The raging wind was mixed with the aura of ancient times. The moment the giant bone sword was lifted, Xue Zhongjing felt that his whole body was about to be broken.
Against the pressure, he forcibly mobilized his spiritual energy and prepared to fight to the death. Unexpectedly, at this moment, the acupuncture points of his body made frequent crackling sounds, like a silver bottle being broken.
Xue Zhongjing's face turned pale, and he sat limply on the ground, looking at the puppet sword ghost with a somewhat desperate look.
Too strong.
He had thought that as the last hurdle guarding the Futian Sect's inheritance, it would not be so easy for people to pass, but he did not expect that when the puppet sword ghost raised his sword, he would not even have the spiritual energy in his acupoints. Can't adjust it.
What about Ji Ning?
Xue Zhongjing turned his neck with difficulty and focused his eyes on Ji Ning behind him.
He still had one last hope.
This young man who joined their adventure group halfway, with a doubtful identity, good strength, and a lot of secrets, knows the Fire Spirit Vein Underground Palace very well, so what can he do when facing this powerful puppet sword ghost?
The answer is obvious.
Ji Ning's face was ugly. The moment the puppet raised the giant sword in his hand, he also withstood the pressure, but Xue Zhongjing was in front and blocked most of it for him, so he could still move freely, even To mobilize spiritual energy.
However, when he attached spiritual energy to his fists and faced the puppet sword ghost again, he found that everything was a drop in the bucket. The gap between their realms was so huge that they could easily obtain it without actual combat. draw conclusions.
They cannot be rivals.
It's very difficult to even move around freely, let alone go around the opponent's head and cut off the threads controlling him.
The outcome has been decided.
The sword in the puppet's hand fell, like a giant ax of judgment falling from the sky. The ancient wind roared in the space, and the unimaginable sharp breath hit the bodies of Ji Ning and Xue Zhongjing with the wind, so the flesh and blood on their bodies instantly burst.
Xue Zhongjing's body instantly showed several traces of blood that were so deep that he could even see the bones. Even his eye sockets were crushed and sunken.
In despair, Ji Ning did not sit still and wait for death.
He gritted his teeth, and a layer of rich starlight was attached to his body. He grabbed Xue Zhongjing with one hand and dodged to the other side of the bridge, hoping to avoid the sword and at the same time avoid the sword of the puppet. Qi Lan and Zhen Xixi were injured in the rear.
However, even at full speed, he might not be able to dodge the sword of the puppet sword ghost, let alone taking Xue Zhongjing with him?
The huge bone sword fell halfway.
The sharp aura swept through the strong wind, shattering Ji Ning's body-protecting spiritual energy, and the layer of starlight was also wandering between dissipating and re-condensing.
His realm was low and he couldn't resist at all. At this moment, he couldn't move.
Ji Ning, like Xue Zhongjing, fell down on the arched bridge.
Not only were his fingers unable to move, but his spiritual thoughts were also blocked.
He couldn't even summon the saint's corpse.
Ji Ning's expression was distracted. In a daze, he seemed to see a very fast black shadow passing through the air. It opened its teeth and claws. Its rickety body was covered with silk threads. It carried a bloodthirsty aura across the sky. Naturally, It also crossed the sky above the puppet sword ghost.
A series of harsh clicks sounded in the space.
Something seemed to be broken.
Boom-!
The sword of the puppet sword ghost falls!
An astonishing ravine was directly smashed into the hard arched bridge. The cracked stone bricks shot out to both sides, like a dust storm in the desert, roaring overwhelmingly, sweeping away the figures of Ji Ning and Xue Zhongjing. engulf.
They are not dead!
"who is it!"
The heavy ancient pressure was still there, but it was no longer directed at the two of them.
In an instant, Ji Ning and Xue Zhongjing both regained their ability to move, so they took the opportunity to retreat, directly out of the attack range of the puppet sword ghost, and walked off the arched bridge.
Ji Ning looked surprised and stared at the smoke-filled arched bridge.
At that moment, the giant sword of the puppet sword ghost accurately fell in their direction. They should have died without a doubt.
But in the end, the puppet's sword missed at the last moment, as if his body suddenly lost its balance, and even his burly body fell sideways on the bridge.
The thread above his head was cut!
But who did it?
"clang!"
There was another crisp sound in the dust, and then there was a hissing sound, like the sound of a woman's long nails scratching a long mark on the metal sheet, which made the people who heard it stand up. pimple.
"You are the one who killed the little mink, and I will make you pay with your life!"
The dust dispersed, and on the arched bridge, there was actually a young man in ragged black clothes with a stooped body and covered in blood. He was riding on the puppet sword ghost, biting it crazily, tearing away the latter's armor and body. bone.
The puppet sword ghost was unbalanced and lying on its side on the bridge. It was difficult to stand up without the control of silk threads. It only had a realm of martial arts but could not use it, so it could only reach out to grab the young man in embarrassment, but was circled around by him. Easily dodged.
Boom!
Immediately afterwards, there was a loud noise, and the right arm of the puppet sword ghost was broken directly, and it was torn off by the crazy and bloodthirsty young man with brute force.
Seeing this scene, Ji Ning and Xue Zhongjing's expressions were extremely shocked, especially Xue Zhongjing, who couldn't help but feel unspeakable fear in his heart.
Previously, when they faced this huge creature, they could not even move. But now, the puppet sword ghost was easily suppressed by the mysterious young man who suddenly appeared, and his arms were torn apart. It was like a prey before it was about to die. Fighting to the death.
"The breath on his body is so familiar. Could this be..."
"That's right, it's the skull and fetus from the beginning!"
Ji Ning's tone was solemn, and his eyes were as sharp as an eagle's.
He had seen this rickety young man in black. In the previous encounter, he had noticed that there seemed to be something wrong with him, and there was a sinister feeling in his aura that naturally disgusted him.
At that time, he had doubted the young man's identity, but at that time he thought that strange things happened frequently in this underground palace, and the adventure group was a mixed bag of good and bad, maybe this young man had some traces of ghost cultivators in southern Xinjiang.
In addition, he had more important things to do, and they were not in the same area, so he simply ignored them.
It was only then that he realized that this young man had actually been taken away by that skeleton puppet!
"Above the puppet sword ghost, hangs the silk thread that controls it. The end of the thread is connected to the large formation in the underground palace to ensure that the latter's actions are controlled, that it does not leave the set area, and that the energy is supplied."
Xue Zhongjing heard this and said in shock:
"So, before he slashed the air with his sword, it was that skeleton creature that saved us?"
Ji Ning nodded and said solemnly:
"good."
"Based on the previous encounters, this thing is delirious and has a hard body with white bones. Ordinary third-stage practitioners should not be as far away as him. That's why he can seize the opportunity when the puppet sword ghost attacks us. He rushed into the sky at extremely fast speed and cut all the silk threads of the sky."
"That's good for us."
Xue Zhongjing said excitedly, holding the Xuan Yuling and the Tiger Head Flag tightly in his hands, and poured spiritual energy into them, ready to fight at any time.
The realm of the puppet sword ghost is much higher than theirs. The pressure alone can make them unable to move, and there is no possibility of victory at all.
But now, the puppet sword ghost seems to have lost the ability to move, but the white bone puppet Yinwu with such a high level has the upper hand.
Although judging from the previous encounters, the bone puppet is also very strong, and it is almost crushing in the battle, but it is still better than dying without moving. At least after they sacrifice the magic weapon, they can There is a glimmer of certainty of victory.
Ji Ning turned his head and glanced at the magic weapon in Xue Zhongjing's hand. Then he tore off a piece of cloth from his body and stopped the bleeding for himself.
The battle on the bridge continues.
After all, the puppet sword ghost was an existence of an absurdly high level. Even if he lost the ability to stand up and even if one of his arms was torn off in panic, he could not be eliminated so easily.
His body exuded unimaginable ancient coercion, and as he clenched his fist, it was poured onto the body of the bone puppet, so the latter's movements were greatly hindered and slowed down.
Then, there was a bang.
Like a cannonball being fired, the young bone puppet on the bridge was blasted tens of meters away by this punch, and hit the stone wall on the side with a thud, shattering a large area of rock wall, and the bones in his body were also shattered. Countless roots.
"Lost?!"
Seeing this scene, Xue Zhongjing's expression was overjoyed again.
It was a good thing for them that the bone puppet lost.
Anyway, they don't have to kill the puppet sword ghost, they just need to bypass the opponent and cross the bridge.
The puppet sword ghost won, which saved them trouble and no longer had to fight with the bone puppet.
"It's not that easy."
However, Ji Ning's expression was solemn. After being knocked away by this punch, he felt a sinister aura rising to the sky from the body of the young man who had been taken away. It seemed to be some kind of aura sealed within the bones. , leaked out as the body was broken.
"Little Mink, I want to avenge you, and everyone here will die!!!"
Suddenly, a seeping cloud gathered above the bones, and from his roar, countless innocent souls rushed out, rushing towards the puppet sword ghost on the arched bridge.
The puppet sword ghost fell to the ground and had not yet stood up, but in the face of such an attack, he just opened his palm and shot it into the distance like a fan. In an instant, a monstrous ancient aura arose in the space. Huge waves.
The countless innocent souls of Senluo were all dissipated in the strong wind in the palm of the hand. The bone puppet itself was also shaken tens of meters away and hit the stone wall heavily again.
However, his body is strong and is also refined by thaumaturgy. Even if it is not as good as it is, it cannot be broken so easily.
He roared again and rushed towards the sword ghost puppet.
Even Qi Lan, who was in a coma, seemed to hear the resentment and resentment in his roar. He didn't know what happened to him to become the skeleton he is today, but it was obvious that he hated Master Shen Yu very much. As for destroying everything left by the latter.
However, given the realm of the sword ghost, it was really difficult to kill him.
The two collided again and again.
The white-bone skeleton was knocked away again and again, the hard bone armor almost shattered, and the aura of the puppet sword ghost became weaker and weaker.
The winner will be decided!
