Chapter 625 [Broken Palace] (1)

Qiankun printed out, condensed the mind power of all beings, and finally blessed it on the soul-condensing wooden sword, cutting the void like a curtain, and defusing the offensive of Wusheng mother at once.

Boom!
Under the blow of the sword in the palm, Wusheng old mother took a step back, and her stone soles stepped on the ground fiercely, causing the whole hall to tremble. With the strength to contend against oneself.

laugh!
As soon as Yang Gan succeeded in the blow, he didn't pause at all, and followed up with a palm. This palm was not a palm print, but a soul-condensing wooden sword shot out, turning into a stream of light, and stabbing towards Wu Sheng's old mother.

The sword moved like a lightning meteor, so fast, even Bai Wuji and the others felt that the soul-condensing wooden sword had appeared in front of Wusheng's old mother.

Wu Sheng's expression was gloomy and cold, her four palms were divided into two pairs, and she closed them in the air, trying to clamp the long sword. However, when her four palms were about to close together, there was a strange feeling on the soul-condensing wooden sword. Two strong winds were sent out, and it was two seals, a seal that shook the sky!Cover the sea!

Two seals were sent out from the soul-condensing wooden sword, as if the sword was a living person. With two palms, the four palms of Wu Sheng's old mother were slapped away, and the soul-condensing wooden sword pierced straight away. .

This scene was too sudden, two palms suddenly came out from the sword, it was incredible like a myth, even Wu Sheng's mother didn't expect it, four palms were blocked, it was too late to make another move, facing a The sword was coming, and he tilted his head instinctively, wanting to pass the sword.But she forgot that a palm can be drawn from the sword, and the always empty palm protruded from the soul-condensing wooden sword.

Snapped!
The crisp sound echoed in the hall, Wusheng old mother passed the soul-condensing wooden sword, but was slapped on the cheek by the palm protruding from the sword, slapping her face.

"Gollum!"

The White Wolf King swallowed a mouthful of saliva, but the corners of its mouth were cracked, it was cool, it was so cool, this ghost thing has always looked proud, but now it has been slapped in the face.Bai Wuji's Kuhaha also had a weird expression, he was shocked by the power of the sword strike, but also felt that the blow was too relieving.

"Ants, you dare to slap me in the face, you are dead!"

Wu Sheng's old mother was furious. She has endured all beings for thousands of years, and she is already a god-like existence. Facing her, everyone can only kneel and pray, but now she is beaten in the face by two ants, which makes her out of anger.

Her six palms moved together, and she attacked with her fists and fingers, as if one by one collapsed, like a long river breaking its bank, with the power of a landslide and tsunami, she attacked the two of them.

Yang Gan remained motionless, his palms were slapped out one after another, seals appeared in the air, sword shadows cut back and forth, sometimes a large palm print suddenly appeared with a sword, and sometimes strong wind palms protruded from the sword shadows Power, dazzling, hard to guard against.

Faced with such endless attacks, ordinary people would have no way to deal with them. The fault is that Wu Sheng's old mother has six palms, so she would have been defeated long ago.

The Wusheng old mother was furious, but it was of no avail. Under the strange and unpredictable sword attack, she was hit frequently. Facing Yang Gan and the two in this state, she knew that she was no match at all. Only by keeping herself in a perfect state can she kill the two and wash away the shame, so she decided to use the spirit swallowing technique to make herself reach the strongest state.

(End of this chapter)

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