Master of Unlimited Luck

"Master, be careful!"

Dongfang Bai's figure was extremely fast, holding the thin sword in his hand all the time, and rushing to Su Jing, the thin sword swayed like a fan, blocking all the thin sword energy from outside.

Yan Lingji and others had already turned into Changhong, intending to attack the enemy and save them, but the boundless sword energy rushed down, like a dense rain, falling suddenly.

Even though they are all innate masters, facing this powerful sword aura as strong as a violent storm, there is no space to escape, even as soon as they touch.

Hou Hou flew a small sword aura with a sword, and then his wrist tingled... This sword aura was more than thousands, and every sword aura possessed enough strength to resist her.

This this this...

So much sword energy.

Isn't it equivalent to tens of thousands of innate masters attacking at the same time?!

"Self-preservation first!"

Su Jing screamed, he was forced out of a state of harmony.

He directly raised Mo Wangjian with his left hand.

In a short time, the boundless Xiao killing Qi accompanied the blood thunder...

The scarlet blade is completely different from the crystal-like jade of Xihe sword. It is as red as blood. On the blade, there is a scarlet blood mark...snagging from the hilt to the end , It seems, full of ignorance.

The whole body was filled with qi.

Su Jing held the Ziying Sword and Qu Wuyi against the Zhuxian Sword in one hand, and the other hand held the sword and cut it down without hesitation... the sword gas was mixed with thunder, like a violent thunder shaking the sky, almost torn the world.

Suddenly, a giant cauldron appeared on the head of the king of ghosts, and the cauldron was carved with four ferocious behemoths. These four giant beasts were like living creatures, struggling desperately, trying to get out of the cauldron, but on the contrary they added even more to the cauldron. Somewhat terrifying power.

There was a loud bang.

Suddenly there was a huge shock in the giant cauldron, and half of the blade of Mo Wangjian was stuck in the middle of the giant cauldron!

Mo Wangjian's power had already surpassed the first level of Taoism, under one sword... even Fu Longding couldn't bear it, and was cut out of a big gap in his palm.

"Good boy, so many hole cards."

The Ghost King's complexion changed slightly, and he shouted: "But you are not the only one who has the cards, kill them!!!"

Zhu Xianjian slashed hard.

Shi Jian immediately swept all the fragmented sword energy into the sword body, and the Zhuxian Sword had turned into a mighty majesty.

A sword cut straight towards Su Jing!

Before the sword fell, two of the seven peaks of Qingyun Mountain had collapsed.

The sky is shaking.

This sword is no longer the power of the ghost king alone, but the aura that he has gathered from the entire Qingyunmen for thousands of years, and what he has cut out is a superb sword that truly exceeds his strength and surpasses this dimension!

Chapter 1916

Use the formation method to forcefully fetter all the aura of a thousand miles around here.

At this time, the Ghost King and Qingyun Mountain were completely integrated.

Let the power of Zhuxianjian not only multiply, but increase it tenfold, thus increasing the strength of the ghost king to a point where almost all ghosts and gods are shocked.

Although the weapons are divided, the gap in strength is even greater.

Feeling the powerful pressure that makes me almost unable to breathe...

Su Jing gritted his teeth, and said in his heart that I would cut off your Zhuxian directly with the Mo Wang Jian, and after not believing that the sword is broken, you can still control the formation.

Gathering Yuxiao Twenty succeeded in his own body, and the other hand directly pushed Qu Wuyi away.

In the palm of his hand, he seemed to be holding a white thunder light, like an indomitable thunder beast, roaring the most angry to the sky.

The mighty sword energy and the white thunder light have to touch each other...

It must be a shocking, terrifying, peerless blow.

however……

However, Dongfang Bai suddenly shrank his pupils, and suddenly rushed to Su Jing, shouting: "Master, be careful!!!"

Regardless of his own Celestial Demon Qin, he reached out and grabbed the Mo Wangjian in Su Jing's palm.

In a short time, the boundless resentment instantly attacked the brain.

Mo Wangjian was born specifically for Su Jing, and the boundless resentment in front of Su Jing didn't work at all. However, Dongfang Bai was the Supreme Master of Taoism.

Mo Wangjian was still tightly attached to his palm for an instant.

At the beginning, Dongfang Bai held the sword, but after a while, it was Mo Wangjian's obsession with Dongfang Bai, and he kept absorbing his vitality.

But only in a flash.

The face of Dongfang Bai has turned into an extremely old man, and his hair is instantly white...

He screamed in pain, but his movements did not stop at all.

Severely lifted the sword and cut.

There was no fancy, just relying on his own powerful remaining strength, and Mo Wangjian's psychic nature, seemed to perceive that Dongfang Bai was fighting for Su Jing, and the powerful vitality that he had absorbed was sent into his body.

"kill!!!"

Accompanied by a stern roar, Dongfang Bai clinging to Mo Wangjian, slashed at the same place with Zhuxianjian.

There was a soft sound.

The sword of Zhu Xian was already broken, and the half-cut blade fell directly to the ground...

However, the aura did not have the slightest effect. The incomparably powerful coercion was only driven by the sword. Although the sword was broken, the aura torrent was not weakened at all, as the Milky Way leaked for nine days, directly submerging Dongfang Bai.

However, the true meaning of Mo Wangjian's blood red thunder also forcibly broke through the shackles of the torrent of spiritual energy and directly hit the ghost king's chest.

His chest immediately sank deeply.

The ghost king vomited blood and retreated.

Compared with the ghost king, Dongfang Bai was much miserable, and under the torrent of spiritual energy, it directly stirred him to a state of incompleteness.

As for Mo Wangjian, who was forcibly in charge of Su Jing, the sequelae also broke out completely...The white face of the East was already extremely old, like an old man who had withered for many years.