Just when Chen Ke was distracted to deal with the three formation swords, the black curtain around him suddenly increased in strength, squeezing Chen Ke in again.
The inkstone blocked the last trace of light. Chen Ke raised his head, and endless dark dust fell from the inkstone.
Each piece of dust was like a knife, constantly cutting into Chen Ke's body, trying to cut him into pieces.
"Haha, once the inkstone is activated, you will completely die under my dark death dust." Nanmen King laughed loudly, with a cold look in his eyes, and finally trapped Chen Ke in his inkstone, The next step is to wait for the dark dust to completely bury Chen Ke.
When the people of the Twelve Palaces saw this scene, they were overjoyed and said one after another: "The king of Nanmen is so clever in his methods and the evil thief is lying on his head. We really admire him."
King Nanmen said politely: "If you hadn't set up a formation to trap this beast, I wouldn't have taken him down so easily. This battle is all due to the concerted efforts of you and me, and everyone deserves credit."
King Nanmen was very happy. He defeated the great enemy of Ansheng Palace in one battle and would definitely become the leader of the four kings when he returned.
"King Xiaojiu, do we want to take action?"
Xie Hongfei saw Chen Ke trapped and asked Xiang Xiaojiu.
Xiao Jiu said: "No, he said this is his revenge and he doesn't want others to interfere."
"yes!"
Xie Hongfei was shocked when he heard this and looked at the place where they were fighting with a solemn expression.
Chen Ke was in the endless darkness. He was holding a sword transformed from the fragments of the fairy sword in his hand. Chen Ke said: "It's too dark. It seems that your treasure is related to the surrounding darkness!"
As Chen Ke said, his spiritual power rushed into the fragments of the fairy sword. The fragments of the fairy sword exuded a faint fluorescence, illuminating the darkness.
The falling darkness was cutting Chen Ke's body, but suddenly the light illuminated the dark dust, and the dark dust turned into white dust, but there was no chance of falling.
"The power of rules!"
Chen Ke felt this strange power for the first time. This is one of the Taoist methods. Although it relies on spiritual power, it does not rely much on spiritual power, but more on the rules of heaven and earth.
As long as they can stay within the rules of heaven and earth, practitioners can use the rules of heaven and earth to deal with enemies.
The rule of the dark dust is that everything returns to darkness, and the dust buries everything.
Just the appearance of light will shatter the power of the rules of the dark dust, making it unable to cause harm to the enemy. Chen Ke relied on the sword light in the fairy sword to illuminate the dark curtain and prevent the whereabouts of the dark dust.
"It's my turn!"
Chen Ke slashed away with his sword, and the black curtain was pierced by the incandescent brilliance. Just when the Nanmen King was so proud and prepared to see Chen Ke reduced to ashes, his black curtain was broken.
Chen Ke slashed through the air with his sword, and the formation surrounding him was also chopped into pieces.
"puff!"
The twelve palace evil people vomited blood, flew out and fell to the ground.
"not good!"
King Nanmen seemed to be a little slow to react, and immediately took back the inkstone hanging in the sky. He pointed his finger on the inkstone, and a drop of black ink turned into a sword light and stabbed towards Chen Ke.
Chen Ke swung his sword and slashed at him. The fairy sword struck out with sword light and struck with the black ink sword light, making a muffled sound. Like thunder, but clearer than thunder.
"Impossible, my Mo Sword is unstoppable!" Nanmen King, the invincible master of the Zhao Kingdom, encountered the biggest enemy in his life this time. His Mo Sword was no longer invincible. Every attack would be blocked by Chen Ke. Draw out your sword and cut it off.
His black ink sword shines very fast, but Chen Ke's sword swing is not slow either.
when!
when!
Chen Ke walked towards the Nanmen King step by step with his sword, but the Nanmen King kept getting wet with ink and attacking Chen Ke.
Three feet, two feet, one foot!
Chen Ke took a step forward again, slashed out with his sword, and the sword light suddenly shot like a sharp arrow into the chest of King Nanmen.
"Pfft!"
The sword light penetrated the heart of Nanmen King. Just as Nanmen King was about to use his spiritual power to resist the sword light, he suddenly felt a special change in his body.
He lowered his head and looked at the wound on his chest. Blood was flowing out continuously, and something invisible seemed to have left his body.
Very important, very important!
"No!"
King Nanmen roared and fell to the ground. His soul was taken away by the transparent sword, half of it was given to Chen Ke, and half of it was absorbed by the transparent sword.
"kill!"
The people from the Twelve Palaces stood up and charged towards Chen Ke.
The mysterious light flashed in Chen Ke's hand, and a mysterious sword appeared in his hand. Chen Ke held the mysterious sword and killed the people of the Twelve Palaces.
"when!"
With one strike of the sword, the sword in the hand of a twelve-gong evil man was cut off. Chen Ke's black sword slashed across the man's chest, and the spiritual power in the sword chopped off the man's life.
The sword light fell and the man fell to the ground.
"I would have let you go, but if you don't want to live, there's nothing I can do about it."
Chen Ke looked at the remaining six people, and a thought flashed in his mind, which was the mercy of the past, and he charged into the crowd with his sword.
One sword passed without the need for a second sword, and the second person fell to the ground.
"puff!"
"laugh!"
With one sword and one person, the Twelve Palaces were rampant for a while, and they were unable to resist Chen Ke's power. When the last member of the Twelve Company was killed and fell to the ground, the Xuanjian in Chen Ke's hand was dripping with blood.
Bright red blood fell from the blade and hit the soil on the ground.
"thump!"
Blood coated the soil, announcing the dissipation of a life.
The other people from Ansheng Palace saw how terrifying Chen Ke was and ran away. They didn't dare to stay here any longer. They used their hands together and rolled and crawled away.
Chen Ke did not go after them anymore. Killing these An Sheng Palace men would have achieved nothing for Chen Ke. He came for revenge, not to destroy his family.
What Chen Ke wants to do is very simple, take revenge, defeat Situ Guangxian with action, and let him know that his choice is wrong.
Evil people must be eliminated, but non-evil people may or may not be killed. There is no need to kill good people.
"Congratulations, sir, on your victory!"
The man with the cross tattoo came over with Xiaojiu and the others, and congratulated Chen Ke.
Chen Ke put away the two swords in his hands and said slowly: "There is no need for this. You go and tell Sun Chuanlong that I am on the way."
"yes!"
The man with the cross tattoo felt that he was not the Qingdao Guard of Ansheng Palace, but Chen Ke's subordinate. He stood up and said goodbye to Chen Ke, and went to the capital to reply to Sun Chuanlong.
Chen Ke was about to lead people away when he suddenly saw the inkstone in King Nanmen's hand. He reached out and grabbed it, and the inkstone was in his hand. Chen Ke sensed that the inkstone was just a natural stone inkstone with a little ink in it. .
"It looks like a good thing. It can withstand the sword light of the fairy sword, which proves that this thing is of extraordinary value." Chen Ke put away the inkstone and prepared to study the use of this thing on the road.
Chen Ke also continued to search for the whereabouts of the last person, but could not find that person's breath.
Xie Hongfei said next to Chen Ke: "Master, is this person not in the south, but in the north?"
Chen Ke was about to search the south, but he couldn't find the sixth person on the drawing paper. He was very surprised, but according to Xie Hongfei, that person might not really be in the south, but in the north.
So Chen Ke took Xiaojiu, Xie Hongfei and the others towards the north.
At the same time, the man with the cross tattoo also met Sun Chuanlong again.
"Grand Palace Master, something bad has happened. Mr. Nanmen King died in the hands of that man!" The man with the cross tattoo came in to report.
boom!
The ground shook, and Sun Chuanlong almost didn't stand up!
He stabilized his mind, jumped out, came to the man with the cross tattoo, grabbed the man's collar and asked: "What did you say, say it again!"
"Grand Palace Master, Lord Nanmen King and Lord Twelve Palaces were all killed by that man. That man asked me to come back and report to you that he is coming to kill you!"
The man with the cross tattoo had a look of surprise on his face, but he still spoke clearly.
"Damn it, damn it!" Sun Chuanlong threw away the man with the cross tattoo and walked towards the seat with a gloomy expression. After he sat down, the anger on his face did not diminish: "Chen Ke! What a Chen Ke, I let you go that day. My mistake! If I had known, I would have killed you and let you die outside the capital."
At that time, Sun Chuanlong and the Holy Master were chasing Chen Ke according to the rules. The killers in the Ansheng Palace capital were not allowed to leave the capital. Sun Chuanlong did not send out strong men of the level of the Twelve Palace Demons and the Four Kings, allowing Chen Ke to escape. .
In Sun Chuanlong's view, he was the one who let Chen Ke go!
"Immediately invite the remaining three Four Kings to come and tell us that I have important matters to discuss." Sun Chuanlong looked at the subordinates of Ansheng Palace standing aside.
"yes!"
The subordinate immediately went to ask for help.
Sun Chuanlong sat on the chair and was silent for a long time before he said in a hateful voice: "Chen Ke, this vicious demon, actually killed so many powerful people in An Sheng Palace, An Sheng Palace and he will fight to the death!"
Someone next to me reminded: "Grand Palace Master, should we talk to the Holy Master about this matter?"
Sun Chuanlong glanced at the man coldly, and the man immediately lowered his head in fear. Sun Chuanlong snorted coldly and said: "The Holy Master only asks about the chores of An Sheng Palace. Don't bother the Holy Master with this trivial matter."
"Yes, it was my subordinate who overstepped his bounds." The man lowered his head and admitted his mistake.
After a while, three practitioners with powerful auras walked in. No one informed them, and they walked directly into the main hall of Ansheng Palace.
"Xiao Sun, what happened?"
The white-haired old man at the front looked suspicious. They were meditating in Ansheng Palace when they were suddenly called out by someone sent by Sun Chuanlong, saying they had something important to discuss.
The other two Four Kings also looked at Sun Chuanlong with doubts on their faces, wanting to know an answer.
Sun Chuanlong stood up from his seat, walked down the steps, and held his hands towards the three of them, with an ugly look of guilt on his face: "Three seniors, there is a fierce demon named Chen Ke who came from the south. He killed the twelve palace evil spirits. Even the senior Nanmen King fell into his hands!"
"What!"
The three Four Kings suddenly looked shocked, and then each showed angry expressions.
"Someone dares to kill Nanmen King!"
"Where is this man? I will kill him with my own hands!"
"You two, please don't be impatient. Let Xiao Sun continue talking." The white-haired old man who spoke at the beginning looked at Sun Chuanlong. Although there was anger on his face, there was also a look of thinking.
