Qin Zhong didn't need to look at it deliberately. Everything within a radius of ten feet could not escape his keen perception. He smiled indifferently: "Sword Ghost, today we will determine the outcome, life and death!"

The sword ghost's expression slightly condensed. He was not a hero in the world who was not afraid of death. Otherwise, after he was defeated by the Demon Ancestor, he would hide until his magical power was completed. He could not capture Qin Zhong's unpredictable aura and his vague aura. In addition, Qin Zhong's unpredictable magic sword technique, which was already beyond his ambition and unpredictable, at this moment, the sword ghost's mind was no longer round and flawless, and it appeared and fell below in an instant.

Two sharp lights suddenly burst out from Qin Zhong's eyes, and the spiraling momentum shot out like a spiral, attacking the sword ghost at the most tricky angle. Although the sword ghost fell below, he was an absolute top master of the world. His sword was unsheathed and his true energy was poured into it, making a slight sound.

The moment the swords and swords collided, the whole world seemed to change and move in an instant. The sparks bloomed, and the light intertwined and flashed, like a firework in a prosperous era. The sword ghost's hand holding the sword shook violently, and an invisible energy invaded the body along the sword body. At that moment, he couldn't help but slid away, and the mysterious skill was activated, dissolving it at a lightning speed.

Qin Zhong's eyes widened, and the God-killing Sword appeared again, with an indescribable momentum, as if the attack was not a scimitar, but a vast and boundless galaxy.

In a hurry, the sword ghost waved its long sword and slashed out, and the sword lights were intertwined. After more than a dozen consecutive collisions, each collision made a harsh metallic attack sound. Each head-on collision made the sword ghost retreat almost one step away.

The sword ghost's mind was trembling. He knew that he would continue. Today, Xiaosheng immediately explained it. The true energy in his body was running at the fastest speed. With a loud shout, the long sword pierced out, and the dazzling sword light soared into the sky. In an instant, the siege created by Qin Zhong was instantly broken.

This is not the first time Qin Zhong fought with the sword ghost. At this time, what he had in his eyes was a sharp look. As the moves changed, the God-killing Sword kept hitting it. Whether it was a straight and horizontal strike or a diagonal strike, each move revealed the truth that martial arts were fast and unpredictable.

Sword Ghost never thought that Qin Zhong's martial arts had reached such a state, which was completely different from the previous fight. He didn't know that since that fight, Qin Zhong had been trying to figure out his tricks. Qin Zhong was a martial arts crazier, and his talent in martial arts was almost unmatched in the world. After such a long time, not to mention his own progress, not to mention the changes in Sword Ghost's moves, 80% of them were under his control. In addition, Sword Ghost had flaws in his mind and spirit. As soon as he got up, he was attacking like a storm and rain, and he kept hitting Sword Ghost.

Wan Qisheng didn't understand martial arts, and he felt a little relieved when he saw the sword ghost blocking Qin Zhong. However, Feng Qi and others were too fierce at the moment, and there were many people. There were several floors inside and outside. At this time, there were less than thirty people who could fight.

"Old thief, you will die today!" Feng Qi fought with the masters under Wanqi Sen, and he also made noises from time to time to threaten. At this moment, Wanqi Sen trembled very hard.

In a blink of an eye, the battle between the sword ghost and Qin Zhong had been over hundreds of rounds. Qin Zhong admitted that this sword ghost was indeed the most powerful master he met except Yu Guhan and Fang Jingchu. At this moment, his "demon sword technique" had been completely unfolded, with many reflections rolling around, and the sword light was shot wildly and domineering.

The power of the "Demon Sword Technique" is not only a move, but also a use of momentum. At this time, every time he used his sword, he released a cold air. It was originally a hot weather, but for a moment, with him as the center, the temperature within a distance of two meters dropped sharply.

The sword ghost knew the power of the "Demon Sword Technique". He has been in seclusion for many years and has been studying cracking methods. However, at this time, the sword Technique in Qin Zhong was no longer the "Demon Sword Technique" of the Demon Ancestor, but his own, and it was unpredictable, adding a bit of a strong meaning. For a moment, the sword ghost was struggling to deal with it. In less than twenty moves, there was no room for fighting back. He could only be careful to defend himself.

Qin Zhong's attack was even more fierce. The sword technique made it so exciting that it made a long roar, and the power was so strong that it was invincible. The range of sword ghosts could move was getting smaller and smaller. At that moment, he gritted his teeth and made a fierce attack. The tip of the sword slashed and stabbed it diagonally, hitting the surface of Qin Zhong's God-killing Sword.

At this moment, Qin Zhong couldn't help but pause in the air, but the sword ghost directly spit out a mouthful of blood. The sword in his hand could hardly hold it. But no matter what, it finally resolved Qin Zhong's attack.

"So you are just like that!" Qin Zhong's voice came out, and the God-killing Sword fell down, a white sword light, like a piece of white snow suddenly falling between the world, biting cold.

The sword ghost was not afraid of such a violent impact, but still could not affect Qin Zhong. This attack as fast as lightning blocked all his paths. Except for fighting desperately, no magic tricks could be used at this time.

The sword ghost was originally in Qin Zhong and responded hastily. The result can be imagined. He immediately ran into Qin Zhong again, groaned, slid away, and his feet were already trapped in the soil. With a deep shout, the soil under his feet flew over, and under the infusion of force, he became the sword ghost's hidden weapon, like a flying locust, shooting towards Qin Zhong densely.

Qin Zhong slashed in the air and slashed with one sword. The sword light swept, like a long dragon. The moment the soil was covered by the sword light, it turned into powder in an instant. The sword light continued to pass, like a storm of wind, and instantly hit the sword ghost.

The sword ghost attacked the sword. With a tingling sound, the blade and the sword ghost met. The sword ghost's long sword instantly appeared, and its strength surged. The hand holding the sword was already bloody and sharp. In order to deal with the god-killing sword of the Demon Ancestor, the sword ghost's long sword was also a top-notch sword. He never thought that a gap appeared in this head-on collision.

Qin Zhong paused slightly, reclaimed the God-killing Sword, flipped the blade and shot it out with a swagger. The bright light was released, and the sword energy was like a wave of water that swept across all directions.

The sword ghost was helpless and shouted loudly, and his body was slightly paused, and the sword slashed down. A clanging sound spread, and the sword broke in response. Qin Zhong's body swung, kicked away with his feet, and hit the sword ghost's chest. The sound of fracture was heard. The sword ghost snorted miserably, and his body was lifted out. When he landed on the ground, he knelt on one knee, and blood kept flowing out of his mouth.

"Old guy, I don't have much ability. I don't stay at home to support my old age, but I ran out to wander and compete for fame and fortune. Today I will end your life!" Qin Zhong's voice came out, and he slashed with a knife, as if a galaxy had fallen.

The sword ghost waved the broken sword to fight, but his right arm was cut off. Then Qin Zhong turned around and the God-killing Sword Killing Sword was shot out of thin air, and the sword light shot out, piercing through the sword ghost's body. At this point, the master of one sword disappeared like this.

Qin Zhong put the God-killing Sword into the sheath. Looking back, he saw that Wanqie's subordinates had two or three other people fighting desperately. Qin Zhong ignored those people and walked in front of Wanqie's son, looking at Wanqie with a smile, and said, "Old guy, how do you think you want to die?"
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