"What kind of shit is supreme. When life and death are at stake, it''s not as timid as ordinary people, greedy for life and afraid of death."


    Yang Xuan drank loudly and quickly urged the great void technique to avoid the attack of killing and breaking the army and xuewutian. In an instant, he shuttled through the void and intercepted the ghost unparalleled front.


    "Damn it!"


    The ghost scolded him. His body stopped and his face was cloudy and sunny. Then he remembered that Yang Xuan had the secret art of space. He could not walk away if he wanted to.


    Moreover, the heaven and earth hundreds of miles around were forbidden by Yang Xuan''s protector, a mysterious great power to seize the heaven. Even a fly can''t fly out. No matter how high his cultivation is, it''s difficult to break the ban and get out of trouble.


    "Run away, why don''t you run away?"


    Yang Xuan said mercilessly, looking at the ghost with cold eyes, without any emotional color.


    "Shaft, don''t force me."


    The ghost roared.


    "What if I force you? If you don''t explode, try whether you can die with me."


    Yang Xuan sneered. He didn''t pay attention to ghost matchless at all. He was just a wuchongtian warrior in the supreme territory. He didn''t kill in the imperial tower. Not to mention the demon emperor Yanluo, only the Ji family shuangzun was much more powerful than ghost matchless.


    "Deceive people too much!"


    The green veins on the ghost''s matchless forehead jumped violently, and his eyes were full of strong hatred and killing intention. There was no nonsense. His feet stepped heavily on the void, and his body turned into a residual shadow in vain. The dark snake shaped long sword in his hand pierced through the void and stabbed at Yang Xuanji.


    "Dying struggle!"


    Yang Xuan strode forward, waved his purgatory sword and collided with the incoming snake shaped long sword.


    "Bang!"


    The ghost is unparalleled, like being struck by lightning. The right arm holding the sword is numb, and the body staggers and retreats.


    "Whoosh!"


    Yang Xuan bullied him. He was as fast as lightning and struck with another sword.


    "Ghosts and shadows!"


    Ghost peerless quickly displays the body method and secret skill. The whole person is divided into three and runs in three directions respectively. The speed is incredible.


    "Xiao dao''er, Wu Dao Tianyan, open it for me!"


    Yang Xuan''s Scarlet eyes showed a little silver light. At a glance, he locked the ghost''s unparalleled real body and pursued it with a sword.


    "Ghost curse!"


    The ghost Wushuang threw his backhand and shot a black light between his fingers. Silently, he disappeared into Yang Xuan''s body and turned into tens of thousands of fierce ghosts with sharp claws, trying to tear Yang Xuan''s spirit into pieces.


    "Monsters and ghosts, kill them all!"


    Yang Xuan gave a cold drink in his heart, and a destructive momentum was released from the spirit, and then a shrill howl sounded one after another.


    In a moment, a fierce ghost disappeared like ice and snow. Under the profound meaning of the three martial arts, what fierce ghost is vulnerable and fragile like paper paste.


    "Kid, take your life!"


    At the same time, the ghost''s unparalleled body turned, and the lightning killed him. On the snake shaped long sword in his hand, the soul stirring black sword Gang burst, pointing directly at Yang Xuan''s throat.


    This is a sword that must be killed. With the benefit of the divine sword, it''s ok if Yang Xuan doesn''t hit the sword. Once he hits the sword, he will die. This ghost has no doubt.


    Unfortunately, what he didn''t expect was that his ghost curse was no threat to Yang Xuan.


    "Draw swordsmanship!"


    Yang Xuan held the sword in both hands, lifted it obliquely, and accurately cut it on the snake shaped long sword.


    "When!"


    Sparks splashed, gas flew, and a large void exploded, rippling in all directions.


    In this fight, the ghost was invincible and retreated embarrassed by a huge force.


    "How weak!"


    Yang Xuan looked disdainful and forced him up again, waving his sword to attack the ghost unparalleled.


    "Seven ghosts carry coffins and seal the town!"


    The ghost has no double sides and retreats back with one hand. The seven ghosts, one of the most powerful secrets of the Yin ghost sect, lift the coffin and use it.


    Boom!!!


    The void vibrated and made a galloping sound. Seven black human ghosts rushed towards Yang Xuan with unparalleled speed, carrying a huge black coffin.


    "What the hell?"


    Yang Xuan frowned slightly and was surprised at the secret technique of the Yin ghost sect. Just when he was stunned, the lid of the black coffin cracked with a hiss, sending out an extremely terrible suction.


    "Huh?"


    Yang Xuan''s spirit was shocked and almost wanted to leave the flesh.


    WOW!


    At this moment, the refining array burst into strong light, and the wisps of brilliance turned into a gorgeous light curtain, covering Yang Xuan''s spirit. In this way, the suction did not work at all.


    "It''s a kind of soul taking skill. Unfortunately, your wishful thinking is planned. My divine soul is unbreakable. With only a coffin, you can''t break me. Break it for me!"


    Yang Xuan recovered. In an instant, he cut through the sky with his sword and chopped on the black coffin.


    Boom!


    The coffin burst into pieces, and an air wave and shock wave radiated, destroying the seven human ghosts around the coffin.


    "Even seven ghosts can''t kill this son!"


    Ghost peerless is cold all over.


    Shua Shua!!!


    Yang Xuan took a leisurely step and turned his body into a mirage in the sky. Each mirage was no doubt with his real body. He waved the purgatory sword and launched a tidal attack on ghost matchless. The ghost matchless fell back and turned pale.


    "Boom!"


    Soon, all the illusions disappeared, and Yang Xuan dived down from high altitude and cleaved down with a sword.


    The ghost was stunned and hurriedly raised his sword to resist.


    "When!"


    When the two divine swords were handed over, the ghost unparalleled was shocked and flew out again. A blood mist directly spewed out of his mouth, and his breath was listless, while Yang Xuan stood upright with a sword.


    "The ghost is unparalleled. The defeat is settled!"


    Someone sighed in the distance.


    Nearby, the crowd was silent. Everyone could see that ghost peerless was not Yang Xuan''s opponent. It was not long before the war began. Yang Xuan hurt him. If we fight again, we will die sooner or later.


    "Vulnerable!"


    Yang Xuan spit out a sneer, didn''t give ghost matchless the slightest breathing time, stepped out several steps in a row, and fiercely chopped a sword at ghost matchless.


    "Field, open it for me!"


    The ghost was so frightened that he hurried out of the field.


    Like the killing and breaking army, his field is also a black light curtain, but different from the killing and breaking army, there are all kinds of ghostly cries and howls in his field.


    "A layer of turtle shell, can you stop it?"


    Yang Xuan shouted like thunder and was unstoppable. He hit the unparalleled field with a powerful sword.


    Crackling, the unparalleled field of ghosts cracked in a large area, and a destructive and amazing negative force penetrated into it. If he was struck by lightning, he would be hurt and hurt, spitting blood and flying out. He would be as embarrassed as he was.


    "Is this the divine level martial spirit? It''s really powerful and incredible!"


    "Yes, it''s better than a ghost. It''s also completely suppressed and has no power to parry."


    "This son is terrible and his achievements are unlimited!"


    At this moment, I don''t know how many people are shocked by it.


    "Yang Xuan, stop, stop fighting!"


    Ghost Wushuang shouted. In front of absolute strength, he forgot his identity and accomplishments and just wanted to live.


    "My master Zhan Wang has a bad end. You just abandon your accomplishments and kneel down and knock me a hundred times. I can''t spare you."


    Yang Xuan was very angry and roared. A great void skill killed the ghost in front of him.


    Clang clang!!!


    Yang Xuan attacked continuously. In just a moment, he attacked dozens of swords.


    Jingle


    Ghost unparalleled struggled to resist. Every time the snake shaped long sword in his hand collided with purgatory sword, he was shocked and retreated, and his injury became more and more serious.


    "Boom!"


    Finally, the ghost could no longer stop him. He was swept out by Yang Xuan''s sword and vomited blood in his mouth.


    "It''s bloody to kill and break the army. What are you doing? Come and help me."


    The ghost is unparalleled, disheveled and covered with blood. He roars as he speeds up and retreats. He doesn''t dare to fight with Yang Xuan alone anymore.


    Yang Xuan is too strong. It is estimated that only by seizing the power of heaven can he suppress him.


    "Let''s go!"


    Although he was dissatisfied with ghost matchless''s previous retreat without war, he still didn''t stand still. The top priority is to work together against Yang Xuan.


    If Yang Xuan can be captured, the defenders behind him will have to remove the prohibition. Only in this way can they escape from Shengtian.


    Unfortunately, although the idea is good, it is doomed to be difficult to achieve.


    "It''s better to beg others than yourself. Eat my sword again!"


    Hearing Yang Xuan''s roar, the whole person was like a peerless sword. His sharp edge captured people, pierced the sky and cut into the ghost.


    "When!"


    Ghost unparalleled waved his sword with all his strength and barely blocked Yang Xuan''s attack, but the man was also turned upside down and flew out hundreds of meters away, blood stained the sky.


    "Doomsday scourge!"


    "Blood dragon strangle!"


    Yang Xuan was about to beat a drowning dog, when he saw a ferocious blood dragon 100 feet large, rushing to kill with a vast undulating black ocean.


    This is the killing move of killing and breaking the army and bloodless. Together, the power is not as simple as one plus one.


    "Burning explosion!"


    Taking himself as a sword, Yang Xuan showed a fiery explosion, suddenly turned into a round of black scorching sun several feet large, strongly broke through the black ocean and blew on the ferocious blood dragon.


    "Boom!"


    The world exploded violently, and under this explosion, the black ocean and the blood dragon burst and disappeared.


    "Under the spirit of the devil, my combat power has doubled. Just because you want to kill me, it is undoubtedly a fool''s dream!"


    Yang Xuan looked cold and fierce. He abandoned killing the army and blood, regardless of heaven, and took a leisurely step to kill the ghost.


    "Little bastard, you''re going to die."


    The ghost was surprised but happy. His hands quickly sealed, and a fierce ghost took shape in front of him.


    The fierce ghost is black, ten feet old, with scarlet eyes like lanterns, long, narrow and ferocious cheeks, and dark inside a big mouth, as if it could devour people''s flesh and soul.


    Vaguely, people seemed to hear Jie''s gloomy and ferocious smile. Each one was covered with hair and trembled.


    "Ha ha, this is the most powerful ghost king of our Yin ghost sect. This boy is dead."


    The elder of Youyin ghost sect recognized what secret skill the ghost peerless was using and couldn''t help laughing wildly. He didn''t think Yang Xuan could survive under the fierce ghost.