"Old Man Mangling, you are still so well-developed and simple-minded. You just made a lie and tricked you into here." Ghost Dao laughed.

A figure appeared in front of Ying Tianling and others. The figure seemed thin, but the fluctuations emitted from his body made Ying Tianling feel numb. The thin man in front of him was Ghost Sword, the leader of the Ghost Sect.

"Ghost Sword, it turns out it's you!" Mang Ling roared, then punched out and headed straight to Ghost Sword's chest. A black big sword flashed in Ghost Sword's hand, slashing at Mang Ling, and a black spiritual power rushed straight towards Mang Ling.

boom!

Mang Ling flew backwards and spitted a few mouthfuls of blood in her mouth before she could barely stabilize the tumbling blood in her body.

"Dead Heaven Realm!" Mang Ling said in surprise. Obviously, he did not expect that the Ghost Sword had entered the Dead Heaven Realm.

"Ying Tianling, are you sure to defeat the Ghost Sword?" Mang Ling asked.

"Seven levels of grasp, but you need your help." Ying Tianling said lightly.

"Hahaha, but a kid with the third level of the mind dares to say that he is sure to defeat me with a seventh level, so let's try it!" Ghost Dao sneered.

The black big sword held in the ghost knife suddenly swung out, and several shadows of the sword flashed out. Ying Tianling was also shocked because he could not see clearly where the real big sword was.

boom!

Ying Tianling also burst out powerful energy, but it is still much weaker than the energy fluctuations that burst out in the ghost sword. This is the difference between the third level of the mind and the realm of the Death Heaven.

"Boy, you are still too weak." Ghost Knife snorted coldly, and saw a sword shadow flying suddenly towards Ying Tianling. The Wuyu Sword in Ying Tianling's hand slashed suddenly, but this sword shadow was not a physical body, but just a phantom.

"Hahaha!" Ghost Sword laughed, and then two more sword shadows flew towards Ying Tianling, but the result was still a phantom.

"I was fooled!" Ying Tianling said angrily, and then several rays of light suddenly flew out of the pattern in the palm of his palm, and a space spread around with Ying Tianling as the center, wrapping the ghost sword and the wild spirit. A series of solemn auras spread. It was obvious that Ying Tianling had circulated the Great Gray-Italic Sutra, and this space was shaped by the Great Gray-Italic Sutra.

"Boy, you actually have this ability, but you are still too weak." Ghost Knife snorted coldly, then rushed out with a black sword and headed straight towards Ying Tianling. Obviously, he also knew that this space was shaped by Ying Tianling. If you want to escape from this space, you must kill Ying Tianling.

Ying Tianling snorted coldly, and saw that the ghost sword, which was originally extremely fast, suddenly slowed down. Ying Tianling also got enough time to prepare. A stream of solemn aura erupted again. It was obvious that the space created by the Great Gray Yi Sutra had this suppressing effect on everything.

I saw that there were already fine beads of sweat oozing from the forehead of the ghost knife, and I was obviously also afraid of the murderous aura in this space.

But even after breaking the aura of Su Su Sha, the speed suddenly accelerated. Ying Tianling also looked at the Ghost Knife solemnly, and saw that the Mangling who was standing beside him suddenly flew out, and a violent aura emanated, and then punched the Ghost Knife in the chest.

boom!

The ghost sword was blown back by Mang Ling, and Mang Ling flew out again, and his fist was clenched tightly the next time, as if it was to burst out all its anger.

boom!

The ghost sword was bombarded by Mangling again, as if all the bones in his body were about to be broken.

The Ghost Knife lay on the ground, as if she was seriously injured. Mangling approached the Ghost Knife step by step. Just three steps away from the Ghost Knife, the Ghost Knife lying on the ground suddenly jumped up, and the black big sword in his hand slashed hard on Mangling's chest. A huge blood mark immediately appeared in Mangling's chest, and a sticky red liquid kept gushing out. Mangling's face also became extremely pale in an instant.

"senior!"

Ying Tianling shouted, and then the Nether Fire Shield in his hand flew out and blocked Mang Ling. The moment the Nether Fire Shield came to Mang Ling's body, the black big sword in the Ghost Knife's hand suddenly slashed on the Nether Fire Shield, making a crisp sound. Ying Tianling then flew to Mang Ling's body, and a white energy instantly drilled into Mang Ling's body, and this energy was the white pill gushed out from Ying Tianling's body.

Mang Ling felt the severe pain in her chest disappear instantly, as if there was a strange energy constantly helping her recover from her injuries. Mang Ling, who was originally listless, had improved a little. Ying Tianling looked at the injured Mang Ling, and the anger in her eyes became even stronger. Elder Haiming had already been injured by the ghost knife, but now even Mang Ling was injured by him.

"I'm going to kill you--" Ying Tianling exhaled five words, and almost all his anger burst out in vain at this moment. He felt that the murderous aura in this space became rich in an instant, and even when the Fire Cloud Essence was suppressed, it was not so strong.

"Come on, let me see your power." Ghost Knife snorted coldly, but the next moment, he felt that his power could not be exerted at all. Even one-third of his power could not be exerted, and even the black big sword in his hand became trembling.

"how so?"

Just as the ghost sword was confused, Ying Tianling had already come to the ghost sword with Wuyu Sword in his hand. A violent energy burst out from Ying Tianling's body, and Ying Tianling slashed at the ghost sword with a sharp knife.

clang!

Although the power of the ghost sword was suppressed and could only exert one third, even if it was one third, Ying Tianling could not easily kill it.

The Ghost Sword has extremely rich experience. Even if its power is suppressed, it still blocks Ying Tianling's attack as fast as possible.

"It's not that easy to kill me." The ghost knife snorted coldly, and then a huge skull flashed above it. The skull sprayed a stream of smoke. The ghost knife below absorbed all the smoke. Then the black big sword in his hand suddenly became brighter. The ghost knife flew out instantly, and the black big sword in his hand suddenly slashed at Ying Tianling.

clang!

A fire-gold shield blocked Ying Tianling's body, which was Ying Tianling's Nether Fire Shield. If the violent attack of the Ghost Sword hit Ying Tianling, Ying Tianling would be a dead person at this time. Although there was a barrier from the Nether Fire Shield, the violent energy poured on the Nether Fire Shield and pushed Ying Tianling out.

Ying Tianling smashed on the ground and vomited a few mouthfuls of blood in his mouth. Ying Tianling's fire-blue eyes were straight at the ghost sword, mixed with the suppression of the Great Gray-Identity Sutra. The ghost sword was so powerful that without the help of the Great Gray-Identity Sutra, Ying Tianling might have been wiped out. Ying Tianling's eyes turned red in an instant, and it was the mad sword in his body that Ying Tianling jumped up, and a powerful wave of spiritual power burst out from his body. One day, he flew out with the Wuyu Sword, and just a simple slash, which would slash the skull to dissipate. Ying Tianling could split the skull with one blow, thanks to the suppression of the Great Gray-Identity Sutra on the ghost sword.

The ghost knife was also shocked when he saw the skull dissipate. Unexpectedly, Ying Tianling, who had just lost to him, could now split the skull with one blow. It was incredible.

Ying Tianling flew out again, and the Wuyu Sword in his hand slashed at the head of the ghost sword.

The ghost sword, still in surprise, reacted and then raised the sword above his head to block Ying Tianling's slash. But the ghost sword felt the violentness of Ying Tianling's sword, because his arm was numb at this moment, which was brought by the remaining power of Ying Tianling's sword just now.

"Good boy!" Ghost Dao chuckled, obviously without the initial contempt. The boy who was just a third level of the mind in front of him was able to compete with him in the Death Heaven Realm, which obviously had some tricks.

"Then come again!" Ying Tianling roared. At this time, the Crazy Sword in his body had already moved to the extreme. Although the violent sword score was enough to erode Ying Tianling's mind, he had already melted the energy of the Qingxin Stone into Wuyue Sword. Wuyue Sword would help him resolve the violent power of the Crazy Sword.

Ying Tianling shouted loudly and flew out. At this time, the spiritual power in his body became a little boiling, and the Wuyu Sword in Ying Tianling's hand suddenly slashed at the ghost sword.

clang!

Although the ghost sword blocked Ying Tianling's violent attack, his body flew back dozens of meters before stopping. Ying Tianling did not give the ghost sword a chance to breathe, and then flew out again. Wuyu Sword became extremely rioted at this time. Wuyu Sword, which fused the ancient dragon crocodile, also had a trace of spirituality. The ancient dragon crocodile was originally addicted to war. In addition, Ying Tianling had fought with Wuyu Sword for such a long time. The ancient dragon crocodile's essence and blood in Wuyu Sword had completely rioted.

I saw Ying Tianling stepping on his feet, his body jumping into the air, and then slashing at the head of the ghost sword. The ghost sword was slashed by Ying Tianling just now, but now Ying Tianling slashed again, which made him unable to withstand it.

clang!

Bang!

I saw that the black big sword in the hand of Ghost Knife was broken into two pieces, and the arms were covered with blood. When Ying Tianling's Wuyu Knife cut off its big sword just now, Wuyu Knife also wiped the arm of Ghost Knife and cut a piece of meat on the arm of Ghost Knife.

The ghost knife covered his arm, but blood was still pouring out. The ghost knife raised his injured arm, and then cut off his arm with the broken knife in his hand, because he felt a strong poison that was constantly eroding his arm. If he did not cut it off, he would be eroded by the huge poison and die.

"Ghost Sword, this sword was returned to you by Haiming, the elder of my castle." Ying Tianling said coldly. He saw Ying Tianling lifting Wuyu Sword again, and then said, "This is what I gave to you for Senior Mangling."

After Ying Tianling finished speaking, he slashed again and cut off the other arm of the ghost knife.

ah!

Ghost Knife screamed, and both arms of Ghost Knife were cut off, and its aura became instantly depressed. Ghost Knife thought it would cut off its arm that was eroded by poison. In his state, it could at least save one life, but Ying Tianling did not intend to let him go.
Chapter completed!