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Chapter 678 I Can Still

Zhishan Zhenren observed the battle situation. The ghosts and demons fought against the three masters of the Longhu Mountain Prison Hall with one force. Yue Qiang also dealt with the two people in the Prison Hall. Ge Yu dealt with one, and only Yue Qiang can compete evenly.

, it is only a matter of time before the rest of the opponents lose.

Without a moment, Zhishan Zhenren made a judgment and went to siege Yue Qiang, which was the key to winning the battle.

These people must be brought down, otherwise they will definitely not give up, and it will be very troublesome to get entangled.

After thinking for a while, Zhishan Zhenren picked up the sword and headed towards Yue Qiang.

Let’s look at Ge Yu’s fight with Zhiyan Zhenren has reached a white-hot stage. After Ge Yu used the power of essence and blood, his strength increased sharply, but after fighting Zhiyan Zhenren with such a high intensity,

The backlash power that used essence and blood had begun to appear.

At this moment, Ge Yu had to use Maoshan soul division technique again. His body fainted slightly, and his two soul divisions suddenly pulled out, divided into three directions with his body, and once again besieged to the Lord Yan.

Zhiyan Zhenren was angry with Ge Yu. The whisk in his hand had already dropped on the ground at some point, so he forced him to pull out the long sword behind him and calmly respond to the enemy.

The more Zhiyan Zhenren fought, the more shocked he became. He had a hundred years of cultivation, and Ge Yu was only in his early twenties. Even if he was the Genguqi family, no matter how powerful he was, he would not be so powerful.

If this kid is given several years, it will definitely be immeasurable on the path of cultivation.

Zhiyan Zhenren and Ge Yu's master were old friends. They knew that Zhenren Chenyuan had a high level of cultivation and he was not his opponent, but this disciple was too powerful.

The twenty years when Chenyuan Zhenren disappeared were to teach this disciple's skills and allow Chenyuan Zhenren to spend twenty years of hard work to cultivate this disciple. There is a reason.

This kid is such a genius of cultivation!

Zhiyan Zhenren sighed in his heart that the sword moves in his hand became more and more fierce, but Ge Yu's two souls were also very powerful, and he still could not break through Ge Yu's encirclement for a while.

After dozens of moves like this, Zhiyan Zhenren was also a little annoyed. He sucked Lengzi, threw out a dragon and tiger mountain Tianshi Talisman, and hit Ge Yu's soul splitting, forcing the soul splitting towards the soul splitting towards

He moved a few meters away, then he flashed into an inch and flashed to a place more than ten meters away.

Next, Zhiyan Zhen recites the magic formula: "Xuanling's appearance will always protect immortality, Taixuan Sanyi, guard its true form, the Five Internal Gods, and each one will ensure peace and peace!"

The spell stopped, but saw a faint golden light lingering on the body of the Zhiyan Zhenren. Invisibly, his body looked much taller. The Taoist robe blew without wind, making a sound of rushing.

The sword in his hand was also dazzling and murderous.

Just as Zhiyan Zhenren activated the spell, Ge Yu rushed towards Zhiyan Zhenren with two souls.

At first, Zhiyan Zhenren thought that even if Ge Yu used the power of essence and blood, he would only have thirty or fifty moves with him. However, Ge Yu was indeed becoming more and more fierce as he fought, and he risked his soul to scatter.

Maoshan divides soul technique.

Even with the cultivation of Zhenren Yan, even if his soul is as long as Ge Yu, he can tell which one is Ge Yu's body.

Once this soul is injured, Ge Yu is likely to be in danger of his life. In the best case, he will become a fool with incomplete soul.

For juniors like Ge Yu, Zhiyan did not dare to take serious measures, but judging from the current situation, he would not use some powerful means and would be injured by Ge Yu, the boy.

So Zhiyan Zhenren was forced by Ge Yu at this moment and had to use his ultimate move.

After chanting the spell, Zhiyan Zhenren fought with Ge Yu again. However, this time, Zhiyan Zhenren's strength was much stronger than before. With the blessing of the spell and talismans, the sword power in Zhiyan Zhenren's hand became much stronger again.

Every time he fights with Ge Yu, when the sword in Zhiyan Zhenren's hand falls on Ge Yu's sword, Ge Yu feels shocked all over, his internal organs roll, and the ground under his feet is also slapped by Ge Yu's double

After stepping on his feet, Ge Yu's blood surging, making him feel a little hard to beat.

And the Zhiyan Zhenren pressed forward step by step, slashing seven swords at Ge Yu in succession. With one sword and one sword, Ge Yu took all the seven swords, but every time he took a sword,

His body trembled, until the seventh sword, Ge Yu finally couldn't hold on anymore, and was chopped away by Zhenren Zhiyan with one sword, and flew out with the man and the sword. After landing, he spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Ge Yu's two souls flashed and directly escaped into Ge Yu's body.

Judging from Ge Yu's current injuries, he is no longer able to use Maoshan soul division technique.

This mouthful of blood was sprayed out, and Ge Yu's previous power of essence and blood gradually began to dissipate, and the power of backlash became stronger and stronger.

Lying on the ground, Ge Yu spat several mouthfuls of blood in his mouth, and he was already suffering from internal injuries.

My whole body was trembling, and every part of my skin was hurting.

Zhiyan Zhenren took his long sword and put it back behind him. Then he stretched out his hand and the whisk on the ground fell back into his hand. He slowly walked towards Ge Yu and stopped.

Five or six meters in front of him, he shook his head and sighed: "Nephew Long Yan, I have been practicing for a hundred years. Although you use the power of essence and blood, your foundation is not as stable as I can, but now you are now

In this case, three or five years later, maybe I will no longer be your opponent. It is really a fearful life. Zhenren Chenyuan has made a good disciple..."

Ge Yu's breathing became heavy, and he looked at Zhiyan Zhenren, but he still struggled to get up. However, after trying it twice, he couldn't move and suffered too much internal injuries.

However, this injury can recover in one or two months, so Zhiyan Zhenren also showed mercy.

But Ge Yu was still unwilling to accept that he could not watch Li Zejian take away by the people from Longhu Mountain like this. What should he do with his wife and children?

"I can still fight..." Ge Yu said gritting his teeth.

Zhiyan Zhenren said lightly: "Nephew Long Yan, you have been seriously injured. If you continue to fight, you may not be able to save your life. It is good for young people to have blood, but they cannot be reckless and lose their lives for nothing..."

As he said that, Zhiyan Zhenren turned around and looked in the direction of the demon. When he turned around and was about to walk in the direction of the demon.
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