Qin Changan opened his mouth and vomited blood. Without any time to think, he waved the blood knife again, flames rolled wildly, and the sea of blood rolled. The two forces converged on the blood knife at the same time, condensing a huge sword with a diameter of tens of meters.
The sword gang exuded fierce pressure, as if it was about to shatter the void. He slashed out with one strike and struck in a horizontal direction, trying to forcefully shatter the two cyan chains behind him.
However, Song Yuanzhong suddenly rose up. The long sword in his hand was filled with vast khaki gas, and a dark yellow light suddenly appeared. The long sword was surrounded by countless sword shadows. The long sword rose in the wind, spanning dozens of meters, and struck with force.
"kill!"
Song Yuanzhong's eyes were bright, and he roared in anger, the sound shook all directions, as if it was like thunder rolling from the sky.
Boom!
A dazzling bright light instantly swallowed up all the surrounding light sources and pierced the eyes of all living creatures. Countless beasts in the mountains and dense forests were instantly blinded by this bright light and roared angrily.
Ahhh...
Even some people in the ghost army were caught off guard and were blinded by the bright light. Severe pain filled their eyes, and they became unconscious and collapsed on the ground.
The stronger ones also closed their eyes, and waited until the burst of strong light passed before tentatively opening their eyes to look high into the sky.
Blocked it, the elder blocked it!
The huge sword gangs all collapsed and were slowly dissipating. The sword energy was scattered in all directions. Under the sword gang, Song Yuanzhong stood still holding the long sword, surrounded by sword energy.
Everyone in the Ghost Army was shocked and shook their fists in ecstasy.
However……
Wow!
Song Yuanzhong spat out a mouthful of blood, and his clothes exploded into countless fragments of the city. His long sword screamed, broke into several pieces, and fell from the sky.
His aura was messy, his consciousness was groggy, and it was difficult to maintain his body shape. He fell down from a high altitude. Looking at Qin Changan's figure, his eyes were full of disbelief.
How is that possible?
How could this guy from the fourth level be able to exert such a powerful offensive?
"Duan Jing, refine him!"
Song Yuanzhong roared angrily, not caring about his body falling downwards.
But no matter how strong you are, as long as you are dragged into Shuramen, you will definitely die.
"Shura, lock!"
Duan Jing shouted loudly, slapped his chest with his right hand, spurted out a mouthful of blood and sprinkled it on the blue Shura Gate, and at the same time quickly formed seals with his hands.
The Shura Gate burst into bright light, and two chains were wrapped around Qin Changan's body. There were wisps of blood looming in the blue light, and the strength from the chains also increased several times.
Qin Changan had no time to react before he was already pulled towards the door by this force. The speed was so fast that he was already approaching in the blink of an eye.
It’s over!
It was too late for him to react, so he could only watch as he smashed into the door.
Everyone around stared at Qin Changan, who was about to be swallowed up by the Shura Sect, and the corners of his mouth slowly curved into a smile.
Shura Gate is an ancient martial arts treasure. Even the strong men of Kaitian Palace dare not set foot on it easily. Qin Changan will definitely die if he goes in!
Boom!
There was a violent roar in the sky, and countless seas of fire exploded, forming a thirty-meter vacuum area, revealing the blue sky behind.
"There was a loud bang in the sky, and I made a shining appearance!"
The dense forest shook, a huge peak collapsed and fell, the vigorous ancient trees exploded into countless powders, a silver thread crossed the sky, and pierced into the head of Shura Sect leader Duan Jing with a pop.
The silk thread was flicked, and Duan Jing's head exploded with a bang. A bunch of white stuff was wrapped in spiritual power and brought out, returning to the peak of the nearby mountain at an extremely fast speed.
A man in black was sitting on a boulder, holding a purple fishing rod in his hand. The fishing rod emitted a faint spiritual light. He raised his hand and the silver thread was pulled back by him.
Snap!
Looking at the white object in front of him, his face was full of smile, he snapped his fingers, and a faint blue flame appeared, instantly burning the object into powder and dissipating.
Following Duan Jing's tragic death, the Shura Sect was distorted, the surrounding space continued to vibrate, and ripples appeared, which were gradually dissipating.
roar!
The cyan chain held by the giant beast inside the door shattered instantly with a click, and it fell backwards, roaring unwillingly towards Qin Changan.
The green chain collapsed, and the power pulling Qin Changan suddenly disappeared. His body turned over, and the fire wings behind him suddenly spread out, waving continuously.
The flames that filled the sky quickly converged towards his location, wrapping him in the center.
Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Qin Changan saw that his body was dripping with blood, and his chest and back were even more bloody. It was obvious that he was seriously injured.
But at this moment, he didn't care about healing, and his eyes were focused on the figure sitting upright on the top of the mountain.
The people in the ghost troop on the ground were also watching him, especially Song Yuanzhong, whose eyes were dark and angry.
It was only a little bit close to killing Qin Changan, the bastard.
Qin Changan's support?
"Your Excellency, we are the ghost troops of the Liyang Dynasty. We are here to hunt down the traitors of our dynasty. You killed my subordinates for no reason, causing the operation to fail. Are you provoking the Liyang Dynasty?"
Song Yuanzhong jumped up to the crown of a tree and looked at the figure holding a fishing rod on the distant mountain peak. His face was gloomy, he held a sword in his right hand and his aura was locked.
"Provoke the Liyang Dynasty?"
"Do you want to use a dynasty to threaten me? I'm not bragging, even if you, the Emperor, are standing here, you wouldn't dare to talk to me like you."
The man slowly stood up and put the purple fishing rod on his shoulder. The fishhook swayed slightly, flashing with a faint scarlet light.
"Also, has anyone ever told you that you talk too much? If you want to fight, you will fight. If you want to kill, you will kill. Today, I will bail that boy out."
"Even the King of Heaven can't kill him, I said so!"
"court death!"
A cold light suddenly appeared in Song Yuanzhong's eyes, and his figure instantly disappeared on the spot, turning into a rainbow across the sky. The long sword in his hand stirred up countless afterimages of sword light, and he killed him.
"I'll deal with him. You deal with Qin Chang'an. He's already been severely injured. If he misses again, we'll all commit suicide to apologize."
He glanced at Qin Changan in the distance. The latter's aura was disordered and his eyes were full of anger, although he wanted to personally avenge those subordinates.
But now we must focus on the overall situation. This mysterious man killed Duan Jing with just one blow from the fishhook in his hand. His strength should not be underestimated.
The man standing on the top of the mountain shook the purple fishing rod slightly, and the fishhook drew an afterimage and disappeared into the space instantly.
Song Yuanzhong, who was rushing in this direction, suddenly stopped, his face suddenly changed, and he looked at his abdomen with a distorted expression.
Poof!
There was a shattering sound, the abdomen opened, and a ball of light green fluorescent object was fished out from his body.
"Deal with me? You are very confident. Let me see what makes you so confident."