Dian Wei's strike was thunderous and sudden, as if Zhenri was about to say something to Lu Yan, the incoming strike came to his side.
"cathode!"
In a hurry, Zhanri spun and retreated to the left. The blood-red sword energy was stimulated by the rotating sword. The sword energy collided with Bai Lei. He was shocked by the impact close at hand. His body smashed the wooden wall, revealing the person next door.
This is a wing with the same furnishings.
He raised his head and saw a sturdy guy holding a white ax opposite him.
"Dianwei~ He is really an old friend~"
As he finished speaking, his body straightened up, his sword-holding hand was steady, and he didn't seem to be seriously injured.
Without saying a word, Dian Wei jumped and slashed at the opponent's feet. He covered the sun and retreated to avoid it, but a flying ax followed closely.
"When" the short ax flew in the air, the sword in his hand suddenly turned sharply, touched the ground, and flew upside down. Another flying ax struck from the original height.
Before he could stand firmly on the ground, Dian Wei's ax blade was close to his eyes, "Ah ah~" Zhan Ri held the sword with both hands to hold the white ax, but under the opponent's strength, the sharp blade kept getting closer to his forehead.
"It seems that your strength has not improved in the past few years."
Zhanri seemed to be at a disadvantage, but when he saw the ax blade approaching, he suddenly taunted him.
Before he finished speaking, there was a friction between "呲呲" and "呲呲". The sword circled around the handle of the axe, hiding the sun and turning sideways. The white ax struck down just a hair's breadth away. "匲匲" held the rotating sword in his right hand and stabbed Dian Wei's neck.
Dian Wei's expression was stern, the ax had been struck down, and naturally he could not hold back his strength. His hands shook, and the ax handle collided with the sword blade. In the end, the sword was blocked, and the sword energy grazed his ear.
"Humph~" Zhanri smiled gloomily, and the surrounding area suddenly darkened. All the lights went out, and Dianwei saw that he was already in a sea of blood, with a giant sword in front of him and the eroded sun on his head.
"You were born in the military, but the net cannot find your past." Zhanri stood under the giant sword, his figure flickering in and out, and his voice filled the world, "For someone like you who has no past, the only value is
With the strength of one body, you can't make any progress, but the net can make you go one step further."
Dian Wei was wary of this unfamiliar environment, knowing that this must be the influence of some kind of spiritual power. He put the ax on his shoulder, "Haha, this is the first time we have encountered a certain family, and we are trying to persuade them to surrender."
"Hey, hey, there are differences in the Dacheng realm. Have you thought clearly about the consequences of rejecting Luo Wang's kindness?" Zhan Ri seemed to be very sure of his own strength. He was also in the Dacheng realm, but he was confident in killing Dian Wei.
But thinking about it, I was bullied once by Lu Yan four years ago and bullied once two years ago. If my strength doesn't improve, I might as well commit suicide.
Dian Wei sneered and pointed the ax at the other party, "My young master once told you, and you."
"oh?"
"No matter how dense the net is, it is of no use, because it is full of omissions. The sun is the master of the world, and you are still covering up the sun. You are just talking nonsense!"
The giant sword behind Zhenri was boiling with blood, and the sea of blood was boiling. His voice was like thunder, and he raised the sword with both hands, "Common man, die~"
"Thunder Fist!"
Dian Wei's whole body was shrouded in thunder, and the huge divine mastiff appeared. When the giant sword that covered the sun struck, the divine mastiff pounced and bit it - it was a huge fist.
"Click!"
There was a thunderous explosion inside Zilanxuan. Dianwei and Zhanri still maintained the posture of ax handles and sword blades intersecting. No one knew about the mental confrontation just now.
The feet of the two people were not only cracked, but directly shattered. They fell to the first floor, and they continued to collide in the air.
Zhanri and Dianwei had already destroyed the next door with just two or three moves, and this room was originally the battlefield where Lu Yan teamed up to fight the Six Sword Slaves.
Zi Nu and Zuo Yijie had already defeated Zi Lan Xuan. Han Fei wanted to help her, but was interrupted by a sudden burst of Yin Qi.
Han Fei was holding the Reverse Scale Sword and had no time to care about Zi Nu. The person opposite him, no, what was the person opposite him with seven souls on his body?
Han Fei said that he was a person who died once, and the Nilin Sword was a sword with a soul, so he could naturally see the weirdness of the opponent.
Gan Sha stared at the word "kill" in his eyes, raised his finger to his lips, and smiled a little horribly, "Shhh~ I've stumbled upon a secret, but it needs to be kept secret."
The sounds are messy, and eight souls are talking at the same time, which makes people's hair stand on end.
Han Fei frowned. Even though he had extensive knowledge and extraordinary knowledge, he had never heard of the other party's situation.
"As long as you are mine, there will be no leakage of secrets~" Gan Sha rushed up, seven shadows sneaking around.
The Ni Lin Sword collided with the evil sword that killed him, and there was a crisp "ding" sound, and ripples shook the heaven and earth, but the other people fighting did not notice it at all.
Han Fei felt a pain in his head, and he couldn't hold the sword steadily. The opponent's evil sword followed him. He quickly turned sideways, and the sword pierced Han Fei's splendid clothes, revealing the white lining.
"Ding ding dong dong~" the crisp sound of playing the sword sounded, and the enchanting figure twisted her waist slightly, only her shape was visible, but not her person. She became a dragon playing the sword and singing, and Li Wu moved with the music, but this sound was heard Han Fei felt his heart tremble.
He drew his sword and tried to stab him again.
The shadow of General Bi appeared behind Han Fei holding two swords.
The shadow of the sundain bee took out the flying needle with both hands.
The rat is laughing and the carp is crying.
The Reverse Scale Sword broke into pieces on its own, and the remaining sword held it up to kill. Countless fragments blocked the double swords, broke the flying needles, and crushed several shadows into pieces.
Han Fei jumped out of the battle group, his heart beating fast and he was still sweating.
"The form is inseparable, the shadow is inseparable from the form, the mind is different, and the faces are exquisite. One person is like eight people. From the moment I came into contact with that sword, my spirit was a little chaotic and I couldn't concentrate. Is it a problem with that sword?"
Before Han Fei could think about it, he swiped his sword and seven shadows appeared again.
The power of the Anti-Scale Sword began to emerge, turning the sky and the earth pale. Han Fei held the broken sword, surrounded by the sword formation, and carefully observed the killing.
The opponent was wearing tight-fitting night clothes, clean and neat, holding the strange sword in his right hand, and carrying a black sword behind his back, which was not used yet.
Black sword?
Han Fei suddenly thought of something and took the initiative to fight. Under the protection of the sword array, he fought fiercely with eight people at the same time.
After countless collisions, the corner of his mouth finally moved.
"You are not good with the left-handed sword, but you always carry another sword on your back. Then it must have another purpose."
Han Fei's words obviously touched on a secret in Gan Sha's heart. He roared angrily and repeated his old tricks. He pulled out eight knives from the general wall and fired countless flying needles. Two shadows broke through Han Fei's sword array, and the remaining shadows and Kill them together and surround and kill Han Fei.
"Hmph~"
Han Fei was not at all flustered by the opponent's killing formation. Although the sword formation was broken, it floated into a ribbon and strangled the shadow again in a flash.
The killing sword stabbed Han Fei in the back of the neck, making it difficult to move forward. What blocked it was the fragment of the tip of the reverse scale sword.
The broken sword was pressed against Shadow Duili's throat, while the rest of the shadow had been shattered.
"Do not kill me!!!"
Dui Li let out a scream of fear and a childish hoarse voice, desolating the world.
"A soul that has been killed countless times will still be afraid of death?"
Han Fei pierced Dui Li's throat with his sword, and his shadow turned into fly ash, returning to his true body to kill him.
"These souls all think they are still alive." He turned around, facing Gan Sha who was in a stalemate with Ni Lin, his eyes filled with anger, "Use the desire for life to imprison the dead souls. You guys are really Use every possible means."
Kill Bengfei's fragment, and the evil sword stabs out but is blocked by the reverse scale.
He looked at Han Fei's eyes filled with anger and smiled, "You are very smart. Ba Linglong just lacks a smart mind."
"This evil sword amplifies the obsessions in the remaining souls, allowing them to survive in the world without humans or ghosts. But what makes these souls available to you should be the sword behind you." Han If you don't care about his murderous intention, with a wave of one hand, there is only one truth!
"The Eight Swords of the King of Yue, the black and white Xuan Jian, the upright edge kills life, the reverse edge calms the soul. Without this sword, you can't suppress these souls at all."
"Hahaha~ I like you more and more. Yes, this sword is the soul-killing sword!"
Gan Sha did not try to kill Han Fei anymore. He took off the black sword from his back, hunched over, looked up to the sky and screamed. Seven shadows appeared and were absorbed by the main body one by one.
"Oops! That general..."
Han Fei was horrified. He didn't know how to use a two-handed sword to kill him, but some of the eight people did.
"Too late!"
General Bi himself is the most powerful of the Eight Linglongs. He absorbed all the souls by killing and naturally gained all abilities.
With an evil sword in one hand and a soul-soothing sword in the other, they kept approaching Han Fei with killing intent.
"Come and become a part of me!"
A black energy rose into the sky from Zilanxuan.
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"Um?"
The party who was transferring Ying Zheng suddenly felt something in his heart, and he murmured,