The ghosts are now suffering terribly. They have just become familiar with the attack pattern of a certain sword intent, but in the next second, other sword intents come forward to fight with them.

In just a dozen breaths, the strongest ghost in the middle of the seventh realm felt like he was fighting hundreds of swordsmen, with completely different sword intentions, completely different attack styles, and even more wounds on his body.

It is increasing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Tired of good intentions!"

The ghost who retained most of his mind sighed.

In particular, the four leading swordsmen were more powerful than the last, and the place they passed was like no man's land, and they were defeated one by one like chopping vegetables and melons.

The sword intent is endless, coming up one after another like a wave. No matter how many sword intents they crush, there will always be the next one to fill it up.

When the sword intention belonging to Chen Hua came to the door, the ghost understood. He was afraid that he would have to explain it here today.

I glanced at the Ghost Prison Sound Dragon in another battlefield with my peripheral vision, and found that the situation there was almost similar to theirs, they were being hung up and beaten.

This was the first time that Cen Zian encountered an opponent who could crush him in all directions. This was something he could never have imagined before.

It's not like Cen Zian has never encountered a Taoist cultivator who is good at causing damage in a large area. The crowd tactics in the ghost prison are indeed somewhat difficult to work, but this kind of Taoist cultivator is also the easiest to be killed once he gets close.

They are not as powerful as sword cultivators, nor are they as defensive as physical cultivators. As long as you get close, there are ways to kill them.

When encountering a sword cultivator with extremely powerful killing power or an invincible physical cultivator within a few inches, Cen Zian would use the human sea tactic to slowly wear down the opponent's spiritual and physical strength, admiring the opponent's unwillingness but not being able to touch him at all.

to his appearance.

Although these monks have the ability to cause damage in a large area, they are not focused on this aspect after all, so Cen Zian is still confident that they can block them.

But this time, he still followed the usual practice and planned to consume a wave of people first, but he didn't expect that the countless ghosts of his were wiped out on the spot without even touching Su Youyi's sword.

Even though there are actually countless ghosts behind the Bone Gate, Cen Zian really doesn't dare to let them show up again. He is really afraid that Su Youyi will directly destroy his hundreds of years of practice.

Until then, he really had no place to cry.

Originally, taking advantage of this battlefield, he had already collected a lot of souls from monks in the Abyss or monks from the Mysterious Continent, and made a lot of money.

But Su Youyi's sword made all his efforts go to waste, and it was a miserable situation.

Now Cen Zian used extremely powerful sonic attacks to match those hundreds of ghosts, trying to inflict some injuries on Su Youyi or kill them directly.

What he didn't expect was that his imagination was so beautiful, but reality slapped him twice in the face, making him realize the reality.

This woman seems to be something he really can't afford...

Cen Zian was beginning to back down now, wondering whether he should treat those ghosts and even the Wei Ruona woman as abandoned children in exchange for a chance to escape.

Even though he has suffered a lot of losses now, he is still fine after all. As long as he goes back to cultivate himself and be a garbage man on the battlefield for a while, he will still be a good man.

Now that he is in the Senluo Ghost Prison, he doesn't know much about the situation outside, nor does he know what happened to the woman Wei Ruona.

Although that guy's strength is not as good as his, it's not much different. He shouldn't have to worry about blocking three weak seventh realms, right?

While Cen Zian was thinking about the feasibility of this plan, Su Youyi made another move.

The sword cultivator's sword sense is extremely sharp. In order to protect the senior brother behind her from being disturbed, Su Youyi had been adopting a defensive posture just in case the guy opposite had any means to restrain her and then went directly to the senior brother's side.

But now she discovered that the guy actually wanted to run away. This made Su Youyi stop worrying and turned from defense to offense, planning to deal with the opponent once and for all!

Su Youyi's belief moved, and the shadow of the imperial crown above her head suddenly expanded!

Cen Zian's expression suddenly changed, he covered his chest with his right hand, and a trace of bright red blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

His realm of law is being broken!

Even if the seventh realm monks have mastered the laws, there are very few monks who can continuously study the laws to the point where they can expand into a field.

Taoist cultivators are the easiest type of monks to understand the field of laws, while sword cultivators and physical cultivators are even more difficult. But once physical cultivators and sword cultivators understand the field of laws, their combat effectiveness will increase exponentially!

Especially in physical training, one punch or one kick can destroy the stars. After reaching a certain level of strength, certain weaknesses will no longer be weaknesses.

This is also the core reason why some young genius monks can defeat the strong with the weak and cross realms to kill higher realm monks!

Cen Zian's practice method of manipulating ghosts belongs to ghost cultivation. He is able to understand the field of laws at such a young age. In addition to his own special skills, he also has great talents, which is where he is proud of.

But facing the phantom of the imperial crown above Su Youyi's head, his Senluo Ghost Prison was gradually defeated without the slightest ability to fight back!

Wherever the imperial crown expands, the sword will follow, and wherever it passes, it will be invincible!

And those ghosts hiding in the Senluo Ghost Prison that have not yet appeared were also washed away by the wave of sword intent, and the wails of ghosts were everywhere.

After Su Youyi turned to the offensive, the previous Ghost Prison Sound Dragon was wiped out in the blink of an eye along with all the ghosts.

The field of laws is extremely closely linked to the monk himself. Now that Su Youyi has destroyed Cen Zian's Senluo Ghost Prison, she is invisibly destroying the foundation of Cen Zian's laws!

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and a blood mist appeared in the air.

After Cen Zian tried to resist for a few times and found no results, he finally couldn't bear the price, so he could only wave his hand and put away the Senluo Ghost Prison in a hurry, hoping to stop the loss in time.

But even so, this loss made Cen Zixin so sad that he couldn't breathe.

But he didn't have time to think about the loss now, because the girl who looked like a sword fairy in mid-air had already raised her sword and pointed it at him.

When the Senluo Ghost Prison was shattered, the four people who were fighting fiercely outside also stopped in a tacit understanding and turned to look at the battlefield in the distance.

"Over there are... Young Hero Liangyi, Fairy Su and the others!"

The Buddha Vajra behind Yayoi slowly dissipated, panting and looking towards the west with worried eyes.

Mi Le and Mi Sui first looked at the female nun with horror, who was still enjoying herself even though she was one against three, and then they also cast their gaze into the distance, wanting to know what the outcome would be.

When Cen Zian came to Senluo Ghost Prison, they were isolated from the outside. They couldn't go in to help, not to mention that there was an extremely powerful female cultivator blocking them.

Wei Ruo's breath was calm, and she did not feel any pressure at all because the opponent was three seventh-level monks. These three people did not pose any threat to her.

But she had her own purpose, so she rowed blatantly, only stopping three people without using her full strength.

As for Cen Zian, she is not worried at all. She knows the strength of those two people very well.

Yuebai and Uncle Ju stayed not far away. Yuebai wanted to think about whether she could help the three Zen monks, but Uncle Ju stopped her for some reason and asked her to watch the show.

Now that the dark and gloomy realm of law shrouded in darkness was shattered, Yue Bai turned around anxiously and looked around.

A bright stream of light flashed across the sky, and three circular air waves exploded one after another. Su Youyi's figure was so fast that it was almost impossible to see clearly.

Cen Zian's alarm bells rang loudly in his heart. He gritted his teeth and looked up at the stream of light heading straight for him. A sense of panic and helplessness quietly came over his heart.

Suddenly pulling off the white skull necklace hanging around his neck, Cen Zian crushed it into pieces!

A large amount of black mist spurted out from the shattered skull, and gathered behind Cen Zian to form an extremely large and ferocious ghost.

"Fate-defying Ghost Face Lord?"

Wei Ruo was a little surprised when she saw the ghost that appeared behind Cen Zian. She had just made some guesses before, but now she is really sure that Cen Zian, who has recently become famous in the abyss, should be Zuo Yongning, the ninth level ghost cultivator of the abyss.

's apprentice.

"Damn it...you actually forced me to use the trump card that Master left for me!"

Cen Zian's teeth were creaking and she was so angry that she almost broke her teeth. She looked at the sharp sword light that was coming straight towards her with an angry look on her face.

However, after the huge ghost appeared behind him, Cen Zian's panic completely disappeared.

Su Youyi raised her eyes and looked up. The ghost behind Cen Zian was slender, and its whole body was shrouded in the evil quicksand-like abyss mist, as if it was covered with a layer of black gauze. Its empty eyes were filled with dead gray pupils.

, with his head lowered and looking a little dazed.

What made Su Youyi a little concerned was the blank masks that densely appeared on the ghosts. Just looking at them with her eyes, a shuddering feeling ran through her heart.

She can't understand what this mask is yet, but the sword has been swung out, so let's ask with the sword in her hand!

"Ghost Face Lord, kill her and bring her soul back to me!" Cen Zian pointed at Su Youyi and shouted sternly.

His losses this time were so severe that they were so tragic to his grandma's house. He only had to kill Su Youyi and get her soul to make up for it.

After hearing the order, the huge ghost that had been lowering its head slowly raised its head, and the gray and dead eyes like a glass reflected the figure of Su Youyi coming with a sword.

"Oops!"

Wei Ruo's face in the distance changed, and he secretly thought that it was terrible. The most taboo thing when dealing with the fate-defying Ghost-faced Lord is to look at him.

However, it was too late for her to remind her now. Su Youyi, who wanted to find out more about this ghost, accidentally looked at the big ghost who suddenly raised his head.
Chapter completed!