Maoshan Ghost King

They never thought that Ge Yu would use such a powerful method.

A hedgehog, plus a top-level demon, this is about to go against the sky.

The battle started quickly. Two veterans from Longhushan Great Xingtang dealt with Li Zejian, and two Great Xingtang masters dealt with Yue Qiang, one dealt with demons, one dealt with the hedgehog, and there was one left, and aimed directly. Ge Yu, the old way knew that among these people, the rest were not terrible, only Ge Yu was the most difficult to deal with, especially the two helpers around him, it was terrifying to make people fearful. I don't know where he made such a scary thing.

Yang Fan originally wanted to deal with a master of the Great Xingtang in the past, but with her cultivation level, it is estimated that within a few dozen moves, she would be held by the people of the Great Xingtang, so Yang Fan changed his mind and directly helped Hei Xiao Look to deal with those people in Xiao Xingtang.

Only Yi Yan was pregnant, with one hand covering his belly, and the other holding the sword, staring at Yue Qiang, for fear of what might happen to him.

In fact, Yi Yan knew in his heart that the people of Longhushan had no feasts with Yue Qiang. Apart from the relationship with Li Zejian, the friendship with Longhushan was pretty good, but when the interests of Longhushan were involved At the time, the people of Longhushan couldn’t control so much. After all, the Excalibur Soulchaser in Li Zejian’s hand was a rare flying sword, and there were not many in China. Once this flying sword fell on the dragon In the hands of Hushan, the prestige and strength of Longhushan will be greatly increased.

Even with the name of Nine Sun Flower Li Bai, the people of Longhushan would not behave like Yue Qiang.

But even if Yue Qiang was injured, Yi Yan was unacceptable, she would be extremely nervous, that was her husband.

The opponent to Ge Yu was an old Dao called Zhiyan Zhenren. He was over a hundred years old, with white beard and hair. The blue-gray Dao robe was worn on his body. He was out of vulgarity. This old Dao did not hold a sword, but a white one. The whisk, but he was carrying a sword on his back.

Zhiyan Zhenren's figure flickered, and he came to Ge Yu. The Maoshan Seven-Star Sword in Ge Yu's hand was aroused, and the seven small swords below clinked and pointed at Zhiyan.

That Zhiyan Zhenren was also kind. He was only about five meters away from Ge Yu. He didn't rush to make a move. He just said lightly: "Senior Nephew Long Yan, Pan Dao has a good relationship with your Master Chen, so I shouldn't treat you like this. The juniors do it, but this matter is related to the magic weapon of Longhushan Town, the poor Dao had to take this treasure back to Longhushan, you are a disciple of Maoshan, connected with my Longhushan, why are you going to fight? Right, Pang Dao doesn't want to hurt you, and you are not Pang Dao's opponent either."

"Uncle Zhiyan, as the saying goes, they are different. Brother Li is my brother. He walks the rivers and lakes and takes the lead in the righteous character. I can't see the dead without saving. Let's do it. My nephew is trying to teach Longhushan's brilliant tricks. Yu said seriously.

Zhiyan Zhenren nodded slightly, shook his head again, and said, "Don't talk about Pang Dao bullying the junior, Pang Dao also acted on the order of the master, you can rest assured, Pang Dao will not kill you, you can make a move."

Speaking of this, what is there to say, today the two sides are facing the enemy, and one of them must be going to get down, not Longhushan, or the group of them.

war!

Fight to the death.

As soon as Ge Yu came up, he urged all his spiritual power to send the Maoshan Seven-Star Sword in his hand to the most dazzling position. The runes on it were ready to come out, and the seven small swords immediately separated and surrounded him.

At the same time, Ge Yu urged the formula: "Ming Ming Ming, Taishang Edict, disciple of Maoshan, palm seven stars... seven swords from the fire!"

As soon as the curse was finished, blue flames blazed from the seven small swords, and they burned.

From beginning to end, the Zhiyan Zhenren stood motionless. Seeing Ge Yu make such a battle, the Zhiyan Zhenren nodded slightly and said, "The younger generation is terrifying... the younger generation among Taoist disciples. , You can be regarded as a leader, why didn't you have a talent like you in Longhushan..."

As soon as these words fell, Ge Yu's seven small swords burning with blue flames rushed towards Zhiyan Zhenren at extremely fast speed.

Seeing that the seven small swords were about to fall on the Zhiyan Zhenren, there was still a distance of less than two meters, but seeing that the Zhiyan Zhenren suddenly stretched out his hand, pinched a magic formula, and moved towards the distance in the air. With one shot, a word came out: "Broken!"

One word hesitated, the Qi field burst, and the anger swallowed the mountains and rivers, and the seven small swords immediately froze in the air, unable to advance.

Ge Yu gritted his teeth and continued to urge the spiritual power on his body, controlling the seven small swords to move closer, his body shook involuntarily, and the seven small swords hummed and turned crazily, blue The flames were raging, but he still couldn't move forward a little bit.

On the other hand, the Zhiyan Zhenren didn't change his face, and squinted at Ge Yu.

"Yes, it's a real skill!" Zhiyan Zhenren said, suddenly swiping the whisk in his hand, a huge force suddenly struck, and the seven small swords controlled by Ge Yu immediately turned their spearheads toward them. Ge Yu came from here.

Ge Yu felt tight in his chest, and only felt the blood surging all over, he snorted, and waved the Maoshan Seven Star Sword in his hand again, trying to gather all the seven small swords back.

These seven small swords are one body with the Maoshan Seven Star Sword, and the interaction between them is very strong.

For that matter, Ge Yu urged all his spiritual power to bring the seven small swords back together, but the strength of the Zhiyan Zhenjin was too strong, even if Ge Yu gathered the seven back. Xiaojian's footsteps also kept staggering backwards, and it took seven or eight steps to stabilize his figure.

It is worthy of being a master at the same level as his master Chen Yuan, the gap is not generally large.

This made Ge Yu suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness, but Ge Yu was still not discouraged. After gathering the seven small swords, he saw Ge Yu suddenly stretched out his hand and cut the center of his eyebrows and sacrificed a drop of blood. Putting it in the palm of his hand, he squeezed a few tactics in succession, and suddenly the aura of his whole body rose sharply, and his body even emitted a faint fluorescence.

Seeing Ge Yu like this, Zhiyan Zhenren shook his head helplessly, and said, "Why are you? It stimulates your blood, damages your lifespan, and makes your cultivation regress. Is Li Zejian better for you than you Is life still important?"

Ge Yu did not respond, but once again raised the Maoshan Seven-Star Sword in his hand, shook his body, and ran towards Zhiyan Zhenren again.