Two sword lights shot into the sky.
One is shining with cyan electric light, and the other is wrapped in red flowing fire.
The crowd's attacks followed closely.
There are thirteen swords coming out of the sword box, there are two black and white swords vertical and horizontal, and there is a small wave hammer that triggers the power of the ice water...
The ghost face transformed by the bloodthirsty curse approached everyone, but half of them were destroyed in the blink of an eye.
At this time, invisible sound waves transformed into heartbeats penetrated everyone's minds.
Everyone was stunned for a moment, and the speed of the attack slowed down for a moment.
The remaining ghost faces continued to attack everyone.
However, Lin Ming had the divine inscription "quiet" to protect his soul. He could clear his mind and clarify his nature, and was not affected by the strange heartbeat at all.
He stopped and sheathed his sword.
"Senior, you wake up everyone, and I'll deal with Ghostface."
The words fell to the ground, the sound of sword drawing sounded, and the black Jingxian sword flew out of the air.
The sword quickly lit up with tiny lightning lines.
Soon, with the blessing of the breath of fire, the sword body ignited with blazing red fire.
The grimaces around him instantly evaporated and were annihilated into wisps of black air.
The shape of two flowers in the mirror and the moon in the water - the full moon!
At the same time, Ge Qinghuang nodded, his pupils turned blue, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Okay!"
She curled the fingers of her left hand, flicked the ancient sword gently, and whispered the name of the ancient sword in a low voice: "Qing Lei."
Ding~~~~~
The sound of the sword was crisp and clear, quickly passing through everyone's ears.
Under the blessing of the purple divine inscription "Kong", everyone's eyes lit up with the light of the blue sky.
The next second, everyone's eyes were clear, and they seemed to see the blue sky.
The impact of the heartbeat was no longer useful.
They continued to release martial arts or use magic weapons.
Soon, all the ghost faces were wiped out.
Lin Ming and Ge Qinghuang looked at each other and understood each other's expressions.
They passed by each other, and the same arrows fell in opposite directions. The two of them watched each other's backs and struck out with the same wanton sword.
One left! One right!
The bloodthirsty Bodhi ghosts on both sides had no time to make a sound, their eyes were filled with sword flowers, and then they brushed and their heads fell to the ground.
Sword intent!
Lin Ming has it, and so does Ge Qinghuang.
As long as the sword is used and the blade is coated with black crystal dust, it can cause fatal injuries to ordinary bloodthirsty Bodhi ghosts even without hitting the heart.
The two swords swung at the same time directly killed more than 30 bloodthirsty Bodhi ghosts.
They didn't have to look at each other, but the same smile hung on their lips.
Lin Ming and Ge Qinghuang sheathed their swords at the same time, standing back to back, their respective right hands touching the hilts of the swords at their waists.
Completely consistent preparations for drawing swords!
Zhao Wusheng's eyes twitched, and he took a breath of cold air.
"Play with eggs, Mingdi is a super high-quality resource!"
"Regardless of his appearance, talent, and his responsible character, he is the best choice."
"He is definitely the most suitable candidate to become a husband. If you bring him home, the dead old man and the mummy at home will never drag me on a blind date again!"
"But, seeing how comfortable he and Qing Huang are working together, I can't do this anymore..."
"You still have to fight for it and perform well."
With thoughts racing in his mind, Zhao Wusheng gently opened his flaming red lips.
Her movements were not slow at all. She held a black knife in front of her and a white knife in her back, and rushed out brazenly.
Passing between Lin Ming and Ge Qinghuang, Zhao Wusheng faced the Ghost King, launched a charge, and then...
Draw the knife!
The sound of the sword was like the cry of fire phoenix and flaming phoenix at the same time, complementing each other.
Immediately afterwards, the white sword turned into a crescent moon, spinning and flying out.
Zhao Wusheng held a black knife and crushed the ground with three steps.
boom! boom! boom!
A black blade of light burst out of her hand.
At this time, the rotating crescent moon transformed by the white knife ignited with blazing white flames and fell on the ghost king's heart.
Sonorous!
The white knife seemed to have struck the hardest steel.
With a bang, the force bounced out.
At this time, the Ghost King opened his mouth and grinned from the corner of his mouth to the base of his ears.
"Cluck, cluck, cluck..."
Weird laughter sounded, and the Ghost King exuded a chilling aura.
At this time, Xue Wuchang stuck out his tongue and smiled coldly.
"The Ghost King's heart is harder than you think."
Zhao Wusheng stepped to the ground and stepped on a deep pothole.
boom!
She replied: "My knife is not that simple."
After saying that, she held the black knife in both hands, used her waist and hips as the axis of rotation, used all her strength to swing her arms, and slashed hard.
brush!
A sword energy burning with black flames quickly struck the white sword blade.
The black and white sword energy ignited instantly, as if an invisible fuse was lit.
The ghost king's heart was filled with white and black heat.
"Hey~~~~~~~~"
The Ghost King let out a shrill howl and slapped his heart with two small hands.
The little guy translated: "It works, it works. He is very afraid of black and white flames."
"Sister Sheng, let me strike again!" Lin Ming laughed loudly.
Zhao Wusheng rolled his eyes and said, "What the hell, you can use this 'Yin-Yang Double Flame Sword' whenever you want. I've already defeated all the invincible opponents in Qingming Province."
Everyone: "..."
In the distance, Xue Wuchang frowned slightly and patted the Ghost King floating beside him.
When the palm fell, a blood-red tassel quickly wrapped around the Ghost King.
The black and white flames crackled.
Immediately afterwards, the blood-red tassel exploded.
Xue Wuchang raised his hand again and then lowered it.
Bang!
He slapped the Ghost King's scarlet heart hard with his palm.
The baby-like Ghost King grinned, and the black mist wrapped around his body formed thick arms one after another, as if there were some kind of gods and demons guarding it.
A fierce and ferocious aura suddenly rippled out.
Immediately afterwards, Xue Wuchang waved his hand, and four blood-red tassels wrapped around the ghost king, stabilizing its huge body.
At this time, Lin Ming said: "Senior, we two are the fastest in drawing swords. Come and fight with me once."
Ge Qinghuang stared at Lin Ming for a moment, then nodded and said, "Okay."
Lin Ming stretched out his hand and put it on Ge Qinghuang's shoulder. The divine inscription "hidden" rose up and enveloped the two of them.
Soon, the two of them disappeared together with the little guy on Lin Ming's shoulders.
Without a trace!
There was only one sentence left in the air: "Help us cover."
Hearing this, Zhao Wusheng said: "The fastest way to draw a sword is the two of you. Remember to attack the position where I just struck."
Jian Wuxu's ears moved slightly. Hearing the movement here, he interrupted: "I'll use the sword box to cover."
At this time, Xiao Chuyang was ready to take action and wanted to get involved.
Jiang Tao stood beside him and grabbed his arm, "Young City Master, your cultivation is not enough, so you should not join in the fun."
Xiao Chuyang was stunned for a moment, not expecting that Jiang Tao, who had been patting his horse, would suddenly say such words to him.
Moreover, this forceful action of pulling on the arm was not at all in line with the impression Jiang Tao had given him in the past.
He raised his other hand and touched his bald head, "Why?"
Jiang Tao said: "Just... you are not strong enough to fight."
Xiao Chuyang pushed him away, "I can't do it, how can you do it? You've been acting like a coward all day long. I was told this once before I came here, and now you want to drag me with you to be a coward?!"
Just when they had a dispute, Lin Ming led Ge Qinghuang to approach Xue Wuchang and the Ghost King.
Draw the sword quietly!
The simple long sword in Ge Qinghuang's hand points directly at the impermanence of blood. It seems simple and unpretentious, but in fact it is extremely dangerous.
Xue Wuchang's pupils shrank slightly, and there was a throbbing in his heart.
He hurriedly raised his hand and pinched the tip of the ancient sword, "You guys also want to sneak attack me?"
Before the last rising note fell, Lin Ming held out the Jing Xian Sword, and the divine inscriptions with the word "sword" flashed away, and then superimposed with divine power, divine speed, breath of fire, and the divine inscriptions with the word "thunder".
Fivefold effect!
Moreover, Lin Ming's sharp eyes were able to find the tiny scars made by Zhao Wusheng's chops.
At this moment, the Jingxian Sword was as fast as lightning, and the sword penetrated into the scarlet heart of the bloodthirsty Bodhi Ghost King.
"The target was never you!"
