Divine Cultivation System

"You can't even take one of my moves, and you still want to touch my people?"

Qin Shaofeng grabbed Xian Xiaoying, turned her around, then raised the sword Guiqu slightly in his hand, and said: "Look clearly, even if this ghost cultivator has all the combat power, it is not as good as yours. "

His figure moved suddenly.

In a blink of an eye, he was already in front of that ghost cultivator.

The sword was raised high.

"Ghost fire flames!"

The emerald green will-o'-the-wisp immediately enveloped the entire War Sword Ghost Song.

In order to bring Xian Xiaoying a correct outlook on life, he doesn't care about the results of the battle after he makes a move.

The only thing is to let the ghost cultivator's horrifying scene remain intact.

After all, it was Xian Xiaoying's first battle right now, so naturally he wouldn't push her too hard.

"Human, how dare you treat this deity as an ant to train this little girl's courage, you are looking for death!" Guixiu was furious immediately.

The confrontation just now had already given him a clear understanding of Qin Shaofeng's situation.

Although Ghost Fire Flame is also a combat ability.

But no matter the outbreak or other things, nothing can compare to the Seven Colors Sword Art.

However, in this attack, he used the flames of ghost fire to restrain their ghost cultivation. How could he not have imagined why?

The more so, the more anger in his heart.

Roar.

He didn't even think about it anymore. The combat power that this seemingly ordinary martial artist in front of him could unleash was indeed enough to fight him.

Amidst the roar, he had already charged forward.

Even in anger, he even gave up some methods that ghost cultivators have.

Such fighting methods are just like Qin Shaofeng's.

As long as it was a normal battle, even if he fell into a disadvantage, it was nothing.

Just relying on ghost fire and flames, it is not as easy for him to hurt ghost Xiu as before.

In just a short moment of fighting, there were already more than a dozen moves coming and going.

Qin Shaofeng would be shocked back more than ten steps every time.

Every few strokes, he would swallow a healing elixir.

even so.

After more than a dozen moves, he also caused Ghost Xiu to be seriously injured.

And the battle is always like the battle between ordinary warriors, the only difference can be regarded as the difference, only the fighting methods of ghost cultivators are very different from ordinary people.

But it no longer had the horror it had before.

Qin Shaofeng dispersed the soul power of the ghost cultivator again, then retreated to Xian Xiaoying's side, and said: "See, the ghost cultivator only has this little ability. Do you think your cultivation base and combat power can't be dealt with?" Such a guy?"

"how is this possible?"

Xian Xiaoying's courage really grew a lot.

She just grabbed the handle of Sanyue Yu's knife.

Qin Shaofeng's battle with that ghost Xiu really brought her too much confidence.

I was obviously still scared in my heart, but it was far from what it used to be.

"Ghost repair, take your life!"

"Dream Three Swords!"

Xian Xiaoying yelled loudly, and the Sanyue Rain seemed to turn into drops of rain, and crazily fell towards Ghost Xiu.

"Jie jie jie..."

Seeing Xian Xiaoying attacking him again, Guixiu let out that penetrating laugh again.

Xian Xiaoying has already made a move, and with all her strength.

Amidst this burst of laughter, fear surged into my heart again.

But under Qin Shaofeng's repeated teachings and the power of this saber, she had no choice but to use it with all her strength.

"Little girl, since you want to court death, I will take the children to eat you together."

"Children!"

Ghost Xiu shouted loudly, and the scene of bones was once again presented.

Ghost Xiu miscalculated this time.

Xian Xiaoying was indeed terrified of the scene he created.

But at this moment, the more she was afraid, the more powerful her knife would be.

Perhaps, this is some kind of negativity!

Guixiu found out that his threats not only failed to make Xian Xiaoying retreat, but the March Rain in his hands fell faster, making his paws numb in an instant.

Why is Xian Xiaoying's cultivation so high?

At least Qin Shaofeng is already an existence that he dare not imagine. Even if everyone's cultivation is sealed now, he dare not compare himself with Xian Xiaoying's combat power.

Not to mention that Gui Xiu didn't do a good job of resisting.

The moment Sanyue Yu slashed down, Guixiu's soul body was sliced ​​in two.

The soul suddenly exploded.

All the horror scenes disappeared at this moment.

Immediately, with another condensation of soul breath, a black crystal appeared on the spot.

Xian Xiaoying was stunned for a moment.

"This, this...is this solved?"

Xian Xiaoying turned her head in disbelief, and looked towards Qin Shaofeng.

Ever since he was a child, he was frightened by ghost cultivators.

As long as she saw Ghost Xiu, the fear in her heart would overwhelm her.

Not to mention beheading Guixiu, even if she didn't faint from fright, it would be extremely rare.

It is unimaginable.

One day, I can kill a ghost-level existence with you.

"Of course it will be resolved."

Qin Shaofeng put away the ghost song, shrugged, and said with a smile, "Didn't I tell you just now that these so-called ghost cultivators are just trash who can scare people with scary scenes?"

"Think about it for yourself, what did that ghost cultivator do besides scaring you just now?"

This rhetorical question immediately made Xian Xiaoying stunned on the spot.

Looks like it really didn't do anything.

Even when she killed that ghost cultivator, it was much easier than killing a martial artist of the same realm.

Qin Shaofeng knew that this was just a beginning.

How much more follow-up battles are unknown.

There is plenty of time, let Xian Xiaoying overcome the fear in her heart little by little.

"Let's go!"

Hugging Xian Xiaoying's shoulder casually, he led Xian Xiaoying and walked towards the front.

Everything about the battle here seems slow.

In fact, it is only done within dozens of breaths.

When they are far away for a long time.

A dense black mist came slowly.

At the forefront of the black mist were two existences whose cultivation base far surpassed any ghost venerables Qin Shaofeng and his party had ever encountered.

In the depths of the black mist, there are four ghost venerables, carrying a sliding pole.

The black mist was emanating from the sitting man on the sliding pole.

The black mist shrouded him, making it difficult for others to see his appearance clearly.

"My lord, those people have killed Pang Bu, and they have been away for a while." A ghost messenger said respectfully.

Can be called an adult by the ghost messenger.

Who is this man in the black mist sitting on the sliding pole? Naturally, there is no need to guess.

He is exactly the ghost emperor that ghost cultivators speak of.

It is also the person who is located at the white light spot that is very close to them in the news that Qin Shaofeng received not long ago.

Qin Shaofeng and others can only know the existence of this light spot, but they don't know what this light spot represents at all.

If he hadn't fully understood and led people away immediately, this encounter would definitely be their doom.