Chapter 114: Blowing the Soul of the Bones

Under the oppression of "ghosts don't know", Wei Xian became particularly embarrassed, he hurriedly retreated to the throne and grabbed Zhu Yezhao's collar and threatened: "If you don't stop, this king will kill the Dog Emperor." ”

"Even if you kill him, it's not his son, Dayu is still the Zhu family's. Bai Luofeng was behind the group of ghosts, revealing anticipation and laughing: "Besides, you are the mastermind of Yang Qinglian's death, he is an accomplice." You were willing to do it, but you did what I wanted to do but couldn't. ”

Wei Xian tried his best to find that he was helpless to take Bai Luofeng, and while he was struggling to dodge Mo Ming, who had disappeared without a trace, he said fiercely: "I didn't expect you to be a madman." ”

"At least I'm a madman, not a fool. Bai Luofeng ruthlessly taunted Zhu Yezhao.

"Do you think you can defeat me with a small skill?" In the midst of the demons' chaotic dance, Wei Xian's body technique became faster and faster, and he was even able to click on the fleeting tail of the flying sword.

"How can mortal methods prevail over the demon magic of this king!" Chitose saw through the mystery contained in "Ghost Ignorance", looked up to the sky and roared arrogantly, no longer wasting his strength to compete. The peacock eyes on his dazzling colorful clothes were alive, and when the evil sword attacked again, he suddenly closed his eyes, and the sword wind that galloped by him immediately slowed down. However, the short stagnation was enough to make Wei Xian reverse the situation, and his feather arrow struck the body of the Ink Shadow Sword with unmistakable accuracy, instantly changing its trend.

The blade no longer disappeared into the rampage of gray mist, and then pierced through the pillars that could only be held by several people.

As soon as the ink is lost, the souls in the sky are gone, or hanging at a loss, or wandering without direction.

"The Peacock King of Xishan does have two hits. Bai Luofeng quietly stretched out his two fingers and said leisurely: "I haven't used this trick for a long time, I don't know if it's okay." ”

The wolves rushed to the demons as if they had been summoned by ants, and they flowed to his fingertips and wrapped the entire palm of his hand.

"How do you know the name of this king!" Although Wei Xian is showing his magic weapon at the moment, the mortal world has very little understanding of the demon clan, except for the half-body immortal Buddha who rarely breaks through the limit of mortal yang longevity, who can tell his origin, "Could it be that your sword is also stained with demon blood?"

Bai Luofeng's right hand was as black as ink at this time, and he wrote lightly: "Yes, Li Xianggao was defeated by me. ”

As soon as Wei Xian heard the name, the composure he had maintained until now immediately disappeared, and he bared his teeth and asked, "What do you do with Hejun!"

"Just cut off an arm. The young man was ashamed, but in fact, it was also out of helplessness: now the demons are incompatible, but Li Xianggao has the intention to favor himself, and it is best for no one to know about this matter. If the rumors were accidentally leaked in the contest that day, now deliberately lying to Wei Xian that the two have an immortal feud can avoid the fear that the painter will be suspicious in the future and have no place in the demon clan.

"You dare to destroy his gods! You should die!" the demon king was heartbroken, and in an instant, his demon power soared.

"Hey, the people of the Evil Cliff didn't force me to die, just because you weren't qualified. ”

The hairs on Chitose's feather robe are like hedgehogs standing upright, and the peacock's eyes are blinking frequently at the chest. He swooped down, and a bright jade wheel suddenly appeared behind him, illuminating every inch of the corner: "The hairy boy said wildly! The Ten Thousand Evil Cliff is a dead place of dry bones, and even this king does not dare to stay, how can you live for a long time with your flesh and mortal womb!"

"Then this trick is bone-blowing soul, you can try it. Bai Luofeng's arms were straight and close to his body, and his two fingers were starry and ghostly to the ground, not afraid of the magnificence of the demon king's "Peacock Open Screen", and swept forward from bottom to top in one go.

Outsiders looked at it, only to see that Bai Luofeng left a ravine behind him, and the yin qi of the decaying creatures burned and burned to form an uninterrupted gray snake across the road. Just as he was about to be enveloped in light and melt into it, the flames that had been condensed for a long time in his fingertips were like a scimitar splitting the curtain of light.

However, when he broke through the golden cover and thought he was getting out, the Peacock King's Feng Yu, who was ready to attack, suddenly erupted like a thousand armies.

The two of them only have a foot distance left, and even if Bai Luofeng practices a reed to cross the river, it is impossible to avoid it.

So, he doesn't hide.

In a thousand shots, Bai Luofeng looked like Guanyin's thousand hands, and he actually put all the feather arrows in his hands without leaking.

"This trick is called a cold cicada. The thing that is touched is full of cold cicadas after autumn. Bai Luofeng returned to the ground, without a drop of cold sweat on his forehead, "Back then, when I was forging the ink to the last process in the Ten Thousand Evil Cliffs, I needed to collect millions of evil ghosts to include it, so the master forced me to learn it, but I didn't expect it to come in handy today." I can catch even the elusive soul, do you think a few feathers can hurt me?"

"No way. The Peacock King's lips trembled, and he looked at Bai Luofeng in disbelief: "There is really someone who came out of the Ten Thousand Evil Cliff alive." ”

"There's one more thing I didn't tell you. Bai Luofeng hooked his finger at the ink on the pillar, and the evil sword then began to tremble, and after a while, a vast sea of ghosts poured out, quickly rekindling the flame that was about to be extinguished in his hand.

"It's true that the Broken Yellow Spring that I learned from Sword Wine Song can't hurt you, but it is precisely by touching the Broken Yellow Spring that I can create a new trick. Bai Luofeng raised his finger to Wei Xian, his long arm was like a sword weapon unsheathed for battle, and at first glance there was the style of the sword wine song "no sword is like a sword".

There are many talented people in the rivers and lakes, but they are also limited to the recitation of the mortal world, and there are only a few people who can be heard by the demon clan - the sword wine song is one of them.

Therefore, the Peacock King knew the ability of that land sword immortal: "no sword" was his greatest characteristic, and it was also the top sword path known to the world today. Bai Luofeng's survival of the Ten Thousand Evil Cliff had already brought Wei Xian a lot of impact, and if he learned the supreme ability of the Sword Immortal again, Chitose felt that he had no chance of winning.

It's just that when he carefully observed the white falling phoenix, the dark clouds hidden in his heart cleared in a blink of an eye. He saw that Bai Luofeng's "sword" was not his "sword". The reason why the old man doesn't need a sword is that he has a sword in his heart, and a person who has a heart sword will definitely not have too many chaotic thoughts.

It's a pity that Bai Luofeng is not, he has always remembered to avenge Yang Qinglian, and is willing to go deep for Liu Jizong's lone army. Even if such a person has a sword in his heart, it is only a blunt sword.

Wei Xian smiled, and his smile was as bright as when he had dealt with Yang Qinglian in the past: "You can't defeat me, and your hand can't replace your sword." ”

Bai Luofeng didn't argue, he moved his whole body, and poked his opponent with two fingers together.

The demon king was calm, slowly opened his five fingers, and a barrier was handily in front of him.

"There are no ghosts in Huangquan, how can you talk about Huangquan. Bai Luofeng's fingers hit Wei Xian's palm between breaths, and he said slyly with compassion: "The sword of the Sword Immortal is naturally unmatched, but my sword is closer to Huangquan than him. ”

After finishing speaking, Wei Xian categorically saw that in the place where he was in contact with Bai Luofeng's needle, endless lonely souls and wild ghosts with three souls and seven souls were not willing to fall behind and burrowed into his palm.

Bai Luofeng shook his arm and worked harder: "Collect bones and blow souls, take away your body!" I don't believe you are still dead!"

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