Chapter 1571 Demonic Knife Soul Destroyed

Han Bao's only worry is how Lin Tianyou will resolve the whirlpool of sword shadows.

After all, Lin Tianyou's soul physique is not afraid of the sword shadow, but it does not mean that he can break the sword shadow.

To break through the sword shadow, what is needed is not a strong system, but a strong soul power.

"Well, if he still can't crack those knife shadows, he can only ask me to help.

It's just that the Ghost Hunting Dragon King is too arrogant. If I help him, will he blame me for being nosy? "

Lin Tianyou was too maverick, she knew it before, but now after reincarnation, he seems to be even more arrogant than in the previous life.

Hanbao sighed, very confused.

"My violent sword shadow, devour the Ghost Hunting Dragon King, and then absorb the violent energy from his body.

With the violent spirit of the Ghost-catching Dragon King, even if I were to face the Lihuo Ghost Emperor, I would still be 50% sure of defeating him! Ha ha! "

The laughter of Demon Sword House contained supreme soul power. The Japanese king had already escaped far enough, but he was still shaken by the sound, his brain was buzzing, and he almost couldn't stand firm.

"ah!"

The Japanese king clutched his head in pain. The penetrating power of Mo Daozai's laughter was too strong. Even if he used his soul power at full strength, he could not resist.

The ghost soldier guard beside him was already bleeding from all his orifices and fell to the ground dead.

"It's over. Today may be my last day as the Japanese king. My throne will eventually be taken away by gangsters!"

The Japanese king closed his eyes in despair and stood there, waiting for the final outcome.

Crack!

At this moment, a crisp sound interrupted Mo Dao Zhai's wild laughter. He lowered his head in shock. There was a huge gap in the whirlpool of violent knife shadows like iron barrels.

Then a figure with a sharp sword intent shot out from it.

"What?"

Mo Daozhai couldn't help but exclaimed, this sword-like figure is the Ghost Hunting Dragon King!

His whole body was wrapped in the sword intention of the power of heaven. When he rushed out of the siege of the violent sword shadows, even his clothes were not cut open.

"Perhaps this young master's nine-level mortal sword will cannot break through your sword shadow."

Lin Tianyou sneered disdainfully, "But it's a pity that the ninth level mortal sword intention is not my real power.

This young master’s true sword power is at the earth level! "

He stepped on the void, his face was full of evil intentions and confidence, he looked up at the dark sky and said:

"It's almost noon, and I haven't had lunch yet.

So, I have had enough fun with you, Demon Sword Studio! "

Lin Tianyou waved his sword-holding hand casually, and a ray of brilliance shot out from his Long Jue Sword, like a rainbow after the rain, spreading a ray of light across the world.

Then it fell rapidly, and the violent knife shadow was cut in half like a fragile tofu in an instant!

"How is this possible? This is impossible!"

Mo Daozhai's eyes had completely solidified. He knew that Lin Tianyou couldn't be measured by ordinary ghost kings, so he used all his strength as soon as he came up.

Not a single trump card was kept.

But the Ghost Hunting Dragon King was actually able to cut a gap with his sword and rush out unscathed while surrounded by his violent sword shadows.

He even cut the countless violent whirlpools of sword shadows directly into nothingness with one sword. This was something he had never seen before in all his years of living.

"I will dig out your soul heart today and serve it as dessert before lunch!"

Lin Tianyou grinned, and was about to slash out with the mad dragon sword blessed with earth-level sword intent.

Whoops! ! !

At this time, the flames on the Li Yan Pearl suddenly erupted, dyeing the entire sky.

Lin Tianyou stared at the Liyan Pearl and suddenly showed an evil smile.

"Mo Dao Zhai, you stole my Liyan Pearl. If I only use my sword to kill you, it will be too easy for you!"

Mo Daozhai looked horrified and didn't understand what Lin Tianyou meant.

It always felt like Lin Tianyou was going to do something very bad to him.

"Since the flames on the Liyan Pearl are out of control, I will use this out-of-control flames to deal with you!"

As soon as Lin Tianyou finished speaking, he withdrew his sword intent, and the power that oppressed people's hearts disappeared.

Mo Daozhai felt a lot more relaxed in his body, but he was not relaxed in his heart.

The Ghost Hunting Dragon King gave up his sword attack and would probably use more terrifying tricks to deal with him.

At that moment, without any hesitation, he placed the Demon Sword horizontally in front of one arm, forming a cross shape with the arm, firmly protecting his lifeline.

No matter what terrible tricks Lin Tianyou would use to deal with him, he would always have to defend himself first.

"Come on fire!"

Lin Tianyou stretched out his palm and pointed his fingers at himself. Those out-of-control flames immediately seemed to have received some order.

Howling, he rushed towards Lin Tianyou's position.

It was like rolling waves in the sea, the speed was indescribable.

A huge amount of flames all fell into Lin Tianyou's palm.

Mo Daozhai was shocked and pale when he saw it.

Even if he was the Ghost Emperor, he would not dare to touch that flame easily.

Lin Tianyou held it in his hand, but it was like playing. Is this really a ghost clan?

The flames that destroyed the world fell into Lin Tianyou's hands and connected with his black flames. It was as if at this moment, he transformed into the god of fire.

"Demon Sword Studio, take your disgusting body and melt it into dregs for me!

Crazy dragon flames, burning ghosts and destroying demons! "

Countless flames gathered in Lin Tianyou's palm like sharp arrows, and flew away instantly with his loud shout.

Boom! ! !

The flames are so fast, who can escape?

Demon's Sword Studio's face was full of fear, and the strange flames came instantly. In this moment, Demon Sword Studio was swallowed up in the sea of ​​fire.

Only an extremely tragic scream came from the flames.

The scream was shocking and desolate.

In a certain house in the Japanese city, Yin Lao, who had packed his things and was about to leave, suddenly paused and looked up in the direction of the Samurai Festival.

"Really died? Much faster than the future I saw. Is that boy really a monster?"

Yin Lao was shocked, with a look of disbelief on his face.

He did see the death of the Demon Sword Master before, but because it involved the Ghost Hunting Dragon King, the future picture was very blurry.

Based on the picture, he came to the conclusion that Mo Dao Zhai would not survive noon.

But now, not even two minutes have passed, and the strongest ghost clan in the Japanese underworld has been wiped out.

"That boy?"

Mingya heard a key word, stepped forward and asked:

"Mr. Yin, who is the young man you are talking about?"

"Who else could it be? In the entire underworld, there is no one in the entire underworld who can leapfrog and kill a strong man at the Ghost Emperor level except that boy!"

The corner of Yin Lao's mouth was bitter. Originally, he gave the Liyan Pearl to Mo Knife Zhai in order to meet King Asura.

As a result, Mo Knife Zhai died before the Liyan Pearl reached King Asura's hands.

He felt that his life was really miserable.