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Jiangchuan was very satisfied with the effect.

The mantra was very impressive today, and he successfully killed the enemy twice.

I don’t know if he would be able to kill them all if he just said one thing.

But this is just a rough idea.

With the effect of the mantra, I'm afraid it will backfire on the spot and hit me again.

Although he won't die, he definitely can't maintain his superior appearance.

He looked at the pretender with a playful look.

"How about you try it next time?"

Gui Wuchang sat upright, and the disdain on his face gradually disappeared.

This thing is so Anomaly.

Two people were struck to death by lightning in a row. If this was a coincidence, then it would be called a ghost.

Now he actually wants to threaten himself.

He snorted coldly.

"Boy, don't take yourself too seriously. Be prepared. You won't be hacked that easily."

"What's more, my guide boat is protected by formations."

"You want to strike me with lightning. Do you think it's possible?"

"How will you know if you don't try."

"Thunder comes."

There was a rumble, and a bolt of lightning struck down.

Everyone...

[Ding, shorten your life by ten years. ]

A burst of wanton laughter rang out.

"It made me laugh. That's it."

"It almost made me pee."

"Made, you won't die even if you do this. This kid is really lucky."

A series of taunts made Jiang Chuan's face darken.

Sure enough, I can’t boast.

Before it can kill everyone, it has brought disaster to itself.

My own glorious image.

Now it's completely over.

Mengyun breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, I hid far away just now.

Otherwise, he would definitely be implicated by what happened just now.

"Um, Fellow Daoist, are you okay?"

"No. This little attack. It's not a big deal."

"That's right. Then I don't know if you can bear the anger of my Ghost Sword Sect."

Killed both of them from Yin Yuan First Layer.

This matter will not let go.

The mocking smiles on the faces of everyone in the Ghost Sword Sect faded, and their cold gazes fell on him.

Jiang Chuan smiled slightly and raised his middle finger.

"You'll know if you try it."

"Haha, very good. Then I want to see why you are so presumptuous with me here."

He waved his hand and pointed at Jiangchuan.

A few faint words fell.

"kill him."

All Ghost Sword Sect disciples instantly mobilized their strength and rushed towards Jiangchuan.

Mengyun was shocked. Faced with such a powerful attack, even she did not dare to face it head-on.

“Fellow Daoist flash mob!”

Jiang Chuan was indifferent. His right hand, wearing a black metal glove, was holding the formation dagger.

The two-dimensional illusion formation formed around him.

The two phantoms formed a spiritual vortex with him as the center.

The outer three Origin Returning array lights up.

The three phantoms extracted huge spiritual power from them. At three points, countless spiritual powers turned into high-speed gas and shot out.

Bang bang bang explosions sounded continuously.

Disciples of the Ghost Sword Sect in the sky were pierced through and killed instantly.

A red rain of blood began to fall in the nearby area.

The bodies of the Ghost Sword Sect disciples who were no longer breathing were smashed to the ground and became unresponsive.

The formation dissipated and the scene became deathly quiet.

The female cultivators of Yunmeng Sect all turned pale, looking at the square dyed red, their whole bodies trembling uncontrollably.

Is this the devil?

Why is he so strong?

Just one person killed these thousands of Ghost Sword Sect disciples to pieces.

Is this really something a human can do?

The same is true for Fairy Mengyun at this time.

Although these are all cultivators in the mortal realm.

But there are so many quantities there.

Even if she were asked to kill him, it would be impossible to do it in such a short period of time.

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That's six thousand people.

Not six hundred.

Most of them are above Martial Emperor.

If the Ghost Sword Sect loses so much at once, it will definitely have a huge impact on the entire sect.

He looked at the man's back.

Alchemist?

This damn guy is an alchemist?

If she believes this kind of nonsense, then she, Meng Yun, is mentally retarded.

Gui Wuchang looked at the miserable scene below, and his face turned completely livid.

He looked at the bastard with fierce eyes.

I was definitely deceived.

This person is definitely not an alchemist.

If I had known this, I shouldn't have used those Low Level cannon fodder to die.

"Boy. You're very good. How dare you."

Jiangchuan smiled confidently.

"Don't be so excited. I'll send you on your way right away. I won't let your disciple be alone."

While speaking, the person was already stepping on the air and leaping several times to the same level.

The whole person turned into a sharp sword light and rushed towards the opponent.

"Hmph! Do you think you will be a match for a close master like me? You are really arrogant."

"Fuck me, I don't want to see him still standing in front of me."

More than twenty practitioners of Yin Yuan Yi Second Layer poured spiritual power into their long swords and launched attacks on Jiangchuan.

[Ding, do you want to copy the skills? ]

"copy."

[Ding, get the Huangpin Kung Fu Ghost Sword. ]

Spending a hundred years of life to obtain such a skill did not exceed his expectations.

Before coming here, I already knew what this sect practiced.

I have collected these techniques, but some of them are not used.

What I really want to think about is to see if I can synthesize something else of value.

But at this moment, the system's voice sounded again.

[Ding, spend a thousand years of life to obtain Demon Race Xuanpin Kung Fu, Rakshasa Transparent Sword. ]

Jiang Chuan raised his eyebrows, what jumped out this time was a bit strange.

Why did Demon Race's technique even appear?

But now is not the time to think about that.

Point it out.

The majestic spiritual power surrounded his whole body and finally condensed at his fingertips.

The fingers wearing black metal gloves shot out 128 long swords made of condensed spiritual power in an instant.

Some also have Sword Intent condensed on them.

Second Layer's sword points to the universe.

A sword light penetrated through the group of people.

In an instant.

Everyone froze there.

He stared at his heart in astonishment, at the location of Qi Sea.

The bodies fell downward one by one.

The air seemed to solidify at this moment.

He looked at this scene in astonishment, with a ghostly expression on his face.

Who would have thought that so many masters of the Ghost Sword Sect would be killed by one move.

Compared with the scene just now, what is happening before my eyes is definitely more shocking.

Especially Master Mengyun.

As a master of Yin Yuan Third Layer.

She knew what this scene meant better than anyone else.

With a puff, Gui Wuchang, who was brewing a sneak attack at the rear, spat out a mouthful of blood.

He looked down at his destroyed Qi Sea, his face pale.

"Tao, Fellow Daoist. I am the young master of the Ghost Sword Sect. If you dare to kill me, the entire Ghost Sword Sect will not let you go!"

Jiang Chuan smiled and shook his head, and after a few steps across the sky, he appeared on the guide boat.

"Why, you shouldn't think so. I'll let you go back and tell the truth, right?"

"Also, I'm a little curious about your identity. Are you really a human?"

Demon Race's technique appears here, which is problematic no matter how you look at it.

The guy in front of me is paler than the others.

But his whiteness was a little unusual.

I thought it was just a coincidence before.

But after getting the Rakshasa Transparent Sword, he guessed a possibility.