The direction of the long sword seems to be invincible in the world.
The ghost general's shocking sword seemed to shatter the entire world, leaving only the long sword shaking with cold light.
Zhou Meng's eyes were filled with shock. Looking at the rapid strike of the sword, he felt the smell of death. The sword's intention was at the peak of micro level, and it was the power of dragon elephant. This blow was more domineering than Li Longming's original attack.
countless.
"No, I can't die. I still have to complete my mission and return to the palace. I still have to find Yanran. I can't die. His attack was too fast!" Zhou Meng was extremely anxious.
The ghost general's sword was so fast that he had no time to raise the sword to block it. The endless murderous intention seemed to be like a horned dragon surrounding Zhou Meng, whistling and circling.
"Faster, faster!" Zhou Meng felt that his breathing was somewhat stagnant, and he violently lifted the Wailing Knife in his hand, using all his strength.
Darkness suddenly descended and enveloped Zhou Meng's world.
"Get away!"
Boom, at the moment when death came, the mournful knife in Zhou Meng's hand was raised with a whoosh, as fast as the aurora, and the bright cold light filled the world.
At this moment, his whole person seemed to have undergone earth-shaking changes.
Human beings are like swords with unsheathed handles, sharp edges and murderous intent.
The knife in his hand seemed to be connected to the blood, moving according to his heart, just like the limbs. The subtle knife intention filled Zhou Meng's heart.
Bang, the two knives collided, and a cluster of sparks burst out between the knives. The two terrifying forces actually caused the entire platform to crack and shake, with constant rumbling sounds.
Oops, Zhou Meng's footsteps kept retreating. The ghost general's sword suppressed him to death, but he sought wealth and honor in a dangerous situation. At the moment of life and death, he finally understood the meaning of the micro-level sword.
"stop!"
Zhou Meng gritted his teeth and kept retreating. In mid-air, the long sword in the ghost general's hand suddenly pressed down, and a huge force of force overlapped a bit and slashed down violently.
Phew, Zhou Meng's legs actually sank deeply into the platform. A ravine nearly half a meter deep was pulled out by Zhou Meng's legs. The mournful knife in his hand kept roaring and vibrating, the light of the knife flickered, and sparks burst out.
"Back off, young master!" Zhou Meng's neck suddenly showed veins, like angry claws of a horned dragon. His face was red and stiff, and he clenched his teeth. He used all his strength.
"Roar!"
Finally, at the moment when Zhou Meng retreated to the edge of the platform, all the power in his body, the nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine elephant power, and the surging elephant power in his blood, all exploded.
Ding, ding, a few wisps of light sound, Zhou Meng blasted away with his sword. The huge force actually forced the ghost general back. The power of the dragon and elephant was unable to withstand the power of over ten thousand elephants.
"Hoo, ho." Zhou Meng bent over, panting violently, his eyes were scarlet, his right arm was already trembling slightly, and the huge strength almost made him throw away the Screaming Knife in his hand.
The ghost general who was forced to retreat seemed stunned, and then he laughed loudly: "Haha, okay, what a genius. Even if we look at the ancient times, you are definitely one of the geniuses. You actually comprehended the micro-level sword intention during the battle.
It can also force back my strongest attack, not bad, not bad."
Zhou Meng finally stepped into the micro-level sword intention. Holding the Wailing Knife in his hand, Zhou Meng felt that the knife in his hand was no longer a foreign object borrowing external force. Instead, the knife became a part of his body and could be used 100% of the time.
Use all your power, even 120% of your power.
Mysterious and magical, Zhou Meng's intense heart gradually calmed down and he savored the feeling just now.
"Senior, come on, now that you have entered the micro-level Sword Intent, I will use my full strength!" The ghost general's voice was cold, but Zhou Meng could hear the excitement and excitement in his words.
"Come!" When he raised his head again, Zhou Meng's expression had changed. The enthusiasm in his eyes was surging, and his whole person seemed to have endless fighting spirit, rumbling and burning.
Phew, the two figures collided instantly, and the two gleaming knives collided directly, creating a violent sword light.
"So happy, so happy!" The ghost general laughed wildly. Even he had to use all his strength in this collision of swords. The young guy in front of him had the power of elephants in his body, which was stronger than the ordinary power of all phenomena.
My own dragon-elephant power can only be suppressed a little, and even if it is not enough, it will even be refuted, and it can no longer be suppressed.
Zhou Meng seemed to have entered the world of swords. The micro-level sword intention he had just comprehended was displayed vividly.
Boom, boom, swords and knives collided, one person and one ghost, fighting fiercely. With the two people at the center, a scornful sword intent shrouded the surroundings, penetrating people's hearts and minds.
"The knife is so violent that it falls like a rainstorm, leaving no one with anywhere to hide!"
"Quick, it's as fast as thunder."
"Move, we must drive the momentum of Mount Tai."
"Have no one to stop you!"
"The sword is soft, but the sword is fierce. The sword is yin, but the sword is yang. It is strong and fierce!"
"This knife is a murder knife!"
Boom, Zhou Meng kept feeling the sword's intention. His strength was quietly rising in the constant battle. The ghost general became more and more excited as he fought. The strength of Zhou Meng in front of him surprised him. The speed at which he understood the sword's intention made him
Shock.
In the picture of the Great Emperor, the Great Emperor seems to be walking out slowly, with the knife in his hand emitting a faint light.
"Knife, you want to kill someone!"
"If you want to kill someone, you need power!"
"The sword is like an emperor. When the sword is unsheathed, all creatures bow their heads. No one dares to disobey!"
"Violators will be killed!"
Bang, the emperor raised his sword, and a long and narrow blade of light flashed across the sky and the earth. However, this subtle blade of light seemed to make the heaven and earth avoid him, with the intention of conquering the world, and the aura of making all things surrender.
"Haha, come on!"
Zhou Meng yelled crazily, and struck out crazily with the knife in his hand. He swung it hard again and again. The power of the knife was constantly superimposed, and his sword intention became more and more skillful.
"Take my strongest sword. If you can catch it, you win!"
The ghost general's voice was like a bell, and he swung the long knife in his hand suddenly, and the light of the knife rolled towards him like a roaring tiger, with a hint of violence.
"Travel ninety thousand miles!"
Zhou Meng's eyes stood up, and the sword light was like lightning. In the blink of an eye, he had already rushed out. The terrifying sword light directly collided with the ghost general's sword light. With a crackle, the two sword lights fought together crazily.
"Huh, my general's strongest sword is even a child in the spirit realm. It can't be stopped, let alone you!" The ghost general said arrogantly, and he waved the long sword in his hand again, and the sword light became even brighter, and Zhou Meng
The force he exerted to travel ninety thousand miles was defeated step by step.
Just when the two sword lights were about to separate, Zhou Meng smiled solemnly, with a cunning look flashing in his eyes.
Phew, the figure turned into an afterimage and disappeared in the same place in the blink of an eye. The ghost general who was watching the light of the sword was suddenly stunned, and something bad arose in his heart. When he turned around again, Zhou Meng was already behind him, smiling innocently.
, a touch of golden light magnified infinitely from before his eyes!
"Seven Broken Fist, collapse!"
Boom, the fist rises, with the power of more than 15,000 elephants, roaring like a rolling flood, and the bright golden light rises rapidly from his fist.
boom!
The Ghost General was directly hit in the chest by this punch, and dense marks appeared on his already tattered armor, like spider webs.
Then, the armor shattered, revealing endless green smoke that kept beating and bursting out.
"Haha, what a sneak attack!"
The ghost general laughed loudly, and with a wave of his sword, the broken armor on his body was repaired intact in the blink of an eye. Looking at the shocked Zhou Meng in front of him, the ghost general smiled softly.