The bottleneck that locked the way forward was already broken into cracks in the repeated confrontations of death.

He is walking out of his swordsmanship.

Without the power of the sword jade, this process may have lasted for many years. After countless life and death tangles, we can understand the true meaning of the sword technique, but now, countless battles have been condensed into four hours of endless death.

Every death represents a mistake.

The next time you resurrection, this mistake will be compensated and improved until it is pushed into the most perfect state.

"Swish"

The mountain ghost once again reached the end of the bloody road, and behind him, he brought sword shadows to fly. Each shadow was using a sword move, just like many mountain ghosts attacking at the same time.

The old Taoist Chengying handed out a sword.

There are also sword shadows flying behind us.

There were only two people fighting against each other, but they seemed to have a huge momentum of troops.

The sword shadow of the mountain ghost and the sword shadow of the old Taoist were all used to use the Chengying Blade, and the soul was cut off with one sword. In just an instant, groups of shadows were wiped away.

The old Taoist sneered, Chengying threw out a cold light and pierced the mountain ghost in front of him with a sword.

But as the sword shadow dissipated, there was nothing in front of him.

wrong!

Where is the original body of the mountain ghost?

As soon as the thought arose, a sword from Jinghong came beside him, and the death pierced him.

The sword wind blows, and the old Taoist hair and beards fly everywhere.

The sword light flew like lightning, just towards the old Taoist neck.

Under the sword light, there was a light of victory in the mountain ghost's eyes.

"Buzz"

The cold moon regenerates.

The sword blade has pressed against the old Taoist neck.

But the Yueque Immortal Sword was forced out again, and when the moonlight arrived, everything disappeared.

Yueque's sword intent dissipated in the next moment.

The old Taoist Chengying's neck was pierced three points, only a few inches away, and his spine was about to be broken.

In the middle of the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood, the mountain ghost holding the shadow is resurrected again.

Without saying a word, attack again.

There is not much time left.

This decisive battle will also come to its end.

The threat of mountain ghosts is increasing rapidly.

The old Taoist Chengying, facing the immortal swordsman in front of him, his despair became more and more cautious. He had to use the Yueque Immortal Sword again and again to suppress the mountain ghosts who were constantly attacking.

But Yueque Immortal Sword is the highest sword technique of the Immortal Sect, which emphasizes intention rather than form.

In other words, the sword move of the old Taoist Chengying has actually been broken by the mountain ghost.

At this time, it was using this sword intent to bully the mountain ghost, just like Shen Qiu bullying Qingqing with the sword intent.

This is its last resort.

"It's just that the sword intent is missing."

Chen Qiu could see clearly that the soul of the old Taoist Chengying was a remnant soul, and all kinds of methods could not be used.

When he touched the Chengying Sword, the old Taoist phantom he summoned should be the soul phantom in front of him.

Judging from its posture, compared with the thousand-year-old ghosts like Dongling Immortal Lord, both the strength of the soul and the means used are much worse. They should not be a person from a thousand years ago.

Recalling the story of the mountain ghost picking up Chengying, this old Taoist is likely to be the head of the Taihang Immortal Sect when it was destroyed.

This is also a cultivator in the Dharma-Ending Age.

Chen Qiu looked at the hourglass beside the platform, and only the last layer of quicksand was left. The limit of four hours was almost here, and the mountain ghost had already obtained a breakthrough in swordsmanship.

This dream duel has achieved its goal.

Things like martial arts are too vague and hard to find.

I also borrowed the power of the sword and jade to obtain the true meaning from the Shaking Light Sword, but this kind of cheating method cannot be copied from the mountain ghost.

"The old evil spirit, using the sword intent to bully people, my brother has actually won."

The sound of Chen Qiu sounded in the hearts of the mountain ghosts.

He said:

"Time is coming soon, are you going to continue fighting?"

"war!"

The voice of the mountain ghost was hoarse, and amid the long smile, it brought a trembling spirit.

"Look at me, let me take a sword for my brother and kill it!"

Just like countless times before, in the long laughter, Gongsun Yu's figure rose up in the air. Among the corpses everywhere, sword shadows flew, and he attacked Chengying's old Taoist again.

"kill!"

A roar burst out from under the mountain ghost mask, and a dazzling light burst out from the eyes that had experienced death.

This is the real him.

Under the cold appearance, it is a soul that never fears fighting. The outer stone coat has been stripped away after deaths every time, and the peerless uncensored jade also emerges from the deep mountains.

He likes this feeling, the feeling of wandering in life and death.

"Bang"

Something seems to be broken.

Chen Qiu could even hear the clear sound, like a wall full of cracks. After countless hits, it finally turned into a residue.

And behind the wall, in the smoke and dust, the mountain ghost stood with a sword.

He was covered in blood and his waist was straight.

It's like rebirthing from the fire, extremely dazzling.

In front of him, at the top of the sea of ​​blood, in the gaze of countless skulls with dim eyes, and under the witness of countless bloody shadows inserted into the ground.

The Chengying Sword in the Shan Gui's hand pressed against the old Taoist Chengying's neck.

This time, before Yueque's sword intent was unfolded, it was broken by the mountain ghost.

He really has no sword intent yet.

But that's OK.

Just draw the sword fast enough.

Before that cold moon shines on the moonlight, you can end the battle by drawing the sword faster than the light.

The old Taoist Chengying's face was full of shock.

It has never encountered such a swordsman in its life.

The sword of the mountain ghost just now was as fast as light.

It lost.

Lost completely.

"Swish"

Shangui raised his wrist and held Chengying upside down. He took a step back and did not cut off the sword. He did not take away all the exquisite martial arts of this old Taoist as Chen Qiu said.

He has broken through the bottleneck.

There is no need for a loser's martial arts.

The Chengying Sword in the hand of the mountain ghost was beating more and more violently. The former Chengying Sword Master was defeated. Today, we should look for another sword holder, and it is calling to the mountain ghost.

At this moment, thousands of illusions of Chengying inserted into the ground on the platform were all broken at this moment.

The arrogant sword finally stretched out his hands to the cold mountain ghost and sent out an invitation.

But the mountain ghost ignored it.

Just pretend that it is not aware of it.

He raised his head and said to the cold reflection of the starry sky above his head:

"Send me back."
Chapter completed!