"Our battle is not over yet." He opened his mouth and smiled at Shura.

Shura's eyes narrowed again, and he clearly felt the changes in Egret's front and rear. If he was a child with a combat power of ten in the front, he suddenly became an adult with a combat power of a hundred in the back.

Not even Shura, not even the King of Hell, has seen many such improvements in combat power, defense and momentum.

Holding the King's Sword in his hand, the King's Sword that is connected to Feng Qiu Huang at this moment truly exudes its aura.

As soon as the King's Sword comes out, no matter how evil you are, you or the King of Hell, you will still make way for me to open a avenue of starlight.

Holding the Sword of the King, the aura emitted by the egret is no less than that of the Sword of the King. Even if she is just a ghost at this moment, the shock she gives people cannot be underestimated.

In her body, all the fierce ghosts, the King of Hell and Shura saw the woman's heroic spirit and aura.

When a strong man is angry, he will lay down millions of corpses and bleed for thousands of miles.

The road to becoming a strong man, regardless of gender, as long as you have that strength and that boldness, countless people will worship at your feet.

So what about a woman? So what about a human being? So what about a ghost?

Her Qingsha Egret has never been afraid of wind and rain. She is a woman. She has used her hard work, her struggle and countless sweat to prove that women are no worse than men.

When she was a human, she could go from being the nationally famous good-for-nothing third sister of the Qingsha family to becoming the number one person in Yuntian Continent within a year.

She left her own page in the history books, and she set an example for the men and women of the next generation, resulting in the emergence of strong and unyielding souls one after another.

Egret died because of her frivolity and boldness, but she had no regrets and became a ghost. She could still kill thousands of ghosts with her sword, and she could still confront the King of Hell and fight against Shura.

How many people in the world can do this heroism, this frivolity, this fearlessness of life and death?

The egret's body flew through the darkness like a meteor, and flew in front of Shura. The egret's eyes were cold, and the king's sword in its hand stabbed Shura continuously.

Every time it was stabbed, it was a fatal point.

As long as it gets stabbed, so what if it's a hellish Shura? It will still kill me.

Bailu's momentum at this time was comparable to that of thousands of troops. She waved the sword in her hand with fast, ruthless and accurate movements.

Shura frowned tightly, and the Yanyang Sword in his hand kept resisting the attacks of the egret, and his body kept retreating violently. Every time Shura retreated, the egret took three steps forward, almost forcing Shura to have no way out.

"Yanyang knife, Yanyang crosses the sea."

Shura suddenly shouted loudly. He exerted all his strength with both feet, and the ground dented due to the force of his soles. Shura's hands grasped the handle of the knife with one hand and the tip of the knife with the other.

He put his hands forward, and saw golden light as dazzling as the sun burst out from the Yanyang Sword.

The egret's eyebrows furrowed, and then it retreated in a flash.

But the Yanyang Sword is like a sun, emitting endless golden light.

This golden light finally formed into a giant dragon, chasing the egret like a dragon crossing the sea.

During the chase, the golden dragon left a golden trace in front of the gate of the underworld, and this golden trace did not dissipate for a long time.

The King of Hell looked at the golden dragon, raised his eyebrows, and looked at the egret with more interest, curiosity, and appreciation in his eyes.

There are definitely not more than three people in the world who can force Shura to use the skill of Yan Yang Crossing the Sea.
Chapter completed!