The sword that the ghost general slashed towards the Tai Chi diagram was blocked by An Bei Changhao. He was extremely angry. He glared with his eyes, but there were no eyeballs in his eyes. Two balls of ghost fires the size of millstone floated and flashed. He slashed out with a knife on the ground and took An Bei Changhao straight. Before the ghost sword arrived, the cold light that was as solid as the essence tore the Yin and Yang suits of An Bei Changhao, and a few scattered strips of cloth fell on the ground.

Anbei Changhao, who was so fierce that he was not proficient in mediocrity, dared not to shake him. A donkey rolled over and rolled dozens of meters away, and barely avoided being cut into two halves. The ghost general's sword technique had reached the realm of transformation, so naturally he would not let Anbei Changhao dodge like this. The Santing Big Sword turned a sword in the air, and slashed at Anbei Changhao again like a maggot and flies attached to the bone. Anbei Changhao was shocked. Unexpectedly, the ghost general had the strength to attack again. The ghost sword was so fast that he couldn't raise his hand to resist.

"Would it be possible that my greatest heir to Onmyoji in the Anbei family be killed here!" Anbei Changhao felt that the cold force of a knife slashed down like lightning, and there was only time to turn the thought in his sea of ​​consciousness.

"clang!!"

A blood-red long sword appeared in front of An Bei Changhao. Liu Sheng arrived with the Demon Moon Sword in his hand and collided with the ghost general. His sleeves blew violently, and the terrifying energy exploded. Liu Sheng's feet plowed two deep gaps on the ground.

An Bei Changhao's degree was not slow either. He immediately fled to the distance and looked forward with lingering fear, "This ghost general has devoured the souls of hundreds of ghost soldiers, and his power is no less than that of an ordinary ghost emperor!"

Liu Sheng said with a sword: "The head of Anbei family, at this time, do you still have to keep a move? Isn't your purpose in Changping Ancient Battlefield to summon Honglian? Since you have provided so much power, why not summon Honglian!!"

As the top 18 gods in Japan, Honglian is very famous in Japan. It is said that in terms of combat effectiveness, it is definitely the top three under Anbei Qingming's command. It is said that his body is a statue of god. In ancient times, countless people worshiped him and countless thoughts are condensed, and he is also considered a god of incense.

An Bei Changhao's face was solemn, "Lord Honglian has indeed swallowed a lot of souls and awakened, but I am not sure enough to summon it. After all, my strength has not reached the realm of my ancestors!"

"No matter whether it is possible or not, you have to try it!" Liu Sheng said anxiously with a sword. After a while, he had already slashed out hundreds of blood-colored sword lights to stop the ghost general from destroying the Tai Chi diagram.

"You stop him for five minutes, I'll try it!" An Bei Changhao suddenly floated up, his feet off the ground, and a strong blue light surged out of his body. He held a fist-sized crystal in his hands. The crystal was fiery red, and there seemed to be magma surging inside, reflecting with An Bei Changhao's blue light.

"roar!!"

The ghost general was frightened and furious. It turned out that it wanted to break the Tai Chi diagram, but Liu Sheng's sword kept disturbing him from the side, which immediately made it fall into a violent state, which was not very high in IQ. The Yin power on his body surged out like a storm. The ghost power was overwhelming and terrifying. A series of exquisite swords swept over Liu Sheng's sword. Liu Sheng's sword has always been known as a master of swordsmanship, but facing this powerful general in China thousands of years ago, he could not resist it and kept retreating.

"If you were outside, how could you be so arrogant? You would definitely cut him under the sword!!"

Liu Sheng's sword was so frustrating. In this damn ghost realm, his five qi Chaoyuan's strength could not be wielded at all, and he could not mobilize the slightest energy from the outside world. After a big battle, the remaining power in his body was only 60% to 70%, and many killer moves could not be used, because the power in his body was not enough to support him. Naturally, he was not the opponent of the ghost general who became more and more brave as he fought.

"Head of Anbei, if you don't take action, just wait to collect the corpse for me!" Liu Sheng shouted in embarrassment, and the Demon Moon Sword in his hand slashed out a shocking sword light, and fled back without looking back.

"call out!!"

The ghost general's degree was not slow, very flexible. He raised the ghost sword in his hand with both hands. A majestic aura was like Mount Tai, covering a radius of hundreds of meters. Liu Sheng felt that his body was bound by some force. The degree suddenly decreased. He turned around, his eyes widened, and a huge ghost sword fell from the sky and slashed towards his head.

"puff!!"

Just when Yasuo Yijian was planning to use evil magic to sacrifice his vitality in exchange for power to resist the attack of the ghost general, suddenly, one suddenly appeared under the ghost knife and was slashed by the ghost knife.

It's strange that this seems to be just a very ordinary palm, but the ghost knife that was enough to cut a mountain into two halves was just three points into the flesh, and drops of blood flowed out of the palm.

"roar!!"

The ghost general condensed a mountain-like ghost power. He held the ghost knife with both hands and pressed it down hard, but the ghost knife could not fall down a little bit. It was firmly held by the palm, and it did not move at all.

"Is this the god general Honglian?!"

Liu Sheng looked at everything in front of him in horror, and the attack of the five energys at the Yuan level was actually stopped by one hand. What a powerful force.

For the first time, Yagyu's sword had an intuitive understanding of the legendary Eighteen Gods.

The owner of the palm is a middle-aged man, wearing a feathered dress and star crown, floating and radiant, and the breath of dust hits his face. He is simply a god.

"A very interesting ghost, so powerful, just replenish my energy!!"

The middle-aged man spoke and laughed wildly, and the breath of outrageousness completely disappeared, becoming arrogant, making Yan Sheng feel that the world and the world surrendered to him. For a moment, time seemed to have stopped at this moment, and only the crazy laughter of the middle-aged man remained in the whole world.

"Master Honglian, please don't be angry. This is the ancient battlefield of Changping, and there are also strong people comparable to ghosts and gods!!" An Bei Changhao was really afraid that the sleeping ghosts and gods would be aroused by Lord Honglian.

The momentum of Honglian was faintly filled with a huge pressure, which seemed to contain a murderous intent that made people feel shattered. However, after An Bei Changhao's voice sounded, the aura on his body was condensed, and a look of fear flashed in his eyes. Ghosts and gods, if he was not afraid at the peak, but now, it would be better to be low-key and not just wake up and be suppressed again, that would be really not cost-effective.

"So what if it's a ghost or a god? Who am I, Honglian, have you ever been afraid of? Sooner or later, he will be my Honglian's nourishment!!"

Thinking this in my heart, but the Honglian, who is regarded as a god by the world, will naturally not show fear. With one hand, he will shake the ghost knife. At the same time, his body rushes out like a cheetah and punches at the ghost general. (To be continued.)8
Chapter completed!