"Thieves, please die!"
The long sword in Wei Jinghuan's hand flashed, and the thousand-foot-long cold sword light suddenly cut down from the air. Yin Qi was swirling all over his body, and it was obvious that he had used all his strength.
"Haha, Wei Jinghuan, after all these years, you are still so overestimating your abilities!"
The wooden stick in Wu Xian Zhuqing's hand shook lightly on the ground, and a powerful and strange wave suddenly rushed into the air, and silently, it dissolved the thousand-foot sword light.
Gray light flashed in Wei Jinghuan's eyes. In his eyes, the invisible strong and strange wave quietly invaded the indestructible sword light, and then turned into dots of black light, blending into every part of the thousand-foot sword light. In an instant In the meantime, he turned back to the guest and dissolved the sword light.
And this was not over yet, the Youhan sword light had turned into a black sword light at this time, and instead struck Wei Jinghuan head-on.
"cut!"
Wei Jinghuan's expression changed, he took a long breath of yin energy, the sword light in his hand condensed again, and he slashed towards the black sword light.
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Silently, the black sword light collided with Wei Jinghuan's cold sword light in mid-air, and then merged into it. In the blink of an eye, the black sword light swallowed up the cold sword light and doubled in size. Big and small, continue to attack Wei Jinghuan.
"How can it be?"
Wei Jinghuan's heart was trembling. The light of his sword actually became the opponent's nourishment. Every time he cut with a knife, the opponent became stronger.
"I don't believe it, Nine Yin Ice Slash!"
Wei Jinghuan roared angrily and struck out with the strongest sword in his life.
This Nine Yin Ice Slash, which he has been studying, is a imaginary sword that combines his previous martial arts Ice Slash and ghost cultivation.
However, due to the limited Yin Qi in the Heroic Soul Valley, and his cultivation level was only at the late stage of the first level, he just tried to figure it out in his mind, but he always felt that he was a little short of a final kick.
It wasn't until he met He Pingan, who first broke through to the peak of the first level, and then entered the world of human books and understood the changes in Yin Qi in the world of human books, that he was finally able to fully understand this sword.
In other words, this sword had never appeared in the world before.
When the sword was slashed out, the surrounding cold wind stagnated, and the cold air from ten miles around completely converged on the sword light. He could have slashed out a thousand-foot-long sword light, but at this time it was condensed into a sword dozens of feet long. Long knife.
Above the long knife, the cold light is dripping. Ordinary people will feel extremely stinging just by looking at it from a distance, especially when the already extremely low temperature within a thousand feet of the surrounding area drops again. The air seems to be suffocated by this The bone-chilling chill freezes.
Especially in the cold, there are countless resentments that are soaring into the sky, accompanied by ghosts crying and wolves howling, which is annoying.
He Ping'an couldn't help but secretly nodded. Wei Jinghuan's sword could absorb the cold and yin energy from ten miles around, and he already had some artistic conception of transcendence. If given time, he should be able to step into the half-step of transcendence.
Sure enough, the dozens of feet long Senhan long sword collided with the two thousand feet of black sword light. Although there was a huge difference in body size between the two, the Senhan long sword was filled with coldness and surrounded by Yin Qi, and it actually withstood the black light. The all-pervasive erosion of the sword light.
At the same time, waves of cold air continued to invade the black sword light. In just three breaths, the two thousand feet of black sword light was frozen in mid-air.
In the eyes of everyone, the black sword light that was two thousand feet in size was covered with frost cloth and wisps of black ice hung on it.
"Master Hou, it's successful!"
The ghost soldiers who were far away from the battle group immediately cheered when they saw this scene.
After all, he was challenging the realm of transcendence with his first-level cultivation. Although Wei Jinghuan used all his strength to perform the attack, while Zhu Qing just struck casually, such a situation was still extremely exciting.
"snort!"
This situation only lasted for a breath. Zhu Qing snorted coldly, and the black sword light suddenly shined brightly. Then the ice shattered, the frost dissolved, and the huge black sword light directly crushed the Youhan long sword, and then moved toward Wei Jinghuan. Cut off.
Looking at the falling black sword light, a smile appeared on Wei Jinghuan's face. Finally, his sword light was not swallowed by the opponent, but was crushed by the opponent's powerful magic power.
There is no difference between the two to outsiders, but to him they are worlds apart.
This shows that his sword intention is now able to resist the erosion of the magic power of the Witch Fairy.
But when he slashed out that sword, his Yin Qi was exhausted, and he was unable to stop the black sword's light.
Just when the black sword light was about to fall on Wei Jinghuan...
"receive!"
A faint voice sounded, and then a gray light flashed, and Wei Jinghuan disappeared from everyone's eyes.
Zhu Qing glanced at the three crazy Taoists in front of him and knew that it was him who had rescued Wei Jinghuan. A harsh voice sounded: "Three crazy Taoists, please make all the dead souls in the Heroic Soul Valley give up resistance, otherwise, they will be killed without mercy!"
"Haha, Zhu Qing, we are both detached. What confidence do you have to say such big words?"
He Pingan asked with a smile.
Before Zhu Qing could answer, Zhu Hong laughed wildly and said, "Three crazy Taoists, we have laid a dragnet here and are just waiting for you to show up."
"oh......"
He Pingan's eyes turned cold as he looked at Zhu Hong.
"Noisy!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhu Qing slapped Zhu Hong in front of him and flew him away.
"puff......."
Zhu Hong vomited several mouthfuls of blood before he stabilized his figure in mid-air, his eyes filled with horror.
"I'm talking to fellow Taoist Three Crazy Fellows, how can you speak here?"
Zhu Qing's black robe trembled slightly, and she continued to curse: "Get out of here!"
"Haha, Fellow Daoist Zhu is really considerate of his subordinates."
He Pingan had already seen through everything. Zhu Qing obviously realized that he was going to take action against Zhu Hong, so he quickly sent Zhu Hong away.
After all, it is not easy to cultivate a first-grade monk. Before the transcendence realm appears, he is already considered to be the top combat power of a force.
"Three Crazy Taoists, the last thing I want to say is, hand over Wei Jinghuan and you can leave safely."
Zhu Qing's harsh voice was filled with murderous intent, and she was obviously impatient.
After all, at this time on the field, Tao Zhenren had already devoured the second-grade generals. Now he was in a deserted state among the Beimang cavalry. With a single strike, he could take away the lives of hundreds of Beimang cavalry.
It wasn't until Zhu Hong arrived that he took him over, relieving the pressure on the Beimang cavalry.
However, the ghost soldiers continued to flow and were large in number. Of the five thousand Beimang cavalry, only more than three thousand were killed by the ghost soldiers at this time.
"I also have something to tell my fellow Taoist. If you return the two hundred souls kidnapped from the Valley of Heroes to me, and promise not to invade Daxuan within a thousand years, I can consider leaving you alive."
He Pingan said with a smile, not affected by Zhu Qing's words at all.
The many dead souls in the Heroic Soul Valley hate Zhuqing to the core.
Little did he know that Zhu Qing also hated them to the core.
The reason why he wanted to capture these dead souls was to avenge the serious injuries he suffered back then. Taizu was dead and his bones were under the protection of Daxuan. He had scruples and did not dare to go deep into Daxuan.
He couldn't find a target for revenge. The dead soul of the Heroic Soul Valley was the trigger for this matter, so he naturally regarded him as the target of revenge and focused on greeting him.
Several of the dead souls had already been extracted and refined by him, and they were directly toyed with to death.
There are still more than a hundred dead souls, and he is preparing to try the method of refining ghosts. He will refine all these dead souls into ghost cultivators under his control. When the time comes, let these dead souls who have guarded the Daxuan human race for many years invade Daxuan. very funny.
"Since you are stubborn, then suffer death!"
A stern look flashed in Zhu Qing's eyes, and the wooden staff in his hand was instantly activated. A strange wave of power ignored He Ping'an's several mana defenses and talisman defenses, and fell directly into his sea of consciousness.
