The formation forced all the spiritual energy within a radius of thousands of miles here.

At this time, the Ghost King and Qingyun Mountain were completely integrated.

The power of the Zhuxian Sword is not only doubled, but is enhanced by ten times, thus increasing the strength of the Ghost King to a point where ghosts and gods are almost shocked.

Although weapons are of high or low level, the gap in strength is even greater.

Feeling the powerful pressure that made me almost unable to breathe...

Su Jing gritted his teeth and thought to himself that I cut off your Zhuxian with the Mowang Sword. I don’t believe that after the sword is broken, you can still control the formation.

Gathering Yu Xiao's twenty-successful efforts on his own, he pushed Qu Wuyi away with his other hand.

Inside his palm, there seemed to be a white lightning, like an unyielding thunder beast, roaring the most angry to the sky.

The great sword energy and the white thunder eyes will be in contact...

It must be a peerless blow that shocked the sky and shockingly shocking.

However……

Dongfang Bai suddenly shrank his pupils, rushed to Su Jing, shouting, "Master, be careful!!!"

He didn't care about his demon piano and reached out to snatch the Mo Wang sword in Su Jing's palm.

In an instant, the boundless aura of resentment instantly invaded the brain.

Mo Wang Jian was born specifically for Su Jing. The boundless resentment could not be used at all in front of Su Jing. However, even though Dongfang Bai was the supreme master of the Tao.

Mo Wang Jian still sucked tightly on his palm in an instant.

At first, Dongfang Bai was still holding the sword, but after a moment, Mo Wang Jian was already stuck with Dongfang Bai and kept absorbing his vitality.

But it was just a flash.

Dongfang's white face turned into extremely old age, and his hair was instantly white...

He screamed in pain, but his movements were not stopped at all.

Lift the sword hard and slash it.

There was no fancy, just relying on his own powerful remaining strength, Mo Wangjian's spirituality seemed to have noticed that Dongfang Bai was fighting for Su Jing, and the powerful vitality that had been absorbed was sent into his body.

"kill!!!"

Accompanied by a shrill roar, Dongfang Bai held on to the Mowang Sword and slashed fiercely with the Zhuxian Sword.

There was a soft sound.

The Zhuxian Sword was broken in response to the sound, and the half-cut blade fell directly to the ground...

However, the spiritual energy had no effect at all. The extremely powerful pressure was only activated by the sword. Although the sword was broken, the torrent of the spiritual energy was not weakened at all. It was like the Milky Way leaking into the sky, completely submerging Dongfangbai.

However, the true meaning of the blood-red thunder of Mo Wangjian also forcibly broke through the constraints of the torrent of the spiritual energy and directly hit the Ghost King's chest.

His chest immediately sank deeply.

The Ghost King vomited blood and retreated.

Compared to the Ghost King, Dongfang Bai was much more miserable. Under the torrent of spiritual energy, he was directly stirred up to a state of incomplete skin.

The Mo Wangjian, who forcibly took over Su Jing, had a sequelae at this time... Dongfangbai's face was extremely old, like an octogenarian who had been withered for many years.

He opened his mouth, and even lost a lot of teeth. He spoke in tears and said with hissing: "Master, go quickly, this Ghost King has the advantage of the territory. It is not good to fight him hard here... He led him out of Qingyun Mountain. Even if he had the Zhuxian Sword, he could not compete with his master's magic weapon!"

Jing Su looked at the Ghost King who had already fallen to the ground.

But he suddenly straightened his body, and his originally shriveled chest had recovered completely in just a few breaths...

His face was flushed, and he was obviously in serious injuries.

After taking the Mo Wang Jian handed back by Dongfang Bai, Su Jing looked at the Ghost King with a serious expression.

The trend of geographical advantage.

That's true...

The power of the Zhuxian Sword may be slightly better than that of the Ziying Sword and the Qingsuo Sword alone, and even better than the Qixi Sword...

But it is absolutely impossible to compare with the Mo Wang Sword in your hand.

However, the Zhuxian Sword finally occupied the advantage of the territory.

Unlike the combination of the two swords of Tianlei, which enters the flowing light at a speed, the Zhuxian Sword is to mobilize the spiritual energy of the entire Qingyun Mountain. If you cut it down with one sword, you will suppress the spiritual energy of a spiritual mountain... No matter how sharp your weapons are, how powerful your strength is.

Facing such a mighty power of heaven and earth, you have no way to resist it unless you have absolute strength to fight.

Just like just now, Dongfang Bai's strength was still better than him, and he was holding the Mowang Sword, but he was still severely injured by the Zhuxian Sword.

Even if I were myself, I might not be able to do better.

Seeing that the Ghost King was greatly affected by this sword.

A little thought appeared in his eyes and shouted, "Don't bother, go quickly, leave Qingyun Mountain first!!!"

After saying that, he slashed out with one sword, and blood thunder filled the surroundings... and directly dispersed all the fine sword energy around him.

Pull past the nearest maid.

The other hand was holding the almost disabled Dongfang Bai with his hand.

He shouted through the conversation of the telephone: "I already have a way to deal with the Ghost King, but now, I have to leave here first!"

After saying that.

Several people ran towards the bottom of the mountain in tacit understanding.

"Have you escaped...?"

The Ghost King twisted his neck, and a crisp sound of bones.

He showed a cold look on his face and sneered: "You just destroyed all the three righteous sects with one sword, but the four major sects of my Holy Sect are still kept intact. They are waiting for you at the foot of the mountain... Where are you going to escape? Today, you can't escape from my palm."

After saying that, he looked down at the broken Zhuxian Sword.

Carefully pick up the half blade and put it away.

Then, walk forward.

But he had just run a few steps...

A sudden white light flashed.

A pretty woman had already landed on the treetops on the high ground, and looked at the Ghost King with a serious look and said, "Don't chase after me!"

The Ghost King gritted his teeth and said angrily: "You are here to delay me again?"

The woman said lightly: "I just don't want you to repay your kindness and revenge. If you want to chase me, I will definitely make you pay the price."

Ghost King: “………………………………………………………………”

Su Jing and others had a very fast pace.

I flew past the way and soon arrived in a dense bamboo forest without a man.

Su Jing suddenly felt something, stopped and said, "The Ghost King didn't catch up... Stop for a moment."

As he said that, he looked at Dongfang Bai who was being held in his hand.

He was already angry at this time.

It seems that compared to being seriously injured by the Ghost King, the injuries suffered by the Mo Wang Jian were even worse...

Unexpectedly, after Mo Wangjian absorbed Blood Spring and Youquan, he had such power, and could even compete with Zhu Xian Sword, which had absorbed a whole Lingshan Mountain. Even though he was a little inferior, he was still honored even though he was defeated.

But I didn't expect that Mo Wangjian's repulsion function would be so terrible.

Looking at Dongfang Bai, he seemed to have run out of oil at this time.

Su Jing put him down.

A slightly solemn expression appeared on his face...

Dongfang Bai is just his tool, and this time he comes here, he also has the intention of using him as cannon fodder.

But now, he really can't do it.
Chapter completed!