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Chapter 021 The Oriole Is Behind

[Today I am on the list, I hope all brothers can log in, make some recommendations, collect them, and drift thank you.]

Yan Fusheng's sword is too fast and too sharp.

Although there were hundreds of people in front of him, none of these people reached the ninth level of Qitian, all of them were within the sixth level of Qitian to the eighth level. Even if there were nineth level of Qitian, they would definitely not be Yan Fusheng's opponent. Even Scar was killed in just one moment.

Once strength reaches a certain level, it can no longer be easily compensated by quantity.

With Yan Fusheng's own strong soul power, far exceeding the soul will of others, he is invincible at the Qitian level. No one in the audience can compete with him head-on.

Brush!!

Sword lights draw a brilliant trajectory between the sky and the earth. Accompanied by the sword light, blood flowers continue to bloom in the air, blooming with the splendor of death.

His sword was so fast that it could not be captured with the naked eye. It was so fast that almost no master in the martial arts world could withstand even one move. A strong man who was known as a master in the world fell down one after another under the sword like mowing grass. In just a few breaths, hundreds of masters died under the sword.

Every time I take action, there is only the simplest move - thorn!!

The thorny one cannot stop it.

If the speed is as fast as an amazing level, the destructive power will definitely be terrifying. Any sword that can directly give a fatal blow from a position where others cannot defend themselves.

"No, how could his sword technique be so terrifying? Isn't he a wandering soul? How could he be so powerful?"

"No, run quickly, Yan Fusheng is the King of Hell who kills people without blinking. He is indeed not an ordinary wandering soul. Even if he turns into a ghost, he is still so terrifying. What a fast sword, I have never seen such a terrifying fast sword."

"I don't want all gold, silver and treasures. Let me go, I will leave the Tianqing Ghost Realm now and will never come back."

Puff puff puff!!

Every time Yan Fusheng swung his sword, he would take away a life. In a blink of an eye, the breath of death completely enveloped the entire battlefield. Some people turned around and ran away, but more of them fell into madness, wielding the weapons in their hands, slashing fiercely towards him without any worries.

I want to exchange my life for my life and my injuries for my injuries.

But Yan Fusheng is not only fast in swords, but after becoming Wandering Soul, his body is no slower than the sword in his hand in speed, and his eyes are even sharper. Often, countless swords are slashed down, and his feet are just slightly wrong. One side of his body directly passes through countless swords.

"No, how could a wandering soul be so powerful? I don't believe it, let me destroy you."

Lin Shuao witnessed the figures like straw, constantly killing on the spot, with fear on his face, but immediately, his eyes became even more crazy, and he suddenly took out a red talisman from his body. There seemed to be a strange light flashing on the talisman. Holding the talisman, the panic on his face was swept away, as if he had suddenly had infinite confidence, and shouted angrily: "Fortunately, before I came out, I bought this talisman from outside with all my money. Let's see how you are just wandering souls, how to resist, go to die."

A powerful innate true energy was directly infused into the talisman.

brush!!

After the talisman was activated by the true energy, it immediately burst out with a bright red light, burned itself, and turned into a flame the size of a human head. In the flame, it emitted violent power.

As soon as it condensed, a brilliant track was drawn in the air and directly bombarded Yan Fusheng with a domineering force.

The power contained in the flames has begun to vaguely surpass the Qitian level.

"Flame Talisman?"

Yan Fusheng looked up at the flames that were bombarding him directly, and a sneer appeared in his eyes, saying, "Just relying on this flame talisman, I want to stop me, it's just a dream."

Without thinking, I thought about it, and the Netherworld Talisman in my body burst out with a unique force and instantly poured into my left hand. The left hand turned black on the spot.

He waved his hand at Lieyan.

Click!!

A yin and cold force burst out from his hand. I saw a black claw breaking through his body. The claws emitted a metallic luster, emitting an unspeakable yin and cold aura, like a hideous ghost claw. In the ghost claws, sharp ghost cries were heard. One claw blasted out, naturally revealing the charm of ghostly cold.

The ghost claws blasted directly at the flames.

Rumble!!

The ghost claws were pinched on the flames, trying to crush the flames, but when the flames touched the ghost claws, the violent force contained in them exploded on the spot, and the flames exploded with a loud bang. A huge roar, and the powerful destructive power directly crushed dozens of people around the rivers and lakes. The bodies were burned into coke by the flames.

"court death!!"

With one blow, Yan Fusheng's entire body turned into a phantom, suddenly crossing the boundary of heaven and earth, and stabbed Lin Shuao straight into Lin Shuao's heart with a sword.

"Young Master."

When the remaining soldiers of the tribe witnessed it, they couldn't help but let out a roar of shock and anger, and they all went crazy on the spot.

"Hmph, this is the price you have to pay for greed. Today, no one can leave alive." Yan Fusheng was not afraid, and waved the sword in his hand, and the shrill screams almost broke through the sky.

clang!!

In just a moment, Yan Fusheng stepped on the ground that had been stained with blood. The sword in his hand turned into a stream of light and fell into the scabbard. Looking around, hundreds of outsiders were lying on the ground. Each of them had only a wound on their body and was killed with one blow. Hundreds of masters in the martial arts world did not cause any damage to him at all.

"The temptation of wealth in Iron Niu City is too great. However, this time I will kill the chicken and show the monkey to see who dares to easily enter the ghost realm. Anyone who is greedy for wealth must carefully consider whether he has the fate to come in and whether he can really have the fate to leave." Yan Fusheng looked around, and there was no joy or surprise at the killing just now.

Although he transformed into a ghost and was no longer a human body, his strength not only did not decrease at all compared to his life. Instead, after forging a ladder, his grasp of his own soul power, the amount of soul power he could accommodate in his body, and the few magical powers he practiced directly made his own strength become stronger than he did in his life.

It can be said that with his current combat power, even a cultivator of the Koutian level may not be able to fight.

His foundation, under the tempering of Black Stone, was almost unimaginably solid.

"Tsk tsk, what a powerful wandering soul. I didn't expect that as soon as the Tianqing Ghost Realm was formed, a strong man like you could be born, and he was also wise. He was simply the king of wandering souls. It seems that God knew that I wanted to refine the Nine Yin Ghost Evil Banner. God wanted to give me a wandering soul king. If you treat you as the main soul in my treasure banner, it would definitely make my treasure banner powerful. Bond me!!"

At this moment, the ghost fog around him rolled violently. A middle-aged man in blue suddenly appeared on a hill next to him, making a strange scream of excitement. He ignored the corpses lying on the ground, and stared at Yan Fusheng with his eyes shining. Looking at this person, it was not Ye Ling who was in the town before or who was.

Today he has been following Lin Shuao and others and entering the ghost realm. He originally planned to go to various cities to find military souls and collect military souls to condense his own demon banner. However, before he could set off, he was immediately attracted by the fight here. He was overjoyed when he saw it. He didn't expect that he would encounter a sensible wandering soul here. Such a wandering soul is simply a genius among the ghost clan. He has the potential to become a ghost king.

Especially after hearing that the famous lord of Iron Niucheng in front of him developed a strong desire to possessiveness in his heart. He wanted to seize this wandering soul.

After watching Yan Fusheng's battle, he became more confident in suppressing him. He did not think that a wandering soul who was only at the ninth level of the begging for the sky could withstand a powerful man of the second level of the begging for the sky.

Seeing that the battle ahead was over, I didn't think about it, and I pinched the trick in my hand and let out a strange cry.

As the seal in his hand was squeezing, a strange wind suddenly rose from the ground and turned into an invisible force, quickly bound Yan Fusheng's entire body out of thin air.

Wind binding technique!!

If you want to be entangled, even a powerful man at the Koutian level may not be able to break free.

"Someone is attacking. Not an ordinary person."

The moment Yan Fusheng heard the sound, he clearly felt that behind him, an invisible force was quickly entangling. Almost without thinking, a black ghost claw brought out an endless sharp edge, and he ripped it hard towards the force.

Rumble!!

The ghost claw collided with the invisible wind, and the two trembled violently, and the ghost claw disintegrated in the collision, and the invisible wind also weakened to the extreme.

Click!!

The sword behind him was unsheathed, and a dazzling sword mark was drawn in the air, and then it slashed on the wind, and the sword light instantly shattered it. The steps under his feet were wrong, and his whole body turned around. His eyes were cold and he glanced at the opposite side.

"Monk!!"

Yan Fusheng's pupils contracted violently, and he felt a breath that was completely different from that of the people in the world in the world. In him, a strange power was faintly revealed, which was stronger and purer than ordinary true energy. Similarly, in him, he felt an inexplicable threat.

"Tsk tsk, you are worthy of being the lord of Tieniu City, it is indeed unusual. I didn't expect that you would awaken your mind when you wander in your soul. However, although you awaken your mind and have good combat power, ordinary people in the world are not your opponent at all. But if you want to deal with me, you are afraid that some of your strength will be invincible."

Ye Ling's eyes emitted a strange light, and he smiled strangely: "Are you surrendering yourself, or let me suppress you personally and refine it into the treasure banner."

In one sentence, it showed endless confidence. It seemed that the whole thing was completely in his hands.

"You want to accept me."

Yan Fusheng's heart became colder and he said slowly.

"Not only do you want to accept you, the countless ghosts in this ghost realm are all my prey." Ye Ling said without hesitation.
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