Master of Unlimited Luck

He opened his mouth and even dropped a lot of teeth. He said, "Master, go quickly, this ghost king occupies a favorable geographical position, and it is not good to fight him here... to lead him out of Qingyun Mountain. Even if he has the Immortal Punishment Sword, he can't compete with the master's magic weapon!"

Su Jingshen glanced at the ghost king who had fallen to the ground.

But seeing him straighten up suddenly, his shriveled chest, but after a few breaths, he has recovered completely...

It's just that his face is flushed, and his injuries are obviously serious.

After receiving the Mo Wang Jian that Dongfang Bai handed back, Su Jing glanced at the Ghost King solemnly.

Geographical potential.

Indeed...

The power of the Zhuxian Sword may be slightly better than the Ziying Sword and the Qingsuo Sword alone, and even better than the Qixi Sword...

But it can't be compared with the Mo Wangjian in his own hands.

However, Zhu Xianjian dominates the geographical position.

Different from the combination of the two swords of Tianlei and entering the streamer speed, the role of Zhuxianjian is to mobilize the aura of the entire Qingyun Mountain. With one sword, the aura of a spiritual mountain will be suppressed... No matter how sharp your weapon is, how strong is your strength High strength.

In the face of this mighty world, unless you have the absolute strength to resist, there is no way to resist.

Just now, Dongfang Bai's strength still surpassed himself, and he was holding the Mo Wang Jian, but he was still hit hard by the Zhuxian Sword.

I'm afraid I can't do better even if it's my own.

Looking at the ghost king under this sword was not lightly affected.

Some thoughts appeared in his eyes, and he shouted: "Don't be entangled, go quickly, leave Qingyun Mountain first!!!"

After all, a sword was slashed out, and the blood thunder was filled... it directly dissipated all the fragmented sword energy around.

Pull past the nearest Houhou.

The other hand was holding Dongfang Bai who was almost disabled.

In an electrocardiographic dialogue, he shouted: "I already have a way to deal with the ghost king, but now, I have to leave here first!"

Finished.

Several people ran down the mountain tacitly at the same time.

"Escape... escaped?"

The ghost king twisted his neck, and there was a crunch of bones.

There was a cold expression on his face, and he sneered: "You just wiped out all three righteous sects with a single sword, but the four major sects of my holy religion are still intact. They are waiting for you under the mountain... Where are you going to escape? Today, you can't escape from the palm of my hand."

After all, he lowered his head and glanced at the broken Zhu Xianjian.

Carefully picked up the half of the blade and put it away.

Then, go forward.

But he just ran a few steps...

A sudden white light flashed.

A pretty young woman has already landed on the treetops high up, looking at the ghost king with solemn eyes, and said: "No chasing!"

The ghost king gritted his teeth and said angrily: "Are you here to delay me again?!"

The woman said indifferently: "I just don't want you to avenge your grievances. If you want to chase after, I will definitely make you pay for it."

Ghost King: "………………………………”

The feet of Su Jing and others were extremely fast.

Speeding along the way, he soon came to a dense bamboo forest with no one.

Su Jing suddenly felt something, stopped, and said: "The ghost king hasn't caught up...stop first."

With that, he looked at Dongfang Bai who was being held in his hand.

At this time, he was already angry.

It seems that compared to being seriously injured by the ghost king, the injuries suffered by the seizure of Mo Wangjian are more serious...

Unexpectedly, after Mo Wangjian absorbed Blood Spring and Youquan, it possessed such power, it could even compete with the Zhuxian Sword that absorbed a whole Lingshan Mountain. Even if it fell slightly, it was still defeated.,

But it was unexpected that Mo Wangjian's repulsive function was so terrible.

Looking at Dongfang Bai at this time, it seems that the lamp has been exhausted.

Su Jing put him down.

There was a slight solemn expression on his face...

Dongfang Bai is just his tool, and this time he is still thinking of using him as cannon fodder.

But now, he really doesn't work.

Su Jing's heart was rather embarrassing... After all, he resisted this almost deadly sword for himself.

Chapter 1917

Su Jing sighed slightly and said, "Dongfang Bai, you are dying."

"Is it."

Dongfang Bai sighed sighingly, with a satisfied smile on his face, sighed: "But I can die for my lord to resist powerful enemies, Dongfang Bai, die without regret."

"Sorry, don't forget the sword's ability to confuse the enemy, I don't know how to remove it, and even if I remove it, you are still bewitched by the King of Different Demon, and you still cannot find your true self."

Su Jing was silent for a while and sighed, "I'm sorry for making you die so unjustly."

"I don't understand what you mean, Master."

Dongfang Bai was already like a ninety-year-old elder at this time, speaking intermittently, with wrinkles on his face, and there was no half of the romantic and handsome appearance before.

Hearing Su Jing's words, he became even more confused, and said seriously: "How can you be wronged if you die for your master?!"

"That's why I said you were wronged, sorry."

Su Jing sighed. Although Dongfang Bai is the Supreme Master of Taoism, his destiny is much more miserable than those who died directly in Samsara...

Become a tool of the king of different demons, become your own tool.