Just like the scene of the tragic death of the disciples of Feisheng Palace, these Moonlights that were mobilized by the Fanyue Zhoutian array are extremely lethal, and they seem to be extremely corrosive and penetrating. The warriors who were hit screamed one after another, watching their body parts melt, losing their breath in a very short period of time.
The Saint Yuan of all of them had no effect at all, and even the defensive treasure of a warrior had been corroded in half.
"Deacon Liu, save me!" One person did not die immediately. A large hole was penetrated by Yuehua in his abdomen. You could clearly see the squirming internal organs, struggling to fly towards Liu Yizhi, shouting for help.
And near the wound on his abdomen, the corrosive force was like a tarsal maggot, which could not dissipate, and quickly corroded other intact flesh and blood. When he flew in front of Liu Yizhi, the wound on the abdomen had become It was a circle older than before, and Bai Sensen's bones were exposed.
With a slap, this person's head burst open like a smashed watermelon.
The disciples of Feishenggong who were still alive all around him were silent for a moment, looking at Liu Yizhi in panic and fear.
"He can't live anymore!" Liu Yizhi shouted angrily, "Rather than let him suffer, it's better to give him a happy life!"
"Hahahaha!" Han Leng laughed loudly. "Are the people in the Feisheng Palace behave so cruelly? Han has a long experience today."
Liu Yizhi was ridiculed by him for a while, and suddenly became a little bit angry. Strictly shouted: "The surname Han, if you have the ability, you can show your figure and fight with Liu. What kind of ability can you take advantage of the power of the formation?"
"It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous, Han is not capable of relying on the power of the formation, so do you count as capable if you bully more?" Han Leng said with disdain.
Seeing that the excitement would be invalid, Liu Yizhi turned his head again and shouted at the still alive Feishenggong disciples: "What are you still doing in a daze? If you want to survive, you will attack this formation vigorously."
Hearing the words, everyone didn't dare to be scornful, and quickly displayed their most powerful and powerful attack, and hit the surroundings aimlessly.
Although Liu Yizhi's cruelty just now scared them in their hearts. But I also know that he was right. Shrouded by this vast array of moon and sky, if you want to survive, you can only continue to attack.
"A group of beam jumping clowns!" After Han Leng sneered, his figure suddenly appeared somewhere in the air. The method is definitely changed. In that silver moon, countless moonflowers shot out again. And these Yuehuas were all gathered towards one place, and soon they gathered into a huge beam of moonlight. The oppressive breath that made everyone frightened was exuded from it.
"Go!" Han Leng waved his hand, and the huge Yuehua attacked a certain disciple in the Flying Sacred Palace.
The disciple didn't even have time to make an evasive action, so he was directly enveloped by this Yuehua, and instantly disappeared between the heaven and the earth.
And Liu Yizhi seemed to have been waiting for this moment. When Han Leng's figure was exposed, he sprayed a mouthful of blood on his long knife. The long knife trembled slightly and disappeared in place. When he arrived in front of Han Leng, he cut directly off.
In Liu Yizhi's nervous wait and see, Han Leng's figure was broken apart by everything.
Liu Yizhi's expression was happy, but soon, he realized something was wrong.
Although Han Leng's body was cut open, there was no blood flowing out strangely, and under the twisting, he disappeared like this.
What he hit was a phantom of Han Leng, and Han Leng himself had already hidden again.
Liu Yizhi frowned, feeling very troublesome. In terms of cultivation level, he is comparable to Han Leng, and his fighting power is not equal. It is logically impossible for the opponent to have such an obvious upper hand, but with the assistance of the Fanyue Zhoutian formation, he can't predict Han Leng's trace. , Can only be passively beaten, anxious for a while.
The huge moon flower did not disappear, but bounced back and forth within this radius of one hundred meters, and the disciples of the Feisheng Palace were constantly attacked and melted into a clean one.
In just a dozen breaths of effort, there were only two Void King Realm martial artists left on the spot.
The two looked at each other, and both saw the intention to escape from each other's eyes, knowing that if they don't escape, they will undoubtedly die.
So the two shook the monk one by one, and flew towards the place where the ship on that building was.
Yuehua flickered, shrouded one of them, and this person disappeared into the world before he could scream. The last person managed to escape to the front of the ship, and shouted, "Young Palace Master let his subordinates go in."
On the deck of the ship, Ning Yuancheng stood there with a face of panic, turning a deaf ear to the disciple's cry, but rather angrily said: "Quickly get off, don't lead that thing."
"Young Palace Master, you..." The disciple looked at Ning Yuancheng with a desperate expression. Before he could finish his words, Yuehua had already attacked behind him, directly punching a hole in his chest.
Boom... A loud noise.
Yuehua's residual power hit the protective cover of the building, and suddenly there was a piercing sound, as if something had been corroded, and the protective cover of the building was also flickering wildly.
Ning Yuancheng couldn't help but stepped back a few steps, and fell on the boat.
Fortunately, the ship on this building is not low-grade, it seems to have a Daoyuan level, and its defensive power is also quite good. The residual power of Yuehua has not been able to break through the power of the defensive cover.
"That's it, I finally caught you!" At the moment when Warwick was able to disappear that month, Liu Yizhi suddenly came to the front of the ship, slashing with a long knife in his hand, and the light of the knife splashed into the void.
A figure suddenly appeared in the front. It was Han Leng with a pale face. There was an extra cut in the original robe, which should have been cut by Liu Yizhi just now.
The two faced each other in front of the boat, Han Leng's expression was gloomy, and Liu Yizhi's expression was also solemn.
"It looks like you have a clue." Han Leng's face was slightly pale, it seemed that he had been spending too much time to maintain the formation.
"Not bad." Liu Yizhi held the long sword horizontally in front of him, "Fanyue Zhoutian great formation, Liu had heard about it a long time ago. When I saw it today, I realized that it was just an auxiliary formation. You think you are hiding in the moonlight, Liu Can't you see it?"
Han Leng let out a long smile: "Deacon Liu really has a sharp eye. Han has tried to hide his whereabouts, but he doesn't want to be revealed by you."
"Since I have discovered the flaw, this place is your monk burial site today!" Liu Yizhi pointed a long knife far away, and said in a cold voice.
Han Leng curled his lips and said, "Then it depends on whether you have this ability."
While speaking, he pinched Fajue again, and the countless silver moons shuddered again.
"Do you want to repeat the same trick?" Liu Yizhi screamed. The long knife in his hand slashed fiercely around the surroundings. The swords lashed one after another. The power of the law swayed wantonly, and the trembling Yinyue stabilized. He proudly said: "Fanyue Zhoutian is a big formation, but so!"
"Really?" There was a strange meaning on Han Leng's face, and his whole person suddenly burst into dazzling light, as if his whole person had also become a full moon.
"What?" Liu Yizhi was shocked. He instinctively felt a hint of danger. He hurriedly presented a shield-like secret treasure in front of him. The shield spun around, quickly becoming the size of a tabletop, protecting Liu Yizhi's whole person. At the rear.
At this moment, Han Leng seemed to be ready as well, and a sword sound came out, and the dazzling light suddenly turned into a sky-shaking sword light, which shot towards Liu Yizhi like an arrow from the string.
Not only that, it seemed that under Han Leng's control, the silver moon that had been stabilized around it also shot out moonlight one after another, pouring into the sword light.
The sword light suddenly grew bigger, and in just a short breath, it became a huge monster that was several tens of meters long.
The sensational coercion fell from the sky, not only making Ning Yuancheng who had fallen into the building a pale face, but Liu Yizhi, who was guarded by his own secret shield, also had a sense of crisis, and a breath of death pounced on his face.
Until this time, he knew that he had underestimated Han Leng and that Fanyue Zhoutian formation.
The Fanyue Zhoutian Formation is the formation of the Star God Palace. As the overlord of the Southern Territory, the formation he mastered naturally has its advantages. Although Liu Yizhi can see through some clues, he can't see all of them clearly. Look at this. The end of the formation is the call of death.
"Young Palace Master, run away!" Liu Yiyi gritted his teeth and shouted abruptly. At the same time, he bit his tongue and squirted his own blood forward.
The shield secret treasure guarding him in front of him burst into light, and the protection seemed to have become stronger, but the long knife in his hand buzzed continuously, and even Liu Yizhi was faintly unable to grasp the violent power.
"Blode?" Han Leng's exclamation came from the shocking sword light, with a hint of fear.
In this world, not all secret treasures can explode, only some special secret treasures have this ability, and once the owner explodes them, it can produce huge destructive power, but if you do so, the secret treasure will be lost. Not to mention, the owner will definitely suffer different degrees of damage.
The long sword secret treasure above Liu Yi is a Daoyuan-level inferior secret treasure, and its power to explode is definitely not low, and Han Leng did not dare to be light-hearted.
"Don't think about it!" Han Leng's expression sterned, and the harder he urged the sword light, he hid himself in it, hoping to take Liu Yizhi's life before the secret treasure blew himself up.
Brilliance flashed, and the sound of shaking the sky came out.
The spiritual energy between heaven and earth swayed leisurely, and even the laws of this piece of heaven and earth were disordered for a moment.
A black hole in space suddenly appeared in the place where Liu Yizhi was.
The spontaneous detonation of the secret treasure actually shattered the space, which shows how terrifying it is.
Endless suction power came from the black hole, swallowing everything around it, and then slammed into it. Under the action of the law of heaven and earth, it was restored.
In the sky, many silver moons were dim, it seemed that Han Leng's last blow had drained the power of Fanyue Zhoutian's great array.
And Han Leng's figure was also revealed from the side.
At this moment, his face was extremely hideous and bloody, and his left arm was twisted at a strange angle, which looked terrible. (To be continued...)
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