Sword God

"Rebel, struggle." The big man with a missing lips approached Chen Zong with a grinning face, and a terrible grievance swept like a storm and rolled up the sands.

Chen Zong's expression has not changed in half. All the threats and evil spirits of the other party are in Chen Zong's eyes, but the breeze is blowing.

If it is in peacetime, maybe Chen Zong is still willing to let the other party perform, but now there is no such leisurely feelings. Before the other party finishes speaking, Chen Zong refers to the sword.

A gleam of dazzling sword light tears through the sky and kills instantly.

The majestic big man and the strong man and the third bandit were too late to react, and their bodies were cut through by the sword light, and they sneered with a grin on their faces.

With a volume of spiritual knowledge, the three bandits' mustard bags were taken away, and Chen Zong left without looking back.

There are three bandits here, often indicating that there are more bandits nearby. Although not afraid, Chen Zong does not want to delay this.

At this time, an invisible wave quickly spread from a distance, as fast as lightning, invisible, colorless, silent, but in an instant, Chen Zong was involuntarily tightened, his heart contracted violently, and his strong palpitations felt like The volcano erupted and swept the whole body.

With a shudder, a chill emerged from the tail spine and hit the head of the head, as if the long hair was about to burst.

Without any hesitation, Chen Zong immediately exhibited the technique of shrinking into an inch. He instantly appeared hundreds of thousands of meters away. Once, twice, and three times, Chen Zong continued to perform the technique of shrinking into an inch regardless of his own power consumption, just to get out as soon as possible. .

But that strong sense of palpitations has not been reduced by this, but there is an increasingly strong trend.

"Chen Zong, this time, the deity sees where you are fleeing." A murderous voice directly penetrated into his ears, making Chen Zong's face change greatly.

This voice is clearly the voice of a mad ghost. Chen Zong's heart sank for a time, as if he was about to fall into the endless abyss.

Although he has a strong killing intent on the mad ghost, he hopes to blame the mad ghost, and pay homage to the dead elder Tang Yaohe, but Chen Zong is very clear that with his current strength, he is far from the opponent of the mad ghost.

The gap between Earth Spiritual Realm and Heavenly Profound Realm is too big, just like the difference between heaven and earth, besides, the mad ghost is still standing at the peak in Heaven Profound Realm.

Even so, Chen Zong did not plan to sit still and wait for his death, but whenever there is a little chance, he must seize it. If there is no chance, he must do his best to create opportunities.

Take out the immortality medicine and continue to perform the technique of shrinking into inches. Then, once again, the power of the light cloud wings is stimulated, and Yukong flies away.

Suddenly, Chen Zong only felt a magnificent breath coming from all directions. This breath was so powerful and incomparable that it made Chen Zong feel that he seemed to be enemies against the heavens and the earth in an instant, as if the whole world was repelling. Same as myself.

Can't move.

No matter how powerful you are, it will not help. Only the remaining eyeballs can turn.

At the next breath, a tall and muscular figure appeared in front of him, and the overbearing and violent breath spread in all directions.

Chen Zong's eyes flickered, and he just felt like he was sinking into the abyss.

Mad ghost!

The person in front of him is a mad ghost.

The first time the mad ghost wanted to kill himself, it was Elder Tang Yaohe who sacrificed himself to allow himself to escape. Even the crucial moment was the appearance of Qinglong Jianzun, who intercepted the mad ghost to save himself.

The second time the mad ghost wanted to kill himself, it was also that Qinglong Jianzun arrived in time to save himself.

This is the third time now.

Chen Zong did not dare to expect Senior Qinglong Jianzun to appear again, because before leaving, he knew that Senior Qinglong Jianzun was closed.

"Adult, is he?" Then another hoarse and harsh voice sounded, and another figure flashed.

This man's half-face grimace mask, thin body, as if the skeleton propped up the black robe, looks like a creepy feeling.

"It's him." There was a sneer in the corner of the mouth of the mad ghost: "Small thing, this time see who can save you."

The first two final moments were intercepted by Qinglong Jianzun. This time, ghost hands accompanied him. Even if Qinglong Jianzun appeared again, he could not stop himself from killing Chen Zong.

After all, the ghost hand is the first master of his own, even if he has to spend a few hands and feet to defeat it, it is enough to delay Qinglong Jianzun for a few breaths.

And a few breaths, enough to kill Chen Zong hundreds of times.

"Sir, let me kill it." Ghost hands said.

"Good." The mad ghost nodded. Chen Zong was a threat to him, but it did not belong to the present, but the future. Therefore, it would not be a shadow. There was no need to do it yourself, as long as Chen Zong died.

Ghost hands, you can be alert on one side, in case Qinglong Jianzun really appeared suddenly, you can intercept it as soon as possible.

"It's your luck to be able to die under my hands." The ghost's hand grinned and his voice was sharp, making Chen Zong's scalp numb.

Immediately, I saw a ghost hand raise his left arm, and the wide robe sleeve was dark, like a black hole, which made people feel palpitations. Then, a palm shook out from it.

In an instant, Chen Zong's double-tight eyes tightened like needles, only to see a dry palm like a ghost claw, and silently passed through the sky.

With one hand, the sky is covered, and darkness falls.

In Chen Zong's shrinking eyes, the dark claws seemed to have a vortex condensed, only to feel that his own mind and soul were to be sucked into it, and the eternal sinking.

"burst!"

Unable to speak out, the thought moved, and roared in the soul.

In an instant, Chen Zong's strength poured into the Ascension Tower to inspire the power of the Ascension Tower, and then, a golden brilliance swept out of the Ascension Tower, covering every place of Chen Zonghun's body at an alarming speed It seems that the light golden translucent small tower generally protects Chen Zong firmly.

With a loud bang, the palm of the ghost directly bombarded the pale golden shadow of the small tower, and the mighty force bombarded the protective cover, bursting out a terrifying sound, such as the raging waves, the sands rolling like a wave of waves, soaring Sweep the ground.

But the ghost hands' eyes were horrified and unbelievable, and the mad ghost's eyes were wide and horrified.

Although the attack of the ghost hand is not full strength, it also has 70% of the strength. It can completely hit the ordinary Tianxuan Realm seven times and even bombard it. Now, there is nothing but a ground spirit realm, like a ants like a land spirit realm.

The tyrannical blow was completely resisted by the pale golden pagoda phantom, and there were only heavy ripples on it.

As everyone knows, Chen Zong was relieved when he saw the pale gold protective cover resisting the opponent's blow.

The Ascension Pagoda is a half-sacred weapon. After Chen Zong refined it, he knew the three functions of the Ascension Pagoda, or at present he can use three kinds.

The first one is to stimulate the power of ascending the sky to fill the whole body, which greatly improves its own strength, but it is useless at this time, so even Chen Zong has stimulated his strength to the limit and excited to what he can bear. The extreme, at best, is the limit of the earth's spirit realm, and there is still a gap between the heaven and the realm of heaven.

The second method is to inspire the power of the Ascension Tower and turn it into a phantom that covers the whole body. This method, without half the power of attack, is pure defense.

Chen Zong once tried this method, vaguely knowing that he could resist the attack of the Heavenly Profound Realm, but he didn't know the limit. Now he showed it in desperation, but he didn't expect to be able to block the opponent's blow.

One blow was ineffective, and the ghost hand inhaled suddenly, bursting out 10% of the power, and bombarded it with a palm, and then bombarded on the shadow of the small tower again. The shadow is still not broken.

Although blocked again, Chen Zong was not happy, because in this situation, he could not move a bit, as if it were merged into one by the tower shadow, and could only passively withstand the attack.

Moreover, the attack on Xiaota Virtual Shadow is not infinite, and will be broken sooner or later. This method is at most delaying time and waiting for rescue.

But here, who can save himself?

The mad ghost also shot, a fierce punch, ten percent of the force, bombarded in an instant, as if a mountain hit, as if a meteorite fell from the sky, the power is stronger than the ghost hand.

boom!

Ta Ying suddenly shook, seemed to be crushed, but stubbornly supported, but Chen Zong's face changed greatly.

"It won't last long." Chen Zong said secretly, urgently.

"Can't you only take that step?" Thinking of that step, even though Chen Zong's heart was tenacious, he couldn't help but hesitate, because taking that step might represent death.

In a moment of hesitation, the attacks of the mad ghost and the ghost hand continued to bombard, and each blow did its best.

The tower shadow is shocked, let them know that it is not far from broken, once the tower shadow is broken, Chen Zong will definitely die.

Speaking of this, the mad ghost is still somewhat daunted. Chen Zong's luck is not only good, but also has many means.

A click sounded, and the first crack appeared on the phantom of the small tower, which means that the phantom of the small tower was really broken. It is estimated that it can only be completely broken after two or three attacks.

Another click sounded, and more cracks spread like lightning.

Has not considered the time of hesitation, and acted decisively.

"It's okay, let me use one's strength in exchange for instant glory." After making up his mind, Chen Zong felt relaxed, his eyes even burst out with extremely fierce glory, as if the sword was out of the sheath, and it came out, and suddenly let the crazy ghost The uncontrollable trembling of the ghosts and the ghost hands seemed as if there would be a horror coming.

The two lived to the present, do not know how many times they have passed through life and death, they are very keen on danger perception, without hesitation, they immediately withdrew and backed away.

At the same time, the phantom of the small pagoda outside Chen Zong’s body was completely broken, and a little light golden light burst into the air, suddenly covering a hundred meters. Everything within the 100 meters was penetrated, making it like a honeycomb.

Countless fine shattered golden lights, like flying swallows returning to the nest, shot into Chen Zong's body, Chen Zong couldn't stop the tremor, and showed pain, as if worn by Wan Jian, at the same time, the power of terror was Stirred in the body.

Boom!

There were amazing sounds like thunder blowing in the body, Chen Zong only felt his organs and bones were destroyed, and even the muscle membrane was destroyed, turned into a meaty meat, all supported by a strong force.

At this time, Chen Zong was supported by the power of the Climbing Tower.

The power, the endless power, the power to the extreme, this power makes Chen Zong feel that he can sink the earth and crush the sky.

However, such a force can only be a blow.

Chen Zong, who burned golden flames all over the body, was born like a god of war. His eyes, completely filled with golden flames, seemed to cross the long void and stare at the mad ghost.

He has only one blow, and he must be completely focused on one person. There is no doubt that the two will kill.

Staring at Chen Zong's eyes, an uncontrollable chill grew from the body and turned into a cold stream that filled the whole body, so that the mad ghost couldn't help but tremble, and was shocked for no reason.

"Death!" The low roar sounded like a mighty heavenly sound, resounding through the world, and seemed to be echoed by thousands of thunders.

The Starfire Spirit Sword is in his hand, and the sheath is instantaneously turned into a blazing star fire of the size of a human head, just like the bombardment of the broken meteor.

The spark is golden, the flames are burning, and everything is smashed under it.

Starfire Strike!

The face of the first mad ghost changed greatly, and it was terrified. This sword made him feel death. This feeling has not been experienced for a long time.

"Unstoppable...will die!" A thought flowed from the bottom of my heart, making the mad ghost panicked for no reason.

But this sword is too strong and too strong. Everything that is powerful to the surroundings is blocked. It is solidified. The invisible and powerful force suppresses itself, and the power and speed that make you proud of you are suppressed.

Unable to evade or resist, the only thing waiting for him is to be hit by this sword and then die.

A regret can't help but grow from the deepest heart. If you don't come by yourself and let the ghost hand out, you can avoid this disaster.

Starfire hits the sky endlessly, condensing the power of Chen Zong's ascent to the tower and bearing the belief that Chen Zong will be killed. At this moment, faces after face seem to flash in front of him.

Dad also has other relatives, as well as esteemed masters, and people who have a good relationship with himself.

farewell.

"Adult..." With a roar, immediately, a figure swept from the side, appeared before the star fire, and under the horrible sword, it shattered instantly.

That's a ghost hand.

On the verge of danger, the ghost hand appeared to block the blow, and itself was broken under this terrifying blow, and the power of this blow was also weakened by 70%, and the remaining 30% still killed the mad ghost.

"Roar..." The mad ghost burst into full body strength, and suddenly slammed through the air, killing him violently.

The sword light shattered, the sword light turned into nothingness, and under the force of tyranny, the mad ghost flew backwards for several kilometers, vomiting blood more than once, only to feel the pain in his body, as if his bones were broken.

"It's a pity..." Among the golden flames, Chen Zong stared at the body of the mad ghost thousands of kilometers without regret. Although he was hit hard, he didn't die.

At this time, only need to add another sword, the mad ghost will die, but he has no power to shoot.

When blown by the wind, the golden flames gradually extinguished, and Chen Zong's body also seemed to be weathered for thousands of years. A little bit of golden smoke dissipated between the heavens and the earth, and nothing was left.