Chapter 6550: Soul-destroying! The gods and ghosts were shocked!

Seeing the Soul-Destroying Sword being slashed down, Wei Junfeng only showed a slight expression on his face, while Lu Qingjun's face turned ugly.

The Qiankun Sword Box has now released its fourth sword, and the fourth sword is an invisible killing move.

Lu Qingjun believed that... even Lin Bai couldn't catch the fourth sword so easily, but Wei Junfeng did it.

Although Lu Qingjun still hasn't seen what kind of methods Wei Junfeng has, the Soul-Destroying Sword did not hurt him at all!

"Could it be that he has a magic weapon that can protect the soul?" Lu Qingjun thought this way.

The divine soul is presumably the weakest point of a warrior. Ordinary warriors have no way to defend against the divine soul. Only certain families and sects that have been passed down for hundreds of thousands of years may have divine passage methods to defend against the divine soul.

Even magic weapons of the soul defense type are worth thousands of gold in today's demon world, and they are still priceless.

It would not be surprising to say that Wei Junfeng has a divine soul defense magic weapon in his hand. After all, he is the holy son of the Lian Shen Sect, one of the four most prosperous sects in the Northern Territory. No matter how poor the Northern Territory is, being the holy son of the Lian Shen Sect is not enough. It is common sense that this incredible magic weapon can be used to protect oneself.

Many thoughts emerged in Lu Qingjun's mind. After a while, he suppressed the surging thoughts, looked at the Qiankun Sword Box in front of him, and took out the fifth sword.

"Desolation!"

A black long sword, from the hilt to the sword body, looks like it is made of black jade. The faint light floats on it and refracts the light, as if the ghost in the ghost house has opened its eyes.

After leaving the Qiankun Sword Box, the sword penetrated the space at an extremely strange speed and disappeared without a trace.

When the sword appeared again, he was only an inch away from the back of Xing Junfeng's head.

But just this inch of distance made it impossible to move forward any further.

"Caught it again!"

There was another exclamation from the Eastern Region warriors.

Even Lin Bai, Qi Lingyu, Wang Zhengyang and others found it incredible.

The Soul-Destroying Sword penetrated directly into the void and struck at Xiao Junfeng. He couldn't tell where the sword would suddenly come out and where on his body it would attack.

But such an elusive sword was firmly clamped by Xue Junfeng with two fingers.

Xiao Junfeng stood proudly, his right hand raised over the hilt of the sword, reaching behind his head, and clamped the Soul-Destroying Sword that came from the void with two fingers.

"Hey, it's so dangerous." Xu Junfeng's face turned pale, and after catching the Soul-Destroying Sword, he also showed some panic on his face, "It was almost, almost, this sword could kill me!"

After Xiao Junfeng caught the Broken Soul Sword, he raised his head to look at Lu Qingjun again, and then cast his gaze on the Qiankun Sword Box in front of him. "He is indeed the strongest Taiyi Divine Weapon in the Eastern Region of the Demon Realm. He truly deserves his reputation."

"Haha." Xiao Junfeng laughed miserably, "I am too proud, and I somewhat despise the Holy Son Lu Qingjun, and I also despise the prestige of the Qiankun Sword Box even more."

"Holy Son Lu Qingjun, according to me, the fifth sword has been released from the Qiankun Sword Box, and the power of the two swords must be more powerful than the other!"

Xiao Junfeng asked Lu Qingjun.

Lu Qingjun had a cold face, and the soul-breaking sword was caught by Xing Junfeng, which shocked Lu Qingjun's mind again.

In the same realm, Lu Qingjun has never encountered such a thing.

Whether it is in Qi Jue City, the Qitian Sect territory, or other territories, it has never happened that the Qiankun Sword Box has not gained an absolute advantage by the fifth sword.

But today, Xiao Junfeng did it.

Faced with Wei Junfeng's question, Lu Qingjun did not defend himself and told him bluntly, "That's natural. There are seven swords in the Qiankun Sword Box. One sword is stronger than the other. When all seven swords are released, they form a sword formation, which is enough to kill everyone." Any opponent in the realm!”

"Sure enough!" Xiao Junfeng praised sincerely, "In that case, I'm afraid I won't give Holy Son Lu Qingjun a chance to continue his performance. Otherwise, all seven swords will be unleashed. If I can't resist it, I won't lose the little boy in vain. Life."

"Just now, I was trying to offend you, and I looked down upon Holy Son Lu Qingjun. I apologize now and ask Holy Son Lu Qingjun not to be offended." Xiao Junfeng maintained his elegant and easy-going smile, "Next, I will not stand where I am to receive you. It’s the sword of Saint Son Lu Qingjun!”

"I'm...going to fight back!"

Xiao Junfeng pursed his lips, his smile still bright and charming.

"It should be so!" Lu Qingjun became serious. There was never any rule in this fight that said that Xiao Junfeng could not fight back. Now that Xiao Junfeng wanted to fight back, Lu Qingjun could not stop him.

"Well, please be careful, Holy Son Lu Qingjun!" Xiao Junfeng laughed.

A murderous intention stirred up the wind and clouds and rushed towards him. Lu Qingjun suddenly felt that something was not good, and his whole body was soaked with cold sweat.

Before Wei Junfeng could take action, Lu Qingjun hurriedly unleashed the sixth sword of the Qiankun Sword Box.

"Shocking ghosts and gods!"

The wooden board on the right side of the Qiankun Sword Box tilted to the right again, revealing the sixth sword in the sword box.

The moment the sword was exposed from the sword box, a surge of resentment and fear instantly filled the sky and the earth, causing all the warriors present to turn pale and take two steps back.

It's as if that sword is a cursed sword. Anyone who looks at it will be plagued with bad luck. Anyone who gets close to it will die mysteriously!

The billowing smoke shrouded the sword, blocking out any sense of detection.

The sword was unsheathed and rushed towards Xiao Junfeng, carrying thick smoke.

Only when he reached the front of Xiao Junfeng did he reveal his true appearance.

This is actually a bone sword.

It is cast from unknown white bones and has distinct joints, nine in total.

It seems that these nine bones are not from one person. Each bone contains a completely different sword intention. The nine bones were used to refine this long sword.

There are seven swords in the Qiankun Sword Box.

Kill immortals, slay demons, and be upright.

The soul is destroyed, the spirit is broken, and the gods and ghosts are shocked.

Across the universe, there is nothing like it.

At this moment, the sixth sword that Lu Qingjun sacrificed was the "Jingguishen" in the proverb, which means "all gods and ghosts are frightened".

After Lu Qingjun fired the sixth sword, he was obviously struggling. His face became paler, his eyes became more disordered, and a lot of sweat dripped from his face, as if the spiritual energy in his body had been drained.

Perhaps even Lu Qingjun didn't expect that... among his fellow warriors, there would be someone who could push him to such a desperate state.

After the sixth sword that shocked ghosts and gods was unsheathed, Lu Qingjun quickly mobilized the other five Taiyi magic weapons, and in conjunction with the sixth sword, they simultaneously slashed towards Xiao Junfeng.

Six Taiyi Divine Weapons came from all directions, and the overwhelming sword power was like a wave that submerged the heaven and earth. The space shook violently and the heaven and earth collapsed.

But among these six swords, only Xiao Junfeng, deep inside the whirlpool and storm, although his robes are billowing and his hair is messy, his figure is like a pine rooted between heaven and earth, standing forever. Does not fall.