Zhao Xuan turned into a surging rainbow of blood, broke through the sword energy, and slayed in front of the Golden Cang Ghost King.

The blood knife slashed in the middle of the dark golden light group, and the majestic power was like a thick eddy current. Even if the blood knife was sharp, the slash was immediately blocked by the light group.

I saw that the dark golden rays of light circulated endlessly, exuding bursts of magnificent and heavy power, mighty, like a vast ocean.

Under the influence of this mysterious power, the blood knife seemed to be cut into the quagmire with one blow, unable to break free.

Zhao Xuan's expression changed when he saw this.

The Ghost King Jin Cang had a gloomy expression, and immediately snorted coldly, saying, "Boy, you are still a little tender!"

After all, I saw his hands together, and the dark golden light group immediately condensed, as if a hundred rivers were returning to the sea, the momentum was like a vortex of water, the momentum was surging, and the mighty power was surging.

Under the influence of this magnificent force, Zhao "423" Xuan's blood saber trembled, and finally the brilliance flashed, and the blood saber immediately collapsed and disappeared into the invisible.

The dark golden light group quickly condensed, and the magnificent power surged, and then I saw Jin Cang ghost king shake his hands, and the dark golden light shot out immediately and slammed towards Zhao Xuan.

Zhao Xuan's pupils shrank, and he quickly slashed with both hands, and a blood shield was called out from the bloody light, with twelve skeletons engraved on it, and the evil spirit was overwhelming.

The next moment, the dark golden light group killed, the blood shield was brilliant, the radiance of the twelve skeletons spread, and the killing intent rose and fell, consuming the strong power of the dark golden light.

However, the ghost king Jin Cang is the strongest among the ghost kings after all.

Although the blood shield blocked it for a while, it was not the opponent of the dark golden light group after all. After a few breaths, it trembled.

Seeing this, Zhao Xuan knew that he was invincible, and he made a decisive decision. He saw a flash of blood on his body, and immediately retreated. At the same time, he pointed the sword in his hand and poked at the blood shield from a distance.

The blood shield was shocked, and then the blood light soared, and the aura of destruction surged out.

"Not good!" Jin Cang's Ghost King was shocked, and he quickly harnessed the golden light to protect his body, layer upon layer, and the sword qi whistled.

In the next instant, only a sound of "Boom" was heard, and the blood shield exploded, blood splattered, and the power of slaughter eroded the eight wastes.

Jin Cang Ghost King's body was full of vigor, and he was constantly consuming the blood light, but after all, he prepared in a hurry, the sword energy was thin and weak, and it was not long before the blood light power took advantage of the gap.

After listening to the ghost king of Jin Cang groaning, there was a golden rainbow light lasing out, and in the blink of an eye, he exited the range of the blood light.

Blood light and sword energy swept through the air, strangling each other and collapsing.

After a while, the two forces perished together, the sky was calm, Zhao Xuan and Jin Cang Ghost King were facing each other from a distance, their faces were solemn.

However, in addition to Zhao Xuan's solemnity, he was also somewhat cold and uplifting.

In addition to being dignified, the ghost king of Jin Cang was only gloomy and cold, with a cold light flashing in his eyes, as if he had the intent to kill.

If it was an ordinary fight, Zhao Xuanyan would be his opponent. But right now Ye Jia was watching with a cold eye, unable to figure it out, but he never dared to make a ruthless attack.

After all, he knew that although he was considered a strong man among ghost kings, he was still nothing compared to a heaven-defying existence like Ye Jia.

It was only after a battle that the Ghost King Jin Cang realized that Zhao Xuan was not an ordinary person who had just entered the realm of ghost kings.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help snorting coldly, urging the ghost power all over his body, flipping his palm, calling out a surging aura, gushing endlessly, surging in front of him.

Seeing this, Zhao Xuan was also unwilling to be outdone, and he also flipped his palms, summoning boundless killing power, like a wave of blood, shaking in the air.

After that, his hands were sealed, and the blood was bright, and the killing power immediately condensed, turning into thousands of blood blades, and the suffocation was surging.

The Golden Cang Ghost King swiped in the air with both hands, arousing boundless energy, like a surging ocean, floating in the sky, mighty and boundless.

The methods of the two are quite similar, but as soon as they make a move, a judgment is made, and the strength of the Golden Cang Ghost King is undoubtedly revealed.

Seeing this, Zhao Xuan was not panicked.

I saw the seal in his hand, the ghost power poured out, and the endless killing power immediately condensed, as if pieces of willow leaves were flying into the sky.

The blood light filled the sky, and a huge blood wall immediately formed. This blood wall penetrated the sky and the ground, as if the size of a mountain, but it was only a thin layer.

A huge blood blade shot out from the sky, facing the boundless sea of ​​vigor, and immediately fell, and the blood light burst.

Energetic, with endless killing intent.

The huge blood blade fell in the air, submerging into the sea of ​​vigor, and for a while, the profound light was vast, and the light thunder was beating.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Countless vigor was shattered, and the blood blade continued to crack. It seems that the blood blade is invincible, but the blood blade condenses the killing power on one side, and the power is condensed and thick, but it is used on the "blade"...  

As a result, the blood blade slashed to the sky, and the grand power shook out countless spirits. The Golden Cang Ghost King couldn't help but be shocked and angry, his face was ashen.

The blood blade broke through the sea of ​​vigor, and although only a small half of it was left, it was still full of momentum, and with an indomitable momentum, it killed the ghost king of Jin Cang.

The power of this blood blade is so great that Ghost King Jin Cang knows without thinking that if he doesn't try his best to resist it, this is enough to kill him.

Thinking of this, Jin Cang Ghost King became angry and hated, gnashing his teeth: "Damn it! Hateful!"

Immediately, he saw his hands suddenly tremble, and in the turbulent agitation, he slapped his chest fiercely.

When these two palms were taken, Jin Cang's Ghost King's body shook, and his face suddenly paled a lot.

However, in the next moment, a golden light flashed on his chest, and then his vigor was surging, and the dark golden light was thousands of feet away.

With such power, Zhao Xuan didn't know what magical powers the Ghost King Jin Cang was going to use, but he also knew that it was no trivial matter.

Thinking of this, his palm was empty, and the speed of the blood blade was better than three points. It was as fast as a thunderbolt, and it came with a bang, hitting the Golden Cang Ghost King.

"boom--"

The blood blade exploded immediately, and the blood light was accompanied by the power of slaughter, and it was boundless and mighty.

When the sky is empty, it is all buried by blood, and the terrifying power penetrates the sky and the earth, and it is thrilling.

In this situation, the three thousand ghost generals were all shocked: "Zhao Zuozhi is really powerful!"

0.7 "Under such mighty power, the Golden Cang Ghost King has probably died in nine out of ten..."

........

However, Ye Jia, who had been watching from the sidelines, frowned, showing a playful look, and said with a smile, "It's interesting..."

After a while, the wind and the cloud disappeared, and the sky returned to peace.

When the ghosts saw it, they were shocked.

"what!"

"how is this possible?!"

The ghosts were talking a lot, but Zhao Xuan looked gloomy.

I saw that in the mid-air, the Golden Cang Ghost King was still standing impressively. Although his momentum was declining, his body was in a mess, and his face was pale, it was clear that he had not suffered a fatal blow.

On the chest of the Golden Cang Ghost King, amidst the agitation, a dark sword suddenly emerged from his chest, revealing a small half, and the dark golden light flickered endlessly. .

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