Blind Ghostwriter: Starts with the full level of Nine Yang Magic Skill

Chapter 140 Demon Sword
The big, stupid guy was incredibly large, and when he ran, he was like a small mountain. His movements were clumsy, and every step he took would splash a large puddle of mud. He ran while shouting, "Hurry up, hurry up, the demon sword has gone crazy, and everyone has been killed. Run, run, run..."

Before Gu Mo and the others could react, the group of Xuannv Palace disciples following behind them were already looking around. As soon as the big fool appeared, Xie Liuying quickly rushed over and shouted angrily, "What's going on? Who did this? How could they be so cruel?"

The big fool shook off Xie Liuying's hand and said in panic, "Run, run, I really didn't lie to you. That knife is a demon knife, an ominous object. My master said that once the demon knife sees blood, it will never stop... It will keep killing, and keep killing..."

The big fool ran out while yelling.

However, he stopped as soon as he reached the village entrance. Then, as if he had seen a ghost, he was so frightened that he collapsed on the ground, trembling all over, and stammered, "Oh no, I can't run away..."

Everyone looked at it,

Suddenly, I felt a burning air coming towards me, and saw a white-haired man in black clothes slowly appearing at the entrance of the village, his body covered in blood.

The white-haired man held a sword, its blade ablaze red, as if forged from a blazing furnace. A strange, inexplicable flame permeated his entire body. These flames were no ordinary flames; as they burned, they seemed to carry an invisible force. Wherever they touched, the accumulated water on the ground sizzled, then instantly transformed into wisps of steam, vanishing without a trace.

The white-haired, black-clad man's eyes were an eerie red, as if drenched in blood. Threads of blood mist emanated from his pupils, lingering around him. Flames also seemed to be surging faintly from his body, as if he were a volcano about to erupt, poised to unleash devastating force at any moment.

Everyone felt their breathing stagnate, as if their hearts were being pressed down by a huge rock, and the weapons in their hands began to tremble slightly unconsciously.

this moment,
Everyone present recognized that the man was the masked man in black who had seriously injured Lin Qixia with a single knife strike last night, and the knife in his hand was naturally the magic sword that the big fool carried in the iron box.

"Run, run, run..."

The big fool got up from the ground and ran away.

No one paid any attention to him, as everyone present had already seen that the big, stupid fellow possessed powerful horizontal martial arts skills but was incredibly timid. Last night, he'd first clashed with the Xuannv Palace, not even daring to use force, let alone a killing move. Then, after seeing the blood on the demonic sword, he was completely terrified and kept shouting, "Run!"

"Bai Ying, it's you!"

Lin Qixia said in a deep voice, "You're actually still alive. You've been stirring up trouble in secret. The Golden Blade Sect, the Long Eyebrow Sword Sect, and the Chen Family are all descendants of your sworn brother. How dare you wipe out their entire clan?"

The white-haired man stood at the entrance of the village, motionless.

Xie Liuying asked doubtfully, "Senior Sister, do you know this person?"

Lin Qixia said, "I've seen him before. He was the White-haired Immortal Bai Ying, who was famous in Qingzhou back then. He had white hair since he was a child, so from the moment he entered the martial arts world, he was always mistaken for a senior martial arts expert, hence the name White-haired Immortal Bai Ying. He was one of the Nine Righteous Men of Qingzhou back then. However, he disappeared ten years ago, and the rumors spread throughout the martial arts world that he was dead."

Xie Liuying was slightly stunned and said, "Then he must be Master's..." At this point, Xie Liuying paused and said, "He doesn't look right!"

"Don't worry about it. Master once said that this White-haired Immortal has already become an evil heretic. If you encounter him, don't worry about any incense or worship, just kill him directly."

After saying that, Lin Qixia gripped the hilt of the sword, turned around and waved to Gu Mo and the others, saying, "You go first." Then, she shouted, "Disciples of the Xuannv Palace, listen to my order! Form a sword formation and slay demons!"

Immediately, all the Xuannv Palace disciples attacked simultaneously. In an instant, cold light flashed, and they simultaneously rushed towards the white-haired man. In an instant, more than a dozen swords echoed each other, forming an exquisite and complex sword formation, the swords crisscrossing and impenetrable.

But the white-haired man seemed not to take the sword formation seriously. He just raised his head slightly, with blood mist swirling in his eyes, as if he was an evil ghost from the Nine Nether Hell.

He raised his hand and casually swung his sword. In an instant, the wind and clouds changed color, and terrifying flames roared out like a surging sea, carrying the force of a tidal wave. Wherever the flames passed, the air was burned and distorted.

There was a burst of "crackling" sounds, and the sword formation carefully formed by the disciples of Xuannv Palace was like paper and was instantly broken into pieces. They vomited blood and flew backwards in all directions like kites with broken strings, falling heavily to the ground, raising patches of mud.

For a time,

However, the dozen or so disciples of Xuannv Palace were very persistent. They quickly got up, and not a single one ran away. They immediately formed a formation and prepared to attack again.

Gu Mo seemed to understand why, in this era, Xuannv Palace, composed entirely of women, could become one of the three major sects and four schools in the world.

They are so fearless and stubborn that few people want to mess with them. The key is that they seem to be quite righteous!

"kill!"

Following Lin Qixia's loud shout, the disciples of Xuannv Palace began to charge again.

However, after the white-haired man chopped Lin Qixia, who was rushing in the front, with a knife, he lost interest in the people from Xuannv Palace. His blood-red eyes were like a beast locking onto its prey, staring straight at Gu Mo.

Immediately afterwards, his figure flashed, wrapped in billowing flames, and he rushed towards Gu Mo like a meteor. Wherever he passed, the ground was left with charred footprints, and the scorching breath made the surrounding grass and trees wither instantly.

The white-haired man was surrounded by heat waves, like a moving active volcano. He suddenly jumped up with great momentum, and the magic sword in his hand was wrapped in endless murderous aura, slashing down from top to bottom.

In an instant, the sky seemed to be torn apart, and fire from the sky poured down like a river, surging towards Gu Mo and his group. Wherever the raging flames passed, the air scorched and crackled, the ground instantly dry and cracked, and the scorching heat nearly suffocated everyone. "Hide quickly..."

Lin Qixia was extremely anxious and shouted at the top of her lungs, but before she could finish her words, the scene in front of her made her eyes widen in shock and she stood there in a daze.

Gu Mo had a blank expression on his face, and his aura suddenly rose. He slapped out with one palm, and in an instant, a deafening dragon roar resounded through the sky, and an incomparably huge dragon-shaped energy appeared out of thin air.

This dragon-shaped energy was the dragon fighting in the wild that Gu Mo performed by using the Yan Yang miraculous skill to activate the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. The energy emitted a blazing light, and every dragon scale was sparkling with the luster of flames, lifelike, as if a real dragon had appeared in the world.

The dragon-shaped palm force roared towards the sky, with an indomitable momentum, rushing towards the raging sky fire like a sharp arrow, heading straight for the white-haired man.

Wherever the palm wind passed, the skyfire scattered to the sides, as if split by an invisible sharp blade. In the blink of an eye, the dragon-shaped energy collided head-on with the majestic flames emitted by the white-haired man.

"Oh!"

The loud noise made everyone's eardrums hurt, as if a thunder exploded in their ears.

The powerful air wave spread wildly in all directions with the collision point as the center, stirring up a cloud of flying sand and rocks.

The white-haired man was struck by lightning, and his body flew backwards uncontrollably for more than ten feet, falling heavily to the ground, stirring up a pool of mud.

When he landed on the ground, there was a crackling sound, as if porcelain was breaking. All the bones in his body were broken and shattered, breaking out of his skin.

However, something strange happened.

The white-haired man seemed immortal. In the astonished eyes of everyone, he slowly stood up again.

His eyes were still blood red, like a ferocious beast that knew no pain. He let out a low roar from his throat, raised the magic sword in his hand high again, and rushed towards Gu Mo.

He chopped off more than ten times in a row,

As these swords were chopped out, the white-haired man's skin began to dry up visibly, as if he was dehydrated.

As the sword was slashed out for more than ten consecutive times, the terrifying flames surged into a sea of ​​fire. The shadow of a majestic Qilin appeared and disappeared, baring its fangs and claws, roaring and shaking the earth, and rushed towards Gu Mo with the momentum of destroying the world.

Wherever the Qilin went, the flames became more violent and the ground was burned red, as if it was about to melt.

Seeing this, Gu Mo was not afraid at all. Instead, he rushed forward, waving his palms and performing his most powerful "Time Riding Six Dragons".

Instantly, six giant dragon phantoms roared out from around him, emitting a deafening roar. The six dragons responded to each other, forming an impenetrable line of defense, and rushed towards the Qilin phantom.

In an instant, there was another loud noise, as if the sky was collapsing and the earth was splitting apart.

Under the attack of the six giant dragons, the Qilin phantom instantly collapsed and turned into countless flames that dissipated in the air.

The white-haired man was once again knocked back by the powerful force.

This time, his chest was beaten to pieces, his internal organs were shattered, and blood spurted out of his mouth and spilled onto the charred ground.

But even so, the white-haired man still did not fall down. His body was shaking, but he still climbed up tenaciously.

At that moment, Gu Mo's inner energy gathered at his fingertips, and a sharp sword energy whistled out. The sword energy was like a flash of lightning, instantly hitting the white-haired man's arm.

"Click" sound,
The white-haired man's arm broke with a sound, and the magic sword in his hand flew out.

The moment the demonic sword flew out, the blood mist in the white-haired man's eyes instantly disappeared, and a hint of confusion and fear appeared in his eyes. However, before he could react further, a blazing fire suddenly ignited on his body.

The flames came extremely strangely and instantly enveloped him. In a flash, he was burned into a pile of ashes and dissipated in the air filled with blood and smoke.

now,

The demon sword fell and stabbed into the ground. With a "hiss", the muddy water within a few feet radius instantly turned into water vapor and disappeared without a trace.

The heat emitted by the blade was like a living thing, and it was still spreading around with a sizzling sound. Wherever it passed, the ground cracked, the grass and trees instantly turned into charcoal, and the air was filled with a pungent burnt smell.

(End of this chapter)