Guardian Chapter 88: Liu Li goes crazy-the sword comes

   There was a loud noise.

  Chen Feng carried the Linglong scale and knelt on one knee. He was pushed by a huge force and slid far away, plowing a deep slip mark in front of him.

  He wiped a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth, and staggered to his feet.

  The great sword sword spirit was born.

  A vague sword spirit phantom is slashing towards Chen Feng with both hands holding the sword.

  Chen Feng's launch was as light as a feather, his body was light and nothing, and he was shaken by the sword wind.

  Zhongruo lifted the mountain again to superimpose, his body just swayed and fell in violation of physics conventions.

  Chen Feng's weird posture twisted an S curve in midair, and stood on the giant sword with the edge of the sword.

  His body sank, and the Black Mountain Rock, which was as heavy as a mountain, was heavily pressed on the giant sword.

  Good opportunity...Chen Feng stretched out his hand, and the silver corpse Da Mao, who had been waiting for a long time in the void shuttle, flew in the air.

  Mao Mao’s stiff teeth soared, roaring in midair, with a ring of turbulent sound waves, he smashed his fist in the direction of the sword hilt.

...... Bang Bang bang bang bang bang, blacksmith's voice aroused circle invisible sound waves, Maulana fist bone fire, full of buried wire toughness to protect joints from heavy losses.

   Da Mao roared violently, completely undefended, his two fists clasped the hilt, and he kept chucking.

  The sword spirit phantom constantly rises and disappears, bright and dark.

  Duan Qi'an, Peasant Woman Soul, Sword Furnace Disciple, and Sword Sacrifice People, you can quickly switch between hundreds of different faces.

  Finally turned into a fuzzy sword spirit of half Duan Qi'an and half the soul of the peasant woman.

  The sword spirit was emotionally unstable and easily irritable. For a while, he roared, "The fire is immortal, the sword is self-contained", and the other roared, "I can hold on for another round, the old lady can't support it."

  Chen Feng secretly scolded himself for being stupid, isn't it stupid to face the giant sword hard enough?

  Everything has a spirit, and everything has a soul.

  This sword spirit is the soul of the giant sword.

  The goal of Linglong Scale should have been aimed at this chaotic sword spirit.

  Looking at the appearance of the sword spirit, it is obvious that the two main obsessions are entangled. Taking advantage of the chaos, it is not called the soul at this time, when is it called the soul.

   Things shouldn't be too late... Feeling the trembling of the sword at his feet, Chen Feng no longer hesitated, but loosened the Black Mountain Rock instead.

  Like two people wrestling at the same time, Chen Feng suddenly let go, and the great sword flapped.

  Chen Feng used this reaction force to superimpose, kicking on the surface of the sword, carrying the Linglong scale, and being shot out.

  Retract...Release, the black mountain rock, like a teleport, disappeared behind Chen Feng, and appeared in front of Chen Feng again.

  The phantom of the sword spirit, but also raised his hand to grab it.

  Only hearing a chuckle, the black mountain rock, like a fiery red iron stamped on the ice, slowly melted into the body of the sword spirit.

  Chen Feng only heard the reckless voice of Yin-Yang album ringing twice, and then stopped.

  As soon as the sword spirit said his soul passed, it gradually collapsed.

   Countless souls, entangled and entangled in obsessions, were refined into remnant souls by yang, fish and yin fire, and they were already on the verge of disappearing.

   Linglong weighed out the two most important obsessions, disintegrating the new life of the sword spirit, and the shackled remnant soul was free, but there was no return.

  The decay of ash can't be stopped.

   Hundreds of broken souls, turned into sparks scattered, and countless phantoms before they dissipated, thanked Chen Feng.

  Chen Feng's nose is sour for no reason...So many souls are all living lives. They can't enter the cycle of reincarnation. The culprit, how are you qualified to enter.

  Chen Feng seemed to have not seen the souls of Duan Qi'an and peasant women resenting evil, and let them fend for themselves.

  After the soul is called, the soul will become muddy, and only a few souls still have a little distracting thoughts.

After    is weighed by Linglong, it is even more impossible to toss out flowers.

  A person who sacrifices a sword by man will not enter the cycle of reincarnation.

  Those who become spirit accomplices with evil spirits will not enter into reincarnation.

  I, Chen Feng, called the soul master, said about walking in reincarnation.

  This is the end of the matter. Chen Feng cleared his mind and was about to put the giant sword into the void shuttle, but the ground trembled, and countless swords rang softly.

  In the sword furnace, the masterless sword trembles lightly at the same time.

  In the ruins in Chen Feng's eyes, one, two, three... countless swords stood up, and their swords were facing in his direction at the same time.

  Chen Feng was shocked, as if he was facing a big enemy, is this posture going to be pierced by the sword?

  The upright sword just turned tremblingly, and then fell back to the original place.

  The image is attracted by a magnet, and suddenly the magnetic force is insufficient, and the gravitational force is lost.

  This weird scene almost scared Chen Feng to death.

  Just as he was rejoicing, a violent rage sounded through the sky with an unwilling roar.

  Da Mao was the first to react, responding to an angry roar, and rushed out.

  "Er...The voice of Ermao?" Chen Feng was surprised and exclaimed: "Liu Li is in danger?"

   Just when he pulled out his legs and chased Da Mao.

  The giant sword behind Chen Feng pierced with a sonic boom, and the latter came first, surpassing Chen Feng’s body, surpassing the rushing big hair, turning into a streamer, and shooting towards The direction of the casino.

   There was a bang.

  In Chen Feng's eyes, the ruins of the gambling house facing each other in the distance, first a fire burst into the sky, and then a small mushroom cloud rose up under the fire.

  Da Mao and Er Mao's irritable roar came out at the same time.

  There is also a lonely and arrogant female voice whispering softly, "Sword is coming."

  The sword is gone.

  The ruined gambling house, along with the surrounding buildings, was gone.

  This moment.

  The three giants, Demon Slashing Hall, Fumotang, and Soul Suppression Division, could no longer sit still, and all flew towards the gambling house.

  Chen Feng set off a huge wave in his heart, waiting for him to reach the ruins of the casino.

  Only saw the third master Quan, who was standing in place, his body was broken and his body was full of holes, and he was losing flesh piece by piece.

  There are also the three giants of Kyoto who stand in different positions and stare at the corpse of the three masters in precaution.

  The corpse of the third master Quan is unusual. The fleshy ribbon has the power to regenerate. The blood is not dark red, but has a hint of gold.

  The power of regeneration was eroded by a surge of sword intent, and even Chen Feng, a person who didn't know much about kendo, could feel the dominance in it.

  "Unexpectedly, this Quan San was actually the remnant of the former zombies. This kind of magical way should be in charge of my Fumotang." Han Lin riding on the sturdy seat could not help but say, Jiang Mochu pointed a finger, and a formation was trapped in the past.

  The sword hummed, and a sword light resisted the formation.

  Feng Bucheng, with a white beard and fluttering white beard, said in a slow and logical manner: "Neither, nor too, the zombie clan is detached from human relations, self-contained, and there is no doubt about the demon. I should be in charge of the demon hall. ."

  "The zombie soul is special, the three souls and seven souls have been destroyed, and the new spirit is born. When it comes to the roots, it is my job to kill the demon hall." The cold and cold, female-faced Jin Fengwei, hand squeezed the wind Half of the fire technique was given to Han Lin's formation, and half was given to Feng Bucheng's sword intent.

  "Nonsense, the soul is gone, what's the matter with your golden fake girl." Han Lin divided his formation to resist Jin Fengwei's method, and said to Feng Bucheng: "This time, you and I are equally divided, how about it."

  Feng Bucheng looked slow, looking at Jin Fengwei, whose face was getting cold, and then at Han Lin, who was looking at him with a voice transmission, and said: "No, I am the guardian of the evil spirits."

  "It is incumbent on me to kill the Demon Hall."

  "I deserve it."

  For a while, there was a lot of arguing.

  Chen Feng could see that all of the three big brothers spoke righteously, but they were actually coveting the radiant swordsmanship of the corpse of the three masters.

  He stepped back quietly, none of these big guys can offend him, so it's best not to notice me. I'm just a little shrimp. It's important to find my housekeeper. It's a bit of a sword. You guys love it.

  The three of them couldn't help but quarrel, and they all looked towards Chen Feng.

  "You said, how do you divide it."

  A threatening voice came from Han Lin.

  Chen Fengqian, Mimi was half-bended, tiptoe, half of her leg was raised and not put down, her whole life froze in place.

  A few drops of sweat.

   Click.

   Click.

   Click down.

   and then sweat.

  Chen Feng thinks.

  I am steaming in the hottest sauna.