The man behind the man from Lingyun was shocked and sweated. The cold sweat wet his clothes, his legs were even more trembling, and he almost couldn't stand steadily!

If Master Lingyun had not protected him in time, he would have met the King of Hell just now.

"Thank you Senior Lingyun for helping you!"

The man from Lingyun nodded faintly and stared at the ghost-faced slave who gathered the sword intent. He was not afraid of others.

The ghost-faced slave was indeed angry, and the knife intent on his body was slowly released, "Lingyun, I haven't seen you for a century, so I will try to see your skills! "

The sword intention was invisible, and it condensed into a big sword that cut off the sky, and slashed towards the man on Lingyun.

Everyone only noticed the violent fluctuations of the air, and then saw a big sword that was wavy like flowing water, which instantly came to the people of Lingyun.

The terrifying sword intent was like a tide, oppressing everyone to breathe a little.

If it weren't for the Lingyun people standing in front of them, the sword intent released by the ghost-faced slave would be enough to let them drink a pot!

"Good come!"

The man from Lingyun shouted lightly, and the hand in his sleeve suddenly came out. He saw a touch of mutton fat jade color, which was gentle and gentle, and directly grabbed the sword light that was slashing.

"It's Xuanyang's hand!"

Someone exclaimed.

"I have heard that Xuanyang Hand is the famous skill of Senior Lingyun. I saw it today, it is really mysterious!"

"That's right, the Xuanyang Art of Lingzong is a top-level Xuan-level martial art. I heard that Master Lingyun has already practiced it to the top level!"

"Once you are hit by Xuanyang's hand, you will instantly turn into jade. I think this masked man is afraid that he will suffer."

In the midst of lightning, the ghost-faced slave's sword had already slashed on the hands of Xuanyang, the man on the Lingyun!

A slight sound.

The invisible sword and the tangible hand actually created dazzling sparks!

Xuan Yang, the man from Lingyun, suddenly held his hand, and the ghost-faced slave's sword energy instantly dispersed.

At the same time, he turned into a white shadow and came to the ghost face slave, sneering: "Ghost face, in that battle back then, my Xuanyang hand had not yet reached the highest level. Today I will let you see how powerful Xuanyang hand is."

After the words came, the man from Lingyun patted the ghost-faced slave.

As the Lingyun master slapped out his palm, a jade light came out of his palm.

The jade beam was soaring that it instantly turned into a giant palm, just like the hand of Tathagata.

Lu Ming looked at the Xuanyang hand of the man on Lingyun, and his expression was indifferent.

When the ghost-faced slave on Lingyun approached him, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Although Xuanyang Hand is a top-level Xuan-level martial art and is extremely powerful, the Ghost Face Slave's sword is the Shura Ghost Sword!

If there were no swords, the master Lingyun might be able to tie the Ghost Face Slave.

But just yesterday, the Ghost Face Slave got a saber from the Yoshima Blacksmith Shop, and it was destined that the Lingyun master could not beat the Ghost Face Slave.

Facing the Xuanyang hand of the man on Lingyun, the ghost-faced slave had an extra knife, an unopened knife in his hand!

In the eyes of the Lingyun Shangren, the emotions on the ghost-faced slave disappeared without a trace in an instant, and only his Xuanyang hand was left in his eyes.

But his heart trembled slightly for some reason, as if the knife in the ghost-faced slave could break his Xuanyang hand.

"It's impossible!" The man of Lingyun thoughts in an instant, and he had 100% confidence in his Xuanyang hand.

Within the Lingzong, his Xuanyang hand has no rivals.

Moreover, in the past few decades, in order to hone his Xuanyang hand, he tried all kinds of swords. His Xuanyang hand has long been indestructible and has no flaws!

No matter how powerful the ghost-faced slave's sword is, it is impossible for him to break his Xuanyang hand!

All thoughts are in a moment.

The next moment, the sword in the ghost-faced slave's hand moved.

That was an ordinary knife!

It is also a simple sword!

With one knife, the air around it solidified.

In everyone's eyes, compared with the Xuanyang hand of the man on Lingyun, the ghost-faced slave's sword was simply rude, just like a child playing house!

"Puchi, he is here to make fun of this knife!"

Ruo Shi, who had been slapped by Mo Changfeng, was standing beside Du Ziqing. When she saw the ghost-faced slave making a knife, she couldn't help laughing.

"Don't worry, my master's Xuanyang hand will make him regret slashing..."

Before Du Ziqing finished speaking, he had a knife and a palm in an instant.

Xuanyang's hand had a great jade beam and directly swallowed the sword in the ghost-faced slave's hand, causing the sword in his hand to float a layer of jade color.

The feeling was as if the knife was assimilated by Xuanyang's hand.

"The master's Xuanyang hand is really invincible in the world!"

Du Ziqing breathed a sigh of relief and showed a proud look, "Junior Sister Ruoshi, look at the other party's knife, it has been given to the master's Xuanyang hand..."

The man from Lingyun also smiled, "Ghost Face, your sword..."

At this moment, a sudden change occurred!

The sword in the ghost-faced slave's hand buzzed, directly shaking the jade color on it, and the terrifying knife intention was released from the crack.

Kakka--

It was the sound of the jade light shattering, which was crisp and pleasant, but it made all the disciples of the Hidden Sect and the ancient clan suddenly hang up!

The man from Lingyun swallowed the words he said.

His pupils frowned, and he looked in shock as the jade light on the blade cracked and the crack spread.

until--

With a click, all the jade lights collapsed and dissipated.

The intention of the knife was released from the embryonic knife and was directly slashed on the hands of the man on Lingyun.

The person on the spiritual cloud was breathing, and the jade light in his hand was magnificent.

He quickly adjusted his mind and tried his best to deal with the ghost-faced slave.

He absolutely cannot lose!

Du Ziqing was shocked. This was the first time he saw someone breaking his master's Xuanyang hand, and his heart suddenly became hung up.

Ruoshi grabbed his arm, his voice sweet and nervous, "Senior Brother Ziqing, Senior Lingyun will be fine, right?"

"Don't worry!" Du Ziqing had 100% confidence in his master, "My master's Xuanyang hand could not be defeated by a broken knife. You can wait and see..."

Click—

Another crisp sound.

A subtle and undetectable crack appeared on the hand of the man on Lingyun, which was extremely smooth and like a precious jade.

But the crisp sound rang in everyone's hearts.

A flash of flush flowed across the face of the man on the Lingyun, and he was shocked. The originally firm heart finally showed a little shake.

"How could it be, ghost face, your knife..."

The man from Lingyun was extremely furious, slapped his left palm out, withdrew his right hand, and quickly retreated!

The ghost-faced slave held the embryo knife in his hand, forcing the Lingyun people to step back step by step.

"Today, I'll kill you!" The ghost-faced slave's voice was cold and hoarse, "Stop that brat said again that I'm kind-hearted and kind-faced!"

Lu Ming sneered, "Old man, when did you say you are kind-hearted and kind-hearted? You are so shameless!"

"snort!"

The ghost-faced slave snorted: "What's the use of being shameless? Are you a good meal?"

"I'm still a meal." Lu Ming looked narcissistic, "You should fight quickly and let this cuckold turtle go back to his Lingzong!"

Master Lingyun was busy dealing with the most powerful sword of the Ghost Face Slave.

However, the ghost-faced slave has the intention to talk poorly to Lu Ming, and even calls himself a cuckold turtle, and does not take himself seriously at all.
Chapter completed!