The rain was pouring heavily and the water vapor filled the air. The deep laughter was like a reminder of a bell, stimulating the hearts of all the ghosts present.
"Old, Old Niu, what's going on with him... Is he committing suicide?"
Ma Mian looked at Ren Xiaofan, who had no breath of life at all, and asked Niutou tremblingly.
For many years, except for the City God who had made him fear, no one could make him feel like this.
But now, he actually became afraid of a monk who was entering the Taoist stage.
"It should be...it should be..." Niutou was not sure either.
Did the kick I gave him with all my strength just now really kill him?
"Pretend to be a ghost, come and capture him!"
Seeing Ren Xiaofan sitting there without moving for a long time, Ma Mian became a little impatient and ordered the ghost soldiers and ghost generals to surround Ren Xiaofan again.
Although the ghosts were afraid, they still surrounded him because there were so many ghosts.
The sky was dark, with dark clouds in the sky, and no sunlight at all.
I just don’t know whether the sun in the underworld and the sun in the upper world are the same.
"Hehehehe..."
Suddenly, Ren Xiaofan, who had been motionless, laughed again.
Anger and resentment also rose into the sky at this moment, causing strong winds to sweep around.
The ghost soldiers and generals felt a strong sense of oppression and couldn't help but stop advancing.
Ren Xiaofan slowly stood up from the ground, his body filled with red aura, not ghost energy, not Yin energy, nor resentment.
Raising his head, his blood-red eyes coldly scanned the ghost general in front of him. Then, with a clatter, a long sword appeared out of thin air in his hand.
The sword was black and red in color, with dense inscriptions engraved on its body. It looked simple in shape, but the murderous aura coming from its blade made all the ghost soldiers and ghost generals dare not approach it.
The bull-headed horse-faced man also sensed something was wrong with Ren Xiaofan and the sword in his hand.
However, there are tens of thousands of ghost soldiers and ghost generals here, facing a monk who has entered the Taoist stage. No matter how powerful the opponent is, can one defeat ten thousand?
Thinking like this, the horse-faced general shouted loudly again: "What are you still doing? Take him down quickly. Anyone who disobeys the order will be killed!"
No soldier dares to disobey the command of the general, even if it means death, he must move forward without hesitation.
So the next moment, the ghosts endured the fear in their hearts, raised their spears and stabbed Ren Xiaofan.
rub!
Spears came from all directions, but they hit nothing.
Ren Xiaofan floated into the air instantly like a ghost, then slowly raised his sword, with a trace of cruelty on his lips.
"not good!"
One of the ghost generals wanted to escape, but before he could make a move, Ren Xiaofan's sword had already struck down.
Buzz!
Time seemed to stand still for a moment. Then the space was instantly distorted. The distant hills also began to tremble at this time. Then only a loud rumble was heard, and they collapsed and split into two.
The rain washed the earth and flowed along the cracks into the distance.
This sword not only destroyed all the ghost soldiers and generals in front, but also cut a straight line on the surface of the earth...
Ren Xiaofan floated in the air, rising again in the face of the heavy rain, until he saw that the ghost soldiers and generals on the ground were as big as ants.
He caressed the black and red sword body, and the sword trembled as if in response to him.
Countless ghost soldiers and generals died tragically under the sword just now, and the fly ash they turned into after their death actually began to condense from all directions at this moment, and then turned into sword energy, covering
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Should be on the sword body.
Boom, boom...
There was endless thunder in the sky, and lightning flashed across the sky, but when Ren Xiaofan saw it, he was afraid to avoid it.
The sword body, which was originally four feet long, now stretches hundreds of meters across. The murderous aura it emits is extremely fierce, and it wants to dominate the heaven and earth with even more intense brilliance.
Drop by drop...
The murderous aura took form, and if it had any substance, the falling raindrops turned red.
"Quick...run!"
Looking at the God of Death in the sky, the ghost soldiers and ghost generals below could no longer hold back the fear in their hearts and began to flee in all directions.
This time, even the two generals, the bull-headed and horse-faced generals, were no exception and quickly drifted towards the direction of the City God.
However, it seems too late to think of running away now...
I saw the murderous sword in Ren Xiaofan's hand swinging in all directions. The blood-red sword energy struck down like thunder, and the roar was endless, and the whole world seemed to be in panic.
the other side.
The battle between the ghost kings is also continuing. City God Tan Jinglong faces the Hongyun ghost king, making killing moves everywhere, as if he intends to resolve the battle quickly.
However, the Hongyun Ghost King was not much behind him. The long sword and the red silk scroll did not allow the other party to gain any advantage.
As for the Sky-Swallowing Ghost King and the Purgatory Ghost King, it was relatively easy.
Because the two ghost kings they faced were not as hardworking as the City God, and their attacks were all killing moves. Instead, they mostly made tentative attacks.
However, at this moment, another piece of heaven and earth in the distance of City God suddenly attracted them.
Dark clouds gathered and thunder continued.
Generally speaking, it does not rain in the underworld. Every time it rains, it will be accompanied by changes in the sky, and unimaginable things will happen.
Moreover, they seemed to hear screams amidst the explosions.
Suddenly, all the ghost kings no longer had any intention of continuing the fight, and all flew towards that direction.
Ren Xiaofan was in a strange state at the moment. His consciousness seemed to have disappeared, but he did not disappear completely.
Surrounded by a red-hued space, a giant long sword stands in front of it.
This sword was black and red in color, with a simple shape and mostly elements of Han swords. There were dense inscriptions on the sword grid, but Ren Xiaofan could only see the first few words.
The Sword of Majesty—Tai'a?
Isn't that one of the ten great swords of China? It is said to be the sword of Xiang Yu, the overlord of Western Chu. It is a killing sword.
But... why does it appear here, and where is this place?
But just when Ren Xiaofan felt doubtful, the world in front of him seemed to have changed again.
The regular circular Tao source is rotating rapidly, with very little Tao Qi inside, and its surface is dyed with a light red color.
This layer of red aura seems to be demonic aura, but it is a little different because there is a murderous intention in it.
This...could it be my source of truth?
Ren Xiaofan had a bold guess in his mind.
But what is this layer of aura above his own source of energy? Ren Xiaofan felt extremely confused.
Buzz!
Suddenly, a sword sound came from his ears, and before Ren Xiaofan could react, the Tai'a Divine Sword appeared out of thin air and stabbed Daoyuan.
Damn it!
Ren Xiaofan was startled. He had no time to stop it and had no ability to stop it. He could only watch the sword edge break through the source of the source. Then a wave of severe pain hit him and he fainted again.
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past....
Outside
Boom!
The thunder continued to roar, and Ren Xiaofan had stopped swinging his sword. The ground beneath him had been destroyed and shapeless, with sword marks alternating vertically and horizontally, and rainwater flowing along the ditches, like running streams.
All the ghost soldiers and ghost generals have disappeared at this time, and the two generals with an ox-headed and horse-faced face have also disappeared. It is not known whether they escaped or died under Ren Xiaofan's sword energy.
The long sword held in his hand had all the sword energy condensed on it disappeared and returned to its original appearance.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh….
Several figures came through the sky and finally stopped not far from Ren Xiaofan.
"Taoist Priest?"
Hongyun Ghost King was stunned for a moment. If she hadn't felt that her aura was right, she really couldn't believe that the person in front of her was Ren Xiaofan.
The Heaven-Swallowing Ghost King and the Purgatory Ghost King also looked shocked.
Because they are not standing on the ground now, but ten thousand meters above the sky, and even the thunderclouds above are within reach.
Ren Xiaofan raised his head and looked at them, his blood-red eyes were extremely calm, and there was no fluctuation except for a faint red light emitting from his body.
"Are you the disciple of the Yin Yang Sect?" City God Tan Jinglong asked Ren Xiaofan doubtfully.
He clearly remembered that Ren Xiaofan was only in the stage of enlightenment, but now that Ren Xiaofan could fly to high altitudes, he was at least in the stage of enlightenment.
Ren Xiaofan did not answer, but slowly raised the sword in his hand and pointed it at the nearest ghost king.
"kill!"
Whoosh!
As he read the word "kill", his figure flashed. The next moment, he appeared next to the ghost king, and the long sword suddenly stabbed him.
Rumble.....
The black and red sword energy formed a sword net, covering a large area in front of it.
All the ghost kings never expected that Ren Xiaofan would attack without saying a word, and at such a fast speed, so they were enveloped by the sword energy before they had time to dodge.
Bang bang bang!
The other five ghost kings were okay, after all, Ren Xiaofan's target was not them. Although they couldn't dodge, they all used their weapons to block most of the sword energy.
However, the ghost king closest to Ren Xiaofan was in a miserable condition. His whole body was riddled with holes from the sword energy, and half of his body was cut off.
Ghost energy spurted out from the wound, and then without thinking, he dragged the injured ghost body and turned into a black cloud of smoke and fled into the distance.
"hehe..."
However, Ren Xiaofan didn't want to let him go like this.
After sneering, the long sword in his hand shrank, and then thrust out.
Buzz!
It was sword energy again, but this time it did not form a sword net, but turned into a black and red beam of light, directly hitting the black cloud.
"Ling Yun!"
The City God's eyes were splitting as he looked at it, but all he could do was cry out helplessly.
The Ghost King is not invincible. He will be injured and fall after receiving strong attacks.
However, just two moves killed one ghost king, bringing not only shock but also fear to the remaining five.
Whoosh!
Ren Xiaofan's figure flashed again, this time he came to another ghost king invited by the City God.
After all, among the five ghost kings, he is the only one closest to Ren Xiaofan.