Chapter 763

Do your best and listen to destiny. I can only do so. Lu Xiaotian sighed to himself that he would never give up easily. Even if there was only a small part of the blood essence in the bat King's Fayi, Lu Xiaotian would not wait to die and escape until he couldn't escape!

Lu Xiaotian's body flashed in the faint red light. In a twinkling of an eye, they came out of the transmission array, and people had been several miles away.

However, just after Lu Xiaotian flew out of the sky for more than ten miles, he looked at his head in horror. He saw a large number of transparent sword Qi gathering in a huge light ball. The giant sword that seemed to float outside the sky seemed to break through the limit of distance. A sword from the empty sky came from outside the sky.

In an instant, the giant sword had flown over an unknown distance and came to Lu Xiaotian's eyes. Floating, free and easy sword intention, there is no murderous spirit, but in Lu Xiaotian's eyes, it is more terrible than anything.

Under the misty giant sword, Lu Xiaotian narrowed his eyes and squeezed his fist tightly. There was no way in front of him and a strong enemy behind him. I can't escape this time anyway. The misty sword fetus is still there.

"What a rich aura. I can't imagine that there is such a blessed place here. It's a pity that I'm a ghost family, otherwise it's a good choice to open a cave here." the ghost king Xuanyan came out of the transmission array, and Jie smiled strangely, "boy, I see where you can escape this time."

Lu Xiaotian snorted coldly. He was going to die under the misty sword fetus, but the mysterious nightmare ghost king may not be able to please. Even if the ethereal sword fetus didn't appear, he couldn't escape far. Now he just died a little earlier.

But just when Lu Xiaotian couldn't do anything about the ethereal sword tire cut to his face, the ethereal sword tire came quickly, but the sword tire without the slightest smell of fireworks stopped at this time.

Lu Xiaotian widened his eyes and couldn't believe what he saw. At the same time, he didn't understand why this scene happened.

However, after a short mistake in Hubei, Lu Xiaotian was ecstatic again. He didn't expect this kind of change. It was really unexpected. The ethereal flying sword in Dantian suddenly moved, which seemed to resonate with the ethereal sword embryo outside.

Is it because I also practiced the misty sword formula? Lu Xiaotian was worried for a while. In addition, there should be no other possibilities.

Lu Xiaotian was confused, and a cry came from behind, which was the name of the mysterious ghost king.

Lu Xiaotian looked around and saw that from the transmission array, not only the Xuanyan ghost king, but also the seven Yuan Ying friars who did not hurt the city also appeared one after another.

Lu Xiaotian sneered at these people, who were really greedy.

At this time, the misty sword tire was in the void, bypassed Lu Xiaotian, trembled in the air, but cut to the Xuanyan ghost King nearest to Lu Xiaotian.

"What the hell is this!" the ghost king of Xuanyan was surprised. The cloud turned over, and a big hand formed by the cloud dragged in the air and grabbed the ethereal sword tire in the air.

The misty sword embryo was like cutting tofu. It directly cut the big hand formed by the cloud into two halves. With little block, it cut it to the mysterious nightmare ghost king.

"Ghost Yao!" the Xuanyan ghost king, whose big hand was directly cut off, cried out in pain. Unexpectedly, he suffered a loss face to face. This situation was the first time he had met since he entered the later stage of the ghost king. Locked by the transparent giant sword, the ghost king of Xuanyan even felt unavoidable.

The Xuanyan ghost king, who was shocked and angry, shouted and offered his big killing move again, and the black ball rose from the rolling clouds.

The ethereal sword tire moved lightly and cut it down again. The Xuanyan ghost King drank loudly, and there was a dignified color in his green eyes. The black ball burst out a bunch of black light as black as ink in the air and hit the ethereal sword tire.

But the ethereal sword embryo was like the purest thing in the world, and the black beam could not be stained for more than half a minute. Cut like tofu.

More black light beams were emitted from the black ball like rain, which made the ghost king of Xuanyan unbelievable. The almost transparent and ethereal sword embryo was like entering the uninhabited land. Even if it was illuminated by his own ghost Yao, it was still spotless, pure and full of elegant beauty, but this beauty was not appreciated in the eyes of the ghost king of Xuanyan.

In the twinkling of an eye, the ethereal sword fetus had passed through the shadow of ghost Yao and directed at the Xuanyan ghost king. Cut lightly into the clouds.

The original change has not been very violent. The dark clouds of about MU size are like the waves of the angry sea, churning up unprecedentedly.

Although Lu Xiaotian was curious, he couldn't see the specific situation inside.

Before a moment, there was a scream in the cloud, and the cloud of about MU size exploded. Lu Xiaotian was impacted. His body was like a broken leaf, lifted up by the wind and rolled out. Lu Xiaotian vomited blood.

The dark clouds dispersed, and a ghost family with a face like a skeleton covered his chest and fled in panic. There was no previous arrogance or shoulder. He opened his mouth and swallowed the ghost Yao falling from the air. The speed was amazing, but he staggered to the transmission array again.

At this time, seven Yuan Ying friars of Cheng Dehui came out of the transmission array. They saw that the previously arrogant ghost clan had fled at this time. A sword scar on the chest of the ghost family was ferocious.

The crowd still didn't understand what was going on. Not far away, in the transparent mask, a huge sword, the smart sword body trembled slightly, divided into eight, and beheaded the seven Yuan Ying friars and the escaped Xuanyan ghost king.

When the ghost king Xuanyan saw the seven people, his green eyes were full of evil. The seven talents came out of the transmission array, and he turned and ran away. He just ran into the seven Yuan Ying friars. The strange giant sword behind him, but among all the things he had seen in his memory, it was unprecedented terrible.

The Xuanyan ghost King took advantage of the newly transmitted trace of the seven people startling their mouths and directly stretched out his hand to explore forward.

A fat middle-aged man in black was shocked and hurriedly offered a copper yellow ancient mace to fight the mysterious ghost king.

The ghost king of Xuanyan sneered. He couldn't deal with the strange giant sword. He couldn't pay for it. He was just a fat man in the early days of Yuanying. At this time, the distance between the two sides was very close, but a few feet. The Xuanyan ghost King opened his mouth, and his black tongue stretched out for a long time. He rolled it directly and wrapped the ancient mace.

The fat man in black was shocked and didn't have time to make any response. The dark shadow flashed in front of him. The ghost king of Xuanyan didn't give him another chance. He grabbed the fat man in black in vain and smashed one of the ethereal sword tires with his body.

When the fat man in black saw that the transparent giant sword was forcing his body, he was so frightened that the souls of the dead were afraid. With a loud cry, his palm pushed forward, and a small brown wooden shield changed from small to large, just in front.