt that the two of them would not only leave resentment on their bodies after their deaths, and there must be other things that could be traced to the sword sect.

Without thinking, the light flashed in his hand, and two storage bags with a sword seal printed on it immediately appeared. Looking at the two storage bags, Yan Fusheng reached out and patted them twice without hesitation, and then decisively threw them on the ground. His whole body shook forward again, facing not the Tianqing Ghost Realm, but the Tianmeng Swamp.

Rumble!!

Just as he threw down the storage bag, a sword light quickly reversed from the Seven Heroes City and quickly rushed towards Yan Fusheng's previous location.

A golden sword light condensed into substance and fell from the void, and a sword slashed fiercely on the ground.

Click!!

The earth was split into a huge crack with a sword on the spot. The crack cut was extremely smooth. From a high altitude, it seemed that a ferocious sword mark appeared on the ground, terrifying cracks dozens of feet deep were slashed.

In the air, a young man wearing a golden robe and a golden flying sword under his feet looked cold and his eyebrows were full of murderous intent. If you look closely, you will find that this person's appearance was somewhat similar to Senior Brother Wan who died under Yan Fusheng. He took a look in the sword mark, reached out and grabbed it, and two rays of light flew out from the ground.

"The storage bag between my second brother and Lin Yuan."

The man held two storage bags, his eyes were full of murderous intentions, but in an instant, his face changed slightly, and he quickly threw the storage bag out.

quack!!

But it was completely late at this moment. A violent force was transmitted from the two storage bags at the same time, and it exploded suddenly. The space in the storage bag was annihilated. Two dark ghost claws suddenly emerged from the storage bag and ripped fiercely towards the person's head and heart. With the help of the destruction of the storage bag, it was necessary to tear it to pieces in one fell swoop.

This move had almost no struggle, just like a stroke of a god. The speed of the change made him in a moment of death.

"Damn it!!"

From then on, a shocking pressure suddenly erupted from the person. Under this pressure, the energy of heaven and earth within a radius of ten feet seemed to be suppressed by some unspeakable suppression, as if the power of heaven and earth within ten feet was controlled by him, suppressing the destructive power in the storage bag and the two sharp ghost claws.

Brush!!

Golden sword energy suddenly spurted out from every pore around him, instantly condensed together, covering his entire body in the sword energy. The sword energy condensed and turned into a golden giant sword of ten feet in size, protecting it. The giant sword was shocked, and the golden sword light collided with the ghost claws in an instant.

Rumble!!

Within a radius of dozens of feet, it was completely covered by a terrifying wave of air. Wherever it went, the ground was scraped three feet away. The golden giant sword collapsed. At the same time, a sword energy storm stormed all the waves. The figure of the man stepping in the air appeared. The figure seemed to be in a hint of embarrassment.

Two cracks appeared on the clothes on the chest.

The storage bag burst, and the two ghost claws that suddenly appeared inside, were almost damaged by surprise. If he had high cultivation and extremely rich fighting experience, he would be afraid that he would immediately suffer damage.

Even so, you can see that the expression on his face turned blue and white, gloomy and terrifying. He snorted coldly: "Okay! OK! Very good, a ghost clan should also play tricks on me like this. If I, Wan Jiansheng, can I kill you under the sword, how can I eliminate the hatred in my heart? The hatred of killing my brother. If you want to escape, can you escape?"

"The world is in the most extreme, the universe is borrowed, and the heavenly secret guide technique!!"

Wan Jiansheng stretched out and grabbed it in front of him, and a wisp of black ghost energy was immediately taken out. At the same time, an illusory compass suddenly condensed in front of him, absorbing the black ghost energy into the compass. The pointer in the compass quickly rotated at a speed visible to the naked eye. There was only one pointer in the compass. After nine turns, the pointer immediately pointed in the direction Yan Fusheng escaped.

"Hmph!! It depends on how you escaped from my pursuit."

Wan Jiansheng saw the guidance on the compass, waved his hand, and the flying sword under his feet quickly pulled out a dazzling golden light in the air, breaking through the air, and the speed was so fast that it could not be seen clearly.

In an instant, Wan Jiansheng had already crossed hundreds of miles with his sword and appeared in front of a mountain.

This mountain is extremely handsome and extremely steep. There are no trees on the entire mountain, and countless strange rocks are distributed, hundreds of feet away. At first glance, people naturally feel an extremely small feeling. They are like a lonely traveler standing between heaven and earth.

"Hide your head and tail, let me come out. Do you think I can't find you if I hide in the mountains? If you don't come out, then I will cut the mountain and cut it down!!"

Wan Jiansheng glanced at the Gu Feng in front of him, and a sneer appeared in his eyes. The flying sword suddenly flew out. The sword body shook, and countless golden sword lights spewed out from the flying sword, intertwined, condensed into a terrifying giant sword hundreds of feet long. The giant sword turned and slashed directly towards the lonely peak.

Rumble!!

The golden giant sword was extremely sharp, and the entire mountain was cut by the giant sword in the waist and broke out. A terrible roar broke out.

brush!!

A black figure suddenly soared into the sky from the mountain and landed on the top of the cut mountain. Yan Fusheng was filled with awesome fighting spirit, and the black hair behind his head was dancing wildly, as if a god and demon came. Looking at Wan Jiansheng standing in the air, he shouted coldly: "Chasing him quickly, you want to avenge your disciples of the Swordsman Sect. However, if you want to kill me, you have to see if you have that ability."

Yan Fusheng has been the lord of a city for many years and has always been upright and unyielding, but he is not rusty in his head. When encountering an unmatched strong enemy, temporarily retreating is the first choice, but if he can't avoid it and cannot escape, then he would not hesitate to fight. Even if he dies, he would have to bite a piece of meat from the other party, not to mention that he may not die.

If you can't escape, then fight. If you want to fight, fight to the point of being crazy!!

"Hmph, a mere Heaven-Knocking Ghostman dares to be rampant in front of me. It would be fine if you kill others. You actually killed my brother. Then I will cut off your head and use your blood to pay tribute to my brother's soul."

The murderous intent in Wan Jiansheng's eyes was revealed without any concealment. After chasing Yan Fusheng, he did not immediately kill him. He wanted to make him afraid under his sword, fearing until death, and let his mind suffer the torture of frequent death.

"Ha ha……."

Yan Fusheng was not only not afraid, but instead showed a sarcastic sneer. The laughter was filled with a strong ridicule and said, "Didn't you monks say you want to kill van Chen and break the bond? I killed your brother this time, wouldn't you kill the bond for you? You should be grateful to me. Now you want to say that avenging your brother is a joke."

A sentence evoked the scene I saw last night, and a desolate grief and anger appeared in his heart. The scene of killing his father and mother gave him a very deep impression and unforgettable. It was simply inhumane. When did the monks become so ruthless? It would be fine to kill demons and eliminate demons, but they even killed their blood relatives. This could not even be done by demons.

Wan Jiansheng said indifferently: "Slaying the mortal world is just for the secular world. How can people in the secular world compare with my worldly world? People in the secular world are just ants, and fathers and brothers in the practice are the real blood relatives. How can the phoenixes be with the chicken? Humph, you should be killed today!!"

In his voice, he also noticed that the ghost clan opposite him did not show any fear. He was obviously a firm-willed character, and his aura alone could not have an impact on him. Since this was the case, he did not want to continue hesitating.

"Ha ha ha ha!!"

A hint of sneer appeared at the corner of Yan Fusheng's mouth. The hint of sneer gradually expanded and eventually turned into bursts of laughter. The grief of laughter was inexplicable, and the anger of laughter soared into the sky.

"Okay! OK! OK!! The phoenix doesn't have a nest with the chicken, it's so good. You guys all jumped out of the cracks of the stones. All of your ancestors are not in life. What an ant."

Yan Fusheng's heart was filled with anger and suddenly squeezed out a handprint.

Rumble!!

The terrifying scene of countless white bones appeared in the void. Suddenly, countless white bones turned into a cage, instantly covering the void where Wan Jiansheng was born, and directly imprisoned in the terrifying ancient formed by countless white bones. On each ancient skeleton, countless hideous bone spurs were condensed. They were engraved with strange textures, as if even the sky could be imprisoned.

Supernatural powers - Prison the Heaven Bone Bond!!

Once imprisoned by the Prisoner of Heaven, in the cage, one's own cultivation will be imprisoned in one realm. When you reach the second level of cultivation, even if a master of the Heaven-Worshiping Level is imprisoned, his cultivation will be directly suppressed to the Knocking Level. However, this imprisonment can only suppress the Heaven-Worshiping Level. If you are at a higher level, the mysterious power in the cage will not be able to suppress his cultivation.

But even so, this magical power is terrifying and despicable.

Yan Fusheng's heart was crazy about fighting.

Since you are going to fight, then fight to the point of being crazy.

"What kind of magical power is this? It can actually lower my cultivation level to the peak of the Koutian level. It's a dream to imprison me. No matter what magical power you have, I will only break all the magical powers with one sword and smash them all."

Wan Jiansheng's heart changed drastically when he was shrouded in the prisoner's prison. He felt his cultivation suddenly drop and was forcibly suppressed. But his eyes showed a sharp murderous intent.

A pinch of the sword technique in your hand.

Zheng!!

The golden flying sword in front of him vibrated immediately, and countless identical sword lights flew out of the sword body. These sword lights were extremely condensed and completely consistent with the body of the flying sword. They burst out with a full cold light, with ninety-nine ripples. Then, they quickly merged together at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into a golden sword wheel, rotating violently, cutting the vacuum. They cut heavily towards the bones in front of them.

"The phoenix does not have the same nest as the chicken. Since you treat me like a chicken and a dog, then what if I kill you, the phoenix today? Kill! Kill! Kill!!"

Yan Fusheng's black hair danced wildly behind his head. With a thought, the white bones appeared in the void again. A bone spear of death born with death fell down suddenly. He was held in his hand.
Chapter completed!