As soon as Xiu Ming rushed out, Ming Yuan had already caught up with him and slapped him in the back with a palm. A ghost power burst out like a firework, and a loud bang. Xiu Ming groaned and fell directly to the ground, smashing a deep hole, which could make the soul body smash a deep hole, which shows how terrifying its power was.
"So fast, is this guy a ghost?" Xiu Ming got up in the deep cave and wiped the black blood at the corner of his mouth. He had never seen a ghost that could be so strong.
"Hmph, Xiuming, I did not read you wrong. I could stand up after taking my palm."
Mingyuan looked down at the dark deep hole, and countless ghost power surged down again, covering Xiuming like a spider web, and lifted him up.
"Damn it, I can't sit still and wait for death, I will never succumb to anyone."
When Xiu Ming came out of the cave, the sword suddenly shook, shaking away the ghost power of Mingyuan. He jumped up, and sword Ruruyue pointed directly into Mingyuan's chest.
With a puff, the sword penetrated Mingyuan's body, and the sword energy hurt Mingyuan to the end. However, Mingyuan's face was expressionless and did not even feel any pain, and his body was slowly healing.
"Xu Ming, you can't hurt me. You should have seen my strength. You are more than enough to kill the King of Hell. If you do it with me, you will never treat you badly. In the future, you and I will be the King of Hell. Why don't you agree?"
Mingyuan asked Xiu Ming to join again. Such a powerful evil ghost can discuss major issues with him and kill the King of Hell together.
"I said it, I would never agree if I had no interest."
Xiu Ming once again refused. He would not do anything to kill people, and he just wanted to concentrate on practicing and didn't want to do anything else. And... He hates others forcing him the most, and no one can do it!
"Please drink if you don't drink toast!"
Ming Yuan put his hand on the sword and pulled it out bit by bit. Xiu Ming tried his best to resist, but he could not compete at all. The two of them had too far apart in strength and were not on the same dimension at all.
"Since you are not afraid of death, I will fulfill your wish and give you a destruction."
After Ming Yuan drew his sword, he slapped Xiu Ming in the chest with a palm. The terrible power shook him away instantly, almost dissipating his soul and was destroyed. His swordsmanship lost and he could not win Mingxi in front of him.
Xiu Ming flew out dozens of meters, then crashed into the mountain. Ming Yuan did not give him a chance to breathe and chased him.
"If you die, there is no other possibility. How do you cultivate the ghost immortal? Think clearly and don't regret it!"
Ming Yuan said, punching the mountain. The mountains trembled, countless rocks rolled down, and a ghost was squeezed into the air, covered in scars, but no matter what, the sword in his hand never fell.
A sword is the soul of a swordsman. If you lose your sword, you will lose your life.
"I will not surrender to you. Submission to strength is a waste, a coward, and no one can force me to do anything I don't want to do."
Xiu Ming raised his sword again. Whether he could survive depends on this last move.
"Haha, it seems that you have made up your mind. Although it is a pity, I will fulfill you."
The ghost power in Mingyuan condensed, and finally formed a powerful human-shaped force, and then flew towards Xiuming.
If this force explodes, Xiu Ming will definitely be destroyed and will be gone without a trace.
"Ten thousand swords return to the sect."
Xiuming's ghost power was greatly expanded, and countless sword shadows rushed into the sky. The terrifying sword rain fell, and the two forces overlapped, and then exploded. The mountains were razed directly to the ground, the stream disappeared, and the trees and stones turned into ashes.
The terrifying power made people frightened. Xiu Ming's sword was instantly swallowed, and the ghost power of Ming Yuan was even better, turning all the swords into bubbles.
boom……
The black light rose, the white smoke continued, everything was quiet, the disappearing thing would never appear again, turned into a little dust in the sky, slowly falling.
"What a pity, but the one who goes against me must die, the next one!" Ming Yuan shook his head and sighed, then flew away.
There are also two evil ghosts in the Ten Palaces, who strive to surrender all of them under their command.
About ten minutes later, a sword rose from the ruins, then flew into the air and quickly fled.
It had just left, and suddenly there was a bang, and the remaining mountains disappeared immediately.
It's so terrible. The power of Mingyuan has simply exceeded the scope of ghosts. No matter how resentful the ghost is, it is impossible for it to be so strong.
The sword turned into a ghost, then fell to the ground, separated from the sword, and fell to the ground, feeling weak and dying.
At this time, Mingyuan suddenly stopped and turned around.
"Um?"
Mingyuan frowned and looked at the other side of the mountain just now, as if he had sensed something.
"Damn it, can you still sense me?" Xiu Ming knew that something was wrong, so he ran away quickly and drifted extremely fast.
"Is it an illusion? That kind of ghost power of strength should be able to kill him to the scum."
Mingyuan couldn't feel it, as if he had an illusion just now, and the ghost power he had just emitted was enough to kill Xiuming.
Ming Yuan flew away and ignored him. Xiu Ming could not survive.
Xiu Ming didn't know how long he had escaped, but he was confused, and he became lighter and lighter. Finally, the sword fell on the ground and stuck in an open space with his soul.
Chapter completed!