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Chapter 032 The Legend of Wang Xiancheng

The sword energy of the Thunder Sword Master is sharply condensed, and his best attitude is to use point-breaking surfaces. The ghost hand's move of the Netherworld Ghost Claw uses secret techniques to condense the demon energy into a solid body, like a real palm. It is not a problem to open mountains and crack stones, and it is also large in area. It causes multiple ranges of strikes when it is head-on. The more the palm condenses, the greater the power, the stronger the power. For a long time, the ghost hand has been constantly strengthening the cohesion of this move. He uses his palm to hit someone's sword. No matter how hard the palm is, it cannot be harder than the other's sword. Isn't this uncomfortable?

After Wei Long's reminder, Ghost Hand suddenly realized that reverse thinking was the specialty of time travelers. Ghost Hand followed Wei Long's guidance and thought about it for a moment, and suddenly became excited, as if he had already pressed the Thunder Sword to the ground and beat it into a pig's head.

As my mind moved, the giant ghost claw that could even see the palm lines clearly collapsed instantly. The Netherworld ghost claw, which was originally pursuing condensation, instantly changed to the complete pursuit of area size. The collapsed ghost claw turned into a large blue-black thick fog, which vaguely formed a palm shape. The two palms, one mile-sized palms were like holding the moon, and the Thunder Sword Master wanted to hold them tightly between his hands.

The huge skull under the Ghost Hand made a whimpering sound of ghost roar. The two green ghost fires in their eyes seemed to jump out. Ghost Hand himself was also inexplicably excited. He seemed to have seen another direction, and at this moment he fully understood the meaning of what Wei Long said to him.

The Thunder Sword Master saw that the ghost hand was putting the powerful ghost claws of the Netherworld without using it, and turned the Netherworld ghost claws that had condensed into a solid body into a foggy state that could be said to be without attack. He sneered disdainfully, and the purple sword in his hand drove the sound of electric current, constantly drawing trajectories in the air. Purple sword energy mixed with the power of thunder and lightning, with a shrill sound of breaking through the air, and shot towards the huge ghost claws in the foggy state.

Wei Long below looked at the ghost hand's ghost claw that had turned into a fog-shaped huge ghost claw and wrapped the Thunder Swordman in. The next moment, a large piece of sword energy shot out from the fog. The fog only fluctuated slightly and returned to the original again. Wei Long sneered and disdained in his heart: "Idiot, if your sword energy could drive away the fog, I'm not pretending to be a master in vain!"

Sure enough, the effect of that sword energy on the ghost claws transformed by the blue-black fog was almost slim. It could be said that it instantly passed through the fog layer and shot towards the underground building without any obstacles. In a moment, the building below was caught by seedlings. An alchemy material shop was instantly shot and was riddled with holes. Several people watching the fun were accidentally injured, and the people on the ground were immediately scolded.

Seeing the people who rushed over from Tianyi Jian Sect, they wanted to jump out and scold those people, but when they saw that the owner of the material store was Wangyue Tower, the few who were injured by accident also had two middle-sized sects, and the other messy cultivators followed suit and started to make trouble. Among them, Wei Long was constantly fanning the flames, and everyone was attacked for no reason and their anger became increasingly fierce. Especially the faces of the Wangyue Tower were so slight that water dripped out of water, which made the people of the Tianyi Jian Sect not jump out and infringe on the public.

Wei Long suddenly felt very surprised, "Immortal, there are actually Ninja Turtles in this Tianyi Sword Sect. Jump out, hurry up, if you don't speak, this is such a good opportunity, won't it be messy?" After looking at the disciples of the Tianyi Sword Sect, they all looked at the battle in the sky without blinking, which made Wei Long very disappointed. "It turns out that the Tianyi Sword Sect is not all the stuff like the Thunder Sword Sect. I want to recruit more people for you to deal with. First provoke the Yinhun Sect, and then have a quarrel with Wangyue Tower. Qianfu Sect has always had a good relationship with Wangyue Tower, and this time it has provoked the third of the four major sects. What a great opportunity! Really, what a good opportunity, why don't these guys grasp it!"

At this moment, a roar suddenly came from the sky. Wei Long quickly looked up at the sky. The sound was obviously from the awesome Thunder Sword Master. Wei Long grinned and said to himself: "What should this guy have suffered a big loss, right?"

This is the truth. When he was just surrounded by the seemingly unattackable mist, the Thunder Sword Master had no feeling. He emitted dozens of sword energy, but the ghostly mist was not hurt at all, and the sound from the outside world could not be heard. The sword energy emitted was like a dripping water into the sea, without any reaction.

The Thunder Sword Master was furious and quickly radiated his spiritual consciousness. However, as soon as he released his spiritual consciousness, the spiritual consciousness was gnawed by a group of ants, and most of the spiritual consciousness was consumed instantly. Moreover, the spiritual consciousness swept over, and the blue-black fog caught his eyes, and the spiritual consciousness had no effect!

At this moment, the Thunder Sword Master did not dare to hold it big. The purple flying sword in his hand fell under his feet and lifted it up. He found a direction and wanted to leave the fog layer. As for the embarrassing Thunder Sword Master, who was not ashamed of being embarrassed, he could not control it for the time being. If something happens later, he will be even more embarrassed.

At this moment, a black skull, one person tall, was burning with two green ghost fires in his eyes, his chin kept opening and closing, and suddenly a harsh and gloomy laughter burst out from his mouth and rushed behind the Thunder Sword Master. As soon as the Thunder Sword Master reacted, he felt a dizzy coming and said intimidly: "Not good!"

The next moment, two balls of dark green ghost fires shot out from the skull's eyes, which instantly fell on the Thunder Sword Master. When the sword energy on his body was about to burst out to increase the two balls of ghost fire, the ghost hand appeared. A miniature ghost claw that was ten feet tall came first, and instantly slapped the Thunder Sword Master's protective sword energy.

And at the moment when the body-protecting sword energy collapsed, the two green ghost fires fell on the Thunder Sword Master, and the ghost fire was extremely strange. When it touched, it was like a gangrene attached to the bone. It seemed tangible but invisible, and the seemingly tiny flame could not be extinguished.

In just a moment, the Taoist robe of the Thunder Sword Master was burned to pieces, and his skin was even more blue and black. I don’t know if it was anger or a black face. The ghost hand succeeded with a blow, smiled, and retreated instantly. The blue-black fog with a mile in the air also dissipated instantly with the movement of the ghost hand.

The next moment, the Thunder Sword Master's embarrassing look came into the eyes of the people in Wangyue City. The Thunder Sword Master was stunned and let out a roar of sorrow and anger. Who would have thought that at this time, the Ghost Hand spoke: "The Thunder Sword Master is really worthy of being a master of the Tianyi Sword Sect. The sword energy is so sharp. Thank you for showing mercy with fellow Thunder! Ghost Hand is not your opponent!"

Wei Long below laughed secretly, and this was naturally what Wei Long taught the ghost hand. Just one sentence blocked the Thunder Sword Master. Unless this guy is completely shameless, he dares to take action again.

And the ghost hand here was also moved when he saw the Thunder Sword Master turning around and flying away with a dark face, "There is such a master in Wangxian City! It is true that the crouching tiger and hidden dragon in the cultivation world are indeed!"

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