"Boy! Control the sword? Let me, the priest, do it for you!"
The black skull color returns to pure gold, and it speaks human words.
The hand bones hold Yang Feng's Fierce Sun Sword body.
"Hmph! It turns out you are also a skeleton. No wonder you wear a cloak every day and hide yourself from others."
Although Yang Feng was surprised that this skeleton could speak human words, he didn't express it too much.
He jumped down from the sword and commanded the two flying swords on his shoulders like arms.
Slashed towards the priest.
"You, you still have some energy left!"
"High Priest, you made a miscalculation. Not only Xiao An has some spare power, but we also have it!"
The high priest, looking around, saw that the soldiers were already in close combat with his skeleton army.
Only then did he realize that he had fallen into a trap.
"You... are all going to die!"
This time the priest did not escape. The point was that he was tightly surrounded and could not escape.
"Oh? Really? It's not certain who will win!"
Jiang Kui was the first to strike, showing no mercy. He cut the galaxy with his sword.
An ordinary sword.
The high priest stretched out his golden bone claws to resist Jiang Kui's weapon.
boom!
The sword bones collided, and the high priest took a few steps back.
The blue cloak fell on him again.
Holding a staff, a ghostly light shrouded his staff.
"Okay! Your Majesty, your sword...why does it have a familiar smell in it?"
"Yang An taught him."
Zangjian followed Yang Feng, and Yang Feng's sword was unforgettable.
The power of this sword still makes him frightened to this day.
"Huh? I don't even dare to ask you to teach me such an awesome move, Xiao An. How could you..."
"Okay, stop talking nonsense, let's get rid of this golden skeleton first."
Zang Jian interrupted A Tuo.
"***, let's compete to see who is stronger."
A Tuo took action.
Since the war ended three months ago, he has not taken action again.
Now, I am already hungry and thirsty.
The terrifying sword is unsheathed!
His body was filled with murderous aura.
Be the first to take action and reach the high priest.
"If you want me to die, it depends on whether you have the ability."
The high priest tapped the staff in his hand several times in the air.
Ghostly light shone on several people.
"Death! Do you think we will be defenseless?"
Yang Feng disdainfully said that he used his own sword skills to kill the general.
The power of this sword is no weaker than that of the Sword Cutting the Galaxy. During the process of using it, you can still hear the roar of the mountains and the tsunami, as if the sea is right next to you.
"This... swordsmanship..."
The high priest did not dare to underestimate him, after all, Yang Feng's performance was too evil.
He has mastered the method of controlling the sword without breaking into the tenth realm. If he enters the tenth realm, he will not even have a chance to resist.
Bang bang! .
"Yang Feng, as long as you let me go and all the previous matters are wiped out, I am willing to follow you."
During the battle, the high priest expressed his feelings.
"Do you want me to be the next Xia Yuan? I don't care about the art of immortality, so go to hell!"
Yang Feng's swordsmanship is sharp and his moves are deadly.
The high priest pales in comparison and quickly falls into a disadvantage.
Seeing that he could not persuade Yang Feng, he planned to start with Yang Feng's relatives.
"Yang An, don't you want the death energy in your father's body to be completely eliminated?"
"I, ha! You are so kind. You have sacrificed so many people and you still want to survive. It's hopeless."
Yang Feng will not be moved. He can solve this kind of thing by himself. Leaving the high priest behind is always a hidden danger. He will leave sooner or later. Although he does not belong to this world, the family love can never be let go.
He wants to leave a relatively peaceful world for his relatives and close friends.
"I have a lot to say, but you are so ungrateful. Let's die together!"
"The art of corpse sacrifice!"
After the corpse was sacrificed, the priest held a staff and a strange six-pointed star array appeared under his feet.
The skeletons on the battlefield who were engaged in frantic fighting seemed to be summoned by some kind of ritual, and they all moved closer to the high priest.
To be precise, it is moving closer to the six-pointed star array on the ground.
This six-pointed star emits light blue luster.
With a little bit of starlight.
After an ordinary skeleton enters the six-pointed star array, its body floats strangely in the air.
and was dismantled into a pile of skeletons.
Numerous bones are spread in the sky above the six-pointed star array.
Ordinary skeletons kept walking into the six-pointed star array.
"This is……"
"It seems to be a formation, everyone, be careful, he is holding back his ultimate move."
Looking at the white bones floating on the hexagram, anyone can tell that the high priest is initiating some kind of ritual.
"Hahaha! You forced me to do this. Let's die together and evolve into zombies!"
After the bones were refined by the six-pointed star array, they were reassembled. The high priest, who was on the periphery of the six-pointed star array, walked into the center of the six-pointed star.
The sky was filled with white bones, spliced together on his body.
His body also underwent drastic changes.
"His size? Is this a giant?"
Thousands of corpses combined into one skeleton, the horror can be imagined.
The expressions of Yang Feng, Zang Jian, A Zuo and others changed drastically.
"Withdraw troops!"
"Everyone, return to the city!"
Then Jiang Kui suppressed the fear in his heart and shouted in a hoarse voice.
The soldiers who received the order retreated into the city.
Outside the city, Yang Feng was left waiting for the dead.
Yang Fengzu looked up, this guy was taller than the city.
"Fight!"
Yang Feng rode the wind with his sword, carrying two flying swords beside him.
Flying towards the giant skull.
The skeleton corpse is huge, and the corpse energy on its body is equally terrifying.
The black mist obscured Yang Fengdu's vision.
It seemed that what these people were facing was not a skeleton, but a black mist.
This mist is the air of death.
"Stand back and leave him to me!"
Yang Feng's own reliance was sword energy. These people did not have sword energy. Once they were parasitized by the death energy, it would be very troublesome.
Therefore, Yang Feng immediately asked Jiang Kui and others to retreat to the city.
"No! We can't leave you behind!"
Even though they knew they couldn't do anything, Jiang Kui and others still stayed stubbornly.
Yang Feng entered the black mist with his sword, and split the mist with the Fierce Sun Sword in his hand.
"These bones have been tempered and are no less hard than the sword in my hand. I can't kill him with the sword in my hand."
Yang Feng understands that this is a challenge for him, but it may not be an opportunity.
Sharpen his sword sense.
His swordsmanship has progressed rapidly, but he has not yet fully mastered it.
Otherwise, he can destroy these mist with just a few swords.
Why go to all this trouble?
Sword seed, sword intention, sword heart, sword spirit...
Yang Feng reached the sword heart level, but because he had time to consolidate in the future, and because there was no sword energy in this world.
The sword energy stored in the body will eventually be exhausted.
This limited his time to wield the sword.
Now, every time Yang Feng takes action, he does not use his sword skills. Every move is filled with sword energy.
The majestic sword energy and sword intent.
Like a sudden burst of fire, a bright light stood out in the dark fog.
"Yang An, stop struggling, give your soul to our Lord, and our Lord will bless you forever."
Yang Feng cuts it every time
The sword energy had little effect on his body.
"Eternal life? You are just a corpse that relies on a trace of wisdom to survive in this world, and you dare to teach me?"
Yang Feng estimated that the high priest in front of him had embarked on the heretical path of evil and sold his body and soul in order to pursue immortality.
The word longevity means freedom and detachment!
Instead of selling your flesh and blood and dedicating your soul, if only a touch of spiritual wisdom remains in the world, even if it can last forever, it will lose the meaning of eternal life.
For Yang Feng, this way of living is easier than death.
"Ignorant child, how dare you insult my ***?!"
"***? If you serve him, you can have eternal life? Then let me ask you, why did you serve him, but now he doesn't come to save you?"
