After hearing Wang Yue's voice, Han Song didn't dare to pause any longer, he was now more and more sure that this kid was definitely not simple, how could an ordinary martial artist be able to behave so lightly under his full strength.

Just when Han Song was about to pull out his legs and retreat, suddenly his heart suddenly became alarmed, and there was a faint sound of breaking wind in his ears, where could Han Song, who had been tested in battle, not hear it, this was clearly the sound of a blade cutting through the void with extreme speed, and Wang Yue was holding the Kunwu knife that he had just snatched from Wang Lao Wu in his hand.

Han Song thought of everything in his mind in an instant, of course, he could only think of this, because before he could make a move, a flower suddenly appeared in front of him, and a cold light flashed in front of his eyes, and then, Han Song's consciousness fell into darkness.

How fast Wang Yue struck, where would he give Han Song any chance to react, almost at the same time that Han Song realized that the attack was coming, the blade of the Kunwu Sword had already slashed diagonally from the side, cutting Han Song in half directly from the left demon to his right shoulder, turning into two clouds of black mist and floating backwards.

As a senior sword cultivator, Wang Yue's sword technique is indescribable, as long as he is given a long knife that is worthy of his hand, even if there is no cultivation to support him, even in the face of a martial artist who is proficient in sword skills, it is impossible for the other party to take advantage of him and find a flaw.

And at this moment, with his cultivation, with these guys who had mediocre martial arts skills during his lifetime and average cultivation after death, it is even more impossible to match them.

At the next moment when Wang Yue slashed Han Song's body, the other four black shadows had also flown around him, each performing his life's best skills, and beckoned towards Wang Yue's various key points.

I have to say that there are indeed benefits to having more people, although their strength is not as good as Wang Yue, but relying on the tactics of the sea of people, the other four ghost kings still succeeded in hitting their own attacks on Wang Yue's body.

Of course, this is also based on the fact that Wang Yue is too lazy to dodge, otherwise, with Wang Yue's speed, it is difficult to say whether they can see Wang Yue or not.

Seeing a chubby, round-headed and round-headed ghost king holding a one-person-high steel fork, when his head pierced himself, the corners of Wang Yue's mouth hooked a chuckle, and the Kunwu knife in his hand pointed forward like electricity.

"Dang!" With such a crisp sound, at such a close distance and such a fast speed, Wang Yue's knife tip collided with the tip of the steel fork accurately, and suddenly sparks flew everywhere, and there was also some light in the space that shone out of sight.

The fat ghost king obviously didn't expect that Wang Yue would be able to intercept his steel fork so accurately, and few of them, the ghost kings, were martial artists in their lifetimes.

Therefore, there are no moves to speak of, it is completely exchanging life for life, anyway, no matter how powerful the martial artist who does not cultivate Taoism, there is no way to take them, sooner or later he can consume them to death.

Just when the fat ghost king was slightly stunned and didn't know what to do for a while, a powerful anti-shock force suddenly came from the palm of his hand, and immediately pulled him back from his distraction.

Looking down, the fat ghost king was shocked to find that the steel fork that was originally held in his hand no longer knew where it had been shocked and flew away.

Not only that, but even his hands were now gone, leaving only two clouds of black mist floating in the air.

Seeing this scene, the Fat Ghost King didn't know where he was, at the moment of the fight just now, Wang Yue relied on pure strength to not only shake his weapon away, but also shatter his hands apart.

"Ah!! Abominable ......"

The fat ghost king was suddenly extremely angry, and he screamed in his mouth, eager to break Wang Yue's body into ten thousand pieces, so as to relieve the hatred in his heart, since he had this body cultivation, he had not been hurt by this kind of injury for a long time, although his hands were scattered and he didn't feel it, but it still made him feel humiliated, especially in front of the younger brothers.

It's just that the roar of the Fat Ghost King didn't last long, and it stopped abruptly in the next moment.

A long knife that flashed with cold light pierced out like an arrow from the string, directly piercing the fat head of the fat ghost king, and the fat ghost king didn't even notice it at all, so he felt that his eyes were black, and the entire body was pierced through the head from top to bottom, cut in half in half in one fell swoop, turning into two clouds of black smoke.

After slashing the Fat Ghost King, Wang Yue's movements did not pause at all, and with a flick of his fingers on the handle of the Kunwu Knife with the tip of the knife hanging to the ground, a wisp of spiritual power seeped into the blade.

The next moment, the Kunwu knife seemed to have life, and it swirled in mid-air with a clear knife sound.

At the same time, seeing Wang Yue fighting Han Song and the Fat Ghost King, the other three Ghost Kings were shocked in their hearts, this kind of strength was still the only one they had ever seen in their lives, even the Grandmaster Martial Artist a hundred years ago was not as breezy as Wang Yue.

However, since Wang Yue had made a move against Han Song and the others, it also gave the three of them an opportunity to take advantage of, and the three of them accelerated their movements again, trying to kill Wang Yue when he was too old to make a move.

Seeing that Wang Yue still didn't turn around, Wang Lao Wu, who rushed over from the right side with his bare hands, was suddenly overjoyed, he was also a person with a knife, with Wang Yue's current posture, Wang Lao Wu could be 100% sure, even if Wang Yue had time to make another move at this moment, it would definitely be a knife to the left, and it would not fall on him.

"Dare to use Lao Tzu's sword to show off your power here, see if Lao Tzu doesn't blow your ...... with one punch"

Wang Lao Wu yelled excitedly, trying to vent the grievances in his heart.

However, before Wang Lao Wu's words were finished, he found something wrong, obviously Wang Yue did not make any movements, still maintaining the posture just now, and the two ghost kings who could attack Wang Yue from the other two directions were about to hit Wang Yue, and their bodies stopped violently.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Lao Wu was even more shocked to find that not only those two guys, but even himself could not move forward any further.

The next moment, Wang Lao Wu's afterglow suddenly caught a glimpse of a cold light flashing from his waist, and then his consciousness fell into darkness.

At the last moment, Wang Lao Wu clearly saw that the other two ghost kings, like himself, had been split in two from their waists and turned into black smoke.

From the time Wang Lao Wu and Han Song and the five of them launched an offensive against Wang Yue, until they were all wiped out by Wang Yue, it was just a breath of time.

Wang Yue actually defeated all the five ghost kings in such a short period of time, and Xia Wei, who was hiding behind him, was stunned for a moment.

After being stunned for a long time, it wasn't until she saw Wang Lao Wu and a few of them recondense their bodies not far away, that Xia Wei came back to her senses, looked at Wang Yue with adoration on her face, and exclaimed, "Wow...... Wang Yue, you ...... You're so powerful?! I thought ......"

"You still think I'm going to lose and be eaten by these ugly imps?"

"Uh...... Hehe......"

Xia Wei scratched her head embarrassedly, stuck out her tongue and laughed, and did not answer Wang Yue's words.

In fact, she really guessed this at the beginning, she knew that Wang Yue was very powerful, it was powerful that she couldn't imagine, but these ghost kings were not weak, besides, the other party was so powerful, if he really made a move, Wang Yue would inevitably suffer.

Wang Yue put his hands behind his back, after absorbing a wisp of pure spiritual power in his body, the Kunwu Dao already had a trace of spiritual wisdom, and at this moment it was like a cheerful bird hovering around him, as long as his mind went, the Kunwu Dao would definitely move forward.

"You are optimistic, you think they are powerful and invincible, but it's just because your cultivation is still low, in my eyes, they are no different from ants."

Wang Yue said calmly, for Xia Wei's distrust of his strength, he didn't go to his heart, if someone else is not him, how can he know him.

Besides, being disfavored by others, he Wang Yue has not experienced it, before he stepped on the supreme throne of the emperor, he had fought with the holy sons and saints of the major sects and immortals countless times, and no one was optimistic about him any time, thinking that his little-known little character would inevitably die ugly.

But Wang Yue used his strength again and again to swell the faces of those guys who talked coldly, his reputation was not blown out by his mouth, but by the accumulation of white bones with countless immortal powers.

"Damn, this little thing is weird! I feel like he's even more powerful than the Grandmaster a hundred years ago! ”

The Fat Ghost King picked up his steel fork again, and scolded with resentment on his fat cheeks.

After hearing this, several other ghost kings also nodded silently in agreement, although they were also a little defeated by that grandmaster last time, they were not so powerless to fight back.

What's more, now that a hundred years have passed, their cultivation has also improved, and it is not at all the same as a hundred years ago.

Just as they were whispering and cursing for a while, and then communicating with each other about how to deal with Wang Yue, Han Song's eyes became more and more solemn when he looked at Wang Yue.

To be precise, Han Song was not looking at Wang Yue, but staring at the Kunwu Dao hovering around Wang Yue.

After a long time, Han Song slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity, and muttered in a low tone: "Imperial Sword Technique? How can it be! ”

Although Han Song had never seen the swordsmanship, he believed that no one would be unfamiliar with this kind of magical stunt, and what Wang Yue was showing now was not very similar to the legendary swordsmanship of taking the head from the thousand-mile flying sword.

The difference is that the legendary Imperial Sword Technique can fly hundreds of miles in an instant, killing people invisibly.

And Wang Yue just controlled the Kunwu sword to hover around him, and beheaded Wang Lao Wu and the three of them with one sword, which was much worse than the legendary imperial sword technique.