Super Cultivation Abandoned Young Master

Lian Jinglun sneered again and again, his handprints suddenly changed, and the black mist on his body suddenly surged, turning into a huge ferocious grimace in an instant.

"go!"

Following his cold shout, the huge grimace suddenly engulfed the gray-robed old man.

The black mist ghost face was huge, two feet tall, countless times bigger than Master Naqiu's ghost face. It was so fast that it covered a distance of nearly ten meters in an instant and swallowed the gray-robed old man in one bite.

When a strange swallowing power erupted from the ghost face, the old man in gray robe did not dare to neglect, his face instantly became solemn, silver light burst out from his eyes, and his aura exploded into the sky, his whole person was like a sword reaching into the sky.

"Qing Ming!" ??

"Qiang!"

There was a clear buzzing sound, and in the dull gaze of everyone, a green long sword suddenly flew out from behind the gray-robed old man, and flew into his hand under the pull of an invisible force.

"cut!"

The gray-robed old man's eyes were like lightning, and he swung his sword without hesitation.

"laugh"

The huge silver air blade shot out from the blue sword in an instant, splitting the water on the lake in half, and instantly collided with the giant ghost face.

Hee hee hee

The silver air blade collided violently with the ghost face, but there was no explosion sound, but bursts of harsh friction sounds.

The sword energy was sharp, and the black mist was thick and strange. For a while, the sword energy could not break through the limitations of the ghost face, but the ghost face could not swallow the edge of the sword energy.

Seeing this, the old man in gray robe snorted coldly, and with a movement of his body, he suddenly turned into a gray sword light and crashed towards the ghost face.

"Chila!"

When a sound of tearing sounded in the hearts of everyone, the huge ghost face was instantly torn in half by the gray-robed old man. His robes were swaying, his face was cold, and he held a long sword and instantly attacked Lian Jinglun.

Lian Jinglun's expression changed slightly, and as he gritted his teeth, the black mist suddenly condensed on his body into a set of black armor. When a pair of black ghost claws condensed on his palms, he was instantly fighting with the old man in gray robe.