You call this the way of the sword?

With Yang Qingfeng using himself as bait, the impact of the Ghost King's awakening on the battle was minimized, allowing the eight sword spirits to launch a full-scale attack on the Ghost King as planned.

However, this is not the most perfect state.

In Yang Qingfeng's plan, he only needed to swing his spirit sword from behind to add some damage, and steadily and methodically wear down the little ghost king through a group attack to obtain the jewelry.

But now that he's forced to take the stage, Yang Qingfeng has no choice but to face a true challenge against someone of a higher level.

The atmosphere inside the exchange's secluded courtyard was thick with murderous intent.

Yun Sheng was refining her killing intent, and her emotions were affected and somewhat unstable. Suddenly, she sensed Yang Qingfeng's state fluctuating violently. Without thinking, she activated the Divine Communication Talisman, only to find that she could not contact him. She frowned.

"They really dare to provoke the Ghost King..."

The Ghost King's Secret Realm has special rules. In addition to level restrictions, communication will be cut off, but some things cannot be blocked.

Yun Sheng suddenly realized that this might be the reason why General Yang Qingfeng was handed over to her.

She thought about it and decided not to rush to send people to rescue her.

With a flick of his finger, he summoned a spatial imprint. The Great Dao of Space ignored most of the rules, and the scene inside the Ghost King's Secret Realm was transmitted over.

As Yang Qingfeng had expected, Yun Sheng had indeed tampered with him, but she did so primarily to protect him and to complete the task assigned by the Pillar General.

However, when the scene appeared, showing Yang Qingfeng in perilous situations in the secret realm, risking his life to fight a high-level monster, Yun Sheng's eyes immediately lit up. While being drawn in with curiosity, her emotions quietly stabilized.

"Strange, how can you travel through the air?"

"I see, so it's not that you can fly... it's that you can fly on a sword?"

"Is that one of your skills too?"

"Soul-based swordsmanship, a summoning-style swordsmanship?"

"A summoning swordsman... no wonder that general chose him."

"Tsk, your level is still too low. Hey, your summoned creature is about to be killed."

"What to do? Run away? Or grit our teeth and keep fighting?"

In the scene, Yang Qingfeng, wielding the Yu Jun Sword, is dealing with the Ghost King's personal guards. Every dodge is extremely dangerous, as if he is repeatedly leaping on the edge of hell. Watching this, Yun Sheng's heart races, and she unconsciously tries to dodge as well.

Inside the Ghost King's Secret Realm, the battle has reached its climax.

Yang Qingfeng was busy running around, which affected the killing rate of the Little Spirit Sword. Of the four Ghost King's personal guards, only three remained, and they kept wanting to go back to support the Little Ghost King.

In order to provoke their hatred, Yang Qingfeng had no choice but to bite the bullet and provoke them at close range.

The situation in the center of the town was also dire.

Although it was hit with a huge wave of damage as soon as it opened its eyes, with four of its six ghost eyes being gouged out, the little ghost king was not killed instantly. On the contrary, it immediately entered a state of rage, and its subsequent counterattack could only be described as crazy.

It's worth mentioning that its weapon was actually that huge stone seat.

It swung the stone seat, creating a sonic boom. The wide-ranging damage caught the sword spirits off guard, and in just two exchanges, all eight sword spirits were severely injured.

The one that was already seriously injured immediately gave off a death signal.

Left with no other choice, Yang Qingfeng had to let it use its skill, consuming all its soul power to unleash the final sword energy.

As for the effect of this sword strike, Yang Qingfeng paid no further attention to it.

At this moment, he was multitasking, having to wield the Yu Jun Sword, control the two small spirit swords, and withstand the wrath of the three-headed ghost king's personal guards, fighting them at close range.

It is no exaggeration to say that Yang Qingfeng experienced several life-or-death situations in the instant that the Life Sword Soul used its skill.

A terrifying giant blade, roaring and charging, a savage ramming, a crushing attack like Mount Tai.

The Ghost King's personal guards attacked intentionally or unintentionally, each strike carrying the aura of death. Even a boulder they bumped into during their movement made Yang Qingfeng's heart pound with fear.

But because of this, Yang Qingfeng adapted to various limits in a very short period of time.

His first direct combat experience in his life subtly made him more resilient and bolder!

boom!

Once again blasted away by the aftershock of a spear, Yang Qingfeng, in pain, glanced at the center of the town and saw that the sword spirit was unable to break through. He hardened his heart, simply flipped in mid-air, squatted on Yu Jun's sword, and raised his sword finger.

At this moment, the Ghost King's personal guards were only a few dozen meters away from him, just a short distance away from a kill. If he couldn't keep his footing and fell, he would be instantly killed.

However, facing the Ghost King's personal guards who suddenly leaped up, a fierce glint flashed in Yang Qingfeng's eyes. He simultaneously exerted force with both hands' sword-like fingers, shouting, "Turn!"

As if aided by divine intervention, the two small spirit swords swirled wildly within the Ghost King's personal guard's body, causing it to howl in pain. Cracks appeared in its body in mid-air, and blood mist seeped out. Then, it completely lost its balance and crashed headfirst into Yang Qingfeng's feet.

With a loud bang, gravel and dust swept past.

Yang Qingfeng didn't even blink. As soon as the kill notification popped up, he immediately separated his sword fingers to the left and right.

The faint light flashed out from the left and right, respectively entering the bodies of the last two ghost king guards.

These two demon king guards resembled spiders and cheetahs, with average attack power but incredibly fast speed.

Their roars grew increasingly furious, and a hint of urgency could be faintly heard. As if sensing the threat of the spirit sword, they instinctively went berserk and desperately pounced on Yang Qingfeng.

At this moment, Yu Junjian rapidly ascended into the air, carrying Yang Qingfeng and barely managing to dodge the attack. Yang Qingfeng gritted his teeth and stuck out his buttocks, finally managing to stabilize his body.

At this moment, Yang Qingfeng took a crucial step in flying on his sword. Although his current crouching posture looked somewhat comical, at least he had taken flight.

The two ghost king's personal guards could not fly. No matter how strong they were or how high they jumped, they were always just a little short.

This distance was deliberately controlled by Yang Qingfeng to draw their aggro, and by the time they realized what was happening and tried to escape, it was too late.

The two spirit swords continued to unleash their power, relentlessly draining their life points like a blood-sucking machine.

Finally, the kill notification popped up again, and the last two Ghost King guards were declared dead, while the little Ghost King's roar suddenly exploded.

As if by some kind of mechanism, after all his personal guards were killed in battle, the Little Demon King went completely berserk.

Yang Qingfeng had just breathed a sigh of relief when he suddenly felt a chill run down his spine. He looked up sharply and found that the Little Ghost King was staring at him.

From a distance, four of its six ghostly eyes had been gouged out by the sword spirit, leaving them a bloody mess, which only made the remaining two appear even more scarlet and ferocious.

Being stared at so intently, even Yang Qingfeng, who tried his best to suppress his emotions, couldn't help but feel a pang of fear.

However, this was just an inevitable effect caused by the difference in rank. In reality, Yang Qingfeng was not afraid. When he saw the little ghost king rushing over with a wild cry, he pointed at it without hesitation.

Skill: Insight.

A gentle breeze blew, first bumping into the little ghost king and relaying its message.

[Second-Tier Otherworldly Demon King - Elite Leader]

[Level: 25]

【Root bone: 4500】

Dexterity: 3500

[Mana: 2000]

[Endurance: 4000]

[Skills: Berserk, Monstrous Strength Sweep, All-Out Attack]

【Characteristic: Area Amplification (Reduces physical damage taken within the area by 20%, and accelerates health regeneration)】

With an attribute score of 4500, it surpasses the Sword Master.

The newly emerging attribute enhancements all demonstrate the power of the second-tier leader.

However, having fought to this point, Yang Qingfeng had fully adapted to high-intensity combat. Facing the Little Ghost King, who had gone completely mad, he even took the initiative to lower his altitude to provoke him.

At the same time, a thought struck him, and he transformed into a sword!

At this moment, there are still seven sword spirits on the battlefield. While chasing the little ghost king, they throw their swords with all their might, and their bodies dissipate into soul power at the same time.

The sword absorbed soul power and rapidly contracted, transforming into seven brand-new small spirit swords in the air. Its speed suddenly increased, and in an instant, it traversed over a hundred meters, catching up with the Little Ghost King.

Then break through its defenses and sneak into its back!

The little demon king screamed in pain as he ran, then fell heavily to the ground, even dropping the stone seat he was holding, raising clouds of dust.

It is conceivable that the pain of having seven spirit swords explode inside one's body simultaneously was worse than death.

Do you like it?

"This is a gift I left for you when we first met."

Yang Qingfeng raised his sword finger, and the two small spirit swords that were originally in front of him came to his side, aiming at the little ghost king's remaining two eyes.