The moment the words fell, Chang Xi's eyes had changed to silver cross stars.

The evil ghost king, who was no longer obsessed with the fat look, took a step forward with countless eyes under the arena, and his tall and burly figure blurred in vain. The heavy knife with a length and width of the door panel roared and burst out with a burst of exploding through the air.

Just as Duo Evil Ghost King rushed out in his footsteps, a wisp of unknown black aura began to appear on his subordinates under the ring. The black aura that spread out quickly condensed into the thickness of the hall pillar. After rushing straight into the sky, it poured back into Duo Evil Ghost King's heavenly spirit top.

Suddenly, the already burly and tall evil ghost king expanded several times, and his green face and fangs became even more ferocious. The blue veins on his skin, which were scalded red with boiling water, rolling and squirming like a dragon. The explosive force directly revitalized the surrounding air, making the ferocious force.

Nowadays, many evil ghost kings are his real attitude. His fat appearance has always been a disguise that he used to show weakness and survive.

"These many evil ghost kings can get into the position of Yin Zheng. No matter how lucky they are, they should be able to show off their skills. The method of plundering the Yin Qi on their subordinates is extremely vicious, and it has increased a lot for him, but these evil ghosts who have been plundered with Yin Qi are miserable."

Luofeng City has always been educated in moderation, and there are many people with vicious eyes in this downtown area. They can see through the tricks used by many evil ghost kings at a glance. But if they recognize it, the effect of this vicious method is absolutely not weak. They looked at the white-robed young man at the moment and looked more sympathetic than expected in their eyes, and obviously they did not like Chang Xi, who was only in the early stage of the God Transformation Realm.

The vague figure of the evil ghost king pulled out unreal afterimages, piercing hundreds of feet away on the ring. In the thunderous wind, the meteorite iron knife as big as a door panel appeared on the forehead of the young man in white robe as if it had emerged from the sky. There was a fierce momentum that split the young man who was ignorant in half.

"clang!"

The violent sound of metal and iron fighting resounded through the small half of Luofeng City. People with weak cultivation under the arena covered their ears in pain, and bright red bloodshots were overflowing from their fingers.

I saw a long sword that looked like ink floating above the young man's head, forcibly blocking the powerful and powerful attack of many evil ghost kings.

The evil ghost king still increased his strength in his hands, and greed appeared on his face. The black sword was not outstanding when he first met. It was not until now that he believed that this must be a flying sword that could also be ranked among the top ten among the top artifacts. You should know that the pounding knife in his hand, which is as wide as a door panel, is also at the level of a magical artifact, but he can't do anything to this sword. It can be imagined that this sword is far from comparable to an ordinary artifact.

He was so hot that he immediately wanted to remember the ruthless face again. Who knew that the black sword that was unstoppable had taken action by itself. The extremely sharp sword energy surged up like a wave of rivers. The sword energy above the arena seemed to flow eastward for a moment, causing many powerless evil ghost kings to retreat repeatedly.

Dongyou Jian was in a state of power and was unforgivable. He slashed the blade of the pounding knife with a ruthless sword, slashing out the gap the size of a soybean. Before many evil ghost kings felt sorry for the "treasure sword" in their hands. Dongyou Jian turned into the underworld, and the sword energy rolled into the dragon wall, wrapped around the back of his hand, and a scarlet blood mist suddenly burst out.

"Is this... sword-controlling technique?" Many experienced people shouted in the ring.

If using spiritual consciousness to control the sword is to enter the hall, then using spiritual consciousness to control the sword is enough to be called the ultimate realm. In the first step, the top sword cultivators can control the sword by the magical consciousness of the butterfly, and are known for their meticulousness and agility.

After reaching the second great realm, sword control not only focuses on the agile and sensational skills floating on the surface, but also aims directly at the origin of the sword, and integrates the sword control he has learned into the already mysterious and elusive sword control technique. Many sword cultivators can only get the shape and the intention of the sword control, and have to wander outside the sword control hall for life and cannot enter.

The captain of the guard who was waiting for the end of the battle, couldn't help but stretch his neck straight. He had the honor to see the newly ascended northern ghost emperor on Luofeng Mountain. He used his magical ideology to control swords with his divine thoughts to shock everyone. At that time, he was still hundreds of feet away from the northern ghost emperor, but he could still feel the unparalleled power from the sword-controlling technique.

Why does this young man have such a similar sword-controlling technique to that Ghost Emperor?

The evil ghost king did not have the leisure of everyone in the audience to think about what the true meaning of sword control was. The flesh and blood on his back was blocked by Yan Hui's sword energy, and he let go of the pounding knife in his hand, avoiding the re-slashing force of the cave sword. The spiritual power of his toes surged, and he shot on the hilt of the knife. The pounding knife as big as a door panel rushed towards the man in white robe who had not moved like a meteor.

Chang Xi's eyes shook slightly, and he raised his palm, his skin color from white to green jade and then dyed with a trace of light gold. He slapped the knife on the door panel with his palm, and a huge force erupted, and the fierce clothes-pounding knife rushed back like a ball.

The sword bell floating in the sea of ​​consciousness began to buzz. Chang Xi knew that he had not spent time to polish his divine consciousness strength after he advanced to the divine realm. At this moment, the high-intensity divine consciousness sword was on the verge of exhaustion, and Chang Xi summoned Dongyou without hesitation.

Many evil ghost kings are not good at getting out of the army, and their killing intentions are becoming stronger. Although he does not know the profound methods of using swords and swords, he also knows the principles of operation. He knows that this kid in the early stage of the God Transformation Realm will never be able to keep using swords and kill them. Then he doesn't say much, raise the sword and kill them again.

The evil ghost king who had the chance to fight closely without hesitation used his most familiar hob skills. Although this sword technique, which is quite famous in the world of human martial arts, is extremely difficult to deal with. Once it is approached, it is difficult to get rid of this kind of kraft sword technique. The evil ghost king who is well versed in the essence of hob skills has used this sword technique to cure countless pitiful people who don’t know the evil.

The evil ghost kings were wrapped in a fishy storm in the sky, and they were within three feet of Chang Xi's body. They stepped like thunder and raised a yellow sand light.

Chang Xi's speed of lifting the sword slowed down significantly. He glanced at the sandy yellow light that was easily overlooked without careful observation. It turned out that these evil ghost kings were still immersed in earth-based magic. At this moment, Chang Xi's body seemed to be suppressed by mountains. Whether it was the speed of spiritual power operation or the blood and energy in his body became much slower under this suppression force.

With a sword, he circumvented the sword's power, which was far less agile than before, and the hob slashed over Chang Xi's head again. Seeing that the little white face still remained unchanged, he immediately said sarcastically: "I really don't cry until I see the coffin. I will send you to reincarnate now!"

Seeing that the wide-length pounding knife of the door panel had approached the door, Chang Xi's silver cross star flashed with strange light, and his lips opened and closed slightly.

Except for the many evil ghost kings who were so close, no third person heard what he was saying.

The green-faced and fanged ghost king was puzzled for a moment. The little white-faced was saying please? What should I ask? But before he could think of the joint, he suddenly opened his eyes wide.

The earth-attributed spiritual power that should have been suppressed by this young man suddenly became out of control!
Chapter completed!