Zhao Guifeng's sword is in hand, and every move is appropriate, forming a three-foot sword encirclement to block endless impact, just like entering a battle formation alone, no matter how many attacks others will be frequent, Zhao Guiyi will remain unmoved.

Thanks to his practice at Jian Cliff, Zhao Gui was not afraid of such a number of people suppressing him at all. Moreover, the attacks of the resentful spirits are much gentler than those of the wild beasts, and are easier to deal with.

If this is the ability, he cannot kill him, Zhao Gui. The evil ancestor of Yinshan must be not an ordinary person. What is the mystery of this so-called iron horse and ice river? Zhao Gui danced with the phoenix sword and thought about it, always guarding against secret moves.

"I heard that Jianshouzong produced a gentle and elegant Yan Zi'an. Last time he was killed, he didn't know his ability. It is said that the sword intent is not weak, and Bai Shifeng doesn't know if it is true. But your sword technique is amazing, and the sword technique contained in the sword clan sword intent is not the same, right?"

Even the evil ancestor of Yinshan praised Zhao Gui's sword moves and sword skills. If the evil ancestor of Yinshan was simply competing with Zhao Gui's sword skills, he would find that Zhao Gui knew nothing about sword intent, abandoned his will and practiced his skills, and became a sword cultivator without entering the sword.

"These resentful spirits are transformed by the creatures I later killed. They are used by me under my refinement. Have you heard clearly what they told you?"

The evil ancestor of Yinshan said in a slander, and there seemed to be a magical power in his tone.

Before Zhao Gui could find out, Zhao Gui became wary of the evil ancestor of Yinshan, and kept his mind tightly on the sea of ​​consciousness, but all kinds of hallucinations appeared in front of him. The unwillingness and resentment of the deceased before his death were all introduced into Zhao Gui's mind. It would be okay if it was a single hallucination, but now the hallucinations of thousands of resentful spirits intersected together, making Zhao Gui even blurred his self-consciousness.

The resentful spirit was not stopping when conveying resentment to Zhao Gui. She opened her teeth and claws to rush to Zhao Gui's body, trying to tear him apart. Zhao Gui's three-foot sword surround was no longer as solid as a soup. Because of the headache, Zhao Gui's movement became slow. The resentful spirit's claws reached towards Zhao Gui's arm. After just a touch, Zhao Gui's arm was covered with black green. When Zhao Gui wanted to repair it, he found that the meridians on his arm were no longer thrust through magic power.

"Zhao Gui! Don't let these resentful spirits touch you. Once your whole body is contaminated, you may become an ordinary person."

The Immortal Refining Cauldron said that the so-called resentment is opposite to spiritual energy, which is the breath of immortality. Generally speaking, spiritual energy is suppressed by resentment. Only in this way can all things be maintained. The iron horse and ice river of the evil ancestor of Yinshan Mountain are different, and they have formed their own domain, which is full of resentment. Zhao Gui has been using swordsmanship to not realize that he cannot absorb the breath of immortality unless he meditates in peace and meditation.

"Xie Huazang is worthy of being a genius. He can create unique tricks similar to the realm of return in Taiyi Realm. Although this field is formed by external objects, the personal field of the realm of the realm of utility and return in harmony is similar."

The Immortal Refining Cauldron said solemnly that if Zhao Gui had not experienced the development of antibodies to the hallucinations by Zi Yan Qiluo, he would have been deeply trapped in multiple hallucinations and could not extricate himself.

Even so, Zhao Gui is still a little helpless now. The Immortal Refining Cauldron has been looking for the flaws of Xie Huazang. In this field, the evil ancestor of Yinshan cannot be consumed without consumption. Capturing the thief first, and the Immortal Refining Cauldron has been looking for opportunities for the evil ancestor of Yinshan.

Zhao Gui thought so too. Instead of being entangled with the resentful spirits, it is better to take down the evil ancestor of Yinshan directly. Zhao Gui endured the headache and attacked the evil ancestor of Yinshan with his sword.

The evil ancestor of Yinshan stood in the air and did not move. When Zhao Gui sword arrived at him, he flashed away. Zhao Gui could not catch him at all, and the army of resentful spirits could not even be shaken off like bone-eroding insects.

Not only that, after teasing Zhao Gui, the evil ancestor of Yinshan also became true. The palm of Nirvana frequently appeared, and the gray and black handprints tear the space and attacked Zhao Gui. Zhao Gui also responded with the palm of Nirvana. The two palms collided to form a terrifying space vortex. Unfortunately, these resentful spirits were controlled by the evil ancestor of Yinshan and were still entangled with Zhao Gui.

Zhao Gui's sea of ​​consciousness was filled with mixed memories and resentment of resentment. His thoughts were burning, and his consciousness gradually blurred. Zhao Gui's eyes were red, and fatigue accumulated on his eyelids, so he could hardly hold on.

The evil ancestor of Yinshan, regardless of Zhao Gui's condition, took advantage of Zhao Gui's illness and killed him. The palm of Nirvana came out frequently. As long as Zhao Gui got a palm, he would be seriously injured.

The Palm of Nirvana came from all directions, but Zhao Gui could see that it was difficult to separate his energy. Now it was difficult to stay awake just by blocking the three palms, and there were still two palms that could not be blocked, and they were about to hit him.

Suddenly, a strong wind rose in the fog, stirring the white fog. The resentful spirits suddenly stopped eating Zhao Gui, and they all covered their faces and cried, as if they hated and suffered. Zhao Gui felt this strong wind and felt a familiar feeling until he discovered the sword intent contained, and Zhao Gui knew it was the sword wind of Jian Cliff.

The phoenix sword trembled, and Xiaoxiao sent a message. It turned out that Xiaoxiao was worried about Zhao Gui's situation and came out with Yan Zi'an. Jianya helped Zhao Gui break the iron horse ice river under Xiaoxiao's urging.

Only will can break the sword intent. Similarly, the spiritual attack of the resentful spirit can also break the sword intent. Whether it is with ghosts, they will be cut with one sword. When the storm rises, hundreds of ghosts retreat. The bodies of the resentful spirits, which were originally difficult to attack, were like paper-cutting when encountering the storm, and pieces were broken.

"The cliff is on the line."

A bright sword light rose, and it was so long that it was invisible. It was like a line of sky on the sword cliff. Two palms of Nirvana were passing through, protecting Zhao Gui. Zhao Gui looked at it and it was indeed Yan Zi'an.

"Brother Zhao, I'm late, but is that okay?"

"If you are later, I will die. Are you okay?"

Zhao Gui said deliberately with a smile. Yan Zi'an looked embarrassed when he heard this and had to apologize politely. Seeing him like this, Zhao Gui missed him a little, and the honest man finally recovered.

The sword tomb helped Yan Zi'an repair his sea of ​​consciousness, but it was really good that he did not change Yan Zi'an's mind.

Suddenly the situation reversed, and the evil ancestor of Yinshan was a little stunned, and said with anger and laughed.

"What a Yan Zi'an, what a sword guard, why do you always stop me?! What does Zhao Gui's body have to do with you? Just guard your own sword cliff and you will be the only thing you do! "

The Evil Ancestor of Yinshan had long been peeping at Zhao Gui's body. After the transformation of Nirvana, Zhao Gui's physical qualifications were so high that he had a generation of envy Xie Huazang. However, he was obstructed by Jianshouzong every time, and the Evil Ancestor of Yinshan was hated with a hideous face.

Yan Zi'an was still so serious and said slowly.

"Brother Zhao is my friend and I will naturally help you. Jian Cliff is the foundation of my sect. I must guard it. I feel guilty and should use the sword to flatten it."

"Then you all die together!"

The evil ancestor of Yinshan awakened the huge monsters in the ice, plus the Iron Horse Glacier, Jiuxi Sect’s magic, and the Imperial Palm were used to crush Yan Zi'an and Zhao Gui.

In this case, Zhao Gui faced an embarrassing situation. His mental power was consumed a lot. If he controlled the three true fire, he could not deal with the Nirvana Palm and his clone was unable to do so.hf();
Chapter completed!