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Chapter 839

"That's all."

The Rakshasa ghost smiled and looked at Li Yunsheng standing in the broken ghost coffin.

"Yes, but that's it."

Li Yunsheng nodded.

The Rakshasa ghost obviously heard Li Yunsheng's words "but that's the case" meaning, and immediately smiled coldly.

Immediately, she took a step forward. After a "bang" sound of anger, she had already appeared on Li Yunsheng's head.

"Frost Sky Ghost Blade!"

After a long roar, the blood-colored sword shadows like crescent moons fell down like swan feathers.

And at the moment when the blood-colored sword shadow appeared, the areas covered by this sword shadow were all frozen.

Even Nangong Lie and his men were caught off guard and were attacked by this sudden cold air. Their bodies were stiffened and they could only watch the blood-colored sword shadows flying towards them.

But at this moment, they only felt that a sword intent rose from Li Yunsheng's body, as if two big hands held the blood-colored sword shadow in the sky, causing him to stagnate over everyone's heads for a moment.

In just this moment, the green dragon on Li Yunsheng's waist flew out of the sheath with a long roar, and then flashed over the heads of everyone like a floating light, drilling into the blood-colored sword shadows all over the sky.

After an instant, the blood-colored sword shadows in the sky exploded like blood-colored fireworks, and finally turned into blood-colored mist and dissipated in the air.

The green dragon had already flew back and stood quietly in front of Li Yunsheng.

This move is the second style of the Qiu Shui Sword Technique, "Floating Light and Slides", but the previous flashes of light were used to control the energy of swords, while the current "Floating Light and Slides" was used to control the swords with gods.

"Brother Yunsheng's Autumn Water Sword Technique has reached the realm of transformation. I admire it, really."

Nangong Lie was both happy and surprised. He was happy that he was escaped from danger again, and he was naturally Li Yunsheng's magical swordsmanship.

"Senior Nangong has been awarded too much."

Li Yunsheng smiled with a relaxed expression.

In fact, he was not very satisfied with this sword, but because his opponent's strength was limited, he could not find out exactly where the flaws of this sword were.

So when he looked at the Rakshasa ghost, he once again showed a deep disappointment.

"Is this your Rakshasa ghost's inheritance of your skills for more than a hundred years?"

He frowned and asked at the Rakshasa ghost who was neither male nor female.

The great killing move that he had never had invincible was resolved so easily that the Rakshasa ghost was already full of reluctance and anger. Now he heard such a contemptuous question. He roared in anger, and then the blood and energy in his body rose like flames, and the two swords wrapped in the rising blood energy in his hand slashed out again.

Two sword shadows wrapped in blood overlapped together, like a huge cross-shaped flame, rushing towards Li Yunsheng at a rapid speed.

Li Yunsheng's body was motionless, only the blue dragon in front of him pointed directly at the "flame" and flew out.

After a huge tremor sound of "boom", the ground of Kunlun City ruins behind everyone collapsed like "tofu", which shows that the sword of the Rakshasa ghost was amazing.

But with such a terrifying sword, the Qinglong Sword, which was the first to be hit, was still moving, firmly resisting the two sword shadows wrapped in blood and flames.

The sword shadow dissipated, and the Rakshasa ghost behind him appeared in everyone's sight with a terrifying face.

"You, you have actually reached the level of equality with Moro?!"

After being stunned, the Rakshasa ghost suddenly pointed at Li Yunsheng with a shocked look on his face.

"Moro?"

Li Yunsheng frowned slightly. He had heard Yu Xuzi mention this name before. The strongest group of strangers from the sky was called Moluo. These Moluo all have methods and cultivation that monks in the ten states could not imagine.

Just as he was about to draw more information about Moluo from the Rakshasa ghost, the Rakshasa ghost suddenly said nothing and turned into a ball of blood and flew towards the port into the sea like an arrow.

However, as his thoughts moved, the Qinglong Sword broke out with a "buzzing" sound and broke out, as fast as light and shadow, and in the blink of an eye it caught up with the blood.

Li Yunsheng then pressed his finger downwards, and the Qinglong Sword immediately flew down with a sword sound, stabbing towards the bloody air.

The blood and energy that realized the danger suddenly became like a fish spitting bubbles, spitting out a circle of blood-colored circles from the blood and energy, protecting it like a shield.

Seeing this, Li Yunsheng used the fifth "Sky Split" mental method of the Qiushui Sword Technique.

A layer of red sword light then wrapped the green dragon, and then the green dragon roared, and the red sword shadow left behind blood-like afterimages like blood. From a distance, it seemed as if countless cracks appeared in the sky.

The blood-qi ring shield transformed by the Rakshasa ghost broke into countless pieces in an instant.

The blood cloud where the Rakshasa ghost was located was penetrated straight by the Azure Dragon, and then it shattered with a "boom".

But just as the blood cloud dispersed, hundreds of blood beads flew out from the blood clouds in all directions.

Obviously, the Rakshasa ghost hid his true blood in these nearly a thousand blood beads. He thought that even if Li Yunsheng had a powerful method, he would not be able to tell which one was his true blood as soon as possible.

However, Li Yunsheng was still very calm when he saw this scene.

He pinched another sword technique, raised his fingers up again, and then the green dragon roared straight into the sky, and then disappeared into the clouds.

Just when Nangong Lie and others didn't understand what Li Yunsheng was going to do this, dense golden light spots suddenly appeared on the gloomy sky, just like the fireflies on the sky on the summer night.

The next moment, among the golden light spots, sword shadows "spill over" like golden raindrops.

In an instant, the hundreds of blood beads that had just flew out were swallowed into it.

In the stunned eyes of the crowd, Li Yunsheng stepped out step by step, his figure still like a phantom, and appeared at the other end of the sky in the blink of an eye.

There, a ball of blood was struggling madly under the Qinglong sword like a living creature.

Li Yunsheng held Qinglong, then pulled the ball of blood with one hand and held it in his palm:

"I finally got to the world and don't rush to leave."

"You, let go of me, let go of me, my Lord is the great sin Morro. Even if ten of you are not his opponents, if you catch me, he will definitely follow my breath to catch you!"

The blood struggled and threatened.

"That's great, I hope he doesn't disappoint like you."

Li Bai held the palm of his hand and compressed the blood to the size of his thumb with the sword energy in his palm. Then he took out the demon-refining pot and put the drop of blood into the pot. Then a howling sound of horror came from the pot-
Chapter completed!
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