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Countless spiritual energies gathered.

The light was shining everywhere. At this time, the Sword God was bathed in light like a true god. Ten Thousand Swords Starlight, a transparent giant sword emitting light, stood in front of the Sword God. Under such a scene, even Lin Bei was amazed.

A tremor.

For a moment, it was like seeing a real god, and Lin Bei was really surprised by that power.

"Ten thousand swords return to the clan!"

The sword god roared with scarlet eyes.

He had never used this sword before when facing those monsters.

I once thought that I would probably never use this test, but I never thought that facing my own kind today would force him to use his full strength.

He also knew that if Lin Bei Zhusha could not be successfully killed with this sword, he would be left with endless troubles. Not only would his image be damaged, but more importantly, he would never be able to fight again after this sword.

combat effectiveness.

boom!

The sword god roared.

A huge sword fell.

He used all his strength.

The shock this time brought was no longer the same as before.

Dark clouds cover the sun.

Dark night falls.

In the darkness, a giant sword loomed in the air.

Lin Beizou frowned and twitched the corners of his mouth.

He vaguely felt that the barrier he had set seemed to be loosened, and the barrier that was so stiff unexpectedly showed cracks like spider silk. At this time, even Lin Bei was dumbfounded.

Damn it.

Are you really going to die here today?

He looked in front of him in surprise, but he quickly reacted. He touched his waist with one hand and tightly grasped all the things he could use, and at the same time quickly mobilized the Yin Qi around him.

All the Yin Qi turned into a shield in front of him. Even though Lin Bei knew that these shields could not protect him, he had to try now.

The Thousand Blades of the Ghost Sword turned into countless fragments and intercepted them in front of Lin Bei.

All he has to do is hold on!

The giant sword fell.

The gravity is like a huge mountain pressing on top.

Lin Bei's entire facial features were distorted.

He gritted his teeth and persisted, but his body still couldn't bear the gravity. The next second his legs bent unconsciously, and the pressure brought by that force was far from over, or even just the beginning.

Turbulent power surged in.

Click!

The barrier is loosening little by little.

The ground beneath my feet kept shaking and seemed to be collapsing.

"Depend on."

"Fighting hard."

Lin Bei gritted his teeth and persisted, standing up abruptly and looking at the Sword God with firm eyes.

He rounded his arms, and the mourning stick immediately fell towards the sword god's head.

boom!

The mourning stick collided with the sword intent in the air.

Sonic booms exploded in the air one after another.

"Click!"

The barrier shattered.

"That is how the matter?"

At this moment, a group of people arrived here.

Two luxury cars drove side by side and stopped at the entrance of the cemetery. Looking at the giant sword in the sky, everyone's hearts were in their throats and they looked in that direction anxiously.

"It's definitely that guy, yes."

"Go quickly, before things get too big. If outsiders find out, it will be troublesome then."

The middle-aged man in uniform also shouted anxiously.

He knew the Sword God very well.

As the top being in the entire Nanhu City, even if their Ghost Suppression Division wants to use the Sword God, they have to weigh it carefully. In this way, if the Sword God really loses control, even the top beings in the entire Nanhu City will not be able to control it.

Can survive the scene.

This is what they worry about most.

Several people rushed over quickly.

The two people were wrestling together in the open space again.

The mourning stick kept swinging towards the sword god.

The giant sword above his head had already reached Lin Bei's head. The distance just now was just the beginning, and the surging power that came next shocked Lin Bei even more.

The sharp blade can cut through almost anything.

Ten thousand swords turned into one sword.

The sword's power is enough to cut through the sky.

Fortunately, Lin Bei, with the help of the barrier just now and the King of Hell's Transformation Card, his whole strength surged in an instant. By gathering the Yin Qi around him and using his temporary skills, he quickly redeemed a group of ghosts.

After absorbing the yin energy of these ghosts, he was barely able to resist.

"How can this be?"

Seeing that his long sword fell, but Lin Bei was still safe and sound, the Sword God was dumbfounded.

Ning Shishi and Ning Mingxuan, who were watching all this, were also dumbfounded.

"This guy defeated the ancestor?"

Ning Mingxuan stared and couldn't believe it.

"Impossible. With this guy's methods, how could he be able to deal with the ancestor so easily? There must be something wrong with it."

He still can't believe what is happening in front of him.

After all, it was really shocking.

The trump card of the Three Thousand Sects, the Three Thousand Sword Gods with the top human strength, unexpectedly lost to an unknown person.

How can this be?

On the surface, Lin Bei looks calm and calm.

But in fact, only he can understand the pain of his body.

That power is indeed surging, and it is indeed difficult to resist. Even if you have various shields, the moment the sword falls, even the Ghost Sword Thousand Blades turns into a shield and cannot resist it. When the long sword falls, the ghost

The thousands of swords turned into fragments and were inserted into the ground one by one, while Lin Bei's body endured the bombardment of the giant sword.

There were also several wounds left on his body.

It can be said that now he is just relying on one breath to hold on.

But he was gambling.

He's betting on the Sword God's pride!

"impossible."

The sword god seemed to have fallen into madness, his eyes wide open and looking in front of him in disbelief. He had just concentrated all his cultivation, but this sword had no effect, and even Lin Bei was not killed.

How can this be?

Feeling the bombardment just now, the people who came here quickened their pace.

When they saw the scene in front of them, they were completely dumbfounded.

I saw the sword god in the open space looking miserable. The sword standing in front of him was broken!

His disheveled appearance is no different from that of a beggar on the street. If Liu Zhiming, the Commander of the Ghost Division of Nanhu Town, had not recognized the Sword God, it would be difficult to imagine that this man was the Three Thousand Sword God who was once famous all over the world.

On the opposite side of the Sword God, there was a man wearing strange attire, holding a mourning stick and a soul chain, his body covered in blood.

At this moment, Lin Bei felt as if his whole body was about to fall apart. Blood was pouring out from the wound. He saw the sword god kneeling in front of him in despair.

A mouthful of blood spurted out.

After the transformation of the King of Hell ended, he returned to his human appearance. His entire body was much smaller than before, and his body was covered in blood. The appearance was extremely terrifying.

"Three Thousand Sword Gods, nothing more than that!"

Lin Bei endured the severe pain in his body and laughed.

But at this moment, he couldn't hold it on anymore, he rolled his eyes and fell unconscious on the ground.