A Sword Through the Nine Heavens

　　 sword light sword shadow, magnificent, intertwined in the air, bursting out of the road ripples, stones on the hillside flew, blinked into powder. The figures of Muyu and Guidao were bombarded together fiercely in the air, and then quickly retreated, the sword was awe-inspiring, the sword was shaking, and the blue and black light reverberating flashed.

　　 None of the ghosts are ordinary people. They have struggled with the pressure of survival since they were young. In order to become the living person of the twins, they must desperately become stronger. They knew that one day someone who would practice with them would have a life-and-death duel, so they could not slack off or frame each other, because the other's cultivation ability determined the power of the twins in the future. This is a life-and-death gambling, and the winner is the leader of the twins.

　　 Therefore, the spirit of the ghost gate is extremely tenacious, and the cultivation is unfathomable.

　　The ghost knife and its twins each held a sickle, and the sickle glowed with cold light, and the ghostly mist like the bone maggots drilled toward the wood feathers. The ghost cried wolf howling, countless grudges rushed from the ghost mist, with monstrous resentment, just like a **** on earth, wailing everywhere.

　　 "His!"

Mu Yu splits an innocent soul in front of her, her body turns sharply, avoiding the blow of the ghost sword twins, and then jumps high, the two split swords swiftly down, with the endless momentum, dispersed the surrounding Ghost mist. But the ghost mist that had been dissipated soon gathered up again, and filled the mountains again.

　　 "Hi!" A dark light suddenly slammed into Muyu's chest, and the death knife of the ghost knife took advantage of Muyu's failure to pay attention. Mu Yu felt a dull chest, and the whole person was blown out.

　　 "It's amazing! Sure enough, it can't be underestimated." Muyu was temporarily unprepared and took a loss. He touched his chest to stabilize the spiritual power in his body. But the handsome suddenly burst into hair, shouting: "Who cut my **** with a knife?"

　　 It got out of his head in anger, because he had been hiding in Muyu's arms, and the sickle of death of the ghost knife also affected it. Even if it is famous for its thick skin, it can't bear someone touching its ass. It immediately throws its big tail on Muyu's face and said angrily: "Muyu, give me a broken sword to take this black gas The devil has received it!"

　　Little black devil, Xiaoshuai's description is really appropriate.

　　 Muyu stared at Ghost Mist and remembered that he was fighting Mo Guishan and Gui Xuanyue. At that time, although he was caught in the consciousness of killing, he still had an impression of the twins strangling Gui Xuanyue. The terrifying vitality of the wood spirit sword is the natural nemesis of ghost fog.

　　 "Ghost fog may be powerful, but you have found the wrong person."

　　 Once he was so weak and helpless in the face of these ghost mists, Gui Xuanyue could play with him in his hands at will, but now he finally has the strength to fight head-on with the ghost door people and no longer need the protection of others. In his heart, he gave birth to infinite warfare, and the lesson to the ghost door people began with the ghost knife in front of him!

　　 Muyu's shadow flickered in his hand, the wooden spirit sword came out, and the endless vitality came out, like the sun shining in the spring and the spring flowers blooming, and the ghost fog melted away like ice and snow in a flash. The ghost mist dispelled by the wood spirit could no longer gather, and the flying grudges also screamed, avoiding the vigorous sword spirit. They were originally ghosts, and they were most afraid of the vitality of Mu Ling.

　　 After Muyu first merged with Mu Lingjian, he had a feeling of sympathy with Mu Ling. As long as he had a thought, Mu Ling would obey his decision. It was also at that time that he suddenly realized that his wooden spirit sword was the nemesis of the ghost gate practice, so when he encountered a ghost sword, he could not wait to impress the ghost gate people.

　　 "What?" The ghost knife was so shocked that he felt like he had kicked the iron plate, and all the grudges in his hand were killed by Muyu. He was incredulous and shouted. The twins' death-killing scythe rose with the wind. The light of the knife reflected the colorful light of the sky, but it looked very dark.

　　 "You guys should also converge."

　　 Muyu was extremely resentful when he thought of the grudges in the ghost mist. These are the souls collected by the innocent killings of the people of the ghost gate, and they were sacred as their own weapons. Each of these grievances is a living life. In order to become stronger, Guimen people don't even care how many people they killed.

　　 The people of the ghost gate acted in a low-key manner. They have always said that there is only one soul in the twins, but who can control the activities done in the background?

　　The death-killing sickle became huge, and the biting cold light seemed to swear the end of life, but its opponent was a wooden spirit symbolizing life in the world. The wooden spirit sword was swaying in the wind, and the body of the sword was riddled with holes. It was so unbearable that it would break off with a light touch. No one will put such a broken sword in their eyes, but will think it is ridiculous.

　　 But it is such an unremarkable broken sword, the vitality of the whole body is magnificent, the waves are cascading, interpreting the true meaning of life, overflowing with the vitality of vitality, so that the dark black gas panic dissipated, afraid to approach. Although the broken sword is extremely ugly, it is a big killer for ghost fog!

　　 "Ping!"

The wooden spirit sword and the death scythe collided violently in the air, and only made a crisp sound, as if a stone hit the porcelain, and then all the sounds around disappeared, as if everyone's hearing was closed. Suddenly silent.

　　 Then the ghost knife widened his eyes in horror. The incomparable sickle was like paper in front of the wooden spirit sword, and the cracks were instantly covered with sickle. The light wind blew through, and the sickle became fragments. However, these fragments failed to escape the wood spirit's range. A powerful tearing force burst out of a hole in the wood spirit's sword body, forming a swift vortex that directly sucked all the fragments into the hole.

　　 On the other side, Muyu had come to the ghost sword with a shadow sword, mad

The violent sword gas rolled toward the ghost sword, and the ghost sword instantly turned into a ghost mist, and flew back.

　　 "Don't think that you can kill me like this!" The ghost knife was about to break, and his magic weapon was destroyed, making him resentful. As he waved his hand, another figure flashed from the side into a black shadow. The twins rushed to Mu Ling with monstrous resentment, and he himself once again pulled out a ghost streamer, Heimao Dasheng, fighting with Mu Yu.

　　 Unfortunately, the ghost sword is still too small to see the power of the wood spirit sword. The twins are ghosts. Why should we fight against the woody magic weapon? The twins wanted to grab Mu Ling, but when he first touched Mu Ling, he suddenly howled, like a wild boar being burned by boiling water, and suddenly withdrew his hand. But Mu Ling's castration is not reduced, just a face-to-face, the twins have been penetrated by Mu Ling sword!

He is a soul. It stands to reason that it is impossible to leave traces on the soul through the sword, but the wooden spirit sword is different. The hole left by the wooden spirit sword is shocking and difficult to heal, making the twins tremble. a bit!

　　True tremors from the soul!

　　 "Broken sword, give me this black kid as a horse honeycomb!" Xiaoshuai waved his arms in relief.

　　 The ghost knife has reacted and wants to recall the twins, but the twins are firmly locked by Mu Ling and can't break free. The wooden spirit sword is constantly running in the air, puncturing the twins of the ghost knife from all angles. The souls of the twins have been so scarred that they cannot heal. A sieve!

　　 "Uh!"

Mu Ling's sword body broke through again, and the twins wanted to struggle, but Mu Ling's tearing force was too strong. It had no room for resistance, and he could only let out a ghost roar unwillingly, and then became a wood. The nourishment of the spirit sword! After absorbing the twins of the ghost sword, a hole in Mu Lingjian gradually healed.

"how is this possible?"

　　 The ghost knife is connected with the twins' breath, and it is damaged at the loss. At the moment of the twins' death, he was violently repulsed, his soul was unstable, Muyu seized the opportunity, and flew it with his palm. The ghost knife flew upside down, the blood splashed in the air, leaving a string of blood.

　　 Muyu seized the opportunity and crossed the sword. The head of the ghost knife was raised with unwillingness, and then fell heavily on the ground!

　　 "Call!"

　　The monstrous ghost fog covered this area. The spirit of the ghost knife roared and emerged from the body. The ghost fog re-condensed his figure, but it seemed a bit illusory, this is his soul. He never expected that he would be defeated so completely, even if he met any genius in the infancy, he would not be inferior, but he did not expect to be defeated by a little-known hairy boy!

　　 "Who the **** are you?" Ghostblade asked angrily.

　　 Muyu shook his head, impatiently saying: "Every of you ghostmen is like Xiaoqiang, it's really hard to kill! No wonder everyone doesn't want to care about you, killing another soul, why is it so annoying!"

　　The ghost sword never thought that there was a broken sword named Mu Ling in this world. When did he eat such a big loss? But at this moment he couldn't do anything, his body was destroyed, his twins were killed, he only had a residual soul, and he was not Muyu's opponent at all!

　　 "You wait for me!"

　　 The spirit of the ghost knife is violent, and the resentment is very resentful. He was instructed to come up against the people who went up the mountain, and his cultivation was more than enough to deal with the disciples of any martial arts, but he never thought that he would have suffered a big loss on Muyu~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The twins were destroyed and the flesh was injured, He was already seriously injured. However, a piece of teleportation jade appeared in his hand. There was nothing to fight with the ghost knife at this moment. He wanted to escape the double sky.

　　 Muyu's eyes light up and send Yu Pei!

"Where is the mad little devil! For the sake of the coach, you can go back to the triple sky to eat roast duck roast legs, and the broken sword rushes for me! I grabbed and sent Yupei and I will share your piece of meat!" One finger towards the sending Yu Pei, he shouted in righteousness, just like the soldiers who trumpeted the trumpet on the march.

　　 Muyu smiled dumbly, this little guy is really positive about what he eats. But this is also Muyu's idea, he must **** Yu Pei!

Mu Lingjian seemed to hear Mu Yu's heart, Mu Yu hadn't had time to give instructions to it, but it had already merged into the void, the air bursted with ripples, and it appeared again that it was already a ghost sword's head, and the ghost sword In horrified eyes, his entire soul was pulled by a hole in Mu Ling's body, and he could no longer exert his strength.

"I can not be reconciled!"

　　The ghost knife wanted to smash the teleportation jade on his hand, but his fingers directly penetrated the teleportation jade. His soul power was absorbed by the wood spirit, and his body gradually became transparent, becoming smaller and smaller-

　　 "Poop!"

　　Like the sound of the bottle cap being plugged in, the ghost spirit's whole soul drilled into the hole in Mu Ling's body. Slowly, the hole in Mu Ling's sword body had healed.

　　 Teleporting Yupei fell off, and Muyu held it tightly in his hands.