Wow!
With a sword slash, Tang Fengyun's great head flew up violently, and then blood rose out like a gushing spring.
Another six-rank Xuan Immortal from the Hundred Ghost Sect died in the hands of Wen Qingye.
When the people of the Hundred Ghost Gate saw Tang Fengyun's tragic death, Xiao Li fled, and one by one they suddenly lost their masters, and their hearts panicked.
"Kill!
Kill!
Kill!
” When everyone in the Qianhua Night Army saw it, they were bold and bold, and they rushed over with Wen Qingye's footsteps.
The people of the Hundred Ghost Gate were like frightened birds at this moment, where could they stop the Qianhua Night Army, which was in full swing and like a wolf and a tiger, suddenly retreated towards the rear like a tide.
Wen Qingye naturally would not let go of this great opportunity, and with a wave of his arm, countless swords suddenly split.
The Hundred Ghost Gate saw that the whole body was covered in blood, like Wen Qingye when the killing god came, and the power of the sword devoured the sky and the earth, and they were already frightened one by one.
The blood instantly stained the entire city, but this time, most of the blood belonged to the people of the Hundred Ghost Sect.
"You dare!"
Just as Wen Qingye rushed forward again, a huge palm print blasted down from the sky and slapped towards Wen Qingye's Heavenly Spirit Gai.
At this moment, Wen Qingye was rushing forward, suddenly a spirit, and his footsteps fell quickly towards the back.
Bang!
I saw that the huge handprint slapped heavily on the ground, and I saw a huge palm print appear on the ground, and the dust that exploded flew up, and dozens of feet of yellow smoke rose in an instant.
Everyone was startled, and looked towards the city in the distance, only to see an old man in black walking slowly towards this side.
It was Qin Chengrong, the master of the Hundred Ghost Sect!
"Wen Qingye, your strength has really improved a lot" Qin Chengrong jumped from behind the people of the Hundred Ghost Sect and landed directly not far from Wen Qingye, looking at Wen Qingye in front of him with deep eyes.
"The master of the door is coming, the master of the door is coming" "Great, the door master has broken through the eight-rank Xuan Immortal, killing this Wen Qingye is just a piece of cake?"
When the people in the Hundred Ghost Sect saw Qin Chengrong, they all seemed to have seen the dawn of hope, their faces were excited and ecstatic.
Wen Qingye inserted the Yinian Sword directly behind his back, held the Immortal Sword in his left hand, looked at Qin Chengrong in front of him calmly, and sneered: "Old ghost, you finally came out" In the Feng Shui Garden, Wen Qingye still remembers Qin Chengrong's sudden move, and he was almost forced to use his incarnation to escape, losing the opportunity of the Cave Spirit True Heaven.
The grudge between the two is also quite deep, this Qin Chengrong, he will kill today!
Qin Chengrong looked at Wen Qingye expressionlessly, and said: "Now there is no waiter behind your back to support you, you are just a waste given up by the waiter, today I will knock out your bones one by one, let you know the cruelty of this fairy world" Wen Qingye smiled and said, "The cruelty of the fairy world?
I know more than you do."
With Wen Qingye's cultivation of the Seventh-Rank Xuan Immortal now, even if Qin Chengrong reached the Eight-Rank Earth Immortal, if he wanted to kill him, it was just a matter of a few moves.
"Rampant!"
Qin Chengrong shouted violently, and then the furious true qi rolled in, and the void around the entire sky seemed to tremble.
Countless black mystical patterns writhed like wild snakes.
Then, the sky behind Qin Chengrong was spread by a black airflow, filling the entire sky at once, and the sky and the earth became dark.
From the dark black air, a huge black ghost seemed to appear, with a hideous and terrifying face.
Whoa!
Everyone felt a trace of extreme terror from the ghost figure in the black air current, Gu is face was pale and cold, and his footsteps moved towards the rear.
"Ghost of the Silver Moon!
Eight Hands!
” Qin Chengrong's lips opened, and his cold and ruthless voice was like a sharp sword, and then the eyes of the ghost shadow above the sky became bright as blood, and the hideous huge mouth opened.
Then Qin Chengrong palmed his hand, and from that black palm, a layer of air like a mountain surged, and then the sky suddenly made a rumbling sound, as if a crack was revealed from the sky, and a huge ghost hand grabbed towards Wen Qingye.
Rumble!
Rumble!
Rumble!
Rumble!
The air was pressed by the black air current, and it made a roaring sound of air explosion.
Wen Qingye stood below, looking at the mountain-like ghost hand in the sky, in front of the huge ghost hand, he seemed extremely small at this moment, even a little insignificant.
"Is this the strength of the Eight Rank Xuan Immortals?
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It's horrible."
Whether it was the masters of the Hundred Ghost Sect or the masters of the Qianhua Night Army, they all gasped and looked at the huge ghost hand in shock.
The people present were trembling in their hearts, the hearts of the people of the Hundred Ghost Sect were ecstatic, and the Qianhua Night Army was the opposite, under such a domineering power, they had no doubt that Wen Qingye would be directly crushed into powder under the hands of that ghost.
Everyone looked at Wen Qingye, but to their disappointment, Wen Qingye's expression did not change much.
Buzzing!
Buzzing!
The Zhuxian Sword suddenly let out a series of soft groans, as if it had turned into tangible sound waves and surged away into the distance.
Wow!
Suddenly, Wen Qingye stomped on the sole of his sword in his left hand, directly stepping on the surrounding air, and then rushed towards the huge ghost hand.
Immediately after, from the top of the Immortal Sword, an extremely dazzling light shone out, and the light was extremely aggressive, and everyone present couldn't help but close their eyes.
"The third sword of the Three Absolute Sword Style!
Ten Thousand Swords Return!
” Wen Qingye's eyes narrowed slightly, and with a stroke of his left hand, he suddenly swallowed out a sword light that tore through the sky from the blade of the Zhuxian Sword.
The sword had a thunderous momentum, and the speed was extremely fast, but it collided with the ghost hand in an instant.
The moment the two collided, it was like two meteorites colliding together.
Boom!
Time seemed to freeze, and the heavens and the earth instantly fell silent.
But only a moment later, a piercing roar blasted through the sky, and then a tidal wave of air spread wildly towards the surroundings with the center of the collision.
Rumble!
Rumble!
Rumble!
I saw that under Wen Qingye's feet, cracks as thick as giant trees spread into the distance, and the black air currents that spread across the sky also rolled away, revealing a clear sky.
Wow!
I saw that Qin Chengrong, the master of the Hundred Ghost Gate, had a body as if he had been electrocuted, his face was pale like a piece of paper, suspended in the sky and crumbling, and finally he couldn't hold back anymore, and a mouthful of blood arrow sprayed away directly.
I saw that the red blood fell on the weeds on the ground, and the weeds withered and died in an instant.
At this moment, the internal organs in his body were completely shattered, and as long as he touched it lightly, all the livers in his body seemed to be able to turn into pieces.