With a "bang", the powerful sword wave hit the void a hundred feet away, as if it was hitting an invisible barrier.

The flame sword energy formed a circle and scattered out.

Sixteen black smoke flew out from behind the invisible barrier, flying around in the air, and the smoke gathered together and turned into a huge black smoke.

The third disciple of the Ghost Saint, Yin Wuchang, walked out of the black smoke.

His face was pale, black and covered with long black on both sides of his cheeks, like a ghost without weight, floating in the air three feet high from the sea.

Yin Wuchang's eyes fell on the Orange Moon Star Messenger. The empty eyes finally showed their spirits and said happily: "Junior sister, it's you. When I saw the moon in the sky emitted an abnormal light, I knew it must be you, you were absorbing the moonlight, sending signals, and notifying me to rescue."

"If you want to save her, it depends on whether you have the ability."

Ao Xinyan walked out with a sword in her arms, and quickly circulated her true energy. With a squeak, a pair of seven-meter-long jade white dragon wings grew on her back.

"call!"

The dragon wings blew up and a gust of wind was stirred up.

She soared, flew over the ship, turned into a white light, and attacked Yin Wuchang.

After breaking through to the fish and dragon realm, Ao Xinyan's half-dragon body can achieve a small success and condense a pair of dragon wings, fly to the sky and hide, call the wind and rain, and do everything.

"Swish!"

Ao Xinyan pulled out the dragon-patterned Bishui Sword and dragged out a long sword light.

As soon as the sword was unsheathed, a huge holy aura immediately radiated. The light on the sword's edge was like a green waterfall, falling from the clouds and hitting Yin Wuchang's head.

"Holy Sword?"

Yin Wuchang's face changed and he immediately used the Yin Ghost's death-taking step to take a step. Under his feet, a ghost bridge made of smoke appeared. Just take one step and reach the other end of the ghost bridge.

Even though Yin Wuchang's body skills were sophisticated, he was still hit by the sword energy on his left shoulder, leaving a half-foot-long sword injury.

Yin Wuchang stared at Ao Xinyan with some surprise and said, "I really didn't expect that there was a master like you next to Zhang Ruochen. With your cultivation level, you are definitely not an unknown person, but I have never heard of the Shenlong Half Human Clan having a young strong man like you. Who are you?"

Ao Xinyan didn't expect that with one sword, he could actually injure the famous evil master, Yin Wuchang.

You know, when Yin Wuchang became famous, she was not yet born.

Is it because the successor of the Ghost Saint has gained fame? Or is it that his own strength has really reached the level of a first-class master?

In the kendo department of the Holy Academy, Ao Xinyan's talent ranks second, only weaker than Zhang Ruochen.

With her qualifications, she has a chance to reach the top ten in the "Tianji List". Now, she has reached the third transformation of the melody and dragon. Her strength is naturally extraordinary and can challenge the older generation of masters.

What's more, she also holds a holy sword.

With her current third-changing cultivation, she used the holy sword and the power she swung was many times stronger than before.

Ao Xinyan stood seventy feet above the sea level, as if standing under the bright moon. Under the moonlight, the wings on her back were carved from jade, emitting crystal light.

"The successor of the Ghost Saint, but that's the case. You can't even beat me, and you still want to fight with the team leader?"

A confident smile appeared on Ao Xinyan's pretty face.

Yin Wuchang snorted coldly and said, "Little girl, don't think that you are so great if you master a holy sword. Compared with a real strong man, you are still far from it."

Yin Wuchang took out a black bottle and held it in the palm of his hand.

He stretched out a shriveled finger and pointed at the bottle.

"Wow!"

A series of black patterns appeared on the surface of the bottle, like ghost patterns, gradually becoming brighter.

The next moment.

Straws of black yin energy rushed out of the bottle and flew towards the sea.

In an instant, the whole world became blew of wind, and the surrounding space sounded the sound of ghosts crying.

Each black yin energy condenses a ferocious ghost child. Some of them stand on the sea, wearing armor and holding spears, like a ghost warrior. Some of them hang in the void, riding on bone horses, and standing on their heads with sharp horns, like a hell knight.

At first glance, the number of ghost children was as high as 3,000, densely packed, and everywhere, like a ghost army.

"The deceased and ghost children are united into one." Yin Wuchang's Tao.

Three thousand ghost children flew towards Ao Xinyan immediately. When they flew to Ao Xinyan, they immediately collided with each other and condensed together, turning into a huge skull as high as a hill.

"Um!"

The huge skull hit Ao Xinyan with just one blow and vomited blood, flew backwards, and landed on the ship again.

Ao Xinyan covered her chest with her jade hands, and a black ghostly aura appeared on her delicate and white face.

Yin Wuchang laughed loudly, spread his arms, soared, and landed on the head of the huge skull, and said, "Little girl, it's very uncomfortable to be invaded by the power of the dead soul, right? If you surrender to me and become my slave, I will help you dissolve the power of the dead soul in your body."

"Can the power of a mere soul hurt me?"

The dragon martial soul in Ao Xinyan's body manifested and a deafening dragon roar came out.

The dragon's martial soul condensed into a dot of light, rushed into the meridians, flew all over the body for a whole world, and immediately swallowed the power of the dead soul completely.

After swallowing a large number of Dragon Soul Pills, Ao Xinyan's martial soul had already reached a new level.

Her martial soul is as strong as that of the ninth transformation of the cultivator of the fish and dragon.

Of course, the aura of the dead soul that Yin Wuchang exerted could not control her.

Yin Wuchang's eyes chilled and he said, "Your martial soul is actually a rare dragon martial soul, which is interesting. It seems that I must take you as a slave. After all, Zhang Ruochen is still too weak. If you follow me, I will definitely love you very much. Haha!"

His laughter echoed on the sea.

Zhang Ruochen snorted coldly and said, "Yin Wuchang, you have actually refined three thousand ghost children and did such a harm to the world. Today, I can't spare you."

The ghost child is a ghost slave made of the soul of a baby boy.

Three thousand ghost children mean that Yin Wuchang killed a total of three thousand boys and even extracted their souls.

"Zhang Ruochen, you are just a coward hiding behind a woman. If you want to fight me, you may have to practice for another ten years. However, I don't think you have the chance to live another ten years. Tonight is your death. Don't worry, after you die, I will help you take care of that little girl from the Dragon Half-Human race, and your... fiancée. Haha!"

Yin Wuchang's eyes looked towards Huang Yanchen, and made a lewd laugh.

He didn't take Zhang Ruochen seriously at all. In his opinion, no matter how powerful Zhang Ruochen was, he was only at the Great Perfection of the Heavenly Realm.

If you don’t reach the fish and dragon realm, you will be just a mortal after all.

"Is that true? I'm afraid you don't have that ability."

Zhang Ruochen closed his eyes and released his mental power.

"Boom!"

There was a thunder sound in the sky.

Above Yin Wuchang's head, a ball of lead-black cloud suddenly appeared, covering the moon and making the whole world dark.

In the clouds, bright lights condensed, shuttled and intertwined.

Yin Wuchang raised his head and glanced at a ball of black clouds, giving a sense of inexplicable danger. His face changed, and he felt a powerful fluctuation of mental power. He looked at Zhang Ruochen in shock and said, "Are you majoring in mental power?"

Zhang Ruochen did not answer him, and only spit out four words: "Nine Slash Electric Knife."

"Crack!"

A ray of lightning slashed through the void, like a blade connecting the heaven and earth, rushed out of the clouds and suddenly hit.

From a distance, it looks like a god standing in the clouds and waving his divine sword.

"I don't believe it, you are really that strong."

A sharp light appeared in Yin Wuchang's eyes, his arms spread out, and a ball of black light surged out of the palms of his hands, which merged together and turned into an arc-shaped light shield, which was supported on the top of his head, blocking the first light.

"Boom!"

The lightning blade kept falling down, hitting the light shield, hitting Yin Wuchang and the huge hole, falling downwards quickly.

When the seventh lightning fell, Yin Wuchang finally couldn't bear the force. With a bang, the light shield broke, and an electric knife hit him, leaving a deep wound on his back, almost cutting his body in half.

The eighth lightning and the ninth lightning fell one after another, smashing the huge hole into pieces, turning into wisps of ghostly aura, and flew out in all directions.

The Orange Moon Star looked at the scene in shock, took a breath of cold air, and said in thought, "Mind Master? Zhang Ruochen's hidden strength is so terrible. Yin Wuchang is no match for him at all."

Zhang Ruochen still looked calm and looked at Yin Wuchang who was severely injured and said coldly: "Yin Wuchang, how do you want to die?"

Yin Wuchang was very unwilling to accept his defeat and snorted coldly: "Do you think you will win me?"

He glanced in the direction of the Orange Moon Star Envoy, took a deep breath, and prepared to use a forbidden martial arts to burn blood in his body, and continue to fight with Zhang Ruochen.

In any case, he must not be defeated in front of the Orange Moon Star Envoy.

"I'll kill him."

Ao Xinyan's injuries have been healed. He holds the dragon-patterned Bishui Sword and is ready to fight Yin Wuchang again.

At this moment, the Orange Moon Star flew out first.

Her delicate body, as light as willow catkins, dragged her long clothes to the sea and said, "I'll kill him!"

Hearing this, Yin Wuchang's face turned very pale. He stared at the Orange Moon Star in disbelief, his voice was a little dry, and he said, "Junior sister...what did you say?"

The Orange Moon Star Envoy walked to the opposite side of Yin Wuchang and said coldly: "Senior Brother, Zhang Ruochen is now my master. If you are enemies of him, you are enemies of me. Let me be honest, I mean to bring you over on purpose. Otherwise, how can you kill?"

"Owner……"

Yin Wuchang felt extremely harsh when he heard the word "master", as if he was hit by five thunder, and his whole body trembled.

He looked at the Orange Moon Star Envoy in shock, and really didn't believe that the arrogant and cold junior sister would one day be willing to surrender to a man and call him "master".

Could it be that those legends are true that Zhang Ruochen has already tuned her into a toy?

Before Yin Wuchang could continue to think about it, the palm of Orange Moon Star had pressed into his chest, making a gravure mark, breaking his heart into a ball of meat paste.
Chapter completed!