Jiang Chen's mighty and overbearing blade made Lu Dongbin pale.
He hurriedly retreated and dodged, the sword in his hand flying out to block the saber.
The other seven ghosts also attacked. Zhong Li waved his fan, sending out cold wind that was like the roar of hell.
At the same time, it stuck out its belly, and a malevolent ghost with wings on its back rushed out of it, trying to grab Ghost Head Blade.
Bang!
However, before the malevolent ghost face could even get close to Ghost Head Blade, it let out a shrill howl of pain.
With a splat, it was directly split in half and then swallowed by the pure Yang flames on the blade.
" Ahhhhh!!!"
The evil ghosts swallowed by Yang Yan screamed in pain and turned into ashes.
Clang!
Lu Dongbin's flying sword cut a hole in the blade and flew out.
"Don't worry, one by one. None of them can escape today! Chief Jiang will let you all die in one piece!”
Jiang Chen let out a long howl. One blade after another, the blade light danced wildly like a crazy demon, extremely domineering.
The blade tore through the air at an extremely fast speed, bringing with it the sound of thunder as it burst forth with rolling heat.
The saber light criss-crossed with the power of lightning. The terrifying power directly shattered the fan in Han Zhongli's hand. Then, the saber slashed at his stomach and tore a crack.
" Ahhhhh!!!" Han Zhongli lay on the ground and screamed. The crack in his belly had completely opened.
There were no internal organs in the crack, as if there were malevolent ghosts sleeping inside. It suddenly charged at Jiang Chen.
" Die, die, die!!!"
Jiang Chen slashed the Ghost Head Blade in his hand wildly, trying to vent all his anger.
Those ferocious ghosts that were pouncing over were simply courting death when faced with these blades.
The ghostly faces of the Eight Ghost Immortals were extremely ugly.
What a fierce person!
It was simply unstoppable.
It was as if everything was destroyed when the saber came down!
Boom!
Right at this moment, Lu Dongbin, who had been sent flying by Jiang Chen's blade, let out a vicious roar. He rode his flying sword and stabbed at Jiang Chen once again, carrying a cold light.
"Bastard, die for me!"
Jiang Chen didn't even look at Han Zhongli. He was fearless and continued to slash at Han Zhongli.
Now that he was facing eight enemies, the simplest and most brutal way to break the situation was to grab one of them first and completely destroy them!
The saber shadows that filled the sky intersected with each other. The murderous aura surged, and the power was even more domineering.
Tie Guaili used his walking stick to block Jiang Chen's attacks, while Han Zhongli seemed to have countless evil spirits in his stomach. He was fearless and charged at Jiang Chen.
However, every time the evil spirit appeared, he would become weaker.
Clang!
The flying sword pierced the Great Sun Golden Bell Shield and a crack appeared, but it recovered in an instant.
Han Xiangzi stepped back, holding the black jade flute, and a mournful melody sounded.
Jiang Chen felt irritated when he heard the voice. He had the vague illusion of thousands of invisible ghost hands grabbing at him.
The dragon and elephant in his mind could control all kinds of techniques!
Chaos tattoo! Demon God! E Sha! Hundred Ghosts retreated!
In an instant, his expression darkened as he looked at Han Xiangzi with a fierce gaze and slashed down with his saber.
What he hated the most now was this group of people who were playing with their spirits. They were going to be chopped alive!
"You're bragging about your father!？”
The other ghosts of the Eight Ghost Immortals were delighted when they saw this. They knew it was effective and immediately stopped Jiang Chen.
"Attack together! He couldn't continue to use up energy like this. He definitely wouldn't be able to hold on!”
Tie Guai Li roared and opened the Ghost Gourd in his hand. He pointed the mouth of the gourd at Jiang Chen. A suction force was trying to swallow him into the gourd, causing Jiang Chen's body to slow down.
However, it still couldn't stop Jiang Chen. When the Ghost Head Blade landed on Han Xiangzi's head, a sky full of evil ghost heads appeared, indicating that the Ghost Head Blade had already unleashed its full power.
However, a black lotus flower appeared above Han Xiangzi's head. Strands of ghostly qi fell down, blocking Jiang Chen's attack.
At the same time, another flower basket flew towards Jiang Chen's head. Petals kept falling down, corroding his Great Sun Golden Shield.
State Uncle Cao was also continuously swinging the Yin Yang Board in his hand, as if it was a demonic tune that pierced through his ears and struck his mind.
"Get lost!"
"Fire God's Wrath!"
Jiang Chen roared. The blood qi in his body seemed to be erupting. The golden bell around his body transformed into a red figure that was three meters tall. It was like a ferocious dragon, baring its fangs and brandishing its claws, tearing everything apart.
The flames burned in all directions.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The flower basket above their heads was smashed by the punch of the Supreme Lord. The ghosts were pushed away by Jiang Chen's blood Qi and the Fire God's Wrath. They were in pain when they faced such a high temperature.
Boom!
The Black Jade Lotus on Han Xiangzi's head quickly withered under Jiang Chen's blade. The black petals withered and danced in the air before burning into ashes.
Han Xiangzi took the opportunity to dodge the blade, his expression ferocious.
"Scumbags, you sure have a lot of tricks up your sleeves! I'll see how many blades you can block!”
Jiang Chen let out a long howl. A dragon-like airflow surged between his nose and mouth. With the breath of thunder, his entire body became more and more valiant as the battle progressed. His body rumbled incessantly, making him look like a war machine.
Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!
The Ghost Head Blade danced in the air, and his entire body was like a storm, turning into afterimages as he chased after Han Xiangzi.
Han Xiangzi could only dodge Jiang Chen's attacks.
However, under the heat waves of the Yang Flames, the ghost's body began to rot and bleed, its skin cracking and its flesh curling, making it extremely disgusting.
"Hang in there, exhaust him to death!" Tie Guaili's face was malevolent as he roared and smashed his iron crutch at Jiang Chen.
A cold wind blew and the ghostly Qi kept blowing at Jiang Chen, colliding with his Great Sun Golden Shield.
Clang!
Lu Dongbin's flying sword finally tore a hole in the Great Sun Golden Shield and stabbed at Jiang Chen.
However, when the flying sword landed on Jiang Chen's body, it still produced a metallic clang. There was no trace of damage.
"Bastard, who are you trying to kill with such a weak attack?”
"Thunder God's Fury!"
Jiang Chen's Great Sun Golden Shield transformed into the Supremacy Form once again. With the fury of thunder, he threw a punch at Lu Dongbin.
The surface of his body turned dark gold, giving off an indestructible charm.
This was the effect of the Golden Bell Shield combined with the Indestructible Diamond Divine Art and the second form of the Titanium Body.
Boom!
Lu Dongbin used his sword to block, but the flying sword was directly destroyed by the Thunder God's Fury. His entire body was sent flying by this attack, and his body was in a state of complete destruction. He howled crazily, and his soul was almost scattered.
"How is this possible!"
The faces of the other ghosts were extremely ugly. They thought that they could suppress Jiang Chen and gain the upper hand.
In the end, he did not expect that in the blink of an eye, he would punch one.
How the f * ck was he supposed to play?
Jiang Chen threw the Ghost Head Blade at Lu Dongbin, who was flying in the air. Like a man-eating demon, he pounced at Lu Dongbin, wanting to kill him!
Tie Zhuoli blocked with his iron crutch, and he roared wildly. The Ghost Gourd continued to grow larger and landed on Ghost Head Blade, trying to suppress him.
He immediately shouted,"He doesn't have this baneful artifact anymore. Hurry up and attack!"”
However, as soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Chen had already appeared in front of him. He struck out with a whip kick. The force of the kick was as strong as thunder, and the momentum of the kick was as violent as a gale. It was unstoppable.
Bang!
Tie Guaili was sent flying by Jiang Chen's kick and his soul shattered.
"A meaningless struggle."
Jiang Chen sneered, his laughter was filled with contempt. He raised his hand and grabbed the Ghost Head Blade.
Swoosh!
He Xiangu appeared behind Jiang Chen in the blink of an eye, her sharp claws stabbing at the back of his neck.
Boom!
A blazing blood-red flame exploded in the air, blocking everything.
Jiang Chen reached out with his hand. His blood Qi was blazing like a dragon emerging from the abyss. His five fingers were like eagle claws, like a goshawk pouncing on a rabbit, grabbing onto He Xiangu's neck.
"Are you all in such a hurry to die? I said I would let you leave in one piece!”
Jiang Chen lifted He Xiangu up, his eyes glinting with a fierce light as he looked at He Xiangu's bewildered face. He breathed in a hot breath through his nose and mouth.
Pure Yang flames surged out and covered the area. It immediately smashed into the ground, causing a huge crack to appear.
" Ahhhhh!!!"
He Xiangu was engulfed by pure Yang flames and let out a miserable scream.
Jiang Chen held the Ghost Head Blade in one hand and the wailing Immortal He in the other. He looked at Cao Guojiu and Han Xiangzi and said,"Play the music, continue playing! Aren't you guys very high?"
"Your brothers are about to be turned to dust by me. Aren't you going to sing a song to send them off?”
As he spoke, Jiang Chen threw the Ghost Head Blade at Han Xiangzi, then charged at State Uncle Cao himself. His leg came down from above, bringing with it an explosive sound of wind and thunder. It pierced through metal and broke through stone, indestructible.
Bang!
State Uncle Cao was no match for Jiang Chen. He could only use the Yinyang Plate to block the attack, but he was firmly pressed under Jiang Chen's feet.
Han Xiangzi, who was facing Ghost Head Blade, immediately used his jade flute to block the attack. The jade flute in his hand shattered, and he was sent flying.
When the eight ghosts had attacked Jiang Chen together, they had been able to hold on for a while with their weapons, but now they were completely defenseless.
At this moment, Fu Hongying, Zhang Mingyu, and the six figures walked up to the eighteenth floor. They were a little confused by the scene before them.
What was going on?
The moment he entered, he saw Tsune Takeshi beating up Lafu?
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