Chapter 817: Launching an attack, he brandished the Demon Sword to parry

That sword radiance was faster than lightning, heading straight for Ghost Sword with incredible speed.

Ghost Sword gritted his teeth and held his sword horizontally before his chest with both hands, attempting to resist the radiance, but it was already too late.

The sword radiance pierced straight through Ghost Sword's right arm, tearing away a large chunk of flesh and blood, leaving him dripping with gore.

Ghost Sword let out a pained cry, clutching his right arm as he retreated several steps.

"You..." Ghost Sword glared at Su Hang with eyes full of venom.

Su Hang sneered, "Well, how does it taste? I told you, you'd be in a miserable state today!"

Ghost Sword gritted his teeth, "Brat, don't get too arrogant. Your strength may be great, but I have the Demon Sword in my hand. Once I use the Demon Sword Laws to kill you, let's see how much longer you can run wild."

Su Hang smiled contemptuously, "Then let's see if you have the ability."

As he spoke, Su Hang raised his sword and pressed forward, taking the opportunity to launch an attack on Ghost Sword.

Ghost Sword dodged rapidly while brandishing the Demon Sword to parry.

Clang—

The two swords collided, sparks flying everywhere.

This Ghost Sword was indeed extraordinary; the body of the Demon Sword was extremely tough, and although Su Hang's longsword was sharp, he found it difficult to shake it in such a short time.

Moreover, the sword body seemed to contain terrifying power; every time they clashed, Su Hang felt a massive force transmitted through it, numbing the web between his thumb and forefinger.

Su Hang frowned, secretly thinking that this fellow was indeed strange.

"Hahahaha..."

Ghost Sword parried more than ten of Su Hang's moves in a row. Not only was he not suppressed, but he gradually adapted to Su Hang's rhythm, letting out a triumphant laugh.

Su Hang knew that the people of the Mo Sect were all ruthless, but he hadn't expected Ghost Sword to be so incredibly fierce; if this continued, it would be bad.

Just as he prepared to pull back and retreat, Miss Jing Xu reached out and grabbed him, shaking her head slightly.

"What are you doing?" Su Hang glanced at Miss Jing Xu suspiciously.

Miss Jing Xu just looked at Su Hang with some worry, then said softly, "Since you've come, Young Master, don't be in such a hurry to leave."

"Heh!" Su Hang smiled. He couldn't be bothered to waste words with this woman, but Miss Jing Xu seemed to have seen through his thoughts and continued, "This Ghost Sword is not simple. If he isn't eliminated, I fear it will be unfavorable for our Emei Sect in the future, so..."

"Hehe!"

Su Hang sneered, "You mean, you want me to help you deal with him?"

Miss Jing Xu nodded, "If this guy isn't removed, he will surely be a major threat. If I have the Young Master's help, Miss Jing Xu is willing to pay any price."

Su Hang smiled; this woman was quite clever, actually using him as a pawn.

However, Su Hang did not answer immediately; after all, no one knew what this woman was really planning.

At this moment, Ghost Sword had recovered his strength and swept his sword toward Miss Jing Xu, cold light flickering on the blade; it seemed he intended to kill them all.

Su Hang's brow locked; if this sword strike landed, it would surely severely injure Miss Jing Xu, and if Miss Jing Xu were seriously wounded, Su Hang would be in trouble.

While he was hesitating, a thought popped up. Su Hang's eyes rolled, and he immediately made a decision in his heart.

Zhang Wuji was also helping Su Hang from the side, the two of them joining forces to resist Ghost Sword.

But Ghost Sword held the Demon Sword, and its power was extraordinary. Even with Su Hang and Zhang Wuji joining forces, they still fell into a disadvantage, facing constant danger.

A sword strike sliced open Miss Jing Xu's shoulder, blood gushing out. Miss Jing Xu's face turned deathly pale, her delicate body trembling from the pain.

Ghost Sword kicked Miss Jing Xu in the stomach, sending her flying several yards away.

Miss Jing Xu fell to the ground, clutching her chest and coughing violently, a trace of crimson spilling from the corner of her mouth.

At this moment, Su Hang could no longer worry about Miss Jing Xu and hurriedly stepped up to meet him.