Inverse Sword God

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The sword light flashed and turned into the appearance of a young man, it was Jian Wuming,

Jian Wuming stared at the sect in front, his expression gloomy: "Ghost King Sect, there is no need to exist,"

With a cold snort, he strode inside and walked in.

"Who? Stop!"

"Dare to come to the ghost king Zong to be wild, don't you want to live,"

A few ghosts suddenly appeared ahead, they were the gatekeepers of the Ghost King Sect.

A few ghosts, when I saw the nameless, I was first taken aback, and then laughed.

"A kid from nowhere, dare to come here,"

"Want to die, get out of here,"

"Otherwise, I will kill you."

"It's you who are dead,"

Jian Wuming let out a cold cry, cut out with a sword, and several ghosts were instantly torn to pieces.

"No, damn it, you are only 8 years old, why do you have such a strong anger?"

They are all crazy.

Jian Wuming snorted coldly and didn't answer.

Another sword struck the gate of the Ghost King Zong directly.

With a roaring sound, the gate of the King of Ghosts was split in half.

The huge crack spreads toward the inside, seeming to split the entire sect.

Boom boom boom,

The earth-shaking sound rang, the ghost king's sect array flickered, and the ghostly spirit was overwhelming.

The terrifying light swept across the sky,

The countless warriors inside were all alarmed,

"Damn it, someone dares to attack us!"

"Who is it? Looking for death?"

A strong man rose to the sky.

The Young Master of the Ghost King Sect also came into the void,

This is a very evil young man.

With a wave of his hand, he tore open the world and looked forward.

He saw a figure and walked in,

This is a very young figure,

This guy is 7 or 8 years old, right?

A child who dared to come to their sect to run wild, he wanted to die.

Being stared at by so many eyes, Jian Wuming is not afraid,

He said coldly, "Where is Feng Ting? What have you done to her?"

"Whenever I find out that she is missing a hair, I will let you all die without a place to bury."

"Come to find Fengting! Are you from the Feng family?"

"Impossible? When did the Feng Family? Such a master appeared,"

"Could it be that you are the ancestor of the Feng Family?"

The Young Sect Master sneered. He said, "You should be the righteous son Feng Ting took, Feng Yifan."

"Unexpectedly, you have the courage to go to the Ghost King Sect alone,"

"For the sake of your courage, kneel on the ground, I will give you a whole body."

"Only you?"

Wuming looked at each other and sneered: "You had better not do anything to Fengting? Otherwise, you will die miserably,"

The young master was angry when he heard this: "A little leather boy, dare to threaten me?"

"court death,"

"Come on, take him down for me,"

With an order, more than a dozen ghosts around him rushed over quickly. These were all Onimus.

They didn't care about a child.

Jian Wuming, with a wave of his fingers, the sword energy flew out from his fingertips,

Overwhelming,

A bitter breath permeated,

Everyone only felt their bodies tremble, as if their souls were about to be split apart,

Immediately afterwards, they saw a few Onimushas dispatched, shaking,

The screams sounded, the body was pierced by the sword qi, and all fell.

died,

This guy’s swordsmanship is so powerful,

"He is not a teenager, he may be some old monster!"

"Damn it, shoot with all your strength,"

A series of exclamations sounded,

These elders of the ghost king sect attacked quickly,

Ten thousand ghosts,

In an instant, they used an extremely terrifying formation,

Between heaven and earth, hundreds of Onimusha danced quickly,

Around everyone, there are extremely terrifying ghosts pervading the sky and the earth.

Shrouded the nameless,

An old man who took the lead laughed. He is a ghostly sage with monstrous laws.

"No matter how strong you are, you are not our opponent."

"Stupid thing, you don't know anything about my strength, do you really think I'm just an 8-year-old boy?"

Inside the formation, the nameless sword sounded, everyone was blinded.

The ghost sage who took the lead also shrank his pupils: "This is impossible? You are not dead?"

"Why is it like this?"

"Kill me."

He kept urging the law,

However, at this time, a small hand waved gently and directly tore the huge array of ghosts to pieces.

The Onimusians around, like being struck by lightning, they vomited blood, and endless cracks appeared on their bodies.

They fell to the ground with horror on their faces,

A ray of light flew out, this is the power of the law,

However, when I came to Jian Wuming, these laws trembled violently.

The corner of Wuming's mouth raised, with a tender smile, he said coldly: "The law? Do you also admire the use of the law?"

"Let me tell you, what the real law is, you kneel down and submit to me."

With a cold drink, on him, the endless law flew out, sweeping the wasteland,

At this moment, the entire Ghost King Sect shook violently.

The ghost sage who took the lead could not withstand this force at all, and burst open and turned into a blood mist.

The other Onimusians were also constantly broken, screaming and howling ghosts,

At this moment, the Ghost King Sect seemed to have turned into Shura Hell.

"Damn it, let this young master kill you."

Young Master Ghost King snorted coldly, the next moment, he took out a flute,

This flute is extremely dark, made of some kind of black bone,

There are hundreds of millions of ghosts on it.

"The Song of Ten Thousand Ghosts!"

The young master of the ghost king urged the black flute. Suddenly, a stern voice sounded, and countless ghosts appeared.

Ten thousand ghosts appeared beside him,

He said coldly: "I am the Great Sage, my strength is not what you can imagine,"

"Under the ten thousand ghosts, die."

The ghosts around, all received orders, rushed towards Jian Wuming like crazy,

Those Onimusians who were still alive were also excited: "Great,"

Their young master is second only to the suzerain.

This kid is finally dying,

That’s for sure, no matter how strong he is, he should not be better than the Great Sage.

Jian Wuming watched this scene, but sneered: "The trivial saint, dare to be arrogant in front of me?"

"You don't know anything about this emperor's strength,"

He snorted coldly, and an extremely terrifying force appeared on him.

This is the power of the extreme, and when this power comes out, all ghosts surrender.

The nameless sound of the sword, like thunder, suddenly, countless ghosts were torn apart and disappeared in smoke.

The warriors of the surrounding ghost kingzong were all dumbfounded when they watched this scene.

They all knelt down,

how is this possible?This is their young master, with a full blow, their young master is the great sage,

And the Flute of Ten Thousand Ghosts in his hand is an extremely terrifying holy artifact.

If the two work together, even a great god of the same level can't resist it.

Unless beyond the great sage,

Is it possible that the young man in front of him has surpassed the Great Sage?

They dare not imagine,

The young master of the ghost king knelt to the ground with a plop. He was suppressed by the breath just now.

He was trembling with horror: "What kind of power is this?"

Quasi emperor?

Or is it surpassing the quasi emperor?

"who are you?"

"Who are you?"

He roared frantically.Fupin Chinese