Seeing Fan Wu, who had withstood his two punches, still looking unscathed, the Ghost King of the Tenth Palace had an incredible look in one of his huge vertical pupils.

It's for sure...

If the two punches he threw with all his strength fell on the ghost generals under his command, all the ghost generals tied together would be wiped out!

However, is the flesh and blood body of the guy in front of me too strong?

Is this really just piece after piece of flesh and blood?

Isn’t it really armor made of black iron?

wrong!

Even the armor made of so-called black iron is not as exaggerated as Fan Wu's, and it cannot easily block its attack, and it shows that even the skin on the body is not broken.

"Not good!"

When he noticed, Fan Wu's hand moved.

The Ghost King of the Tenth Palace immediately felt the crisis.

It quickly retracted its arms.

next moment.

The bright sword light of the Demon-Breaking Sword suddenly flashed past in this extremely gloomy underworld. That kind of bright sword light made even the Ghost Kings of the Ten Palaces feel a little dazzling.

"hiss!!"

The Ghost King of the Tenth Palace found that the speed of retracting his arms was too slow!

No!

It should be said that the guy in front of him took action too fast, so fast that it couldn't react in time.

The three fingers in the fists it just punched out were cut off!

The two arms that shot out from its body were naturally part of its body.

Part of the body was cut by the Demon-Breaking Sword.

That kind of pain is no joke.

The Ghost King of the Tenth Palace finally realized why all the useless ghost generals under his command looked so miserable in front of the man in front of him. It seemed that none of them even dared to take the initiative to attack the man in front of him.

That's because, once he is struck by the Demon-Breaking Sword in Fan Wu's hand...

That kind of heartbreaking pain.

It’s unforgettable!

It’s forever etched in the memory!

"Damn it! This can't be the real Northern Black Chigon Horn Demon-Severing Sword?" The Ghost King of the Ten Palaces felt the intense pain, and the pupil in his vertical pupil was trembling slightly.

The whites of his eyes were even more bloodshot.

Such a very outrageous idea appeared in its mind.

However, this outrageous idea was quickly dismissed.

How could it be the real Demon-Severing Sword?

If this was the real Demon-Severing Sword, with this sword blow, it would not just cut off three fingers, it would be that simple.

What's more, although the guy in front of me looks very powerful...

But it’s not like he is the incarnation of the Zhenwudang Demon Emperor, right?

"Are you afraid?" A very calm voice came to the ears of the Ghost King of the Tenth Palace.

There was clearly no sarcasm in the tone of that voice.

But……

The Ghost King of the Tenth Palace felt his anger rising even more!

Scared?

Is it scared?

"Shu Zi! You don't have to bark in front of me! I just saw that you are at least a thousand years younger than me, so I gave you a hand!" The Ghost King of the Tenth Palace roared, and the demonic sound visible to the naked eye spread in all directions, even to the ground.

A layer of dust was raised.

From its huge body like a dark sky, thousands of huge arms suddenly shot out, and each huge arm transformed into various weapons.

There is a knife.

There is a sword.

There is a gun.

Have a halberd

Thousands of arms transformed into various weapons rushed towards Fan Wu like thousands of troops. Each arm thrust out so fast that there were even bursts of sonic booms, bursting out one after another.

A sound barrier cloud!

"Fancy." Fan Wu's arm holding the Demon-Breaking Sword tightened slightly. He did not sense any danger from this attack like a thousand troops, and just made such a comment,

Then he raised his sword and slashed away.

With this sword, Fan Wu did not use any skills, nor did he use any sword skills. It was just an ordinary and simple sword strike.

But his sword seemed to be able to break the hardest object in the world.

The air flow caused by a slash of the sword surged forward like a hurricane.

The thousands of arms that were attacking have not yet touched the Demon-Severing Sword. They have not even come within ten steps of Fan Wu...

Hundreds of arms were shattered in response!

There were also a large number of thrusting arms that were affected by the aftermath of Fan Wu's sword and shifted their positions. They could not land on Fan Wu's body accurately, but landed in the area around Fan Wu.

boom!

boom!

boom!

Every arm of the Ghost King of the Ten Palaces transformed into various weapons would emit an ear-splitting roar when it landed on the land of the underworld.

A large hole will be dented in the ground, and the surrounding areas of the hole are covered with dense cracks.

The gravel and soil splashed out were more powerful than the arrows, and Yun Jiuqing was so frightened that she used amulets one after another.

Several amulets were even attached to Lao Qingniu and His Highness Prince Nanjun, who was unable to move.

It was as if she was watching two gods fighting. She was hiding behind a mound of bones, and she was trembling!

"Be good...be good..." Yun Jiuqing watched helplessly as the arm of the Ghost King of the Tenth Palace, transformed into a weapon, struck a place less than twenty steps away from him.

That place was suddenly blasted out with a crater, so frightened that her back was wet with cold sweat.

Because, she was standing in that position dozens of breaths ago!

"hiss!"

Seeing this, Yun Jiuqing couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, feeling as if he had vaguely walked around in the underworld.

Oh no!

I am originally in the underworld now, but I am just in the underworld, similar to...a place in the wilderness.

This frightened her even more, and she didn't dare to raise her head.

Yun Jiuqing felt that bringing a lot of talismans with her on this trip was the most correct decision she had ever made.

If he didn't have so many talismans to protect his body, he might die in the aftermath of the battle between Fan Daozhang and the strange things.

There is no place to cry!

At this time of inexplicable panic, Yun Jiuqing couldn't help but look at the old green cow next to her. She found that the old green cow, like herself, was hiding behind the mound.

But it's obvious that the expression on this cow's face is much calmer.

hateful!

Why is my psychological quality worse than that of a cow?

Think of this.

Yun Jiuqing tried to calm herself down a little so that she would not be so frightened.

She took a deep breath and almost choked to death from the yin energy in the underworld.

Endure the intense discomfort in your lungs.

She took courage.

Looked up.

Crane your neck.
To be continued...