My wife is a sword god

The faceless man slowly raised his head without saying a word.

“The once famous Ghost Leader in the Northern Territory is now hiding in such a remote place.

But you also lost confidence in the Daqian royal family, so you resigned from your position and stopped caring about worldly affairs? "The sword ghost said sarcastically.

"Ghost head?" Qin Feng whispered. He seemed to have seen this name somewhere before.

Suddenly, his eyes widened and he recalled the name of the ghost leader - the previous Demon Slayer of the Northern Territory, Siming!

Daqian is divided into four regions: southeast, northwest and northwest. In each region, the strongest person will be appointed as the commander of the demon-slaying department to rule the area.

Siming's strength also varies between strong and weak, but in the past hundred years, it has been recognized that the two are the strongest.

Those are the two great commanders of the north and south, known as Nan Tianlong and Northern Ghost Head!

The strength of the two of them is truly unparalleled!

There are even rumors in the capital that these two people are in charge of the northern and southern regions, and all monsters and demons must avoid their sharp edges!

However, this statement ceased to exist as the ghost head disappeared.

This matter dates back to eighteen years ago, when the ghost leader was ordered to kill the monstrous beast that was at the peak of the seventh-level tribulation power and only one step away from the eighth-level.

That battle was fought in darkness.

The five-hundred-mile radius of the Northern Territory was reduced to ruins and black soil, and there is still no life left.

No one knows the outcome of that battle, because after that battle, both Lord Ghost Head and the monstrous beast disappeared.

Some people rumored that Lord Ghost Head fought to the death to kill the monstrous beast and died with it.

There are also rumors that Lord Ghost Head was seriously injured after repelling the ferocious beast, and died soon after.

But looking at it now, these remarks are simply ridiculous!

"Master Guishou is not dead at all. But since he is not dead, why did the commander of the Northern Territory change his master?" Qin Feng was full of confusion.

But no matter what the reason was, Qin Feng was filled with joy after learning the true identity of the faceless boss.

"No wonder the boss appears in time whenever Jinyang City encounters a crisis. It turns out he is hiding in this city.

I don’t know who is under the mask of this big guy. It would be great if I could get in touch with him. "

With this thought in his mind, Qin Feng looked at the battlefield again, nervous.

The strongest combat power of both sides has appeared, and the outcome of the duel between the ghost leader and the sword ghost will affect the outcome of the final battle in Jinyang City!

Under the faceless man's mask, a strange mechanized tone came out: "You are now renamed Sword Demon, but does it mean that you in the past are dead?"

"Why ask knowingly?" Dao Gui responded coldly.

The faceless man nodded slightly, and then disappeared in an instant.

boom!

At the same time, a loud noise came from high in the sky.

The bloody sword in front of the sword ghost blocked the faceless man's instant punch.

However, as the ghost leader gathered his strength at one point, the pressure on the bloody knife became greater and greater.

Finally, under everyone's surprised gazes, the sword ghost's body was shaken open by a punch and flew upside down into the sky!

The faceless man in black stepped on the air with his right foot, followed by a sound explosion, followed by his body, and rushed into the sky.

The distance was too far, even Lan Ningshuang and the other three, who were at the sixth level of Shenwu, couldn't reach it with their eyesight, let alone Qin Feng, a fifth-level warrior?

But when the two sides were fighting, the sound of swords and fists clashing was like thunder in the sky, exploding all the time.

And every time an explosion occurs, the momentary pressure is like a mountain collapsing and a tsunami roaring!

Bai Chong was frightened when he sensed the fighting in the sky. When he attacked Qi Yuan City, he also fought against the faceless men.

At the beginning, the other party gave him the feeling that he was just a twelve-god general at best, but now it seems that the other party is clearly afraid of causing too much damage if he takes action seriously, so he deliberately withholds his hand!

At this moment, the ghost Buddha shouted from a thousand feet away: "What are you doing in a daze? Take away King Garuda's heart!"

Baichong came back to his senses and looked at Lao Li, whose breath was a little weak. His right arm turned into a giant centipede again.

However, what is different from the previous one is that this time the arm centipede is completely red, exuding a coercion that makes people tremble with fear!

Then Bai Chong stretched out his right hand, and the red centipede attacked Lao Li with lightning speed, and the space seemed to be split apart.

Baichong wanted to instantly kill Lao Li and directly take away his heart, so he didn't talk too much and used his killing move as soon as he came up!

When Lao Li saw this, he shouted softly, and the heroes of the soldiers gathered together and stood in front of the red centipede.

Even if the heroic spirits in the front are instantly defeated, the heroic spirits of the soldiers in the rear will make up for it again.

With such successive attacks, Bai Chong's offensive was finally broken down and was knocked away by Lao Li's puppet Black Hand.

But this made Lao Li, who was already exhausted physically and mentally, even weaker.

He knew that he couldn't hold on for much longer.

He is no longer a martial artist. He has been burned by cursed fire all year round, and his body has long been exhausted.

What kept him gritting his teeth and persevering was nothing more than a belief in his heart.

Although the old man was always trying to hang his life and didn't want him to die, the old man himself probably knew that death was actually a kind of relief for him.

It's just that many times, people always leave a thought for themselves, and there is still hope while alive.

"Old man, forget it, I've had enough." Old Li took a few deep breaths and smiled miserably.

There was a determination to die in his eyes, but there was a free and easy smile on his face.

Yes, he has already had enough.

Outside Tingyuxuan, the old man Baili looked sad and sighed: "Okay."

After he finished speaking, he pointed the index finger of his right hand to the sky, and a ray of white light broke through the boundless barrier of the Four Buddhas.

"Old man, what are you going to do?" Guifo said in surprise.

The other party must have a back-up plan for such an inexplicable move. How could he not be on guard?

At the same time, the group of people from the Divine Workshop hidden in the southeast, northwest, and northeast of Jinyang City jumped onto the beams.

"Let's do it." Gongliang and Huoyuan sighed with complicated expressions.

Hearing this, the people from the Divine Workshop swung their fingers, and each finger was connected to a thin line, and the other end of the thin line extended into the house.

There was a crackling sound in the house.

The roof of the beam cracked, like a cut watermelon.

Only then did he see clearly that the end of the thin line in everyone's hand turned out to be a puppet made of black gold!

At this moment, the puppets inserted their arms into the ground, and a golden light lit up.

Two huge black stone pillars appeared under the ground.

The stone pillars were slightly curved, shaped like a crescent, with sharp corners facing inward, indicating that continuous fire patterns were engraved.

As the golden light on the ground grew brighter, the stone pillars rose higher and higher, and in a short while, they were at least ten feet away from the ground.

And there were four such stone pillars!

Seeing this scene, the ghost Buddha's six eyes widened: "Divine Craftsmanship Fire Strike?!"

After a hundred years of research, the Imperial Capital Divine Craftsmanship Workshop once created a treasure that looked like a formation.

This treasure can draw the power of the dragon vein, exert amazing destructive power, and melt all things in the world.

This thing was later called - Divine Craftsmanship Fire Strike!

The ghost Buddha understood instantly and shouted loudly: "Old man, do you want to use the Divine Craftsmanship Fire Strike to destroy the heart of King Garuda?"

He was only answered by a silence.

"Are you old and confused?

Even though the Divine Craftsmanship Fire Strike is amazingly powerful, it is a fool's dream to want to destroy the heart.

What's more, in such a remote town, where could there be a dragon vein?!" The ghost Buddha said angrily. Because he was uncertain, he could only try like this.

At this time, as the old man Baili raised his right hand, the Tingyu Pavilion behind him suddenly shrank into a small attic and flew into the center of his palm.

Then, the ground in Jinyang City trembled.

A golden dragon spirit let out a deafening roar and rushed into the sky!