Chapter 722

Wailing and scolding resound through the world. Yunfan's figure with a sword has already started a fierce battle with hundreds of sword spirits.

The clamorous soul of the boy was cut into two by the ice sword on the spot and swallowed up in the scream.

Hundreds of sword spirits are not afraid of it. The disappearance of boy Qie and demon Dao, village Zheng, stimulates their anger, especially the famous Dao.

All of them are the souls of the swords who have experienced many battles. Although they have no body, they can not be afraid of the enemy.

Countless souls of swords cleaved on Yun fan again and again. The famous swords had unique skills, and the scene was very spectacular.

However, only the spirit of Diwu can make Yunfan suffer a little flesh and blood, and the rest of the spirit of Diwu can only cause self damage.

Yunfan takes his palm as a knife and cuts it down several times. The weather is surging, the earth is moving and the mountains are shaking.

The soul of the sword under Diwu was unable to resist his attack, and could only get seriously injured.

Bing Ling cooperates with Yun fan to devour the injured soul of the sword while fighting with the soul of the sword. Occasionally, she can help him block a few swords, which is already cooperation.

It was not until the evening that Yun fan came out of the world with Bing Ling and stained with blood.

He's running out of Reiki, so he can't get out of it.

Now he has captured 70% of the sword spirits in one side of the world. As long as he refine the 70% of the sword spirits first, he wants to get the remaining 30% just to search for things.

However, under the baptism of great rejuvenation, his wounds healed quickly, but it consumed a lot of aura, which also led to the exhaustion of aura in his body.

The aura needed to repair spiritual body damage is not the same level as the aura needed to treat ordinary people's injuries.

But there are so many sword spirits waiting for him to refine. The problem of restoring aura is just a small problem.

He sat cross knee, put the ice sword on his legs, and began to refine the soul of the ice sword.

When refining the soul of the sword, Yun fan can't help feeling a little.

According to the memory of Bingling's soul from Luan Honglian, these sword spirits were captured by daoman of Luwu, the great Yin Yang master of bomoliu. Even the tomb of the sword was specially reserved by him for later generations.

Even Yun Yun felt that it was a little tricky to fight with them. It can be seen that the Luwu daoman who captured them may be very powerful.

Moreover, judging from the fact that one heaven and earth can trap so many sword spirits, we can see that Lu Wu Dao man is not simple.

The question is, what about others?

The soul of the sword still exists. He is so strong that he can't die easily.

Now the island country is turned upside down by him, and he doesn't see a strong man attacking him. It's really hard for him to figure out. It's like all the island country's experts are dead.

However, there was a sense of crisis in his heart, which became more and more serious.

The sea is usually calm because a storm is coming.

……

Finally free, Suzuki Sakuragi finds a place to wash himself, sneaks into other people's homes, steals a suit of clothes, puts them on, and goes home with a lot of effort.

Not surprisingly, she was severely scolded by her father, taro Suzuki, and even punished to think twice.

Today, the situation in the island country is turbulent, and Suzuki taro is really worried about the fate of his daughter who ran away from home.

As a result, in the evening, when he wanted to ask his daughter if she was wrong, he found that she had disappeared, and he was very anxious.

But he didn't know that Sakurai Suzuki had already gone to Kato's home.

Perhaps, it should be said that it is in the former site of Kato's family.

The scorched land, like a door wall in ruins, is so out of place in the busy streets.

Sakurai Suzuki, confused, began to ask passers-by what was going on.

Finally, a passer-by uncle told the story of Kato's house being destroyed, and Sakurai Suzuki was stupid on the spot.

Looking back, she grasped the passer-by's arms tightly and asked anxiously, "what about Yingyi Kato? He's not dead, is he? "

The passer-by shook his head and sighed: "dead, the whole family has been destroyed, and there is no one left."

"What's the matter? Who did it? " Sakurai Suzuki's eyes suddenly widened and his eyes cracked.

The passer-by said in a low voice: "the TV said it was a fire, but I heard it was actually a vendetta. On that day, many people saw someone flying out of Kato's house, as if they were still stepping on a flying sword, just like Yun zhantian. That guy is really sinful."

Suzuki Sakuragi lost his mind and a pair of small hands slipped from the arms of the passer-by's uncle.

Seeing this, the passer-by was puzzled, "what's the matter with you? Can I help you? "

"No, thank you." Suzuki Sakuragi shakes his head and walks into the ruins. Finally, he kneels down powerlessly.

Two lines of clear tears flowed from her pink eyes and slid down her cheeks.

Her hands gripped the scorched earth, shaking all over.

"I swear in the name of God... I will live to kill Yun zhantian for the rest of my life!"

……

At noon the next day, Daxueshan.

There is a vast expanse around. Although it's spring, it's like winter here.

All year round, the trees here will be covered with snow all year round, and so will the mountains.

Gusts of cold wind, occasionally rolled up a few wisps of snow, I do not know where hit is the end result.

There is a figure standing on the top of the snow mountain.

There was a samurai sword in front of him, which was covered by snow in many places. However, the position of the blade of the samurai sword was still shining in the sun, and the snow did not invade.

The man's body was covered with a thick layer of snow, such as facial features, shoulders, long hair, eight abdominal muscles, and even ice.

He didn't move, like a statue. He didn't even see his chest undulating with his breath.

This person's mouth nose, also did not have the chill to come out.

Click

A thin layer of ice suddenly split in his abdomen.

"I see."

He suddenly spoke, a body of ice and snow in an instant into hot water from his body, and melted part of the snow under his feet.

He opened his eyes, deep pupil, blooming endless edge.

"Mountain God, I seem to understand the magic power."

The faint voice sounded from heaven and earth, "what magic power is it?"

Dali Dao emperor did not rush to reply, but began to take care of himself. "With this magic power, I am finally qualified to enter Yuanqiao fairy mountain! Ha ha ha ha! "

His voice vibrated wildly from the top of the mountain.

Boom... Boom!!

The whole big snow mountain, suddenly avalanche!

The battle was so big that even the mountain began to shake.

The faint voice rang, "the power of sound?"

"No Dali Dao Huang shakes his head indifferently.

The quiet voice became a little anxious, "show me one."

Dairi Dao emperor was not moved. He calmly opened his mouth and said, "tell me the whereabouts of yunzhantian, and you will see my magic power right away."