Chronicles of the Kingdom of Heaven Chapter 166: Swordsmanship

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The ghost king's eyebrows are drooping, looking drooping and old, and the ghost's body surface is full of folds. At this moment, he is sitting on a throne where countless skulls are gathered, stretched out his dry claws, and volleyed towards the ground.

As the ghost king shot, under the ground, a ray of black air seemed to be pulled out by someone...

Lin Fei frowned and looked at the old ghost king. He always felt that this place seemed to have been heard before...

"Strange..." Just when Lin Fei wanted to remember, when he heard someone talk about this place, he suddenly saw an ancient corpse with a majestic face in the place where the ghost king had taken away the black energy. Wearing a crown on his head, Lin Fei's face suddenly changed. Just about to see more clearly, the old ghost king suddenly opened his eyes...

Lin Fei looked through the screen thinking of Lin Fei's eyes, and there was a sudden flash of infinite blades in that faint green gaze.

A flying knife emerged from the screen, as if it was about to fly out of the screen and cut it out. Even with the biting blade light across the screen, Lin Fei felt cold all over, her body trembled involuntarily, and her hair burst out. , It's like a small animal has encountered a fatal crisis that is hard to resist...

The moment the sword light flew out, Lin Fei bit his tongue, screamed, and flew out with a sharp sword qi, and the sword qi slashed towards the scene in front of him.

One sword cut across, dividing Yin and Yang, and the picture was broken and surrendered, as if it was forcibly separated by Yin and Yang, the picture was broken, and the fatal sense of crisis also disappeared.

But as the pictures shattered one by one, on the fragments of the last picture, the ghost king's eyes were filled with dim light, and the old voice slowly floated out: "When the sea meets, I will take your life. "

Before the voice fell, all the picture fragments disappeared.

At this time, Lin Fei's back was soaked with a brush, and big drops of sweat on his forehead kept dripping.

After a while, Lin Fei slowly exhaled a suffocating breath: "It's a little careless..."

A word was spit out, and Lin Fei sat down staggeringly, with a hint of jet black in his pale complexion.

This time, even Lin Fei did not expect that the ghost king who appeared in Jianshan before was just an incarnation...

If it hadn’t been for the innate black energy to swallow the true spirit of the ghost and let that trace of memory fall into the underworld, I’m afraid it would take a long time to know that standing among the mountains, drawing black from an ancient corpse The angry old figure is the real ghost king...

The true strength of this ghost king is more than ten times stronger than what I had previously estimated...

In addition, he has the Netherworld Sect’s magic weapon, the no-flying knife. If he encounters it in person, it is definitely a dead end. There is no reason to escape. If the reaction was a little faster just now, he cut it off with the secluded sword energy. Yin and Yang, cut off the connection between the two through the painting, and was stabbed to death by the ghost king with a knife without flying...

Lin Fei was full of thoughts, and suddenly he snorted, and the black color on the face door became thicker, and a ghost floated up on the door, turning into a roaring ghost face.

When the true essence surges, it rushes into the body, turning into a great mill, constantly grinding away that ghost, and the ghost turns into a hideous one-horned ghost head, rolling and roaring in the great mill. , But nothing can be ground.

To mobilize the four sword qi in the body to join it together, but a ray of sword light flashed on the single horn of the ghost head transformed by that ghost qi, firmly resisting the coercion of Lin Fei's four sword qi.

After a stalemate, the ghost head turned into ghost energy again and shrunk into a ball, and the core of a knife is looming. No matter what you do, this ghost energy cannot be completely dispelled, and it can only be temporarily suppressed.

After a stick of incense, Lin Fei's ghostly sword entrenched on the door dissipated and was completely suppressed, but Lin Fei's face was a bit ugly...

The ghost king acted so fiercely and decisively. The moment he noticed it, he directly sacrificed the Huawufei knife and cut it out, even if the power of the Huawufei knife could not be transmitted through that screen, but the ghost king did. While smashing the picture, I made a roundabout way, and with the help of the connection with the weird ghost, a trace of power without flying knives came over...

If this ghost energy can kill him, it would be good. Even if it can't be killed, it can still get into Lin Fei's body and kill two birds with one stone.

The body is entrenched by a ghost of the ghost king and cannot be dispelled, the ghost king can follow this ghost at any time to kill, there is no way to avoid it...

"At the time of the sea meeting, I am afraid it will be very troublesome..." Lin Fei muttered to himself, and turned around to see the Eight Evil Spirit Array outside. For a moment, Lin Fei seemed to have thought of something and looked at it. The eight evil spirits sneered: "Since you will come when the sea meets, then I will give you a big gift."

Turning around and walking out of the backyard, Jiang Li and Fan hurriedly greeted him.

"Junior Brother Lin, you are finally out. Congratulations to the advanced fate and soul..." Paradigm smiled and bowed his hands in congratulations.

Last night, the fire in the backyard blazed into the sky, but there was no half-fire spread. A little closer, there was a sense of fire coming from your heart. Everyone knew that this was someone fighting the fire. At this moment, Lin Fei's complexion was ruddy and his breath was stable, and he was naturally safe. Through the fire disaster.

At this time, Jiang Li also rolled his eyes and moved to Lin Fei's side: "Uncle Lin, it was okay to rest last night..."

Lin Fei glanced at Jiang Li. Last night, he crossed the fire and killed the ghosts. The entire backyard was about to be demolished. Are you resting?

"Say directly if you have something."

"Hey, Uncle Lin, look, business is so good now, should we cast more swords every day?"

Jiang Li rubbed his hands with a painful expression on his face. The Sword Casting Workshop sells ten swords every day, and the thunder cannot move, but the number of people who want to buy swords is far more than that. Seeing so many spirit stones line up outside, nothing It’s a bit bad for Jiang Li to put them in his pocket...

"Not in a hurry..." Lin Fei shook his head without mentioning the matter of sword making, but patted Jiang Li on the shoulder: "By the way, come here, I will teach you a technique of swordsmanship."

"Ah, Imperial Swordsmanship?" Jiang Li was shocked for a moment, then his face was full of surprises: "Uncle Lin, you want to teach me an Imperial Swordsmanship?"

Jiang Li knows that although the Master Lin doesn't make many shots, he is absolutely unfathomable in terms of strength. Is An Zijie good enough? Netherworld Sect's number one disciple of the inner sect, a character who only had one step to become a true legend, in front of this Uncle Lin, he was cut off Chi Ming's head with a sword before he could even get his hands out.

Oh, yes...

There is also Zhao Sihai. It is the true biography of Qianshan Sect. I heard that the ranking is not low. What was the result? I saw Shishu Lin and a mouse and a cat. People from Qianshan Sect said that Zhao Sihai had I suffered a loss in the hands of Uncle Lin. I didn’t say what the specific loss was, but I heard that Zhao Sihai fled back like a ghost at the time, and almost broke the mountain protection formation...

These characters actually want to teach their own swordsmanship?