Gu Yan is one of the strong men who is closest to the real person. With his ruthless means, when he sees him appear, none of the disciples of the Nanjian Sect are not afraid. Novels.

Even Jian Wushen felt a sense of powerlessness, thinking about whether to escape immediately.

If you don’t escape at this moment, I guess you won’t even have a chance to escape later.

Gu Yan was obviously not going to let him go, so he stared at him and said, "I have always cherished my talents, and the sword is not hurt. If you are willing to worship in the Ghost Palace and hand over all the sword sect inheritance you have obtained, you will not only survive, but from now on, you will be the deputy palace lord of the Ghost Palace, only under the Lord of the Ghost Palace."

"I am the star of Bai Jiexing. I can enter the martial arts palace to practice. Why do I have to go to your ghost palace?" Jian Wushen said.

"I don't know how to be polite. It seems that if you want to surrender, you have to be transferred/teached."

A hurricane of vitality was swelling under Gu Yan's feet, and a pair of silver cold magic hands showed dazzling silver light, drawing a circle in front of him. As he grabbed his right hand from the air, a silver claw that was more than meter long spanned more than ten feet and appeared in front of Jian Wushang.

The inheritance of the Sword Sect is extraordinary. There must be more than one Hinayana master's Dharma, and even the Mahayana master's Dharma.

Therefore, Gu Yan planned to capture the sword alive without any injuries and obtain the secrets on him.

The fluctuations of vitality emitted by the silver giant claws were extremely strong, shattering Jian Wushen's heart, and he kept going backwards and could not resist at all.

In the same 16th level, Gu Yan is many times stronger than Wang Xiu.

At this time, Jian Wushang could no longer hide his strength. He let out a loud roar and suddenly inserted the giant sword in his hand into the ground, sinking a foot deep, stabbing his body.

"Crash."

Grab the hilt of the sword and pull it up.

From the inside of the giant sword, a three-foot-long white jade ancient sword was actually pulled out.

He raised his sword over his head, released dense sword energy, and flew wildly in the square.

It turned out that the giant sword was simply a scabbard.

There is also a sword in the sword.

Seeing the ancient white jade sword in Jian Wushang's hand, some older warriors from the Nanjian Sect made a trembling sound: "Is it... Taibai Sword..."

"Such powerful sword energy must be Taibai. Oh my God, Taibai sword reappears in the world!"

The warriors of the four major swords sects are not unfamiliar with Taibai Sword. They are the legendary divine swords and are the leader of the ten famous swords of the Sword Sect.

Jian Wushen held the sword in both hands, and the vitality in his body continued to pour into the Taibai Sword. Suddenly, thousands of imprints of instruments appeared on the sword body.

At the same time, the sword spirit of Taibai Sword rushed out of the sword body and turned into the phantom of an old man in white who was more than ten feet tall.

The old man in white has white beard and white hair. Although it is a phantom, he has the power of swordsmanship that runs through the heaven and earth.

As Jian Wushen swung his sword, he easily broke the silver giant claws like cutting tofu.

Instead of being frightened by this, Gu Yan showed an ecstatic expression and laughed: "Okay, very good, the first element of Baijiexing, Taibai Sword, has indeed fallen into your hands. Unfortunately, your cultivation is still too low and you can't exert much power."

Gu Yan punched it out, shaking the oncoming sword light to pieces.

With a "swish", Gu Yan flew out, through layers of sword energy, and punched Jian Wushu's heart with a speed that was difficult to distinguish with his naked eyes.

Jian Wushang waved his sword again, and the sword edge of Taibai Sword collided with Gu Yan's fist, and a large spark burst out.

Gu Yan stood there motionless, but Jian Wushang flew backwards.

"Haha, this pair of silver cold magic hands of this palace master were made of fourth-level metal. Even the Taibai Sword would not be so easy to damage it." Gu Yanchang laughed.

Gu Yan's power made Bai Jiexing's warriors feel fear through the mirror surface of the original mirror.

The sword holding the Taibai Sword was not injured, and it was difficult for him to block his attack?

Gu Yan pinched his hands into claw shapes, catching up with Jian Wushang, who flew backwards, and wanted to take away the Taibai Sword. At this moment, the sword spirit finally took action, and his body, which was more than ten feet tall, split and turned into dozens of lightswords, all of which rushed towards Gu Yan.

"Swish."

Legend has it that the sword spirit of Taibai Sword was transformed by the soul of the Sword Sect’s ancestor.

Gu Yan Yi was not afraid, and kept making claw marks, smashing dozens of lightswords into pieces, rushing to Jian Wushang, and said disdainfully: "The sword spirit of Taibai Sword is very strong, but unfortunately, with your cultivation, the sword spirit power that can be stimulated is quite weak. Such a magic weapon, falling into your hands, is really a jade dust."

Jian Wushang had no power to resist. Gu Yan grabbed his neck and was lifted off the ground.

Gu Yan's eyes showed an excitement, burning and excited light. With his other hand, he was about to seize the Taibai Sword, but suddenly he found that a fire light rushed forward.

The visitor was Lin Ke.

The Fang Tian Hua Ji in Lin Ke's hand slashed over and stabbed him, releasing a wave of hot air like the scorching sun. Feeling the fluctuation of energy, even Gu Yan dared not underestimate it.

Gu Yan originally went to grab the silver hand of Taibai Sword, forming a palm print, and countless vitality condensed in the palm of his hand, and hitting the Fangtian painting halberd that was coming towards him.

"Boom."

Two powerful forces meet each other.

With Gu Yan's cultivation level, he also took a step back, and sparks fell on the purple dragon's robe, making a chirping sound.

On the other end, Lin Ke threw it back and fell twenty feet away. After landing, he stood in a lunge and then slid back several feet, lifting up the stone slabs, and finally stabilized his body.

Lin Ke gasped and tried hard to use his skills to adjust the energy that was shocked in his body.

"My halberd has accumulated all its strength and has a weight of 12,000 kilograms of Fang Tian Huaji. However, Gu Yan grabbed Jian Wushu with one hand, and his other hand was just rushing out in a hurry, but he still beat me to the bottom of the absolute."

Lin Ke secretly measured the gap with Gu Yan, and at the same time racked his brains to think about ways to break the enemy.

Gu Yan laughed furiously and said, "Chunfeng, no wonder you dare to go against the Ghost Palace. You are indeed very capable. There are not many warriors who can defeat the Lord of the Palace in the entire Baijie Star."

The recovery speed of the Blood Sea Scroll was extremely fast. Lin Ke returned to his peak state again, looking at Wang Xiu and others who had been sucked by the black centipede demon soul.

He inserted Fang Tian Hua Ji to the ground, and Lin Ke's fingers kept making seals.

"Heli Yuling."

In the distance, twelve spiritual marks appeared on the body of the black centipede demon's soul, emitting circles of light.

The twelve spiritual imprints were refined from Lin Ke's spiritual blood and imprinted into its soul. It was precisely because of this that Lin Ke once again used the Heli spiritual imprint technique, which immediately caused interference and influence on it.

"Bang bang."

More than a dozen martial arts masters from the Southern Sword Sect fell from its claws.

The black centipede demon soul let out a painful and angry roar, and a pair of green ghost fire eyes glared towards Lin Ke and said hoarsely: "You... must die..."

On the White Tribulation Star, the people who the Black Centenary Demon's Demon's most feared soul are Lin Ke, except for those real people.

Although Lin Ke has no longer been able to control it, it can still suppress it to a certain extent.

"Good boy, he actually cultivated his soul and was also a powerful psychic. Moreover, he had already injected the spirit mark on the centipede's true soul, but he had not completely subdued it." Gu Yan was quite angry.

In Gu Yan's view, whether it is Lin Ke's life or the black centipede demon's soul, they are all things in his pocket.

However, if Zangfeng was asked to conquer the Black Centenary Demon's Soul first, he might not be able to deal with this kid with his cultivation level, and the cooked ducks would fly away.

"You should escape immediately when you know that this palace lord is here. Now, when you appear in front of this palace lord, you have lost your chance to escape. A person like you will fall into the hands of this palace lord, and it will only end up being worse than death." Gu Yan wanted to defeat Lin Ke psychologically first.

Lin Ke stared at him without any fear and said lightly: "Your two disciples Yuan Che and Canxin have both died. By the way, is Han Guang okay?"

It is not a secret that Yuan Che and Canxin both died because of Zangfeng. The news has long been passed back to the Ghost Palace.

As for the cold light, Lin Ke used special techniques to seal the meridians and sent them back to the Ghost Palace, Gu Yan used various methods to remove the meridians, but failed and eventually became a useless person.

It can be said that three of Gu Yan’s four disciples were handed down by Lin Ke.

Lin Ke's words made Gu Yan tremble with anger and break through his reason.

"court death."

After snatching the Taibai Sword, Gu Yan threw Jian Wushang, who had fainted, to the ground, raised his hand and wanted to slash Lin Ke with a sword.

However, the Taibai Sword was not under his control. He raised it to his head, but the sword body was pulling backwards, as if he wanted to break free from his control and fly away.

"clank."

The sound of the sword kept ringing.

Taking this opportunity, Lin Ke bypassed Gu Yan and rushed towards the Black Centenary Demon's Underworld Soul.

"Where is the child Zangfeng?"

Gu Yan was afraid that Lin Ke would conquer the black centipede demon soul first, so he used his deep energy to forcibly suppress Bai Taijian and chased Lin Ke quickly.

The left hand suppressed the Taibai Sword, the right hand pinched it into a claw shape, and a roar was roaring: "The Dragon King of Xuanbing."

The vitality condensed into a giant ice dragon that was more than ten meters long, winding its body and chasing Lin Ke from behind.

In order to kill Lin Ke as soon as possible, Gu Yan used all the Hinayana Master's Techniques. The ground where the ice dragon soared over, and stone slabs broke and made a "crackling" sound.

As for those disciples of the Nanjian Sect, dozens of them were even driven away, and they were as fragile as scarecrows in front of the ice dragon.

"Old man Gu Yan, you have fallen into the trap!"

Lin Ke used a step technique to avoid the power of the Ice Dragon King, and his body rushed ten feet high, soaring into the air, looking down at the bottom like a king of the world.

Then, his body flipped backwards, grabbed Fang Tian's painting halberd with both hands, and twenty-four body-refining marks broke through the body one by one, bursting out the power to split the mountain and slash down at a faster speed, landing on the top of Gu Yan's head.

"The Strategy of Wind and Rain, to Stop Life and Death."
Chapter completed!