Chapter 1130: Ten Broken Sword Ghosts! The Ferocious Fighting Power of the Previous Era!

"Chi chi chi chi——"

Before I saw him, I heard him laughing strangely.

After the formation of the Zhenhuang Palace was cracked open from the outside, a thick frosty white mist seeped in from the cracks, and finally turned into a solid figure.

this person......

How can I put it, this is an extremely tragic person!

He was completely black, covered in dried black and red blood, and there was a faint smell of burnt meat coming from his body.

The dirty and stiff hair and hair on the body are so angry that they are rising to the sky, which perfectly interprets what is called "bohemian" in an alternative sense!

At a glance, except for a few tattered strips of cloth hanging on his body, he looked like a creature that had stepped out of a pile of coals.

In addition, his whole body was covered with scars, as if he had been cut or stabbed with a sharp weapon.

The most serious injury was undoubtedly his left hand.

The visitor's left forearm was broken at the elbow. The wound was now wrapped in holy power. No blood dripped, but new flesh and blood could not grow.

"Master Han!"

Xu Xiaoshou's heart trembled.

He didn't recognize the man by his face.

Judging from his appearance, he no longer recognized this guy who had been struck by lightning and was not human-like.

But that familiar ice ability, that frost-white mist, that half-saint pressure... the size of the Sin Palace, I'm afraid only Master Han, who I saw in the Hall of Unforgiveness, can match it.

"Hey, there is another young man?"

Lei Ren Han Ye staggered slightly stiffly from outside the hall, but his tone was very free and optimistic.

It was as if the injuries on his body actually existed on another person, and his soul was soaking in the hot springs of heaven at this moment, enjoying happiness and freedom.

"Wuna, please give me some clothes for me to wear!"

Mr. Han casually tore off the tattered black cloth strips on his body as he walked.

The originally fluffy snow-white tail now turned as black as a mace, hard and straight, and it finally twitched and twisted around, barely blocking the key parts.

Gu Qing and Gu Qing were silent.

They could hardly believe their eyes.

This extremely slovenly guy seems to be...a semi-saint?

But he didn't have the slightest pretense of being a semi-saint, and he didn't even give anyone any punishment for being "faced as a saint" with such an honorable appearance.

This is completely different from the semi-saint who was told to release some visions of heaven and earth to scare others.

"What are you standing there for? Clothes! Don't you understand clothes? A robe! Just give me something to hide your shame!" Master Han cursed and finally walked into the hall crookedly.

From time to time, electricity would pass through his body. Whenever this happened, he would twitch and pause, but this did not affect his free and uninhibited attitude.

"I'm so numb that my eyes are almost blinded. I thought it was an afterimage, but it turns out there are three people here..."

Mr. Han muttered as he approached and wanted to rub his eyes with his left hand, but found that the longest left hand was only the elbow, which was too short.

He spat unluckily and switched to his right hand.

Xu Xiaoshou was silent for a moment, then very skillfully threw a piece of clothing from the space barrier.

After Mr. Han put it on casually, he rubbed his face with ice water, and then he seemed to see everything in the hall clearly, and then his eyes became serious, and the air became cold.

"Good guy! Ancient sword cultivator? Or two of you?"

This sentence really does not have a good tone. On the contrary, it is full of hatred and resentment!

Gu Qing's vigilance was at its highest, and the small dark sword appeared in his eyes, slowly moving closer to the center of his eyebrows, turning red.

Listening to these words, this uninvited guest Half-Saint of Void Crystal Freedom is quite hostile to the ancient sword cultivator!

as expected......

"I hate the ancient sword cultivator the most in my life. God damn the ancient sword cultivator, all of them must die for me!"

"Chi chi chi chi——"

Accompanied by the screams, Master Han's face suddenly twisted, his knees

He turned a corner, leaped into the sky with a loud bang, and struck out unreasonably!

He raised one and a half of his hands to both sides, and with a roar from behind, half of his huge ice wings flew out, exuding a strong aura of ghostly beasts.

The ice wings, wrapped with endless holy power, spread out almost without leaving any room, and then swept forward violently.

"madman!"

Gu Qing'er didn't even think about it. After scolding him, he rushed straight up.

With a wave of sword intent all over his body, countless small golden swords suddenly formed in the void, and he was about to face the semi-saint without fear of death.

"Elder brother, let's go first, I will stop..."

"What the hell, get out of here!"

Gu Qing held the sword with one hand and grabbed his junior brother Destiny by the back of his neck with the other hand and threw him back.

At the same time, a bit of blood bloomed between his eyebrows, his whole body buzzed, and fluctuations of holy power also surged out.

"Senior Sword Demon, please take action.

"boom!

Half of Han Ye's ice wings slashed from the sky like a knife, and the space was shattered.

The next second, under the power of the black ghost beast and the ice-blue half-saint power, accompanied by a sword cry of "Kang", ten rays of sword light suddenly shot out.

"Swish, swish, swish..."

The sword light is like a shadow, formless and without substance, cutting through the void.

At the critical moment, Master Han finally realized that the young man in front of him didn't seem to be easy to mess with?

But it was difficult for him to stop attacking with all his strength when he was furious. The sword light seemed to be something that a junior at this level should not be able to strike. He was completely unexpected!

"What the hell?"

Just as he turned his body to the side, there was a bang. Han Ye's Ice Wings turned from attack to defense and quickly blocked in front of him, but they were still chopped into ice pieces in an instant.

The sword light pierced through the ice shards that were instantly chopped from the ice shards and slashed fiercely on Han Ye's body.

"Ji——"

A scream sounded.

Han Ye's body was chopped directly by the sword light, leaving behind a stream of blood.

Fortunately, Bing Yi had blocked most of the damage, and he was not killed on the spot by the ten sword lights. He was just chopped by the high-intensity slashing force, breaking through the wall of the hall, breaking through the formation outside the hall, and smashing into an unknown place in the void.

"Bang bang bang bang bang..."

Through the cracks in the formation of the Zhenhuang Hall that were blasted, you can vaguely hear the sound of Han Ye smashing countless maze walls along the way.

"Hiss!"

Xu Xiaoshou was already stunned.

He deliberately didn't stop it, wanting to see what Gu Qingyi could do.

If Gu Qingyi couldn't stop it, he would naturally shout to stop such a chaotic fight - just because he knew Han Ye.

But...

Han Ye!

A half-saint ghost beast!

His furious attack was shattered by Gu Qingyi, and even the man was blasted out of the spiritual formation of the hall?

There seemed to be a shadow above his head...

Xu Xiaoshou looked up stupidly and finally saw what the thing that blasted Han Ye away was.

This was a ferocious gray monster in the shape of a human, more than three meters tall. It had pointed and tall ears like an elf, no eyebrows and one eye, and a bloody mouth that stretched to the cheeks and ears, revealing sharp fangs.

It was wearing a tattered white prison uniform, a wrinkled sleeveless long top, long enough to cover its thighs, revealing its limbs, and no pants.

The reason why it was called a prison uniform was because there was a word "prisoner" written in black on a white background on the long top.

What was most shocking was not the image of this strange humanoid creature, but the ten bloody wounds on its body and the ten tattered and rusty swords inserted into the wounds!

Some were long swords, some were short swords, some were giant swords, and some were thin swords...

Some of these swords, which were full of brutality, pierced through the chest, some were slanted under the ribs, some were extended from the palm of its right arm, and some were stuck between the knees on both sides.

There were three swords inserted forward from its back, and another one from the top of its head!

When it opened its mouth, outsiders could even see the mottled blade of the brutal sword that pierced through half of its body from top to bottom from its mouth!

"What the hell is this?!" Xu Xiaoshou was dry-mouthed.

This brutal "Sword Ghost" was the strongest sword he had ever seen!

It was completely different from Mr. Siren's restraint. It was completely unbridled and did not cover up at all. It was simply the only representative of the extremely vicious and unsheathed sharp sword!

"Gu kid, one move, one first-grade spiritual sword, do you remember?" The sword ghost lowered his one eye and looked at Gu Qingyi.

Gu Qinger was already trembling and shrinking behind him, not daring to speak. There was only fear in his eyes when he looked at the sword ghost, as if he had been viciously beaten by this monster before.

"Of course I remember."

Gu Qingyi almost pulled out a first-grade spiritual sword from the space ring at the speed of light, and respectfully presented it with both hands.

The sword ghost did not move the right arm that stretched out the sharp sword from his palm, and used the other palm with only three fingers to hook up the first-grade spiritual sword and sent it in front of him.

"Crack! Crack! Crack!"

It bit off this first-grade spiritual sword slowly and piece by piece... and swallowed it!

Swallowed? ? ?

Xu Xiaoshou sucked in a breath of cold air.

How tough and strong is this first-grade spiritual sword, how could he not know?

But this thing, the sword ghost only bit it with his teeth, and it broke it, and it really swallowed it into the stomach and digested it?

"Gu kid, when do you say you will give me the evil sword? As long as you give it to me and let me eat it, I will do whatever you want."

The sword ghost grinned, eating and talking, chewing slowly, his face full of satisfaction, as if he was tasting a delicacy.

"Senior, you are joking. I don't have many first-grade spiritual swords, let alone Yuelian?"

Gu Qingyi seemed to be very afraid of this sword ghost. He tightened the evil sword in his arms and added, "Yuelian is my master's sword. You don't have to worry about it."

"He has already given it to you. Things that are given away are no longer his!"

The sword ghost laughed with a bloody mouth, swallowed all the fragments of the spiritual sword and the hilt, and then looked at Gu Qinger who was shrinking in the corner.

"Gu Laoer, when are you going to give me a gift? Your junior brother has given it, why don't you show some appreciation?" It stared at the blood sword behind Gu Qinger, the stunning enchantress.

"You're dreaming! You're talking nonsense!"

"My junior brother, that's not giving it to me, you're robbing me!"

"You hungry ghost, you robber! I'll never give you the stunning beauty even if I die!"

"If you dare to threaten me again, I'll tell Master that I can't beat you, and I'll let him deal with you!" Gu Qinger was fierce on the outside but weak on the inside.

"Ha ha ha..."

The sword ghost laughed miserably, looked deeply at Gu Laoer, and looked away.

It suddenly turned around and stared at Xu Xiaoshou, leaning forward, its bloody mouth almost wrapped around Xu Xiaoshou's head.

"Little ghost, what are you looking at!"

At this moment, Xu Xiaoshou could clearly see the mucus on the broken sword exposed by the sword ghost's open mouth when he spoke, and smelled the refreshing "fragrance".

"Slightly~"

After all, he couldn't hold back the retching sound and hurriedly moved away.

"You kid..." Sword Demon narrowed his eyes, "Why can I smell a familiar scent from you? Well, there is..."

call out!

When the cracks in the Zhenhuang Palace formation were closed, the frosty white cold air finally came again.

Master Han's departure and return broke the Sword Demon's thoughts, and was accompanied by a strange cry from Master Han.

"Ten disabled sword ghosts?"

"Who are you, kid, who can summon the ten disabled sword ghosts?!"

Xu Xiaoshou could clearly hear a trace of trembling in these words, that was fear!

This fear is not sporadic, but the kind of pressure

It is controlled to the extreme, but when it is let go, it is almost endless fear.

Click!

The head of the ten disabled sword ghost tilted to the side, making a crunching sound.

Its head was not cut off by the long sword that penetrated the Tianling Gai, but its eyes became unhappy and unhappy!

"I hate being interrupted when I'm talking."

This sentence was said with his back to Master Han, leaning forward and facing Xu Xiaoshou's face.

But Xu Xiaoshou could clearly feel that when the Ten Disabled Sword Ghost said these words, his attention was no longer on himself, but on the returning Master Han.

despair.

The sword ghost took a step back, and Xu Xiaoshou felt that the sky was getting a little brighter, and the afterimage in front of him also turned into fragments.

Mr. Han was shocked.

This speed...

It was so busy that it dwarfed and spread out two bat-like wings on its back, curling up to protect its body.

"Pong!"

The ten disabled sword ghosts were like phantoms. When they appeared in front of Master Han, they had already slashed down from the air with one sword in one hand.

Master Han suddenly opened his wings and tried hard to deflect the broken sword's blow.

As a result, the intensity of Sword Demon's slash was once again beyond his expectation!

With a scoff, Master Han's wings were cut off on the spot, and the long sword emerging from the sword ghost's palm tore a bloody gash on his shoulder.

"***uncle!"

Master Han was furious and suddenly transformed into a ghost beast form, which was huge.

As a result, such a size seems to be very oppressive to ordinary people. However, Master Han's movements are already slower than those of the ten disabled sword ghosts. Now that he is huge, he can't even touch the sword ghost's movements.

"It's so ridiculous."

The Ten-Remnant Sword Demon snorted and swung his forearms down, hitting the two thin swords that were inserted diagonally under his ribs.

"Whoosh! Whoosh!"

The two thin swords cut open the flesh and blood on the sword ghost's body. As Master Han grew in size, they already cut through the space, whirling and turning into two severed heads, staring at Master Han's head.

"Grass!"

Mr. Han is going crazy.

His speed is second to none among the semi-holy ghost beasts, but he can't even keep up with one ten thousandth of the sword ghost's speed. How can he fight this?

It had just grown bigger, but it had to shrink immediately to avoid the two swords of this inevitable owl!

——The ten-disabled sword ghost is not only very fast with his sword, but also has unparalleled power in his slashes. Master Han is not confident that he can block the sword ghost's attack with his thin neck. His shoulder has just been injured.

"Retarded stupid pig."

Lord Han Fang Hua Xiao returned to human form, and another sneer floated in his ears.

The next second, his head was shrouded in darkness.

The ferocious Ten-Crippled Sword Demon appeared in front of him at some point. His body shrunk and became the same size as him. Then he opened his arms and gave him a tight hug.

At this moment, Master Han’s face turned green!

The Sword Demon's hug was something that normal people simply didn't dare to enjoy.

His whole body was covered with ten swords. Who could withstand such a sharp embrace?

"Give it to me... die!!!"

Thick ice armor was condensed on Master Han's body, and he swung his limbs outward to blast away the ten disabled sword ghosts.

When the power of the Semi-Saint fully bloomed, even the heaven and earth were completely frozen at this moment, and frost spread.

But this still can't stop the actions of the ten disabled sword ghosts!

The ferocious sword ghost smiled ferociously, completely unaffected, and gently hugged Master Han.

At this moment, the world became quiet...

Xu Xiaoshou's eyelids twitched wildly.

Gu Qing clicked his teeth.

Gu Qing'er suddenly hugged his chest and closed his eyes tightly, as if recalling some nightmare.

"Tsk! Tsk!"

The first and second sounds were the sounds of the sword ghost hooking its legs, and the broken sword stuck between its knees, slicing off Master Han's calf like tofu.

"ah--"

The pain hit him, and Master Han screamed heartbreakingly, his face turned pale, as if he had endured unbearable pain.

"Tsk! Tsk! Tsk!"

The third, fourth, and fifth sounds caused the sword ghost to straighten his chest. The three swords that penetrated his back and penetrated his chest suddenly penetrated Han Ye's ice armor and pierced his right chest and middle chest respectively. , and the sound of the heart position in the left chest.

"puff......"

Mr. Han lost the ability to scream on the spot, and his eyes lost focus.

He was a majestic semi-saint, but he was defeated by the Ten-Crippled Sword Demon within a few blows. He was tortured so hard that he couldn't even move.

"Sssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss..."

The sound of breaking wind in the distant sky started from nowhere and became louder and louder. Master Han seemed to remember something, his back was turned to the back, but his pupils were trembling.

The three people watching, Xu Xiaoshou, also turned their heads and looked up.

However, he saw that the two thin swords that had been thrown away from his ribs by the Sword Demon just now were flying back like flying bones.

"Tsk! Tsk!"

These two sounds were the sound of the rapier returning, piercing into the body of the Ten-Remnant Sword Ghost, and returning to the ribs.

Of course, Han Ye, who was held in front of the chest by the Ten-Remnant Sword Ghost, took the brunt of the damage from the ferocious sword returning to the sheath for the Sword Ghost.

"Puff!!"

Han Ye opened his mouth and a handful of blood smeared on the Sword Ghost's shoulder.

The Sword Ghost's left palm with only three fingers gently held Han Ye's body, and raised his right hand high. In his palm, there was a sharp broken sword extending from the flesh and blood.

"Wait..."

"Stop...hands..."

The sword of the Ten-Remnant Sword Ghost seemed to have some special ability.

Even though Han Ye was a half-saint, he was extremely weak after being pierced by these seven swords.

He couldn't even pronounce the words clearly.

The Sword Ghost acted as if he hadn't heard it, and his one eye was calm and without any emotion.

After swallowing Gu Xiaozi's first-grade spiritual sword, it knew what its mission was after it came out.

Even though he was guarding Wen Ting before and looked down on the three boys of the Gu family, these three boys are Wen Ting's disciples after all. Since they were sent by Wen Ting to be their bodyguards, they should fulfill their bodyguard responsibilities.

Besides, Gu boy also paid the fee.

Taixu can do whatever he wants to him, this is a tempering.

But it is too shameless for a half-saint to attack a young man.

Such a shameless person should have died long ago, why should he live in the world?

"Swish!"

The sword ghost's right arm passed through the afterimage in the sky, and the sharp blade in the palm chopped down fiercely.

Master Han was almost desperate.

His strength should not be so easily taken down by the sword ghost.

But he was too careless!

He had just had half of his arm chopped off by Rao Yaoyao, and was also bombarded to death by the holy tribulation.

When his strength was less than one-tenth of the remaining, he provoked such a monster.

At this moment when he was dying, a familiar figure appeared in Master Han's eyes.

He knew the ten-remnant sword ghost, but not because he knew Gu Qingyi.

But before, he had seen such a person, who trampled on the dignity of everyone, and was followed by such a monster.

That monster was also humanoid, without eyebrows and one eye, and had ten swords on his body. He also drew his swords very quickly and fiercely...

In terms of "sword", it seemed to be the darling of kendo, a natural son of sword, and extremely strong.

Of course, in front of that person, even the special "sword spirit" that could be signed by the red ghost, such as the Ten Crippled Sword Ghost, had to be inferior.

"Eight..."

"Eight... Zun... An..."

Master Han made an extremely weak voice, which was also his last whine of longing for life.

"Shh."

The sword in the palm of the Ten Crippled Sword Ghost's palm only cut the skin on Master Han's neck, and the scarlet blood

oozed out, and then stopped.

Even if it chopped down at such a high speed, it could still be used freely. If it wanted to stop the sword, it would stop the sword. If it wanted to spare someone's life, it would spare someone's life.

The ten broken sword ghosts grabbed the extremely weak Han Ye with one hand and pulled him out.

"Swish!!"

Han Ye felt that the broken sword that pierced his body brought terrible secondary damage, and he twitched and spasmed with pain all over his body.

That familiar grinding pain was like a dull knife sawing and scratching the wound, preventing the healing of his injuries all over his body.

"Do you know, Ba Zun An?" The sword ghost lifted the drooping Han Ye, tilted his head, and there was surprise in his voice.

If he was not sure what Han Ye said last, Xu Xiaoshou would have hesitated to rush up to stop him.

Now seeing that the brutal sword ghost stopped beheading and said the familiar name without any taboos, Xu Xiaoshou almost confirmed some of his previous guesses.

Han Ye is Ba Zun An's man, one of the back-up!

In this way, his coming here to exchange for the Secondary Door means that the Secondary Door has fallen into the hands of hostile forces - most likely the Holy Temple.

"This man is useful, so he can't be killed." Xu Xiaoshou turned his eyes to look at Gu Qingyi.

Gu Qingyi hurriedly said: "Senior Sword Ghost, please spare his life, he is very useful!"

Sword Ghost glanced back at Gu Qingyi silently.

Gu Qingyi's scalp numbed.

To be honest, if possible, Gu Qingyi didn't want to summon the Ten Broken Sword Ghosts.

Just borrow the power of the red ghost sign, just like before against Jiang Buyi, use a little bit of the ability of the Sword Ghost senior, this will never hurt innocent people, and will not cause other accidents.

The Ten Broken Sword Ghosts are really too cruel!

It is the last means of life-saving given by Master Wen Ting. It is a special "Sword Spirit" born from the resentment of countless broken swords, broken swords, and famous swords unique to the Buried Sword Tomb.

Before this, the Ten Broken Sword Ghosts followed Master Wen Ting to travel the world.

From ancient times to the present, only three "Sword Spirits" have been born in the Buried Sword Tomb.

The oldest one, it is said, was contracted by Grandpa Youtu, and was called "Ten Broken Sword Old Man".

In recent times, apart from the contract signed by Master Wen Ting with the red ghost, the one that was passed on to him now is only his good friend Ba Zun'an and another "Ten Broken Sword Ghost" contracted by Ba Zun'an.

These two Ten Broken Sword Ghosts are almost twin brothers, born at the same time, growing up together, and finally assisting Master and the Eighth Sword Immortal respectively, and then separated with the two of them.

Gu Qingyi knew some of the origins of the Ten Broken Sword Ghosts, and also knew that this was a ferocious monster from the last era that only Master Wen Ting could control.

Since he left the sword tomb, he never thought of using it as his own combat power.

However, as soon as the formation of the Zhenhuang Palace was broken, this ice-type semi-saint came and wanted to exterminate the ancient sword cultivators without saying a word.

Gu Qingyi didn't know which ancient sword cultivator had injured this madman, so he hated him.

But there are only a few ancient sword cultivators in the world, how can they be easily bullied?

Gu Qingyi was angry, especially when he saw that his second junior brother was trying to die to cover the rear, so he released his strongest combat power on the spot without saying a word.

You are a powerful ice-type semi-saint, right?

My ten broken sword ghosts were the protectors of my master's era.

If you can beat them, my two brothers of the Gu family and the ancient sword cultivators can be killed at will!

This is good.

As soon as the ten broken sword ghosts appeared, Master Han was killed in seconds.

But the "Eight Zun An" that Master Han said when he was dying also stunned Gu Qingyi.

Who doesn't know the eighth sword fairy, the Sword God of the East Region?

What's more, for the Burial Sword Tomb, this name has another meaning.

Strictly speaking, given the relationship between Master Wen Ting and the Eighth Sword Immortal, if Gu Qingyi really met the Eighth Sword Immortal, he would even have to call him Uncle Master.

Wen Ting and the Eighth Sword Immortal are said to be brothers who have sworn brotherhood with their heads sworn!

"Who are you? Do you know the Eighth Sword Immortal?" Gu Qingyi asked with some reservations.

He didn't know whether this crazy half-saint was an enemy or a friend, so he didn't point out the relationship between him and the Eighth Sword Immortal.

As a result, the repeater Gu Qinger behind him came online, with the same tone, the same expression, but different wording:

"Who are you? Do you know my Eighth Uncle Master?"

Bang!

Master Han, who was thrown off his hand by the Ten Crippled Sword Ghosts, collapsed to the ground at this moment, his whole body stiff as an ice sculpture, with only his pupils trembling violently.

What did he say?

Eight, Eighth Uncle Master?

These two are the... nephews of that demon? ? ?