"hiss……"

There was an unpleasant whistling sound, and the sand ghosts suddenly started to move. Some flew into the sky, some went underground, and the rest came from all directions.

More than a thousand sand ghosts formed a thick cover to cover Li Muchan, squeezing into the middle, and tried to kill Li Muchan at all costs, even if they had to bury him.

Li Muchan could feel their overwhelming hatred. Maybe they had never suffered such a big loss before, and they couldn't bear it. They insisted on killing him and then hurry up.

Li Muchan couldn't kill like he did before, so he could only shed a piece of sword light and protect himself in the center. "Ding-ding-ding-ding..." There was a constant sound, the sound of their fingernails clashing with the blood-drinking swords.

All parts of their bodies are very tough, and the hardest part is their nails. Their nails are like iron hooks and can withstand the blood-drinking sword.

Li Muchan frowned, the sword light became brighter, and the sword was extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, ten sand ghosts were killed by the sword, but not a drop of blood was stained on the sword.

The sand ghosts were not afraid of death and continued to attack and squeeze forward. Li Muchan's sword came under great pressure, but his power was amazing and he could still block it for a while. With the power they sent

If you resist and don't retreat even an inch, they won't be able to rush in.

He could have used the Great Teleportation Technique to directly avoid them, but he didn't avoid them. He wanted to defeat their courage and see their true strength.

Heart Ding, Ding.

Amidst the clear sound of "ding, ding", sand ghosts kept falling down. After a while, more than fifty people were lying at Li Muchan's feet.

The light of his sword formed a unified ball, which not only protected the top of his head but also his feet. A dozen of those who wanted to attack from under his feet died. Then he stepped on these corpses and remained motionless, and they formed their own shield.

"Hiss..."

The sharp roar sounded, and the attack of the sand ghosts intensified. They all went crazy, ignoring Li Muchan's sword light, and just kept rushing forward, like a flood.

Li Muchan's sword was bright and protected him, standing still despite their impact. At the same time, he changed his moves and all the sand ghosts that rushed towards him flew out.

After a while, a hundred corpses were lying on the sand, piled into a pile. They were blown away by Li Muchan's sword and died immediately.

He added a Zhenzi Jue to his sword, and when it touched his sword, he was stabbed in the throat and immediately flew away. Not only was his swordsmanship exquisite, but he also controlled his internal force meticulously.

The rolling sand ghosts kept coming, and the bright sword light illuminated his face. His expression was calm and he was able to kill these sand ghosts with ease.

Later, these sand ghosts suddenly linked their arms, formed a string, and then pressed down on Li Muchan. Li Muchan used the "Zhen Zi Jue" but it could not knock everyone away. Twenty or so sand ghosts were connected together, like

A centipede was shaken at the front, but nothing happened at the back, and then squeezed over.

The other sand ghosts followed suit and formed a line of centipedes to squeeze towards Li Muchan. Li Muchan had no choice but to disappear in a flash and appear behind them. The sword light spread out and four people fell down immediately.

His brows suddenly moved, and he lowered his head to look at the blood-drinking sword. Then he flashed and arrived in front of a sand ghost. The tip of the sword pierced the center of his eyebrows, and then he pulled it out. His eyes lit up.

He discovered a big secret, about the blood-drinking sword. He stabbed Sand Ghost between his eyebrows and his hand, and the blood-drinking sword suddenly trembled, and a cool breath came from it.

This breath spread from the palm of the hand to the shoulder, then along the shoulder, from Jade, to the pillow on Baihui, and finally circled around Baihui and got into the center of the eyebrow.

His intuition did not issue a warning, and he allowed the cool breath to enter his eyebrows and heart.

As soon as this cool breath entered the center of his eyebrows, he suddenly became energetic and felt a familiar feeling. He felt like this every time after practicing the Observation of Heaven and Human Spirits Sutra.

This is a sign of spiritual replenishment and spiritual strengthening.

It is easy to replenish internal energy, but it is difficult to replenish the spirit. The only way to replenish it is to enter meditation and calm down. So far, he has not discovered another method, but he did not expect to accidentally touch the mystery of the blood-drinking sword.

After he regained his energy, his mind became clearer. He twisted his body to avoid a pair of hands at his feet, and then stabbed a sand ghost who was sneaking up behind him with his sword.

The tip of the sword was pulled out from between his eyebrows, and Li Muchan felt the cool breath again. His figure shimmered, and he shuttled among the sand ghosts like a ghost, with every sword strike never missing.

A stream of cool breath was injected into his mind, and his senses became more acute. The breeze blew across his face, the hairs on his hair were gently rising, and he seemed to be able to feel the movement of every grain of sand under his feet.

He was immersed in the mysterious feeling, but his figure did not delay at all. He flashed with the sword light, and killed about two hundred sand ghosts with one sword and one sand ghost.

Suddenly, the remaining sand ghosts suddenly turned around and ran away. After running a few steps, they got into the sand. For a moment, the surroundings were empty, as if they had just been in a dream.

Li Muchan's mind was extremely clear, and his senses were subtle. Suddenly he felt something was wrong, and he jumped straight up, rising more than ten feet high.

"Cough..." With a roar, the sand suddenly flew up and rushed around him and was bounced away by the protective energy. Li Muchan looked at it intently and frowned, but an animal like a flying squirrel turned into a stream of light and shot out.

Come over and quickly pass the crossbow arrow.

Li Muchan moved sideways in the air to avoid the flying squirrel. It had brown fur and looked like a fox. It had a pointed mouth, big black eyes, full of aura, and a long, fluffy tail.

Its body is quite big and it looks really cute.

But Li Muchan didn't think it was cute. Looking at the way the sand ghosts ran away, he knew how afraid they were of this little flying squirrel.

The flying squirrel missed with one pounce, flicked its fluffy tail, turned around and came back, turning into a stream of light and shooting at Li Muchan again.

Li Muchan's sword light swirled, trying to trap it, but there was a crisp sound of his heart, and its two small claws hit the blood-drinking sword, and Li Muchan immediately stepped back.

He showed his surprised figure. It was not surprising that this little flying squirrel was so fast, because it was such a small but petite body that it could have such huge power, which really surprised Li Muchan.

Li Muchan secretly thought that the power coming from the sword was stronger than that of two or three masters. If it weren't for his amazing power, the blood-drinking sword would have been released long ago.

"Squeak!" Flying Squirrel seemed annoyed when he saw that Li Muchan was fine. He suddenly transformed into several shadows and pounced on Li Muchan.

Li Muchan disappeared from the spot in a flash and appeared ten feet away. The speed of this little flying squirrel was too fast, turning reality into reality. As soon as Li Muchan appeared, it appeared immediately.
Chapter completed!