Gu Yan is Bai Jie Xing, one of the few strong men closest to the real person. With his ruthless methods, every disciple of Nanjian Sect is afraid when he appears. Novel .
Even Jian Wushang felt a sense of powerlessness and was thinking about whether to run away immediately.
If you don't run away now, you won't even have a chance to escape later.
Gu Yan was obviously not ready to let him go. He stared at him and said, "My palace master always cherishes talents. Jian Wushang. If you are willing to join the Ghost Palace and hand over all the sword sect inheritance you have obtained, not only can you
Survive, from now on, you will be the deputy palace master of the Ghost Palace, only subordinate to me."
"I am the star of the White Tribulation Star. I can enter the Martial Palace to practice. Why should I go to your Ghost Palace?" Jian Wushang said.
"You don't know how to praise me. It seems that you need to be trained/taught before you can submit."
A hurricane of vitality was set off under Gu Yan's feet, and a pair of silver-cold devil hands emerged with dazzling silver brilliance, drawing a circle in front of him. Then, his right hand was grabbed out from the air, and a silver claw more than ten feet long stretched across
At a distance of more than ten feet, he appeared in front of Jian Wushang.
The inheritance of the Sword Sect is no small matter. There must be more than one Hinayana master method, and maybe even a Mahayana master method.
Therefore, Gu Yancai planned to capture Jian Wushang alive and obtain the secrets from him.
The vitality fluctuations emitted by the giant silver claws were so strong that it almost shattered Jian Wushang's heart. He kept retreating backwards and was unable to resist.
It was also the 16th level, and Gu Yan was many times more powerful than Wang Xiu.
At this time, Jian Wushang could no longer hide his strength. He let out a loud roar and thrust the giant sword in his hand into the ground. It sank a foot deep and stabilized his body.
"Wow."
Grasp the hilt of the sword and pull it upward.
From the inside of the giant sword, a three-foot-long white jade ancient sword was pulled out.
He raised his sword above his head and released dense sword energy, flying wildly in the square.
It turned out that the giant sword was simply a scabbard.
There is a sword within a sword.
Seeing the ancient white jade sword in Jian Wushang's hand, some older warriors from the Southern Sword Sect made trembling sounds: "Could it be...the Taibai Sword..."
"Such a powerful sword energy must belong to Taibai. Oh my God, Taibai Sword has reappeared in the world!"
The warriors of the four major sword sects are no strangers to the Taibai Sword. It is the legendary divine sword and the first of the ten famous swords of the sword sects.
Jian Wushang held the sword with both hands, and the vitality in his body continuously poured into Taibai Sword. Suddenly, thousands of weapon marks appeared on the sword body.
At the same time, the sword spirit of Taibai Sword rushed out of the sword body and turned into the shadow of an old man in white clothes who was more than ten feet tall.
The old man in white clothes has a white beard and white hair. Although he is a shadow, he has the power of swordsmanship that penetrates the world.
As Jian Wushang swung out his sword, the giant silver claws were easily broken open like cutting tofu.
Gu Yan was not frightened by this. Instead, he showed an ecstatic expression and laughed: "Okay, very good. The Taibai Sword, the first element of the White Tribulation Star in the past, has indeed fallen into your hands. Unfortunately, you
My cultivation level is still too low and I cannot exert much power."
Gu Yan punched out, shattering the oncoming sword light.
With a "swish" sound, Gu Yan flew out, piercing through the layers of sword energy, and punched Jian Wushang in the heart at a speed that was difficult to discern with the naked eye.
Jian Wushang swung his sword again, and the tip of Taibai Sword collided with Gu Yan's fist, causing a large spark to burst out.
Gu Yan stood motionless on the spot, but Jian Wushang flew backwards.
"Haha, my palace master's pair of silver-cold demonic hands are made of fourth-level metal. Even the Taibai Sword will not damage them so easily." Gu Yan laughed.
Gu Yan's power made the warriors of White Tribulation Star feel fear even through the original mirror.
Wu Shang, who was holding the Taibai Sword, couldn't even block his blow?
Gu Yan clenched his hands into the shape of claws and chased after Jian Wushang who was flying backwards, trying to snatch away the Taibai Sword. At this moment, the sword spirit finally took action, and the body, which was more than ten feet tall, split apart and turned into dozens of swords.
The lightsabers all charged towards Gu Yan.
"Swish."
Legend has it that the sword spirit of Taibai Sword is the soul of the ancestor of the Sword Sect.
Gu Yan was not afraid and kept making claw marks, breaking dozens of lightsabers into pieces. He rushed in front of Jian Wushang and said disdainfully: "The sword spirit of Taibai Sword is very strong. It's a pity that with your
The power of the sword spirit that can be inspired by your cultivation is quite weak. If such a magical weapon falls into your hands, it will be like a jade covered in dust."
Jian Wushang had no power to resist, so Gu Yan grabbed his neck and lifted him off the ground.
Gu Yan's eyes glowed with excitement, burning heat, and excitement. He was about to seize the Taibai Sword with his other hand, but suddenly he discovered that a flash of fire was rushing towards him in front of him.
The person who came was none other than Lin Ke.
The Fang Tian painted halberd in Lin Ke's hand slashed across it, and when the halberd stabbed, it released a wave of air that was as hot as the scorching sun. Feeling the fluctuation of vitality, even Gu Yan did not dare to underestimate it.
Gu Yan originally grabbed the silver hand of the Taibai Sword, formed a palm seal, countless vitality condensed in the palm of his hand, and struck the oncoming Fang Tian Huaji.
"Boom."
Two tyrannical forces collided together.
With Gu Yan's cultivation level, he also took a step back, and sparks fell on the purple dragon's robe, making a chirping sound.
On the other end, Lin Ke was thrown backwards and fell twenty feet away. After landing, he stood in a lunge, then slid back a few feet, lifting up stone slabs one by one, and finally stabilized his body.
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Lin Ke gasped for breath, working hard to run his skills and adjust the vitality in his body that had been shaken into chaos.
"My halberd has accumulated all the strength, and it even weighs 12,000 kilograms of Fang Tian's painted halberd. However, Gu Yan held the sword without injury with one hand, and just hurriedly struck out with the other hand.
But he still beat me to the absolute bottom."
Lin Ke secretly measured the gap with Gu Yan, and at the same time racked his brains to think of ways to defeat the enemy.
Gu Yan laughed angrily and said: "Child Zangfeng, no wonder you dare to go against the Ghost Palace, you are indeed very capable. There are really not many warriors in the entire White Tribulation Star who can push back the master of this palace."
The recovery speed of the Blood Sea Scroll was extremely fast. Lin Ke returned to his peak state again and looked at Wang Xiu and others who had been sucked to death by the black centipede demon ghost.
Putting Fang Tian's painted halberd on the ground, Lin carved the fingers of his hands and formed seals continuously.
"Heli Yuling."
In the distance, twelve imperial spirit marks appeared on the body of the black centipede demon ghost, emitting circles of light.
The twelve spirit-controlling brands were refined from Lin Ke's spiritual blood and imprinted into its soul. Just like this, Lin Ke once again used the spirit-controlling method of combining and separating, which immediately interfered and affected it.
"Bang bang."
More than a dozen martial arts experts from the Southern Sword Sect fell from its claws.
The black centipede demon ghost let out a painful and angry roar, a pair of green will-o'-the-wisp eyes, stared in the direction of Lin Ke, and said hoarsely: "You... must die..."
On the White Tribulation Star, the person that the Black Centipede Demon Ghost is most afraid of, apart from those few real people, is Lin Ke.
Although the twelve spirit-controlling brands that Lin Ke had punched into its soul were no longer able to control it, they could still suppress it to a certain extent.
"What a good boy, he actually cultivated the soul and is also a powerful psychic. Moreover, he has already imprinted the soul-controlling mark on Centipede's true soul, but he has not yet completely conquered it." Gu Yan thought in his heart.
Quite angry.
In Gu Yan's view, both Lin Ke's life and the ghost of the Black Centipede are his.
However, if Zang Feng is allowed to subdue the Black Centipede Demon Ghost first, I am afraid that even with his cultivation level, he will not be able to deal with this kid, and all the cooked ducks will fly away.
"Knowing that I am here, you should escape immediately. Now that you have appeared in front of me, you have lost even the chance to escape. If a person like you falls into the hands of this Palace Master, he will only
It is a fate worse than life." Gu Yan wanted to defeat Lin Ke psychologically first.
Lin Ke showed no fear and stared at him, saying calmly: "Your two disciples Yuan Che and Can Xin are both dead. By the way, is Han Guang okay?"
It is not a secret that Yuan Che and Can Xin both died because of Zang Feng. The news has long been spread back to the Ghost Palace.
As for Han Guang, Lin Ke used a special technique to seal his meridians. After being sent back to the Ghost Palace, Gu Yan used various methods to relieve his meridians, but failed, and finally became a disabled person.
It can be said that three of Gu Yan's four disciples were lost in Lin Ke's hands.
Just these words from Lin Ke made Gu Yan tremble with anger and broke his sanity.
"court death."
After seizing the Taibai Sword, Gu Yan threw the unconscious Jian Wushang to the ground, raised his hand and swung his sword towards Lin Ke.
However, the Taibai Sword was out of his control. He raised it above his head, but the sword body was pulling backwards, as if it was trying to break away from his control and fly away.
"clank."
The sound of swords was ringing non-stop.
Taking this opportunity, Lin Ke bypassed Gu Yan and rushed towards the Black Centipede Demon Ghost.
"Where can I go, little Zangfeng?"
Gu Yan was afraid that Lin Ke would conquer the black centipede demon ghost first, so he used his deep vitality to forcibly suppress Bai Taijian and quickly chased after Lin Ke.
He suppressed the Taibai Sword with his left hand, formed a claw shape with his right hand, and roared loudly: "Xuanbing Longwang Jin."
The vitality condensed into a giant ice dragon more than ten meters long. It snaked its body and chased Lin Ke from behind.
In order to kill the variable Lin Ke as soon as possible, Gu Yan used all the Hinayana magic techniques. On the ground where the ice dragon soared, stone slabs shattered and opened, making a "crackling" sound.
As for the disciples of the Southern Sword Sect, dozens of them were thrown away by the shock. They were as fragile as scarecrows in front of the ice dragon.
"Old man Gu Yan, you have fallen into a trap!"
Lin Ke used a one-step technique to avoid the Ice Dragon King's energy, and his body shot up ten feet into the air, looking down as if he were the king of the world.
Then, the body turned back, holding Fang Tian's painted halberd with both hands, and the twenty-four body refining marks all over his body broke out one after another, bursting out with the power to split mountains and mountains, and slashed downwards at a faster speed, falling towards the ancient times.