Maoshan Ghost King

For a time, the sword in Lei Jingwu's hand, the sword flew up and down, and it flew up and down. Zhong Jinliang rushed forward and fought with Lei Jingwu seven or eight strokes, but he couldn't take it down.

Ge Yu stared at Lei Jingwu for a while, and found that it was really strange. Lei Jingwu's figure was completely carried by the sword. If it weren't for the sword, Lei Jingwu would not survive in Zhong Jinliang's hands. A few tricks.

After being controlled by that sword, Lei Jingwu's cultivation seemed to have become much stronger.

Seeing that Zhong Jinliang hadn't taken it down within a dozen moves, Ge Yu had to carry the Maoshan Seven-Star Sword and rush forward again, taking the Lei Jingwu first.

As soon as Ge Yu left, he heard movement behind him, and when he looked back, he found that Lei Qianjiao was also here.

"Brother Xiaoyu, don't hurt my grandfather..." Lei Qianjiao reminded from behind.

At this moment, seeing Lei Jingwu's madness and his six relatives denying him, Lei Qianjiao was also a little scared.

Not long after, Ge Yu carried the Maoshan Seven-Star Sword and fought against Lei Jingwu, and the two of them squeezed Lei Jingwu in the middle.

At this time, Lei Jingwu's eyes had a crazy meaning, and the sword in his hand was very powerful.

Ge Yu and Zhong Jinliang could actually use a little more domineering means to put this old man on the ground, but they were afraid of hurting him, so they were very well-armed.

However, because of Ge Yu's participation, Lei Jingwu was already a little unsustainable. Finally Ge Yu stuck to his body and shot a feminine palm, which happened to land on his back, sending Lei Jingwu away. .

Lei Jingwu, who fell on the ground, didn't seem to feel any pain. He quickly got up from the ground and continued to roar and rush towards Ge Yu.

"Brother Yu, knock down the sword in his hand, that sword has a big problem." Zhong Jinliang suddenly greeted Ge Yu.

This kid was practising Zhong Kui's Immortal Method, and he was more sensitive to this kind of things. Maybe he saw some clues, but from the very beginning, Ge Yu also found that the sword was indeed a big problem.

This time, both of them focused on the long sword in Lei Jingwu's hand, and rushed forward again together.

Zhong Jinliang was even more ruthless. He directly took the sword of the sword, used the means of seven escapements, and fought close to his body, and finally found an opportunity. First he kicked it out with a kick, and then a tiger pounced and hugged it directly. Even so, Lei Jingwu still did not lose the sword in his hand, as if the sword was stuck in his hand.

At this time, Ge Yu arrived quickly, stretched out his hand and slapped Lei Jingwu on the back of his head, knocking Lei Jingwu unconscious.

Lei Jingwu, who fainted on the ground, still held the sword firmly in his hand, and the runes on it gradually dimmed.

Zhong Jinliang stretched out his hand to remove the sword from Lei Jingwu's hand. At this time, Ge Yu grabbed his arm and said, "Don't touch this sword, this evil nature."

Immediately, Ge Yu used a lot of energy to break Lei Jingwu's fingers apart, and used the Maoshan Seven-Star Sword to pick it aside.

At this point, the sword completely stopped and turned into a black charcoal long sword.

Now that the two have finally determined it, the problem is with the sword used by Lei Jingwu.

"Brother Xiaoyu...Is my grandpa okay?" Lei Qianjiao stepped out from the side when he saw that his grandpa was dealt with, walked to Ge Yu's side, and looked at Lei Jingwu lying on the ground with a worried look.

Ge Yu glanced at the old man, and then asked Lei Qianjiao: "I remember that the magic weapon used by Mr. Lei before was a mahogany sword. When did he change to such a dark sword?"

"I don't know this. I have never seen my grandfather use this sword before, and I don't know where he got it." Lei Qianjiao said in a panic.

"Brother Yu, I can feel an indescribable evil on the body of this sword. The old man must have been affected by this sword." Zhong Jinliang said.

"Are you talking about the Yin Ling attached to the sword?" Ge Yu looked at him and said.

"It's hard to say, but I just felt that Mr. Lei's body didn't seem to have something dirty on him. It was this sword that was pulling Mr. Lei's body when he tried." Zhong Jinliang said.

Ge Yu felt the same way, and then he squatted down, staring at that dark coal-like sword carefully. The rune on it was an ancient rune. Although Ge Yu knew each other, they were connected together. Very profound, for a while, Ge Yu could not figure out the meaning of these runes.

After looking at it for a while, Ge Yu didn't figure out what it means, so he stretched out his hand and planned to pick up the sword to feel it. Since this sword is evil, Ge Yu wants to try the evil nature of this sword.

As soon as Ge Yu stretched out his hand, Zhong Jinliang said in a panic: "Brother Yu... don't touch this sword. If you look like Mr. Lei, I can't control you."

"Don't worry, I should be fine." With that, Ge Yu patted the Spirit Gathering Pagoda, released Aunt Feng, and then said: "If I am affected by this sword for a while, you control it. If you don’t stop me, let Auntie Feng help me. I have to try this sword, or I can’t find a solution to the problem."

"Brother Yu...you be careful." Lei Qianjiao said with some worry.

Ge Yu nodded, and then grabbed the sword on the ground, started Binghan, and a strong evil spirit radiated from the sword.

This sword is a bit heavy, it should be a very good magic weapon, and then Ge Yu poured spiritual power into this black long sword, and the rune on the sword body suddenly appeared again.

Suddenly, there was a very domineering evil spirit from above the sword, and through Ge Yu's hand, it penetrated into his body, trying to control his body.

In addition, there is a very powerful swallowing force on the sword body, which continuously draws the essence of his body towards the sword body.

No, this sword is really evil.

After feeling this power, Ge Yu quickly took a deep breath and confronted the sword with his spiritual power. However, the power of this sword was domineering. The more Ge Yu resisted, the more the sword was released. A more powerful force came out, and the sword in his hand began to tremble, making a "buzzing" sound.

Ge Yu felt as if he couldn't control the sword, his brows were twisted into a rope.

Zhong Jinliang frowned while watching from the side, secretly stretched out his hand and looked at the back of Ge Yu's head. Once his eyes were loose, he prepared to pat it with a palm.