"go!"

As Fang Dou shouted loudly, the sword light flew out and turned into a thin light like a gossip.

At this moment, he flew in the air, and under him was a large formation of ghosts and ghosts. Tens of thousands of evil ghosts reached out to the sky to grab them.

Fang Dou is a living person, full of blood and energy, like a sun plate.

It fell into the eyes of the ghost below, so it was so tempting that it would taste even if it tried hard.

At this time, the sword light turned into thin filaments and fell, flying around the array.

From a distance, it looks like a transparent big hand, pinching a thin needle, flexibly penetrating the void cloth and sewing out traces of silk thread.

In the past, even if Fang Dou could be used, it would lack this charm.

But now, there is an extra spirituality in the sword technique, and it is becoming more and more convenient.

After the blink of an eye, Fang Dou retracted the flying sword, and the formation slowly moving below suddenly stopped.

Countless evil ghosts, like they grew out of the ground, stopped and struggled to waving their palms.

It turned out that Fang Dou used the "tailor sword technique" to sew the energy of the entire formation with the earth energy.

The army of tens of thousands of roaming ghosts integrated into the ground and could not move forward no matter how they acted.

Even, there is no chance to scatter.

Because of Fang Dou's sword energy, tens of thousands of ghosts in the formation had already sewn together.

If someone who is proficient in the art of qi looking, he will find that this large array is iron plate, and tens of thousands of ghosts are like one.

Fang Dou's move was just to make it easier to kill.

"brush!"

Fang Dou took a deep breath and wiped the golden light of the soul towards the flying sword.

In an instant, the whole flying sword became golden and bright like a warm sun.

This is a small technique I have been exploring recently, and it is an extension technique for the soul to control the sword.

According to Fang Dou's analysis, if the entire soul is used to control the sword, he will inevitably take time to use his entire body strength.

However, the power of the dividing soul and integrating into the flying sword can also replace the power of one or two.

This little power is not enough to deal with the ghost general, but whether it is evil ghosts or elite ghosts, they will end up in ashes.

The flying sword fell down in golden light, like a piece of burnt red iron, falling on the ice.

The white mist and black smoke rose in a mixed manner, and the ghost smoke disappeared, leaving only the purest yin energy.

Fang Dou shook the iron plate and began to absorb the yin energy and merge into it.

"It's soon, and the iron spear and mount will be condensed soon!"

In Fang Dou's mind, he still missed the complete general of the ghost.

...

A hundred miles away, the ground that was supposed to be full of ghosts has become extremely pure at this moment.

Because of the two extra numbers in this land, thousands of ghosts disappeared without a trace.

"Boy Ming, you dare to attack me while I am seriously injured. You are really despicable to the ghost cultivator!"

Thousands of sword shadows in the sky surrounded it and turned into a sword nest, and the sound came from the inside.

Around the sword nest were clusters of black clouds, with skeletons and ghost claws showing as they rolled in. Some even turned into huge evil ghosts across the sky to participate in the siege of the sword nest.

All the dark clouds near the sword nest were shattered on the spot, but the area around the sword nest was filled with 100 acres of similar dark clouds.

The sword nest rotates and jumps, tearing up countless dark clouds, but it can never jump out of this world.

"You wait. As long as I escape and recover my strength, I can cut you under the sword!"

In the sword nest, Jun Tianfeng was so angry that he really had a capsized ship.

He went to another place to do business. On his way back to Sichuan, he encountered a ghost general. He thought he could kill him with ease.

Unexpectedly, the strength of this ghost general was beyond his expectations.

In a fierce battle between the two sides, Jun Tianfeng destroyed 99% of the minions under General Ghost, killing and seriously injuring the other party.

However, General Ghost's counterattack was powerful and he also seriously injured Jun Tianfeng.

Jun Tianfeng didn't care. Even if there was not much power left, it was enough to return to Shu and meet with Lingxiao City.

But who would have expected that on the way back, I saw a few sneaky ghost cultivators.

Needless to say, these ghost cultivators came to the plains of Sichuan and took the opportunity to graze ghosts.

Jun Tianfeng raised his eyebrows and used his sword to kill these ghost cultivators without any effort.

These ghost cultivators finally led to the Ming Tongzi, a powerful figure among the ghost cultivators.

The Ming boy is better than the previous Tu Lao Gui, and he also obtained the ancient magic weapon, the White Bone Guzheng.

In normal times, Ming Tongzi is definitely not an opponent, but now, Jun Tianfeng's serious injury has not recovered.

So, the boy Ming used the secret technique of ghost cultivation to trap Jun Tianfeng in it.

Millions of ghosts around were manipulated by the boy Ming with a white bone guzheng, turning into dark clouds of ghost energy in the sky, besieging Jun Tianfeng.

Jun Tianfeng first drew his sword and slashed out a passage, but then the sound of the guzheng sounded, trapping him in the middle again.

The boy Ming stood on a mountain, showing a sneer and holding a taller guzheng in his arms.

"hey-hey!"

"Jun Tianfeng, I heard that you are the most outstanding disciple of Lingxiao City in contemporary times!"

"If I can kill you and take his soul, it will be the most dazzling spoil!"

The boy Ming thought for a while and suddenly said, "I heard that you have a junior brother named Mi Changgu!"

In the sword nest, Jun Tianfeng's scolding came, "What do you want to do?"

"Tell you the good news. Your junior brother has left Sichuan now and is nearby. I can do a good thing to reunite you brothers and brothers underground!"

The strange laughter of the boy, the harsh sound, and waves of rushing into the sword nest, stimulating Jun Tianfeng all the time.

"If you, a gangster, dare to hurt my junior brother, I will cut you alive!"

As soon as Jun Tianfeng finished speaking, the sword nest suddenly surged, and countless sword shadows flew out, spinning to wipe out the ghost clouds.

In the blink of an eye, the open space with a diameter of kilometers was cleared around the sword nest, but compared to the range covered by ghost clouds, it was still a drop in the bucket.

"It's not that easy to escape!"

The boy Ming hugged the white bone guzheng diagonally on his chest, stretched out his hand to twisp the strings of the human muscles, and the sound of the guzheng sounded between heaven and earth.

The music sounded, and the nigger clouds around him became crazy, turning into ghost heads, large and small, densely packed, and they started to bite around the sword nest.

These ghost heads, Pang Ruoshan River, bite them all over the place.

The sword shadow flashed, either through the bloody mouth or through the top of the head from the lower jaw, and countless ghost heads turned into smoke.

However, there were too many ghost heads, and as the sword shadow showed its decline, it began to launch a counterattack.

A ghost head bit the sword shadow, and although it was cut to almost shatter, it was still locked firmly.

The next moment, the bigger ghost head bit it and wrapped the ghost head with the flying sword like a nesting doll.

Similar situations are happening more and more, and the sword shadows intertwined into sword nests become sparse.

Jun Tianfeng's figure appeared. This was a heroic young man, with his sword eyebrows very eyebrows, a tiger's back and a bear's waist, and a silver iron ring on his gloves.

This pair of iron rings is the sword weapon transformed by his flying sword.

The sword shadows in the sky just now were all transformed by him with sword weapons. They were broken at this moment, and they just raised their eyebrows.

"The skills are sparse and ordinary, but it is the magic weapon, which is quite interesting!"

Jun Tianfeng looked at the guzheng in the hand of the boy Ming, revealing a thoughtful expression.
Chapter completed!