Li Qingyang, surrounded by thunder and lightning, was fighting with dozens of yellow-lettered battlefield ghosts.
Although he is surrounded, he has his own magic weapon at hand. Not only is he not in any danger, but he will also counterattack at the appropriate time.
The same is true for Ye Xingchen, Xiao Sinji and others.
However, there are as many as 5,000 battlefield ghosts coming to punish Lingyuan Continent this time. On the other hand, the Eternal Sect only has forty or fifty. On average, one person has to fight hundreds of them!
"Boom boom boom!"
High in the sky, Jun Changxiao controlled the mechanical armed wing and was fighting fiercely with a Tianzi battlefield ghost. From time to time, spiritual thoughts filled the air below. He frowned slightly and said: "There are too many battlefield ghosts coming to punish Lingyuan Continent, right?"
As the Starfall Continent that has been punished N times, the number of battlefield ghosts that come to attack is only a few hundred at most, which is completely incomparable to thousands.
"Still."
Jun Changxiao thought to himself: "I didn't show enough desire to die, so I didn't really attract the attention of the upper world?"
"..." The system is silent.
In order to unlock the hard-to-recover sword for an egg, he killed tens of thousands of plane warriors, and then stole opportunities like crazy, so much so that all the earth characters were stolen.
If you choose any one of these two items, it will be the ultimate suicide!
The system said: "Actually, I have always been puzzled. Why is the punishment from the upper world so light when the host is so reckless on the battlefield?"
"Is there something fishy about this?" Jun Changxiao asked.
The system said: "It was planned by the host to pretend to be dead in the Shura Killing Field. If you want to punish it, you must also punish the Starfall Continent. How come you punish the Lingyuan Continent first?"
"boom!"
Jun Changxiao punched away the light of the flying sickle and said: "Maybe the upper world is blind."
"OK!"
"Consider it blind."
The system said: "But the Punishment Lingyuan Continent sends so many battlefield ghosts, it is completely hell mode. Why is there only a few hundred people in the Punishment Lingyuan Continent, which is simpler than the simple mode?"
"this……"
Jun Chang smiled and spread his hands, saying: "When something cannot be explained scientifically, it can only be attributed to... I am too handsome."
"Please, I'm talking about business!"
"Please, I'm just talking about business!"
"..."
"Brush! Brush! Brush!"
The ghost of the Tianzi battlefield who was knocked away rushed back again, and the sickle in his hand cut out the stream of light that tore through the space.
Jun Changxiao immediately retracted his mind and said with cold eyes: "I must get rid of this guy as soon as possible to prevent my disciples from being in danger."
From the current point of view, the Wangu Sect is not at a disadvantage, but sooner or later it will be suppressed by thousands of battlefield ghosts, so what he has to do is to solve the Tianzi, and then share more Earthly characters with his disciples.
Don't say it.
Mr. Ding, Mr. Jiang and others couldn't bear it anymore.
After all, there are four to five hundred ghosts on the battlefield at the two levels of Dixuan. If it weren't for the blessing of a suit of equipment, they would be in trouble!
"boom!"
"boom!"
Gongsun Haohai, who was fighting fiercely, was knocked down by dozens of Xuanzi battlefield ghosts when he wasn't paying attention.
"Oh shit!"
Jun Changxiao put on the True Yang Mask, then held the True Yang Sword in his left hand, and the Dragon Fang Blade in his right hand, forming a sword-and-sword combination!
"Huhu————"
Suit, with the blessing of weapons, powerful air waves burst out!
"call out!"
Jun Chang laughed and flew away, the True Yang Sword and Dragon Tooth Blade tore apart the space, and he immediately faced the incoming stream of light!
"Broken! Broken! Broken!"
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
The two forces exploded at high altitude, causing billowing dust and power.
"call out----------"
Jun Changxiao sprang out, then got close in an instant, raised his sword and angrily slashed at the Tianzi battlefield ghost, and roared as if all the fights depended on roaring: "Die!"
"call!"
"call!"
The light of the sword suddenly shone in the sky and struck the thick armor in a criss-cross pattern.
"Zizzizi!"
"call out--------"
Sword light and sword light splashed out.
Jun Changxiao dodged and appeared out of thin air a few feet behind the ghost on the battlefield, the sword he held hanging down naturally.
His head was lowered slightly, and a few strands of black hair were dancing in the wind.
This is not an artificial wind, this is a natural wind brought about by psychic riots.
The plane warriors who were watching the battle of the Eternal Eternal Sect disciples raised their heads after hearing the noise.
What's going on?
Why are that guy and the battlefield ghost so still?
"Click——————"
Suddenly, a cracking sound came.
With his back to Jun Changxiao, the armor of the Tianzi battlefield ghost suddenly cracked, revealing the marks of a crooked cross sword.
Everyone's eyes widened.
"Kakaka!"
The armor cracked faster, and finally it completely cracked into countless tiny fragments in front of everyone's eyes, and then scattered on the ground.
"Dead!"
"The ghost of Tianzi battlefield was wiped out by Jun Changxiao!"
"Oh my God, this is so fast!"
Just when everyone was shocked, Jun Changxiao turned into a stream of light and flew away at high speed. He raised his sword and wiped out dozens of Xuanzi battlefield ghosts who were besieging Jiang Xie!
"Everyone will die for me!"
"boom!"
"boom!"
The light of the sword filled the air, and wherever it passed, the ghosts of the battlefield, whether it was the land character, the mysterious character, or the yellow character, were all torn into pieces!
The plane warriors gasped one after another.
This kind of crushing massacre instantly reminded many people of the previous opportunity to take action, when that guy carried out a frenzied killing scene with a weapon engraved with words!
Coming!
The devil who killed 20,000 people is back again!
At this time, if he was a warrior fighting against him, he would definitely be frightened to death by Jun Changxiao.
However, those who are fighting against the Eternal Sect are battlefield ghosts. They are not giving up. As long as the upper realm does not issue an evacuation order, they will continue to fight to the end, and even fight to the death!
"brush!"
"brush!"
As if aware of Jun Changxiao's superior strength, the surrounding battlefield ghosts gave up attacking Li Qingyang and others, and gathered their strength to rush over with weapons in hand.
For a time, thousands of battlefield ghosts pressed down from all directions.
Jun Changxiao stood there and did not choose to dodge. Instead, he took back the Dragon Tooth Blade.
"Hoo ho!"
Suddenly, a powerful sword force was released from all over his body, spreading to all directions.
After Zhou Hong felt the momentum, his eyes were filled with astonishment.
"What a powerful sword!"
"This guy...is he also a swordsman?!"
"Huhu————"
At this moment, the sword force spread out, and the armor fragments, stones, dust and even branches and leaves scattered on the ground were touched, as if enveloped by some kind of power, and then slowly floated up.
"What's going on!"
"Why are all the things on the ground floating?"
"What does this have to do with kendo?"
The plane warrior looked confused.
Sword repair is about swords. Why does the sharp sword force disturb every plant and tree?
"brush!"
Jun Changxiao gently raised the True Yang Sword, and the floating fragments, stones and other objects flew in one after another, suddenly forming a cloth-like glow in the air!
Zhou Hong exclaimed: "The second form of Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect, all things are swords!"
There are not many powerful sword skills in the Eternal Sword Sect, and there are only two types that are actually used for training. One is the Lingjian Divine Technique, and the other is the Wanjian Guizong.
Zhou Hong has always been meditating on the Lingjian Shenjue, rarely studying the Ten Thousand Swords Returning Sect, because it is very difficult to practice only one advanced sword skill to the extreme, so what's the point of practicing two kinds of skills?
"brush!"
"brush!"
Dense sword lights flew in like locusts.
Although the distance between all the warriors was far enough, their hair stood on end when they saw the light shrouded by the power of the sword.
This quantity, this intensity!
If you attack yourself, you will definitely be stabbed into a sieve!
"brush!"
"brush!"
The ghosts on the battlefield didn't realize how terrifying the dense sword light was, and they still gathered all kinds of energy to kill them.
Jun Changxiao said coldly: "This is the first time that I use all things as swords. Today I will sacrifice you to heaven!"
"Boohoo!"
"咻咻咻咻————"
Thousands of streams of light burst out, leaving tiny sword marks in the space!
“Ding ding ding ding ding!”
In an instant, countless sword lights shot through, and the crisp sound sounded like a beautiful melody.
The face warriors gradually opened their mouths, because they witnessed with their own eyes how nearly a thousand battlefield ghosts wearing armor were stabbed into sieves!
The picture is so gorgeous and spectacular!
"Plop!"
"Plop!"
Each battlefield ghost fell to the ground riddled with holes.
"..."
The expression on the plane warrior's face remained dull.
Previously, Zhou Hong had shocked them by killing hundreds of people with one sword. Now Jun Changxiao has killed thousands of people, which must have deeply shocked their hearts and souls again!
Damn it!
How terrible!
If you come to be a spectator again in the future, you must prepare heart-protecting elixirs!