Lin Zhao, together with the nine ghosts imprisoned by her, quickly retreated behind me amid the fierce wind of swords.

My location is the only safe place in the whole place.

Nine bloody ghosts are coming, am I still safe here?

The moment I looked sideways behind me, the last duel between Ye Yang and the Bone Swordsman also happened in an instant.

Ye Yang, alone with his sword, facing twelve bone swordsmen, was like a wolf king surrounded by enemies. He was still arrogant, still fearless, and still despised his opponents, but he was already at a disadvantage.

"Stop!" I furiously unsheathed my swords and slashed at the twelve figures.

I can no longer think about anything else.

The swordsman’s pursuit, the swordsman’s glory, the pinnacle of swordsmanship, go to hell!

As long as Ye Yang can survive, the worst I can do is break the sword's heart and pass the sword soul to Ye Yang, so that he can also become a swordsman!

I just want Ye Yang to live!

The moment I unsheathed my swords, the duel between Ye Yang and the Bone Swordsman also started to close in an instant. The Bone Swordsman took a few steps back, put his hands behind his back, and looked at Ye Yang with a pair of empty eyes.

Although the other person is just a picture of white bones, I feel that there are eyes flowing among the bones!

The Bone Swordsman is fine, then Ye Yang...

I didn't dare to look back at Ye Yang, but I couldn't help but turn around.

Ye Yang stood there covered in blood, with twelve broken ribs stuck in his body, and half of his clothes were dyed red with blood.

The zhenqi in my body exploded in an instant. As the sword energy surged around me, the clothes on my body were torn into pieces and flew like butterflies. A pair of scimitars also turned into howling ghosts. At first glance, they looked like they were held in my hands.

There are two ghosts in the shape of scimitars, one black and one white.

The two fierce ghosts with fierce sword aura raised their heads and howled, and I had already rolled out my hands angrily. Lin Zhao, who was coming towards me, dwarfed and squatted on the ground, but my two swords rolled across the air, nine times.

Before the bloody ghost had time to react, it was swept up into the air by the sword energy.

Eleven ghost shadows turned into sword lights and rushed towards Jiang Junci and Jun Jixue, who were still in a life-and-death duel.

The fight between the two of them has reached a critical moment. When I rush into the battle group, it is equivalent to becoming the common goal of the two of them.

At another time, I would never be like this, but at that time, I had lost the ability to think, and there was only one idea left in my mind - to cut Jiang Junci into thousands of pieces and use his head to sacrifice Ye Yang.

When my sword energy approached, Jiang Junci and Jun Jixue turned around and slashed at me with their swords at the same time. The four magic weapons collided with each other. The waves of energy danced wildly for nine days, and the endless shadows of the swords fell to the ground.

Jiufenggou seemed to have been chopped repeatedly by thousands of crazy knives. There were criss-crossing knife marks everywhere, and the dust on the ground was like wild sand blown by the wind, bringing the world into chaos.

Jun Jixue and Jiang Junci stepped back at the same time, but I took a step forward, and blood spurted out from my mouth.

The two of them retreated just to neutralize my sword energy and minimize the damage. I should have made the same move, but I couldn't stand Jiang Junci staying alive for a moment longer. The black and white swords were almost knocked off his hands.

In such a situation, Qiang braved the two men's sword energy and rushed in with one step.

When my men arrived in front of Jiang Junci, the sword energy that had been punched into his body could no longer be controlled and spurted out with a mouthful of blood.

However, I completely ignored my injuries and struck again. The black and white double blades crossed downwards, and the two ghostly sword lights locked onto Jiang Junci.

However, Jiang Junci crushed the ghost token at the last moment, and the power of ghosts and gods suddenly burst out in the void.

"You can't kill Jiang Junci, I'm sorry!" The ghost in the air waved his hand and my pair of swords collided with each other, and the black and white swords immediately flew out of my hands and flew into the distance.

"I'll kill you too!" I knew that the person summoned by Jiang Junci might be one of the top ten shady commanders. From his words, I could tell that this person was not only acquainted with the Patriarch, but might even have met him.

Pass me once.

What about the top ten handsome men?

Ye Yang is gone, I will risk my life to take revenge!

As soon as I finished my roar, two knife-like wounds suddenly opened on my shoulder. Blood flew out from the wounds, and my arms were covered with a cold light like a knife.

"The demon disintegrated and turned his arm into a sword! Qu Mo..." The ghost and god exclaimed: "You are crazy, stop it!"

But I stepped forward while laughing wildly, with blood flowing from both arms.

The demon disintegrated and turned his arm into a sword! This is indeed my master's unique skill.

When I put all my life's cultivation and energy and blood into my arms, my two arms will be broken at the shoulder level, and the flying hands will turn into two crazy knives that can kill gods and demons.

This kind of move can only be used once in a lifetime. After breaking my arm, I only have three days to live - that is a gift from God to the person who uses this secret technique, giving him the opportunity to deal with the aftermath.

When my master taught me this trick, he repeatedly ordered me not to cut off my arm until the last moment, otherwise you won't even have a chance to regret it.

At this time, I no longer know what it means to have no regrets.

Killing Jiang Junci is my only goal!
Chapter completed!