Emperor Jiuyin

The Ghost Sword's palm came at a very fast speed and was extremely powerful. The disciples of the Desolate Pavilion had no time to fight back.

Si Yuan's cultivation was only at the third level of the Desolate Martial Realm, and he was no match for the Ghost Sword.

Luo Weiyuan was only at the fifth level of the Desolate Martial Realm, and was a long way from the Ghost Sword. If he had not used the small ghost mask to resist the five big ghosts, he might have had the strength to block the Ghost Sword's palm, but now it was impossible.

"No..."

The disciples of the Desolate Pavilion were all panicked and fled desperately in all directions. If this palm fell into the crowd, at least 3,000 disciples of the Desolate Pavilion would die.

As everyone was fleeing frantically, there was a sudden bang!

The huge palm print had not fallen yet, and suddenly exploded in the air.

"Who!" Ghost Sword was shocked, "Who is it!"

In the darkness, a neat and powerful sound of footsteps suddenly sounded in the west, and a mighty army broke into everyone's sight. The number of people was densely packed. It was roughly estimated that the number of people in this team was about 100,000.

At the front of the team, a man in a yellow robe slowly flew over, followed by a group of wild warriors with fighting spirit, each of them was as fierce as a wolf, and their aura was extremely powerful.

The Ghost Gate army suddenly became agitated. With so many masters coming at once, they immediately fell into panic.

"Who are they?"

"Are these guys enemies or friends?"

"Could it be the reinforcements of the Wild Pavilion? If so, it would be bad. You see, the dozens of people in the lead, each of them exudes the aura of the Wild Martial Realm, and there are almost a hundred of them. The young master did not send too many Wild Martial Realm masters this time. If there is a head-on conflict, although we also have 100,000 troops, we are definitely not their opponents."

"Yes, the top-level combat power of the Wild Martial Realm is the key to determining the outcome of a war. Although we Ghost Gate also have 100,000 troops , but the top combat power of the Wild Martial Realm is basically not nearby. "

"Don't guess blindly, where did the Wild Pavilion come from so many Wild Warriors? Ten years ago, there were only a few Wild Warriors in the Wild Pavilion, and they could be counted on one hand." A senior member of the Tianshuang Sect who knew the Wild Pavilion well said, "Now they have so many Wild Warriors after only a few years? Do you think Wild Warriors are all cabbages, and any kind can grow?"

In any case, the appearance of Li Hanxue and others has brought a huge impact to the Ghost Gate army, making them cautious and afraid to mess around.

The moment Luo Weiyuan saw Li Hanxue and Su Xun, he first showed excitement on his face, and then this excitement gradually turned into an extremely complicated look.

Li Hanxue left the team and flew slowly to Luo Weiyuan's side.

Seeing Li Hanxue coming alone, the Ghost Sword sneered: "It must be you who broke my palm just now? Young people are really brave."

Li Hanxue ignored the Ghost Sword and landed directly to where Luo Weiyuan and others were. Except for Si Yuan, none of the more than 20,000 disciples of Huangge under Luo Weiyuan knew Li Hanxue.

"Who is this young man?" the disciples of Huangge asked one after another.

"He is Li Hanxue." At this point, he had already said that he would submit to Li Hanxue, and he could not regret it anymore. "From now on, Huangge will have only one master, and his surname is Li."

The more than 20,000 disciples of Huangge all had complicated expressions after hearing Luo Weiyuan's words.

When Li Hanxue was about to land, he suddenly felt a cold wind whistling behind him.

"Boy, take it!"

The ghost sword pulled out a ghost-headed sword from his waist, and a wide blood light like a waterfall hit the back of Li Hanxue's head.

The disciples of Huangge immediately exclaimed: "Be careful!"

Li Hanxue did not even look at him, let alone look back, and continued to walk slowly towards Luo Weiyuan.

The blood light collapsed before it got three feet close to Li Hanxue.

This scene seemed quite strange and terrifying to outsiders, especially to the Ghost Gate disciples. The blood light was like a sudden explosion. They had no idea what Li Hanxue had done.

"What's going on!" Ghost Sword was also very surprised. He didn't understand how Li Hanxue made her move. His moves were inexplicably resolved.

Ghost Sword was unwilling to give up and was about to take action again, but Ghost Wolf stopped him: "Ghost Sword, don't fight this guy. This guy is not simple."

"I want to test his ability!" Ghost Sword raised the Ghost Head Sword and stabbed Li Hanxue's chest at a high speed.

"Die!"

This sword was extremely fast, like a red meteorite in the dark night, falling directly down, and the power was even more amazing. It condensed all the power of Ghost Sword. This sword was enough to threaten any seventh-level wild warrior.

Li Hanxue frowned, turned around quickly and punched him in the face. No matter how sharp the sword was, his fist was unstoppable, fearless of any wild soldier, and blasted directly.

Bang!

The fist slammed on the blade, and the ghost sword seemed to see a yellow sea rushing towards him, drowning him in an instant. He was like a drowning duck, and the extremely sharp ghost sword in his hand had no effect.

He was lost in this vast ocean, his head was buzzing, and when he came to his senses, he had already flown hundreds of feet diagonally into the sky. A fist mark was imprinted on his chest, and his heart was almost blown up. The ghost sword in his hand was only a hilt, and the fragments of the sword were scattered all over the sky.

The disciples of the Huang Pavilion were all stunned when they saw Li Hanxue defeat the ghost sword with one punch.

You must know that the Ghost Sword is a sixth-level desolate warrior, with overwhelming power. When he struck down with his palm just now, no one of the more than 20,000 people in Huangge dared to take his move, and they all chose to avoid it immediately.

However, as soon as Li Hanxue took action, he knocked away such a powerful ghost sword with just one punch. This kind of fighting power was something they had never seen or heard of before.

Some of the older generation of Huangge disciples were fortunate enough to participate in several of Huangge's foreign wars hundreds of years ago, and they also saw this invincible aura in Ji Xiangtian.

"Our new Pavilion Master is actually so powerful! This kind of combat power is probably even inferior to that of high-level Huang warriors. It's amazing, it's really powerful!" Some Huang Pavilion disciples couldn't help but sigh.

They are not wild warriors, and they do not understand the true horror of Li Hanxue.

The most shocking people present were Luo Weiyuan and Si Yuan.

Luo Weiyuan was trembling all over, and Li Hanxue felt like his soul was trembling just by standing in front of him. This feeling reminded him of the ghost-faced old man.

"Two months ago, his strength was on par with me. If he really got serious, he would be even weaker than me. But what is going on now! The guy who was beaten away has the sixth level of the wild martial arts realm. He was actually punched by Li Hanxue and was unable to fight back!" Luo Weiyuan really couldn't understand why Li Hanxue had improved so quickly, and what was even more unacceptable to him was that Li Hanxue was only a fourth-level wild warrior.

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