Inverse Sword God

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"I'm someone you can't afford to offend!"

Jian Wuming, stretched out a palm and grabbed it forward,

The young master wanted to escape.

However, he felt that his body seemed to be imprisoned, and his fingers could not move.

He felt cold all over,

The young master of the ghost king has always been aloof, he has always been in control of the fate of others, and others have died in his hands.

He has never been in control of his fate.

This feeling of being an ant is really desperate.

"No, you can't kill me!"

"I am the Young Master!"

"My father is the real Sect Master, and my father is the Emperor Zhun, can you ever fight?"

He roared frantically.

Jian Wuming snorted coldly and waved his small hand, which directly broke the bones of his whole body.

The young master fell to the ground like a dead dog.

Jian Wuming directly grabbed his soul,

Collect the soul.

The young master of the ghost king was extremely miserable, rolled his eyes and foamed at the mouth.

Soon, Jian Wuming withdrew his little hand,

He got information from Fengting,

The next moment, he grabbed the Ghost King Young Master with one hand and waved with the other hand,

Rushed directly to the depths of the Ghost King Zong,

With a bang, a hall was split in half by him.

The figure of Fengting appeared inside.

Feng Ting's face was pale, and three black runes appeared on her body, sealing her there.

There is a trace of despair in Fengting's eyes,

Even if they die together, they won’t let the other party wish.

At this moment, suddenly the hall burst open, a light flashed, and a figure rushed in.

who is it?Someone came to rescue her?

Family member?

Soon she denied it, and their Wind Clan would definitely not dare to oppose the Lord of Ghosts.

She already knew this when her fiance died before.

So she has no hope,

Who is that again?

Feng Ting thought for a while, and found that she had never known any powerful senior master, so she dared to be with the King of Ghosts, right?

"Are you okay?" The voice sounded.

Feng Ting was stunned, turned her head and looked around, only Jian Wuming appeared in front of her.

Feng Ting exclaimed, and then said, "Why are you here?"

"Hurry up, this is not where you can come."

Feng Yifan is his son, and also her current concern.

She is the only relative in this world,

What she doesn’t want most is Feng Yifan,

But I didn't expect Feng Yifan to come here now.

I am afraid that the next stage will be terrible,

Feng Yifan laughed, "Ghost King Sect? I haven't paid attention yet,"

While talking, he walked forward,

Feng Ting was stunned, didn't look at Ghost King Zong?

Is Yifan having a fever and talking nonsense?

The next moment, Feng Ting's body was a while.

With a wave of the nameless sword hand, the three black runes shattered instantly.

Fengting, free now, no longer sealed,

So shocked,

"Yifan, you did this? When did you have such power?"

"Surely you were taken away by the old monster?"

"Yifan, don't scare me." Fengting's eyes were red.

Jian Wuming said, "I am still me, Feng Ting, are you okay?"

Feng Ting breathed a sigh of relief when she heard this breath.

The other party does not like to call her mother, but calls her name directly,

Although she corrected it many times, she gave up afterwards and shouted whatever the other party wanted.

Knowing that Feng Yifan has nothing to do, Feng Ting is still wondering, how do you have this kind of power?

Jian Wuming said, "It's a long story, and I won't explain it clearly for a while."

"Anyway, you know, I'm still me, it's fine that I haven't changed."

"By the way, they didn't do anything to you, right?"

Feng Ting shook her head slightly, "No, they just sealed me."

"Don't worry, I will avenge you," Jian Wuming said, "Ghost King Sect, there is no need to exist."

These words are very domineering,

Feng Ting's whole person is a little confused, even their entire family dare not be an enemy of Ghost King Sect.

And Jian Wuming seems to have no fear,

With a wave of Jian Wuming's small hand, a sword aura plunged directly into the ground.

The roar sounded, and a big crack began to appear.

The pavilions and halls of the King of Ghosts, the practice field, and the alchemy pavilion are all broken.

An aura of destruction, centered on him, swept in all directions.

Countless Onimusha ghosts cry and howl, they are miserable and desperate, wanting to escape,

However, as soon as he acted, he was torn to pieces by this terrifying sword aura,

"Father save me." Young Master Ghost King also screamed in horror.

He was also pierced by Wanjian, very miserable,

But he did not die, because Jian Wuming didn’t want him to die yet.

"Who is it, dare to be wild in my school! Don't you want to live?"

At this time, a very cold voice came.

There are still terrible laws pervading,

There were even fragments of the sacred fire, beating.

Young Master Ghost King cheered, "Great, father, you are finally out!"

"Father! Kill him! He dared to hurt me!"

"We also abolished our sect! Don't let him go."

"Dare to fight the Ghost King Zong, it is better to die than life!"

"After ten thousand years, you will kneel at the door of the King of Ghosts and suffer for the rest of your life!"

There was a bitter voice.

Immediately afterwards, the boundless ghost aura spread in all directions,

Between the sky and the earth, the black flame keeps beating,

Feng Ting's face was extremely pale, is this the Sect Master of the Ghost King Sect?

The legendary quasi emperor!

"No, Yifan, run away, we must leave quickly."

Jian Wuming smiled, "What are you afraid of? Zhundi is nothing but I haven't paid attention to it yet."

"With the flick of my finger, I can kill him."

Crazy, Yifan is crazy!Feng Ting next to her was dumbfounded.

In the void, there was a cold snort, "Destroy me with a finger? Young man, you really have a big tone!"

"I'll take a look, how can you kill me!"

The next moment, the boundless ghost was torn away, and a middle-aged man with a cold face came out.

He was thin and cold,

Every move carries a biting power, as if raising his hand can suppress everything and destroy everything.

"Are you the Sect Master of the Ghost King Sect?" Jian Wuming stared at the middle-aged man in front of him.He said coldly, "You dare to catch Fengting, you are dead,"

"Now kneel on the ground, apologize to Feng Ting and confess, I will give you a happy way to die."

"Stupid thing, are you challenging this seat?" The Ghost King Sect Master looked gloomy.

The young master in the distance also said, "Father, kill him with the cruelest means."

"Don't worry, I will make him worse than dead." The Ghost King Sect Master put out his palm, and the endless ghost aura filled it.

"Xiao Fan, run away, I'll help you stop him." Feng Ting stood up and stood in front of Jian Wuming.

She regarded death as home,

Jian Wuming's heart is warm,

He smiled and said, "I said, I haven't paid attention to Emperor Zhun."

The next moment, Jian Wuming's body, the terrifying power completely erupted,

A terrible sword aura swept across the sky.

At this moment, the Sovereign of the Ghost King was struck by lightning, and his face was completely scared.

This is the breath of the Great!

"You are the emperor!" Fupin Chinese