Chapter 230: Fighting with a Golden Core Master

The dark red flying sword suddenly released a deep red sword light, like a meteorite falling from the sky, dragging a dark red hot tail, cutting through the night sky.

The ghost king was surrounded by a strong ghost energy, and the black ghost sword in his hand seemed to carry endless evil power.

The ghost energy in his body gathered in his hands, and he slashed with a sword. The black sword light flashed coldly in the moonlight, like a dark angry dragon, tearing the air and rushing forward.

"Boom!"

There was a loud noise.

The ghost sword in the ghost king's hand collapsed, and countless dark red sword energy poured into the ghost king's body. In an instant, the ghost king's soul became a little illusory, and he was seriously injured, but he also blocked Du Tianhua's sword.

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On the other side.

The silver corpse had bullied Du Tianhua.

The silver corpse raised its claws and grabbed it head-on.

A layer of mana shield lit up on Du Tianhua's body, and a big knife appeared in his only right hand.

This broadsword is about three feet long, and the whole body is as transparent as a mirror. It is the weapon he used before he formed the elixir. It is a top-grade spiritual weapon. After obtaining the dark red flying sword, he rarely used it.

Du Tianhua held the broadsword and slashed it.

This sword was like the force of thunder and lightning, with the sound of breaking through the air, and instantly slashed towards the silver corpse.

The silver corpse ignored the broadsword that was slashing at it, and did not dodge. The sharp claws fell on the mana shield, making a sharp and piercing sound, like the sound of two pieces of fine iron rubbing against each other.

The broadsword slashed at the left shoulder of the silver corpse, and the blade was completely immersed in the flesh.

What surprised Du Tianhua was that after the broadsword slashed into the shoulder of the silver corpse, it could not go deeper and was stuck on the silver skeleton, which was the hardest part of the silver corpse.

The silver corpse seemed to be indifferent to its own injuries. Its sharp claws danced like a whirlwind, constantly grabbing the mana shield. Every collision seemed to stir up invisible ripples, emitting a heart-pounding wave.

The shield swayed, and shattered under the silver corpse's fearless attack.

Seeing the silver corpse waving its claws again, about to fall on Du Tianhua's face.

Du Tianhua's mind moved, and the big knife still stuck on the silver corpse's shoulder, the blade light flickered, and instantly blew a big hole in the silver corpse's left shoulder. The huge power burst out, causing the silver corpse to fall to the ground.

Just at this moment, a dazzling lightning fell from the sky.

In a hurry, Du Tianhua urged the big knife in his hand and rushed straight to the lightning above.

Two feet above Du Tianhua's head, the lightning fell on the big knife and exploded.

Suddenly, a figure rushed from the front, and it was Song Wen, who had only the initial foundation.

Song Wen held a short spear in his hand, and the power of lightning was lingering on this short spear, like a winding electric snake. The short spear was the low-grade spiritual weapon obtained from Lei Tianyu.

The injured ghost king and silver corpse also rushed up from different positions below and rushed towards Du Tianhua.

"Looking for death!"

Du Tianhua's eyes turned cold and he made a sword gesture.

The dark red flying sword came to the back of Song Wen and slashed.

Du Tianhua knew that Song Wen, a cultivator in the early stage of foundation building, dared to be an enemy of him, a cultivator in the golden elixir stage, relying on the silver corpse and the ghost king.

If Song Wen hid behind the silver corpse and the ghost king, he would not be able to do much with Song Wen if he was seriously injured.

But Song Wen took the initiative to show up and wanted to attack him at close range, which was looking for death.

As long as Song Wen, the master, was killed, the threat of the silver corpse and the ghost king would disappear, and maybe he could get powerful help from the two.

When Song Wen was less than five feet away from Du Tianhua, the dark red flying sword arrived and pierced Song Wen's back from behind.

The magic power of the dark red flying sword gushed out, and instantly blew Song Wen's body into pieces.

Before Du Tianhua could feel happy, a figure suddenly appeared behind him.

Song Wen thrust the short spear forward and stabbed it into Du Tianhua's back.

Du Tianhua was horrified and hurriedly mobilized his mana to stop the short spear from going deeper.

He held the top-grade spiritual weapon sword tightly in his hand, turned sideways flexibly, swung the sword fiercely, and chopped it down with the force of thunder.

Song Wen was beheaded by the sword.

Du Tianhua's body suddenly stiffened, and countless lightning flashed on his body. His body quickly became charred, and he could even smell a faint smell of burning.

It turned out that Song Wen injected a large amount of thunder power into his body through the short spear, and it suddenly exploded at this moment.

Thunder and lightning raged in Du Tianhua's internal organs, and for a moment, his mana became unsmooth and his body became extremely stiff.

Du Tianhua hurriedly mobilized his mana to expel the thunder in his body.

Song Wen had finally gained a little advantage at the cost of two puppets, so how could he let it go in vain?

The silver corpse and the ghost king took advantage of this opportunity and approached Du Tianhua.

The silver corpse waved its claws and grabbed Du Tianhua's left leg.

The ghost king held the ghost sword that had been re-condensed in both hands, and with one move, he split Huashan and rushed to Du Tianhua's face.

Due to the thunder and lightning raging in his body, Du Tianhua could not re-condense the magic shield for a while, so he could only raise his hand and stab the ghost king with the big knife in his hand.

At the same time, he used all his strength to drive the dark red flying sword to cut the silver corpse.

The big knife in his hand successfully forced the ghost king back.

However, the speed of the dark red flying sword was slightly inferior. At the moment when it was about to cut the silver corpse, the silver corpse's claws had quietly grabbed Du Tianhua's left leg.

Suddenly, blood was dripping.

The silver corpse's claws flickered with dim light, and the five fingers were like five sharp blades, instantly cutting off Du Tianhua's left thigh.

At this time, the dark red flying sword slashed the back of the silver corpse.

Several ribs on the back of the silver corpse were cut off, revealing its rotten internal organs.

Du Tianhua and the silver corpse were both thrown out.

Before Du Tianhua could stabilize his body, a bolt of lightning fell from the sky.

Du Tianhua gritted his teeth, raised his right hand, swung his sword, and slashed at the lightning above.

This time, he failed to completely kill the lightning. The weakened lightning fell on him, knocking him and his sword down from the air, and smashing heavily to the ground.

"Daoyou, you and I will stop here, and everything here will belong to you, how about that?" Du Tianhua, who was falling rapidly, shouted.

Song Wen turned a deaf ear to him. Isn't it too late to come and ask for peace now!

With a thought, a cold light shot out and went straight to Du Tianhua.

At the same time, the ghost king rolled up gusts of gloomy wind and rushed towards Du Tianhua.

Seeing that Song Wen had no intention of stopping, Du Tianhua crushed an egg-sized white ball with his right hand when he was about to land.

"Bang!"

As Du Tianhua fell to the ground, mist rose up and quickly turned the surrounding area of ​​one mile into a vast expanse of white.

The Cold Moon Blade slashed into the white mist.

Song Wen was shocked to find that the induction between him and the Cold Moon was rapidly weakening, and he was gradually losing control of the Cold Moon Blade.

The mist had the effect of shielding spiritual consciousness!

The Cold Moon Blade went too far into the mist, and his spiritual consciousness could not sense the Cold Moon Blade, and naturally he would lose control of the Cold Moon Blade, and the Cold Moon Blade could only move in the mist by its own inertia.

Previously, Song Wen had observed the battle between Du Tianhua and Taoist Nun Qingyan through the Holy Armor Gu.

At this time, Song Wen finally understood why Taoist Nun Qingyan had to hold a long knife and enter the hidden spirit mist. Only by holding a magic weapon can you exert your full strength in the hidden spirit mist.

Song Wen looked at the mist in front of him and was in a dilemma.

The hidden spirit mist can limit spiritual consciousness, so his biggest life-saving trump card, the substitute puppet, cannot be used.

To perform the substitute death technique, the location where the real body appears must be within the coverage of spiritual consciousness.

Deep in the spirit-hiding fog, the spiritual awareness is limited and can only appear near the original place. The meaning of the death-substitution technique is not great. It is nothing more than being killed a few more times.

But Song Wen felt a little unwilling to let Du Tianhua go.