Countless cyclones wrapped around the body of the thousand-year-old ghoul, and there was a violent sound of wind.
This is already the limit that Ye Xueyi's sword seal aura can do.
"break!"
Hanyue sneered and snarled.
Immediately, the ghoul braved the hurricane and rushed forward, striding to the center of the formation.
Roaring loudly, he slammed the center of the formation with his palm, forcefully pulling a wind disk in the center, dragging it for a distance of eight feet.
Thousands of brilliance exploded in all directions.
The ghost guarding the center of the formation was exhausted from the long battle at this moment, and with the injuries he had suffered before, it was difficult to fight against it, and was directly shaken by the power of this palm and flew backwards.
The corners of the formation are fragmented, and the heart of the formation is now lost again.
The huge black whirlwind array could no longer withstand any brilliance, and the whirlwind that filled the sky stagnated almost at the same time.
"Pfft..." Yaohu and Ye Xueyi's bodies were slack, a mouthful of blood gushed out into the sky, and their pretty faces turned pale.
Juli swam around in their bodies, almost injuring their internal organs.
Hanyue stood alone on the shoulder of the ghoul, staring down at everyone.
Where the jade flute points, the ghoul points.
Her eyes were indifferent, and she glanced at everyone.
The people in front of them are all lying down and hurt.
Immediately, she turned her gaze to Xie Chen, only to see that the other party's heart froze, and he couldn't stop taking two steps back, sticking to the edge of the rock wall, apparently not intending to fight her.
Xie Chen has preserved his strength so far, not for fighting, but for running away with all his strength. After all, the difficulty of this true battle is so high that it is not bad to survive.
If he can escape back to Xuanmen, he has already won.
"Cowardly things..."
Han Yue snorted coldly, her gaze skipped over Xie Chen, and landed on Ye Zifeng.
Where the black air shrouded, a hole just opened, and then closed again.
Ye Zifeng's figure flickered, and he could only vaguely judge from the radiating golden light: he was constantly greedily absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth!
"This... the sound of bones breaking just now, including the pungent smell of blood, what's going on, is it my hallucination?"
Han Yueqiao's face was full of surprise, but after a while, she smiled in relief.
"Forget it, no matter what mystery Ye Zifeng is showing off, I'll kill your sister first, and then take the life of the woman next to you, and see if you still hand over Zhou Feng's antidote when the time comes."
The voice fell.
She jumped off the ghoul with an extremely indifferent expression, and walked slowly to Ye Xueyi.
The heavy footsteps fell on the ground, as if they were stepping on people's hearts, solemn and suffocating.
"Huh..." Ye Xueyi looked shocked, and tried to raise her head, clutching her chest that rose and fell from time to time, trying to escape, but she was seriously injured just now, she coughed a few times, and couldn't stand up, so she had to support the ground with her hands , crawl forward.
"It's ridiculous, you're so injured, and you still run away in front of me? Be more honest, just lie on the ground and wait to die!"
Cold electricity flashed in Hanyue's eyes, and the jade flute in her hand was turned over, and the light was overflowing.
There was a clear sound of "Zheng".
The jade flute was facing Ye Xueyi's head and neck, and swiped fiercely.
In mid-air, a flower of blood danced.
"Ah!" A woman's scream suddenly resounded in the space.
"Hey, I told them a long time ago that we can't fight against an enemy like this..."
After a while, Xie Chen closed his eyes and shook his head helplessly.
Suddenly, he seemed to remember something.
"Wait, that woman's cry just now doesn't seem to be from Ye Zifeng's younger sister..."
He hurriedly turned his head and opened his eyes. In an instant, his eyes widened, as if a thunderbolt from the blue had hit him on the head, and his whole body was numb.
I saw Ye Zifeng's five fingers coming in from behind, his cold eyes like lightning, piercing Han Yue's shoulder fiercely.
"you… "
Before Hanyue had time to react, he ran forward all the way, holding her, and rushed towards the rock wall ten feet ahead without stopping.
His whole body was full of golden light, and the blood all over his body had condensed into blood cocoons. Through the circulation of spiritual energy in his body, a brand new skin was slowly formed.
And the Wind King dagger in his hand extended a golden thread, which was connected to the black mist just now.
It turned out that the process of him absorbing spiritual energy was still going on!
"Asshole!"
Although Han Yue was caught off guard by Ye Zifeng's surprise attack, her throat was sweet, but her reaction was also extremely fast, and the jade flute in her hand hit backhand from under her side, chasing straight towards the opponent's chest.
There was a crack of "嗤"!
The white air mass surrounding the jade flute suddenly exploded on Ye Zifeng's chest.
Seeing Ye Zifeng tightly pursing his lips, he took the blow abruptly.
"Cool!"
After Ye Zifeng snorted for a while, he immediately laughed heartily and said, "Great, I've been holding back for a long time, and I have nowhere to vent my worries!"
"What?"
Hanyue was taken aback for a moment, she didn't exert any strength to the power of the blow just now, although she was in a hurry.
However, from her point of view, if Ye Zifeng was in the second level of martial artist with the power contained in the blow just now, not to mention death, it would seriously injure the opponent.
On the other side, Ye Zifeng's strength remained unabated, pushing her all the way, almost hitting the rock wall.
At the very moment, Hanyue shrank her collarbone and changed direction suddenly, which prevented her from hitting the rock wall.
She was overjoyed, and wanted to shrink her bones again, and slipped out of Ye Zifeng's hands, however, the opponent's hands were like a pair of iron tongs, his nails were almost embedded in Han Yue's flesh, making it impossible for him to escape.
Moreover, Ye Zifeng didn't let go when Hanyue stabbed her with the jade flute, and she couldn't break free.
"What's going on here, it's impossible, why did your realm suddenly improve..."
If Ye Zifeng's realm didn't improve, and his strength was only at the second level of martial artist, he shouldn't be able to restrain her like this.
Ye Zifeng sneered, but didn't answer her anything.
"Don't think about it, come on again, scattered attacks are useless to me, only attacks like the one just now, that's about the same. Besides, if you don't hurry up and withdraw the distance, if you use the jade flute, I'm afraid this ghoul won't listen Do you give orders?"
"I..." Han Yue glanced at the thousand-year-old ghoul, the corner of her mouth twitched, obviously being hit by Ye Zifeng's words.
This ghoul is powerful, but without the jade flute to control it, it would be difficult for him to use it.
At this moment, Ye Zifeng's heart trembled suddenly, and the expression between his brows gradually turned cold.
He turned his head suddenly, but saw a gust of wind suddenly blowing towards him.
"Ye Zifeng, remove your dirty hands from Lord Hanyue!" Zhou Feng was in a hurry, and he punched out a pair of iron fists, facing Ye Zifeng's face with a roar.
"Well done."
Ye Zifeng laughed out loud, and stretched out a hand, the golden thread wrapped around the opponent's arm, taking off 30% of the opponent's strength, and after taking it with his palm, he twisted his wrist, taking even more of the strength from the opponent's hand. .
"This... how is this possible?"
From Zhou Feng's point of view, he was at the third level of martial apprentice, while Ye Zifeng was only at the second level of martial artist. Logically speaking, although his strength had dropped a little due to poisoning, Ye Zifeng could at most be on par with him.
Unexpectedly, now they just had a face-to-face meeting, and with their full attack, they couldn't even get close to Ye Zifeng's body!
"Why are you in a daze? Is it so unbelievable that someone took his punch?" Ye Zifeng chuckled lightly.
Immediately, a mass of thunder and lightning burst out from his feet, and was imprinted on Zhou Feng's chest. He snorted softly, the pain on his face was beyond words, and he almost knelt down on the ground.
"Ye Zifeng, could it be that you have already broken through to the third level of martial arts with just a little effort?" Han Yue looked at Ye Zifeng's fierce skill and was stunned, she almost blurted out to ask.
Just as Ye Zifeng wanted to sneer, the corners of his mouth suddenly twitched, but he didn't answer, instead he hooked Zhou Feng with one hand, then threw him far away, and fell heavily on the ground.
"Han Yue, I told you just now, I told you not to think about these things, hurry up and fight hard! Fight me hard!"
"you… "
Hanyue's face was cold, with a calm and pretty face, and said in a low voice: "Okay, Ye Zifeng is so stubborn, I will give you a good time, let's see how long you can last?"
Her expression was icy cold, a ray of cold light emerged from the jade flute, and the pale mist wrapped the jade flute, then her gaze froze, and she continued to strike, stabbing fiercely at Ye Zifeng's chest.
Ye Zifeng took another blow from her forcefully, while his face turned pale, there was still a carefree smile on the corner of his mouth.
"Come again!"
"What?" Hanyue's heart trembled.
Up to now, although she felt something was wrong in her heart, if she didn't break free from Ye Zifeng's words, she would not be able to use the jade flute, nor would she be able to control the actions of the thousand-year-old ghoul.
So, she can only do it.
"Okay, if you want to die, I will give you a ride!"
Han Yue's bright eyes burst into anger, her slender eyes narrowed slightly, the light in her hands surged, and the silver light flashed across, covering Ye Zifeng's whole body.
Under the sound of "bang bang bang".
A series of blood flowers flew in the air.
"Almost enough."
"What is enough?" Hanyue's pretty face froze when she heard that.
In the space where the black air diffused in the distance, the last trace of black air flowed into Ye Zifeng's body along the golden thread in Ye Zifeng's hand, it was eerie and very strange.
Ye Zifeng's whole body froze, he breathed lightly, feeling the subtle sensation of heat flowing through his whole body.
However, this time, the corner of his mouth was no longer a faint smile, but a sneer.
All kinds of cold and murderous auras, with endless lightning flames, continuously emerged from Ye Zifeng's body, and a violent storm swept across the entire area in an instant.
"You... broke through?"
Hanyue stared at the storm with a dazed expression.
Immediately, when Ye Zifeng pressed her shoulder, a huge force burst out, as if an invisible big hand was added to hold Hanyue in place.
She looked at Ye Zifeng carefully again, and saw that the other person's whole body was covered in red light, his star pupils were shining, and cold electricity radiated from him, she was horrified in her heart.
"Could it be that this is no longer the triple realm of warriors and apprentices, but..."
Ye Zifeng sneered slightly: "Fourth level of martial arts!" The invisible big hand moved forward quickly according to the cold moon, pouring it heavily on the rock wall.
"Bang" under the loud noise.
Rubbles fly down, dust scatter...
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