"Master, is this guy a cold-blooded sword demon?"
Looking at Fei Ren, who was not far across the way, the gray-clothed sword servant had a calm expression, as if he had long been accustomed to this.
"That's right." Nodding, Ghost Face Shura also slowly took off the Purgatory Ghost mask on his face, revealing an extremely ugly vulture face, with a deep scar clearly visible at the corner of his eye, "This boy is The cold-blooded sword demon who has recently become famous on the list of villains, and that good-for-nothing Xiong Wu died in his hands..."
"A mere second level of Xuanzun Realm cultivation can actually destroy Xiong Wu and the flying bandit group he created. This person is quite capable."
Hearing this, the gray-clothed sword servant was also convinced. He hugged the unsheathed beheading sword tightly in his arms again, with cold eyes, "Master, do you need your subordinates to take action?"
"No need."
Ghost Faced Shura raised the corners of his mouth and revealed a sneer, "Although this boy is strong, I can handle it alone!"
"Here comes the knife!"
Ghost-faced Shura shouted loudly
bass!
The next moment, Han Mang was seen unsheathing, and the decapitating sword held tightly in the arms of the gray-clothed sword servant also turned into a stream of light and fell into the opponent's hand.
"Old man, it's been a long time since I've let you see blood... Just kill me with all your heart this time...!"
Holding the beheading knife tightly in his hand, Ghost Faced Shura licked his dry lips and showed a cruel smile.
The decapitating sword in his hand was not an extraordinary one, but an authentic Heavenly Grade Spiritual Treasure. Its power had reached the upper level of Heavenly Grade, and was more than one or two times more powerful than Fei Ren's Star-Shattering Sword.
Not only that, there are sharp gaps on the long and narrow blade of the decapitation sword, just like the saw teeth of a monster, which can easily cut the head of any warrior. At the same time, it can also absorb the opponent's blood for one's own use. The more you fight, the stronger you become!
To put it simply, the decapitating sword in the hands of Ghost Faced Shura is specifically designed to kill people. It is an extremely powerful killing blade!
"You are the ghost-faced Shura?"
Facing the attack of a powerful enemy, Fei Ren was not in a hurry to take action, but only tried to test the way.
After all, the opponent's strength is not weak, almost as good as Deng Qingquan of Yunfu Sect, and he is a strong opponent.
"Replace it if it's fake!"
With a cold smile, Ghost Faced Shura spoke again, "Since you can kill that good-for-nothing Xiong Wu, you must have some strength. I hope your strength is not too weak, so that I can have a good time...!"
Hearing this, Fei Ren's eyes narrowed again, and he immediately understood the general idea.
Back then, Xiong Wu, the great ghost master of the Feitian Bandit Group, died in his hands. Not many people knew about this matter. But since the ghost-faced Shura in front of him knew about Xiong Wu's death, he must have a close relationship with it.
This time, the opponent is most likely coming to seek revenge.
"It seems that what is supposed to come will always come..."
Fei Ren thought to himself, and at the same time, he quietly circulated the energy in his body, and a series of Overlord Demonic Patterns appeared on the skin, shining with a strange purple light.
Ghost Faced Shura, formerly known as Wang Zhen, is ranked third on the list of villains and is among the best among the veteran Xuanzun realm masters.
This time, since the other party came to avenge Xiong Wu, it was bound to be a fight to the death, and there was no room for Fei Ren to underestimate the enemy.
"Brother..."
Facing the menacing Wang Zhen and the gray-clothed sword servant, Mo Bai's mind was raised in his throat, and he said nervously, "These two guys are not weak in strength, especially the ugly one with a scar at the corner of his eye. His cultivation level is at least the eighth level of the Xuanzun Realm!"
"What should we do...?"
Fei Ren looked back at the other person and said in a deep voice, "Second brother, let you deal with the guy next to you. How sure are you?"
If it goes beyond his expectations, Ghost Faced Shura Wang Zhen's real strength should be between the seventh and eighth levels of the Xuanzun Realm. Mo Bai's cultivation level alone is still not enough to compete with him. Even if he takes action forcefully, it will be counterproductive.
The sword servant in gray clothes on the side has a slightly weaker aura, and his cultivation level does not exceed the fifth level of the Xuanzun Realm at most. It is obviously the best way to let this person be dealt with by Mo Bai.
"This guy is not weak. My chance of winning is less than 50%...! However, if he wants to defeat me, it's not that simple!" Mo Bai glanced at Hui not far away with some vigilance. The sword servant said in a solemn tone.
"Less than 50%? That's enough."
Fei Ren grinned
Even if Mo Bai couldn't kill the gray-clothed sword servant next to Wang Zhen, it wouldn't have much impact. As long as he could hold him back, his goal would have been achieved.
"With your strength, you are no match for my master. If you just surrender, you might be able to keep a whole body..."
Glancing at Fei Ren again, the gray-clothed sword servant said coldly.
For some reason, he could always detect a vague impression on the other party.
However, this impression is very vague and unfamiliar, and it is difficult to recall it.
"Fei Ren..."
"A very familiar name..."
The eyes of the gray-clothed sword servant's mask were extremely cold, like a ruthless murder weapon, "It's just that no matter who you are, you have to die here today and become another lonely ghost under the master's beheading sword..." ..”
"Second brother, do it!"
Fei Ren shouted loudly, and the next moment he jumped straight towards Wang Zhen on the opposite side. He swung the star-shattering knife in his hand, rolled up thousands of heavy sword energy, and swept across all directions, shaking the world with its momentum!
"Haha! Well done!"
Seeing Fei Ren taking the lead, Wang Zhen also smiled up at the sky and faced him head-on with the decapitating sword in his hand.
The second level of Xuanzun Realm VS the eighth level of Xuanzun Realm!
This is a showdown between top swordsmen!
Moreover, the difference in cultivation between the two sides is six small realms, which is a real battle at Tianwang Mountain!
Uh-huh!
"The bones break through the air!"
Almost at the same moment, Mo Bai also evolved a pair of sharp bone blades with his hands, and also killed the gray-clothed sword servant beside him.
This time, his target is no one else. As long as he can drag down the gray-clothed sword servant in front of him, it will be the greatest support for Fei Ren!
"kill!"
Wisps of murderous intent appeared on Mo Bai's delicate and long-lasting face. The next moment, the bone blade in his hand was thrown out violently, cutting through the air like a horse and pointing directly at the vital parts of the gray-clothed sword servant.
"Useless work!"
Facing Mo Bai's offensive, the gray-clothed sword servant simply moved sideways and easily dodged the bone blade attack. Then he turned his backhand into a palm and struck out with a powerful blow. The billowing energy swept over him, knocking the opponent's body to pieces in one fell swoop. Forced to retreat.
boom!
Mo Bai staggered and almost fell into the sky, his expression slightly changed.
"Fifth level of Xuanzun realm!"
"This guy is really difficult to deal with!"
As the opponent's servant, although the gray-clothed sword servant's Yuanli cultivation is not as good as Wang Zhen, who ranks third on the villain list, he is not an ordinary person. In terms of cultivation, he slightly suppresses Mo Bai by a small level, and is a real and powerful opponent.
"Your strength is very good..."
Mo Bai's attack was easily defeated with one palm. The gray-clothed sword servant's expression remained calm, "But if you want to win against me, it's not enough..."
"Hmph, you won't know until you beat it to see if it's enough!"
After hearing the other party's words, Mo Bai's face turned red, anger surged into his heart, and he immediately released countless white bone blades.
"Thousand-layered Bones Blade!"
tumultuous! tumultuous! tumultuous!
Countless white bone blades struck like a gust of wind and rain towards the gray-clothed sword servant not far away, causing strong winds to roar and the momentum to shake the sky.
