"Don't keep your hands, do your best." Hao Kong looked at the ghost shadow left in the air, his face was solemn, and he shouted.
Although this ghost cannot fully display its strength before birth, after all, it is a warrior in the late stage of the transformation of the gods, and the number of ten is a bit challenging for Xu Han.
Needless to say, the few people in the field all realized the seriousness of things, and a series of terrifying vigor rose from the surface of the body.
The silver long sword appeared in his hand, Xu Han let out a low drink, and ran directly to the nearest ghost. The warrior should be a woman in front of him, with one head covering the entire face, and she couldn't see her face at all.
Void flicked forward, a silver sword qi rushed out, the ghost that rushed out, a sharp howl, his hands stretched out, and his nails tens of centimeters long directly resisted Xu Han’s sword qi .
Clang!
In Xu Han's stunned eyes, the woman who grasped the sword qi squeezed both hands, actually squeezing the sword qi that Xu Han had cut directly, and the few people in Hao Kong who followed behind him were shocked.
"So strong!" The prodigal son exclaimed as he looked at the ghost that disintegrated Xu Han's offensive with that blow, but there was a trace of excitement in his eyes.
Immediately there was a loud shout, and the giant knife in his hand cut through the thick black fog and cut it towards the ghost that was coming.
Zhou Xiaopang did not step forward. Instead, the spirit stones in his hand kept flying out and fell towards the surrounding black mist. With every piece of spirit stone falling, a faint aura rose.
The ghosts roaring in the air, besides the long and invisible woman, there was also an old man with a dry face, rushing towards Xu Han.
Xu Han didn't dare to be careless in his heart, looking at the ghost that rushed in front of him, but after looking for the trace of the black-robed warrior, the whole space was thick fog, only ten meters away. Scene within.
There are no fewer than dozens of matches against Lihundao disciples. Xu Han still has a little understanding of these warriors hidden in the thick fog. With the strength of this warrior now, the black fog is probably covering dozens of miles.
boom!
A huge roar sounded, and then in the thick black fog, snow flakes fell, and the whole space was filled with a chill.
It was not the first time I saw Mu Xue take a shot, but I couldn't help being surprised when I looked at the snowflakes that kept falling in the sky.
Chi Chi!
The ghosts rushing in the sky, when they encountered the falling snowflakes, they made screams and screams, and they had to put a layer of black mist on the surface of the body.
"It's a bit tricky!" Looking at the screaming ghosts, the young man floating in the air, a dignified light flashed in his eyes, and he whispered in his mouth.
These thick black mists are all transformed by the aura in the body. If this goes on, there will be insufficient aura in the body.
She still knows Mu Xue. It can be seen that it is only the strength of the middle stage of Transforming God Realm, and she has not paid too much attention to it, and there is still a trace of desire in her heart. This is the most talented disciple of Shengguangan, if she is swallowed by herself. , I must have gained a lot.
And the most important thing is that ghosts can also be cultivated after their own strength breaks through the God Realm, and can be cultivated like the master. Such a talented warrior is completely prepared for himself.
A few people in Haokong on one side also fought with the ghosts. Except for Zhou Xiaopang who was in the formation, each of them was against two ghosts, but the perception of the few people was still paying close attention to the dense fog around. .
Swordsman, domineering. Faced with these thoughtless ghosts, the prodigal has no skill at all. With a big knife in his hand, the ghosts flying in the air are simply difficult to approach. Although they can't beat them, they can do nothing. No prodigal son.
On one side, Yin Zhihuan was not to mention, the short sword in his hand was stabbed, and there were swirling vortexes beside him, and the ghosts in the heavy water had to suffer the attacks.
Xu Han turned around and noticed the woman leaping on the left. There was a dignified look in his eyes, but he did not evade. He directly greeted him with his left hand. However, the silver sword in his hand was the old man who danced to the side and slashed towards her waist. go with.
In the woman's shocked gaze, Xu Han's left fist pressed against the nail drawn, and the silver sword slashed heavily on the old man's back waist.
Pouch!
With a sound that pierced through the flesh and blood, the old man who was hit immediately retreated into the black mist.
Xu Han was able to catch his own blow, which was completely unexpected to the woman. Through the eyes between the silks, there was a trace of surprise, but Xu Han did not hesitate. After repelling the old man, he turned his left hand into a fist. For the palm, she actually held the woman's right hand.
A feeling of coldness came, Xu Han poured aura into his body, his left hand retracted, but the silver sword was cut at the woman's head.
For these ghosts, Xu Han has deliberately studied them, and they can only be killed by cutting their heads off, and ordinary injuries can be completely recovered by the black mist.
Xu Han and the others interrupted the battle. Although the ghosts in front of them were not weak, they did not expect Xu Han's Xuanwu Taiqing Gang to be strong in defense. Her indestructible nails were actually black fists in Xu Han's hands. Set against.
A harsh scream came, feeling the strength coming from her hand, and the woman who was dragged by Xu Han looked panicked, but she couldn't resist Xu Han's strength for a while.
"Die!" Looking at the woman getting closer, Xu Han's eyes were cold, and he shouted in a low voice.
In front of this ghost in the late stage of Transforming God Realm, the martial arts cannot be used during his lifetime. It is completely based on a tough attack. At most, it is the combat power of the middle stage of Transforming God Realm. It may be a little more difficult to add a few more.
Xu Han, who was about to cut down the silver sword in his hand, felt a trace of fluctuations coming from behind him, and a bright color flashed across his eyes, but he was unmoved.
A dark figure appeared quietly in the air behind Xu Han, looking at Xu Han, who was facing away from him, a cold light flashed across the martial artist's eyes, a giant claw in his hand was condensed, and he danced down towards Xu Han.
"Huh! I expected you would sneak attack." Xu Han felt the approaching Grey Claw, his expression relaxed, and Yin Jian reluctantly chopped down at the woman he was holding.
"Looking for death!" Seeing that Xu Han wanted to resist his own attack, the warrior's face was furious, and he fanned down in the thick black mist.
Pouch!
With a large and crisp sound, Xu Han's silver sword slashed across the woman's neck, and a large group of emotions fell, rolling towards the side with a shoulder-black, dry head.
Seeing that your ghost body was dead, the warrior was overjoyed, but when the huge gray claw was about to approach Xu Han, suddenly a large number of tentacles rushed out in the sky, entangled together, and formed a thick wall.
boom!
Tentacles were cut one by one, but more tentacles rushed out in the void, blocking between the two.
Xu Han smiled with joy, grabbed the woman's left hand and swept across, smashing the headless corpse in his hand towards the old man who hit him on the right, but his figure swept forward quickly.
boom!
There was a huge roar, and the gray claws that broke through the silver tree's tentacles hit the ground, but Xu Han's figure was already ten meters away.
"Damn it!" Looking at the silver tree that appeared on top of Xu Han's head at some unknown time, the warrior's face was furious. He wanted to sneak attack, but he didn't expect to be counted by Xu Han.
Looking at the angry martial artist, Xu Han flashed a trace of abuse in his eyes and whispered in his mouth: "No matter how powerful it is, your martial artist from the remote soul island can't change the habit of sneak attacks."
In these days of battle, Xu Han has realized that the warriors of Lishun Island are mostly relying on ghosts to attack and kill everyone, but he is invisible in the thick fog, seizing the opportunity to kill with one blow, it really is. The same is true of the warrior in front of you.
Xu Han is also aware of it. Although the martial artists of Lihun Island have weird methods, their melee strength is relatively weak, so it's no wonder that they rarely fight directly with the martial artists.
"Humph!" As Xu Han expected, the martial artist snorted and disappeared directly into the black mist, and immediately surrounded Xu Han's body by the old man who was repelled by Xu Han.
Xu Han didn't catch up, a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes, and his figure flew up, facing Zhou Xiaopang next to him, and asked softly: "Zhou Xiaopang, how is the big formation?"
The ghost of that one was not placed in Xu Han's heart at all. The martial artist from the remote soul island completely underestimated the strength of Xu Han, and the ten ghosts of the late stage of the gods actually took Xu Han. There is no way.
Seeing Xu Han rushing, Zi Yu, who was hiding on the side to guard Zhou Xiaopang, flew out, and was directly wrapped around Xu Han's shoulders.
"Boss! It's almost healed. When I retreat the thick fog, I see that this kid is still arrogant." Zhou Xiaopang's aura shot out one after another, looking at the ghost in the distance, he said with hatred.
The choice of the martial artist was wrong at the beginning, he wanted to take the lead in attacking Xu Han. If the prodigal son or Yin Zhiyu had a chance, after all, Xu Han's defense power was the most amazing.
"Okay!" Xu Han let out a surprise, his eyes full of joy.
After removing the dense fog in the air, the ghosts in the air will not recover so quickly. It will be a matter of time before a few people are killed, and the remote soul island warrior hiding in the dark will also be exposed to the eyes of a few people.
"Boss! Let Zi Yu help. I have already set up a defensive formation around me. If that guy wants to attack me sneakily, there is no chance at all." Zhou Xiaopang glanced at Yin Zhihui in the distance and faced him. Xu Han said softly.
Xu Han turned around and looked at Zhou Xiaopang with a smile on his face, his eyes lightly smiled, and he ran towards Yin Zhiyu.
Mu Xue had completely suppressed the two ghosts, Yin Zhiyu was her own woman, of course she should help her solve it first. As for the prodigal sons, let them consume them first. Anyway, there will be no danger in a short time.
boom!
Xu Han, who had just flew away, heard a soft noise behind him. Turning around and looking, he really saw that Zhou Xiaopang’s whole body did not know when a light film appeared, and the thick fog behind him was a black line. The shadow flashed away.
The strength is not weak, but the key is that I met a few people in Xu Han, and they took a wrong step, and they were all wrong. First, they attacked Xu Han, and now it is Zhou Xiaopang.