V2.Chapter 192

With Li Fan as the center, Xuanyuan sword spreads countless illusory sword shadows with light.

It is said that it is a sword that breaks the sky, but the Xuanyuan sword is like sending out countless illusory small sword blades, attacking ghosts in all directions.

In the space, there is a faint cold breath. Countless ghosts have not yet reflected. The sword spirit of Xuanyuan sword is close at hand. The dense sword spirit in all directions blocks all the spaces around.

Just for a moment, countless ghosts howled through the air. The space seems to be suddenly static, and then suddenly speed up the operation. Countless broken souls float in the air. The fragmented ghost spirit can recover slowly even if its soul is not destroyed, but under the power of Xuanyuan sword to kill gods and ghosts, the whole soul will dissipate gradually, just like a burnt out lamp.

Almost in an instant, the ghosts in the whole space have suffered heavy casualties. Except for a few thousand year old ghosts, the rest of them have disappeared into the invisible.

As for those thousand year old spirits, only one of them is intact, and the rest of them are fading away. In this way, it will not be long before the countless ghosts summoned by Ying Zheng will disappear completely.

After Li fan used this sword, his face was pale. Consume too much divine sense to cooperate with the divine sense extracted by Xuanyuan sword. Even Li Fan, who was born with divine knowledge, was shocked.

The sword of breaking the sky is a way to conquer ghosts. But if you want to exert the power of the sword, the more divine knowledge Xuanyuan sword draws, the stronger the power it can exert.

Li Fan let go of the confinement of divine consciousness, let Xuanyuan sword wantonly extract, just this sword. The sea of one's own divine knowledge is that one's divine knowledge is less than seven or eight. We can see the power of this sword.

Ying Zheng, who lives outside the storm of Li Fan's sword, is also very frightened at the moment. Originally, I thought Li Fan was just gifted, but his own strength was extremely limited. But just now, Ying Zheng asked himself that he was not sure to take the sword. But looking at Li Fan's appearance, it's obvious that he can't use such a powerful attack again.

With the sound of "Dang", the sword of King Qin in Ying Zheng's hand and Huineng's Zen stick were heavily knocked together, which broke out a group of sparks.

Ying zhenglue took a half step and took a deep breath. If you know that, you will be able to win Huineng, and your spiritual power will be consumed by Huineng. It will take a lot of effort to deal with this cultivator.

At this point, Ying Zheng's sword of the king of Qin was heavily inserted into the ground, his hands suddenly closed, and he sang an obscure tone from his mouth.

With Ying Zheng's incantation spitting out, a faint light slowly lit up in the space, and then slowly lit up. Like a bright pearl in the night, it shines in people's eyes.

Huineng was surprised to see that Ying Zheng was exerting his technique at this time, but she didn't hinder her movement at all. She came forward with a Zen wand in her hand and dashed it across Ying Zheng's waist.

The sword of the king of Qin suddenly rose. Without Ying Zheng's grasp, it was at the moment of no time to send it that it blocked Huineng's attack. The whole body of the sword danced like a spirit snake, making a rustling sound.

"Sword spirit?" Huineng frowned a little. Ying Zheng was already using his technique. He could not be distracted to read the sword. The sword of the king of Qin has already given birth to a sword spirit, but I don't know the degree of the sword spirit.

Ying Zheng's body floated back, and he kept practicing in his mouth. However, the king of Qin's sword was flying up and down, and he was the first to attack Huineng.

With the attack of the king of Qin's sword, Ying Zheng's speed of holding the curse was also speeded up abruptly. A series of almost non-stop obscure tones gushed out of Ying Zheng's mouth. In the middle of the sky, one by one light gradually emerged.

Huineng can't help but feel remorse. Just now Ying Zheng was fighting with him. It was useless. He was just testing himself. If you really fight close to each other, I'm afraid the king of Qin's sword, which gives birth to sword spirit, will be enough to deal with you.

However, Ying Zheng's skill at this moment is obviously that he can't quickly avoid the sword of the king of Qin and attack Ying Zheng. If it goes on like this, I'm afraid I'm going to have to eat Ying Zheng's skill.

The battle between Ying Zheng and Huineng has entered a white hot stage, but the battle between the main material practitioners and ghosts is coming to an end. Because of the outbreak of Li Fan, only a few thousand year old ghosts are left under the siege of many practitioners. Looking at the model, I'm afraid that in a short time, these thousand year old ghosts will also disappear.

"Yang Qinghua, buy me some time." Wuqishan heavy a crutch, looking at Yang Qinghua said.

Although they haven't joined hands for decades, the tacit understanding in their youth is still fully displayed. The moment Yang Qinghua hears Wu Qishan's words, he has no reservation. His hands suddenly surge, and his spiritual power is surging. With a low drink, several colors suddenly appear in his hands. As Yang Qinghua's hands continue to play, several colors shine directly on the ground beside several ghosts.

With a roar, Yang Qinghua made a variety of complicated and mysterious gestures in the air. With the murmur of his mouth, the lights that had originally shot into the side of the ghosts suddenly rose from the ground, just like a cage. Several ghosts were imprisoned in them in an instant.

These ghosts have been practicing for thousands of years. Seeing this situation, they let out a roar and clapped their hands heavily on the glory around them.

In the roar, the whole colorful cage was shaking violently. Yang Qinghua's body was also shaking suddenly. He only felt a breath on his chest, and his face was suddenly pale.

"Hurry up, wulaoguai." Yang Qinghua said anxiously.

These thousand year old ghosts are fundamentally different from the ghosts who have been practicing for thousands of years in the material world. Even in Yang Qinghua's heyday, their actual strength is only five to five. Although there are injuries on these ghosts at the moment, they can't imprison their movements by themselves.

"Soon, what's the hurry." Wu Qishan snorted coldly. Although he said that, his figure flashed to Yang Qinghua's side, and there was a thick blue light on his crutch. He drew a strange route in the mid air and stabbed a ghost in the colorful cage.

Several ghosts were originally in the five elements forbidden technique set by Yang Qinghua. They could not move easily. They saw the stick of wuqishan stabbing. The ghost in front of him didn't even think about it. He reached out to meet it. It seems that I don't care about the blue light on the crutch.

Hissing and cheering, a thick black smoke in the ghost's palm touched the crutch of the moment, transpiration, accompanied by a ghost straight into the mind of the shrill scream.

It's just a contact, but the cyan light has already melted most of the hands of the ghost spirit, and the rest of it stabs directly into the ghost spirit's chest.

Ghost Spirit sent out a burst of shrill howl, countless black smoke billowed out from the wound. Let the ghost spirit heavy two hands hit on the crutch, but again issued a fierce howl.

"Wu laoguai, what kind of means is this?" When Yang Qinghua saw the end of the ghost, he was shocked and asked.

"When you treat me as wuqishan for so many years, I just can't live a decadent life." Wu Qishan looked at Yang Qinghua coldly, "this technique is a special technique for ghosts, but it has been improved by me."

"Hum." Yang Qinghua squinted and looked at it carefully, and laughed“ What can be improved is just the crutches, which have some tricks. "

Although they said so, the crutches of wuqishan had a strong restraining effect on the ghost spirit. As the black smoke of the ghost's wound gradually weakened, the ghost's body was gradually blurred. In the end, it was just like illusion.

See two people talking and laughing is cut off a ghost spirit, the other ghost spirit is also turn head glaring, eyes is a touch of horror.

"Do it." Seeing that his attack was effective, Wu Qishan said coldly and pointed his crutch to another ghost.

In the colorful cage, one ghost is missing, which makes the space for other ghosts to move wider. This attack took a lot of effort, and people just thrust their crutches into the ghost's body.

So down, but just a few minutes, this colorful cage, it is only left with a burly body, face with a touch of indifferent ghost.

This ghost spirit can survive to the end, which is enough to show its strength. Although it was injured by Li Fan's sword, its body shape didn't change much for such a long time. Obviously, the strength of this ghost spirit has far exceeded that of other ghosts.

It's just a few people about to start. The spiritual power in the whole space has suddenly changed.

Just like a storm, the spiritual power in the whole space seems to have lost its gentle flexibility and turned into a violent abnormality. Even the spiritual power in the human body has been aroused by this change. He seemed ready to move. It's like the counter current of spiritual power.

Shocked by the change, they turned their heads and looked at the center of the storm.

This is where Ying Zheng and monk Huineng fight each other. And in the sky where they fight, there are seven bright stars rising. Just like the Big Dipper in the dark, hanging in the air. And around the seven stars, countless eddies flash and disappear. Suddenly a tornado like storm rose. Countless spiritual power, in this vortex, into the seven stars.

"What kind of technique is this?" Yang Qinghua felt a chill rising from the bottom of his heart.

"The Big Dipper?" Wu Qishan also looked at the seven stars, and said in horror, "this technique has never been heard of."

Although they didn't know the magic, Huineng, who was standing with Ying Zheng, had heard something about it.

The Big Dipper is dead.

This may not be a standard attack method, but it is more terrifying than the most powerful attack method at some times.

However, let Huineng doubt that it's not the horror of this method, but from the current situation, Ying Zheng can cast a method that causes great harm to himself completely by time, but Ying Zheng chooses this method, but it's something that he can't understand.

This is because the Big Dipper is not an attack technique, but a gamble similar to Russian roulette. After the Big Dipper has gathered all the strength around, the seven stars will light up one by one, and then gradually dim, and the seven stars will light up one by one. If the final light stays on the top of the Big Dipper. That will help the caster to achieve a given purpose. In the cultivation world, when two people fight for life and death, it never appears. More often, it is someone with a special purpose who uses it. However, in the whole history, although the Big Dipper has a special effect, it has never heard of a successful case. Now Ying Zheng is exerting such a skill with great effort. What's the purpose.