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Dang Dang Dang, Zi Shuang fiercely slashed away Ling Jun's twin swords, pouncing towards him. Asura's Seven Killing Blade.

She was sure that this knife could take both their lives. No matter how strong they were, they were at the end of their tether. They could only use up their primordial spirit swords in battle. Its strength was far inferior to that of wielding a sword in battle. How strong could a Immortal Soul Cultivator's Nascent Soul be?

None of the spirits under the purple light had a way out. Everyone cheered loudly. To deal with this kind of villain, he had to do everything in his power. In an instant, Violet Frost became the hero who saved the princess. He threw himself on the ground and came back to life.

Everyone was disappointed that their spirit hadn't died yet. He was still standing at his original position, but a blood-red staff was now in his hand. The magical staff, the terrifying staff. He released a huge skeleton to block Violet Frost's slash.

Crazy, this guy was really a dual cultivator in swordsmanship. Damn it. A lot of people were rubbing their hands together. Preparing to gang up on Ling Jun.

The staff in Ling Jun's hand was the Red Devil Staff that he had refined from Lu Eleven's body. This was a treasure that he had dug out while Zhu Yue was cultivating in the cave. It was a pity that Psychic's Head was nowhere to be seen.

The staff was indeed a treasure; it could be distributed in the owner's blood. This was because it was originally refined from the life essence of a peerless cultivator. When born, it had the word "intellect" in it. Only items forged with the grade eight soul stone would carry the word "soul." It was an exception. Many people thought that cultivators could be used as soul stones. But the results were negative.

Not only could the "Wisdom" Staff increase the fighting strength of a magic cultivator, it could also significantly increase the casting speed of a swordsman. Thus, Ling Jun instantly completed the Shield of Bone to block the fatal strike.

The battle between the spirit arts and the spirit sword erupted. The people who had wanted to intervene once again quietly sat back down and watched. The spiritual force was obviously exhausted. If he could even take out the last of his items, how long would he be able to last?

The facts were beyond imagination. The staff in the hands of the spirits seemed to have been restored to full blood. Not only did the three great seals repel the frenzied Zi Shuang, but she also picked up her lost longsword.

He wielded a staff in one hand and a treasured sword in the other. His spirit was truly unstoppable. Within the blood-red light, he looked like an evil ghost that had come from hell. He was brutal, violent, strange, and bloody.

The combination of sword and magic, hot blood and anger. This caused the entire valley to become restless. That powerful impact would endlessly spread outwards from the center of the battlefield. The moonlight was hazy, and the mountain winds were howling. The black light that caused all this seemed to have dimmed.

Boom! Boom! The full power explosion finally came to an end. The three swords in Zi Shuang's body had both been cut twice. Silence was always short. Everyone had been waiting for an opportunity. Wait for them to separate.

"Everyone, let's attack together and eliminate this madman." It was already unforgivable to let a beauty get injured. To let a beauty and hero get injured, he had to cut her into a thousand pieces.

Roar, roar, charge! In the sky and on the ground, all the hot-blooded men had joined in the slaughter.

Before Zi Shuang could react, she was already protected by dozens of fans. She shouted in a tender voice as she slashed out with her blade. Puchi, puchi! After the two were chopped down, the scene was in complete chaos.

Everyone collapsed. The person they were trying to protect at all costs was actually hacked to death by someone they were trying to protect. Crazy, completely crazy. There was one less person and one less opponent. The person who wanted to seize the treasure quickly took action and started the purge.

Although the cleaning had begun, the spirit hunters were still the targets of many people. Especially the Heavenly Phoenix Family and the Wu Family.

This was what a battlefield was like, what a fight to the death. Spirit was using all kinds of cultivation techniques, soul skills, spells, godly techniques, and demonic techniques.

"Die for me!" "The Red Magic Staff exploded into the air." "Explode!" The sky was filled with a rain of blood and red clouds. The staff turned into a huge gossip floating on top of Ling Jun's head.

Roar! Roar! The roar of the wraiths could be heard from the gossip. Grief, terror. And the aura of death it gave off caused people to lose their souls and die. Rays of spiritual wisdom were ruthlessly drawn into the gossip of the red clouds.

"Everyone attack him from a distance. My sword faction is almost here." A mage took the initiative to launch a ranged attack. Following it were countless swords, flames, and hail.

Ling Jun grinned and shouted, "Explode!" The eight trigrams above his head shattered, and countless fragments scattered in all directions.

"Run, Soul Chaser." He's the devil. " The person who was trying to attack from a distance was scared out of his wits. In a panic, he was struck by three fragmented seals at the same time. He immediately fainted from shock.

Everyone scattered as they all used their swords to rush to the edge of Swordscar Peak. There was no one there at the moment. His body was severely exhausted, and he no longer had the strength to continue fighting. He detonated the red magic staff and burst with energy, preparing to rush out of the cliff face in one go.

At this moment, a saber light flashed from her back, and Purple Frost once again attacked. Crazy woman, what enmity do I have with you? He dodged two slashes and reached the edge of the cliff. Zi Shuang stepped on her flying sword and blocked in front of him. The shouts from behind her were even louder. The flying boat, the skeleton, and the divine bird all came crashing over.

Zi Shuang was also exhausted, but she did not want to give Ling Jun a chance to catch her breath. Accept your death! "

"Let's attack together and kill these two looters!" The people on the huge monster really knew how to kill people.

Everyone immediately came to their senses. How could he forget about stealing the treasure? Their attitude towards Violet Frost had undergone a fundamental change. He had forgotten something important just because he was thinking of saving the beauty! Kill, kill without mercy.

Bang, bang, bang. Several thousand people looked down from above. They were casting spells and throwing weapons. Their goal was to kill the two of them.

The heck, how spectacular! Several thousand people attacked at the same time! As expected, the temptation of treasures was great. Even a flying sword falling from the sky cannot change your mind. The spirits had no other way to smash into the bottomless abyss. As long as there was even a sliver of hope, he would not let it go.

As long as you are not dead, I will not let you go. Zi Shuang followed closely behind as she waved her sword again and again. She was so focused on killing Linju that she overlooked the furious mob of thousands of people who had transformed from the hero of beauty rescue into a treasure guard. Bang, a Elite Armament smashed down the mace and mysteriously smashed into her back first.

Who said that when two metal balls fell at the same time, did you consider the initial speed?

"Pu!" Wang Jiao spat out a mouthful of blood after she killed so beautifully. She let out a stuffy grunt before freely falling down to the ground. Ling Jun heaved a sigh of relief. The crazy woman had finally stopped. He had left a sword in his hand and used it to fly out of everyone's attack range when he was three hundred feet below the ground.

After that, he opened all the meridians in his body and started to absorb spiritual energy. He, too, was free to fall.

The edge of the cliff was far deeper than he had imagined. If he wasn't in his best condition, he would think that he had the ability to split open the edge of the cliff when he was in his best condition. Now he didn't have that kind of confidence.

A sword slashed out that was as deep as the abyss! After thirty breaths, he felt that he was no longer able to absorb spiritual energy. The speed at which he was falling was simply too fast. He didn't dare to use the bit of true energy he had accumulated. The bottom couldn't be seen. Such a terrifying strike, this was the Overlord Sword!

The spirit in the gale was watching intently. Suddenly, he discovered that a ball of violet light was rapidly falling. Damned purple light... Why did you break through half! " Ling Du lamented the fact that this crazy woman was extremely lucky.

When he heard the sound of his weapon dropping to the ground, he used all his strength to swing his sword upwards.

Although his falling speed had been slowed down, his spirit was still firmly stuck at the bottom of the cliff. Bam! He felt dizzy and his heart almost jumped out of his throat.

He lay on the ground to recover. He had overdrawn too much of his strength in this battle, and it would take at least ten days or so before he could recover. The worst thing was that the heavens would not give him a chance to breathe. "Before he could stabilize his Qi and blood, the nearby glowing violet figure took a step forward.