But at this mont, Yan Zhentao beca extrely terrifying. After being infused with the Ghost Lord’s blood by the man in the black cloak, he turned very ferocious and lost his reason, and at the sa ti, his strength was nearly several tis his original power!
If it was the previous Yan Zhentao, it wouldn’t be difficult for Li Changqing to kill him, but at this mont, Yan Zhentao’s strength was probably enough to rival a true Great Martial Sect!
Every one of his attacks carried earth-shattering power, causing Li Changqing’s Seven Kills Cyan Lotus Sword Array to tremble, as if it could be shattered at any mont.
At the sa ti, Li Changqing’s Sword Qi could not inflict a fatal injury on him, despite the countless large and small wounds on Yan Zhentao’s body, they were rely superficial injuries.
It could be said that Li Changqing was completely restrained by Yan Zhentao now. If the sword array was withdrawn now, letting Yan Zhentao be released, the Human Race would be in trouble.
Yan Zhentao couldn’t break through the Seven Kills Cyan Lotus Sword Array, and Li Changqing couldn’t kill Yan Zhentao here.
Now it was a matter of whether Yan Zhentao would first overco the frenzy from the Ghost Lord’s blood, or if Li Changqing would first be punished by the rules here.
But now the Human Race and the Ghost Race were locked in a fierce battle, and every disciple was fighting for their lives; it had already reached the most critical mont.
Li Hengsheng already had experience dealing with so many Ghost Race mbers.
Therefore, for Li Hengsheng, the difficulty of the battle was not very great. Moving among many Ghost Race mbers, the Immortal-Extinguishing Spear in his hand swept out, capable of wiping out a large area.
However, there were also strong Ghost Race mbers within the Postnatal Realm, such as those at Postnatal Great Perfection or Postnatal Peak, and there was no shortage of experts.
Their offensive power was astonishing, many disciples couldn’t resist and were directly killed on the spot.
"Die for !"
A disciple of the Great Yuan Dynasty at the Postnatal Peak Realm also fought desperately, blasting a Ghost Race mber at the sa Postnatal Peak away.
But the Ghost Race mber wasn’t that easy to kill, getting up again and slaughtering randomly.
Double fists cannot match four hands; even strong Human Race mbers at the Postnatal Peak Realm found it very difficult to kill.
Yin He’s face was particularly grim at this mont, surrounded by so disciples of Beihan Country guarding him; after all, Yin He was a prince!
Still, even so, Yin He was injured. He hadn’t expected to encounter such an ordeal on a trip to the Ghostly Realm, which was originally supposed to be an opportunity to gain so rit points.
"Block them for , block them, don’t let them break through. What are you useless fools doing?" Yin He cursed at the people around him while dodging the Ghost Race’s attacks.
But despite the scolding, the disciples around him could only grit their teeth and protect Yin He.
After all, Yin He was a prince.
Their eyes were filled with anger, but they dared not voice their grievances. At a ti where lives were at stake, logically speaking, they shouldn’t care whether one was a prince or not.
But they couldn’t, they had families. If Yin He died here, their families would probably have to be buried with this prince!
"Truly useless, protected by so many. Are you on vacation?"
At this mont, a cold voice ca.
"Who dares speak such arrogance?" Yin He turned his head upon hearing the voice and discovered it was Yin Changli.
Yin He’s gaze suddenly turned cold: "Yin Changli? You’re just a bastard, how dare you speak to ?"
"At least I don’t need protection like a waste." Yin Changli didn’t care at all, glancing coldly at Yin He: "Sharing the sa surna with you is truly an insult!"
As he said this, Yin Changli’s figure seed to transform into a sword light; with the long sword in his hand, he opened the heavenly gate!
The sword light swept across, directly slaughtering several Ghost Race mbers charging at him.
Seeing Yin Changli’s departing figure, killing intent filled Yin He’s eyes!
"Yin Changli, just wait, when I sit on the emperor’s throne one day, I’ll make you kneel before !" Yin He said through gritted teeth.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Lu Shiran was rampaging among the Ghost Race like a venting demon!
Regardless if they were of Postnatal Realm, Postnatal Perfection, Postnatal Great Perfection, or even Postnatal Peak experts charging forward, Lu Shiran faced them fearlessly, having broken through to the Postnatal Perfection Realm, combined with her body’s protection, she had enough confidence.
In the star domain behind her, hundreds of stars flickered, protecting Lu Shiran from harm. Although occasionally starlight shattered, Lu Shiran didn’t mind, she only wanted revenge for her master’s death!
Seemingly as beautiful as a Celestial Immortal, yet transford into a blood-soaked Asura.
Striking fear into all who heard her na.
Chen Guan from the Endless Sect, with his junior sister Yang Si, was blocking the attacking Ghost Race mbers with a knife in hand, but at this mont Chen Guan was already seriously injured.
His body bore countless large and small wounds, his face pale, almost unable to hold on, even his hand holding the knife trembled.
"Senior brother, let go, don’t drag . Without protecting , you still have a chance to live." Yang Si desperately shouted from behind.
But Chen Guan seed not to hear, hacking at the charging Ghost Race mbers relentlessly with his knife.
The fallen increased in number, and Li Changqing was still at a stalemate with Yan Zhentao, making Li Changqing feel that things couldn’t go on this way.
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