The sudden escape of the blood show made the remaining disciples of Lihundao all shocked. Although a few people had this idea in their minds, they were disciples of the Great Sect, but they were unwilling to escape so easily.
Now there was no hesitation anymore, and when he stepped on his figure, the ghosts in the air were all rushing towards Haokong and several people, and they slid towards the side separately.
The disciples of Lishun Island have their greatest support in fighting. The thick black mist has dissipated, and the ghosts of the few people are also miserable. Faced with the spirit beasts around them, it will not take long. Several people beheaded empty.
The only thing to be thankful for at this time is that most of the spirit beasts rushing out of the big formation are flying on the ground, but very few can fly in the air, and now want to escape, there is still a little hope.
The prodigal son's sharp sword slashed across and cut towards the back of the blood show, and in the Yin Zhiyu's short sword on one side, there was also a rotating vortex rushing towards the blood show.
The blood show is able to gather so many warriors to come. I am afraid that I am not a low status among the disciples of the remote soul island, and I have been in a trial place. Although I may not know anything from his mouth, there is one in everything. exception.
Feeling the martial arts blasting from behind, there was a trace of panic in the eyes of Blood Exhibition, and he hurriedly ordered the last two ghosts to stand behind him.
Mu Xue and the two of them saw that all the martial artists in the remote soul island were fleeing, and there was a sharp look in their eyes, and the figure suddenly jumped up, but the ghosts that suddenly surged in violently blocked the bodies of several people. shape.
"Feng!" Mu Xue flew up in the air with a soft drink, only to see the snowflakes in the air gathered down, towards the warrior who fleeing forward.
The sky was originally the snowflakes falling slowly, and suddenly it rolled up, completely engulfing the fleeing warrior in the snowflakes.
The sudden change made the martial artist's eyes horrified, and his strength in the later stage of the God Transformation realm burst, and he broke away the snowflakes directly, but there were already dense tentacles rolling in front of him.
The silvery tentacles of Xiaoyin flew up and wrapped the warrior who had just broken out of the snowflakes tightly.
Mu Xue was overjoyed in the eyes of the rushing Mu Xue, and the white silk flew out of his hand, banging heavily on the brains of the martial artist from the island of out-of-the-spirit, a muffled grunt, the martial artist did not even make a scream, and then fell into the group of spirit beasts running wildly. .
As soon as the martial artist's aura became weak, he was no longer the opponent of Haokong's few people. Looking at the companion who was eaten by the spirit beast in the formation, his eyes were amazed.
"Trash!" Xueao, who was fighting with Xu Han in the distance, looked at the few people who had escaped from the blood show. His eyes were angry, and he shouted in a low voice, but Yu Guang also looked around.
Unexpectedly, the golden skull was seized. Without the black fog in the air, there would be such a big contrast in combat power. What surprised Xue Ao was the defensive power of Xu Han, but in his heart he wondered why Qi. The son decided that he would kill this person.
Humph!
Seeing the thoughtful Blood Ao in front of him, Xu Han groaned in his nose, but it didn't break, and the silver sword in his hand was tightly wrapped around Xue Ao's body.
With Xu Han’s current strength, it’s not that simple to kill Blood Ao, but if you add Haokong and Yinshu and Ziyu, it is completely possible. Now, it’s Haokong who needs to wait. The man killed the martial artist from the distant soul island.
The frightened Blood Ao screamed again in the distance, and the warrior pursued by Haokong also died tragically under his black needle.
With a curse from Xue Ao's mouth, looking at Xu Han in the distance, his spear shot straight out, his body folded, and he rushed towards the forest behind him.
There were nearly over a hundred Martial Artists from the Lihundao Island, and now there were only a few people left, and all of them fled in panic.
"Where to go!" Looking at the bloody Ao that rushed out, Xu Han let out a low drink, his right foot touched the tentacle in the air, and he chased him.
boom!
A dull light film rose, and the blood show that flew directly hit the ground. Looking at the blocked path in front of him, his eyes were horrified, and the face exposed in the ruined black robe was extremely pale.
"There is a formation blocking it!" Looking at the flowing light film, the blood stretched out and shouted, his face was startled, and he immediately leaped to the side.
boom!
A fierce sword gas rubbed his body, blasted against the side of the light film, and the blood spread with his right hand, blocking the gravel from the lasing shot.
"Haha??? Where are you going to run now?" Looking at the blood show leaning on the light film, the prodigal laughed, his eyes full of excitement.
The last few ghosts have been killed, and now there is a big array around here, let's see where the blood show flees.
The maze was removed. I didn't expect that there was an array barrier around it, avoiding the martial arts blasted by the prodigal son and Yin Zhiyi, and the blood exhibition looked panicked and avoided it.
what!
With a screaming scream, removing the blood show and blood ao, the last martial artist from the remote soul island died, and there was no ghost in the pitch-black land.
boom!
With a soft sound, all the spirit beasts running in the formation disappeared in the field out of thin air. Xu Han's eyes flashed a ray of light, guessing that Zhou Xiaopang must be overloaded.
"Huh! Fat Lord is exhausted!" Zhou Xiaopang looked at the ghost shadows that disappeared completely, a trace of joy flashed across his eyes, and his sweaty face was weak.
Although the formation of the large formation does not require much spiritual energy, the spirit beasts that emerge from the formation need Zhou Xiaopang's command, otherwise Xu Han must be attacked together.
Seeing the spirit beast that suddenly disappeared in front, Xueao's eyes were happy, and a martial art in his hand swung forward, but was blocked by a light film.
"Unexpectedly, I didn't withdraw it!" Looking at the light film that hadn't disappeared, Xue Ao cursed in his mouth. The scene of the previous blood show, but I saw that the spirit beast just disappeared. I thought that the big formation had already been withdrawn, but I didn't even know it. Have.
Seeing Xueao with a panicked expression, Xu Han looked cheerful and laughed: "You can't run away. You should stop and die."
"Humph!" Seeing Xu Han's tone, Xue Ao snorted in his mouth and turned around, with a sharp claw in his hand as Xu Han's head covering.
With a hint of surprise in his eyes, Xu Han rushed out with a fist in his hand, and immediately followed by a silver sword energy on one side of his figure.
boom!
The gray claws that smashed Xu Han's boxing strength were cut off by the sword energy that Xu Han struck away. Xu Han's expression was relaxed, and he followed closely behind Xue Ao.
The huge aura in the body, coupled with the power of this Xuanwu Taiqing Gang, as long as it is not directly bombarded by martial skills, this Blood Ao has no choice but to take Xu Han.
"Xu Han! Be careful!" Xu Han, who was catching up, suddenly heard Yin Zhiyu's shout behind him, but he felt a breath approaching quickly.
A hint of surprise flashed in Xu Han's eyes, and he leaped forward, avoiding the blast of vigor behind him, and seeing the two people gathered together in the blood show, there was no change in his eyes.
"Xueao, what should we do now?" Looking at the blood show with a panic on his face, he said in anxious voice as he watched Xueao's mouth.
All ghosts are dead, and without the thick black fog, with the strength of the blood show now, they are not the opponents of the prodigal sons at all.
Blood Ao leaned on the light film, looked at the gathered Haokong people, glanced at the blood show next to him, and shouted angrily: "If you didn't lose that pale golden skull, how could things become like this."
Without the cover of the black mist, many ghost figures died, and their own strength was not able to show all of them. Now they can't fight and fight, and they can't escape. What should be done.
The few people of Haokong who rushed looked at each other, seeing that none of them were injured, they couldn't help but looked happy, and looked towards the two people in front of them.
"Huh! It turns out that your martial artist from the outlying soul island lacks that black mist, so the strength is so much worse." The prodigal who came with a big knife looked at the two people in front of him, and said in surprise.
The big knife held in his hand, the knife gang escaping from it slashed on the ground, crushing the raised stones on the ground, and with the influx of aura in the hands of the prodigal, it appeared even more violent.
On Xue Ao's hands, the thick black fog entangled, looking at Xu Han and several people, he shouted sharply: "Dare to be the enemy of our Lihun Island, you will die sooner or later."
"Stop the damn nonsense and die!" Seeing the arrogant look of the warrior in front of him, the prodigal son was furious with a loud shout in his mouth, and the big knife in his hand was already cut off.
There was a trace of disappointment in Xu Han's eyes. Looking at the scene of the two in front of him, he would definitely not be able to ask for any news, but Qi rushed forward, blasting out his fierce martial arts.
In the face of Xu Han's combined attack, Xueao can resist one or two, but the blood show in it is almost alive. After all, Xu Han is not an ordinary middle-stage warrior of the gods.
A purple light flashed across the air, and the blood show that was embarrassingly resisted in Mu Xue's hands, her face was startled, and she immediately blocked her hands in front of her, and the thick black mist in her body also covered her hands.
With a soft sound, the spirit beast that had originally thought that it had hit with all its strength did not appear, but the blood show's face showed a clear blood mark, which was actually drawn on the face by Ziyu.
Under Zi Yu's tremendous strength, the blood spread violently fell to one side, and Hao Kong's eyes were joyful, and a thin black needle in his hand was already rushing out.
Pouch!
With a soft sound, he flew in the air, his face was startled with blood spread, his pupils shrank, but the vitality in his eyes quickly disappeared, and then the feeble corpse fell to the ground.
Under the attack of Xu Han, the prodigal son, and Yin Zhiyu, the blood Ao, watching the blood show in the background, there was no calmness in his eyes, and it was panic.
"Answer me a few questions, I can let you go!" Seeing the warrior panicking in front of him, Xu Han meditated in his eyes and whispered in his mouth.
"Huh! Don't want to get anything from my mouth." Xue Ao's face turned, looking at Xu Han in front of him, and he burst out, before rushing towards the prodigal son on one side.
Among the few people, the prodigal son is relatively weak, but he wants to bolster a few.
"Looking for death!" The intention of the warrior was also guessed in the heart of the prodigal son. Looking at the warrior running, he shouted, and the huge sword in his hand slashed away, but he did not evade.
boom!
The violent Qi Jin rolled over, but the prodigal who was chopped off in the air was blasted back by Xue Ao. Seeing the prodigal whose complexion changed suddenly, Xu Han felt anxious and cut off with a sharp sword in his hand.
For the warrior that Xu Han blasted, Xueao didn't evade, but still swept toward the prodigal son. It seemed that he was really willing to fight.
Pouch!
With a soft sound, a whirlpool suddenly rolled in the air, and the running blood shook abruptly, but it quickly fell to the ground.
Not waiting for Xue Ao to scold him, many martial arts have already blasted and drowned it.