Zhang Heng's appearance, where does he look a little injured?

The faces of the three of them changed drastically, and there was a feeling that they had been deceived.

"This Haoran Sect is really damned!"

Jiang Fan's face was pale, he was originally narrow-minded, but now he had a strong malice towards Haoran Sect!

When I return to Penglai, I must pass on today's events as they are, and let that Meng Gong pay the price!

"The people of Haoran Sect didn't lie to you, I was indeed injured. Zhang Heng walked step by step with his hands behind his back, and his face showed a mocking look: "It's just that my injuries are not as serious as you think, and after cultivating for a while, I am close to healing, and at this time you sent it to the door yourself, it can only be said that you are killing yourself!"

"How is that possible? Aren't you fighting with that cold frost?" asked the old man in the later stage.

"I did fight him, so what?" Zhang Heng asked rhetorically.

"It's not easy for you to fight with the Great Perfection Monk and escape with your life, how can you not be seriously injured!" the old man's eyes were full of disbelief.

He is a monk in the late stage of Jindan, and he knows very well the power of a consummation monk.

Jindan Great Perfection, also known as the realm of false babies, is only half a step away from stepping into the Yuan Baby.

Once he reached the Jindan Great Perfection, he would open up the gap with the monks of the late Jindan period, so in the old man's opinion, Zhang Heng fought with Leng Ruoshuang, even if he was immortal, he should be half-crippled!

"I did get hurt, but Leng Ruoshuang suffered a bigger loss. Zhang Heng said lightly.

Not to mention anything else, even his own sister was killed by Zhang Heng, if Leng Ruoshuang knew about it, he was afraid that he would have to break his liver and intestines.

"Impossible!" said the old man without hesitation, in his cognition, this was something that would never happen.

"Believe it or not, what does it matter to me. Zhang Heng looked at the two of them coldly: "Since you are here, stay today!"

He pinched the seal, and the soul banner shook slightly.

The four main souls took a step forward, their eyes were red, and they roared forward!

The roar was filled with an aura of cruelty and murder, and to millions of Yin Spirits, it was like a clarion call to go on an expedition, and their figures flickered, crossed and crossed, and soon formed four large arrays!

The moment the four great arrays were formed, the old man's heart jumped wildly.

"What is the origin of this soul flag, is it a magic weapon?"

But how could the magic weapon be used by him, at least a few Jindan periods joined forces to exert some of the power of the magic weapon......

Suddenly, he somewhat believed what Zhang Heng had just said.

"If you have this strange treasure in your hand, perhaps, Leng Ruoshuang may really suffer a big loss!"

His pupils contracted suddenly, and the only trace of battle intent left in his heart disappeared because of the completion of the four great arrays!

He is self-aware, and if he does it, he doesn't have any chance!

"Liu Bai, do you really dare to make a move on us?" Jiang Fan yelled, his face was pale, and there was no arrogance in his eyes, but a rare nervousness.

In the final analysis, he himself was just a cultivator in the early stage of Jindan.

If someone ignores the Penglai Holy Land behind him, it is not too difficult to kill him.

But the question is, who would dare to ignore the Holy Land as a cultivator in the world?

Therefore, this fueled his arrogance...... But today, Zhang Heng completely ignored the threat brought by the Holy Land, which made him feel an unprecedented sense of fear!

Only then did he realize that when others really didn't care about Penglai Holy Land, he himself was just a small character.

"There is a way in heaven that you don't take, and there is no way to break into hell!"

Zhang Heng didn't have any extra nonsense, his cold eyes swept over the three of them, and he said in a low voice.

"Kill!"

A bloody light crossed the eyes of the four main souls, and as soon as they slammed under their feet, the large array made a rumbling sound.

A mighty terrifying coercion crushed from all directions.

"This person has a strange treasure in his hand, and we can't beat it!"

The old man's expression was solemn.

"Therefore, you can only escape, divide into three directions, you can always escape one, and after you go out, immediately report today's events to the Holy Land!"

After the words fell, he didn't hesitate at all, and flew away first.

Although he just said that he can always escape one, a bit of a resigned touch, but in his heart, the person who escaped must be him!

He is a monk in the late stage of Jindan, if he wants to escape, Zhang Heng may not be able to stop him!

"Want to go?"

Zhang Heng sneered.

The Fourth Lord Soul raised his head and looked at the old man's back, the corners of his mouth outlining a strange smile.

The next moment, in the sky, pale faces suddenly appeared!

These people's faces were full of resentment, and they were like a wall in front of the old man!

"Break it for me!"

The old man's heart was cold, and horror burst out in his eyes, but he gritted his teeth and slashed forward with one palm!

Thundered!

The fourth main soul and the third main soul stood side by side, and the two great arrays merged into one, and their power suddenly skyrocketed several times!

I saw a huge ghost head in the sky, this ghost head was shrouded in black fog, and it couldn't see the outline clearly, it blocked in front of the old man, opened its bloody mouth, and faced forward, it was a roar!

The roar was like thunder, with a strong spiritual impact, the old man was sluggish at first, and then felt an indescribable pain in his soul.

"It's over!" he screamed, blood spurting out of his mouth, and the wound of his soul made his breath extremely sluggish.

"There's no way I can escape!"

The soul was injured and wanted to repair it, but it was not so easy, the old man was sad, and felt that he was half-crippled, and there was no hope of escaping, he looked in the direction of Zhang Heng, his eyes were full of resentment.

"I can't die in vain!"

"Jiang Fan, I'll hold him back, you can find a way to leave, tell the Holy Son, avenge me!"

He roared angrily, but with a resolute mentality, he rushed directly in the direction of the big array.

When a Jindan rushed at any cost in the later stage, it was not so easy for the soul banner to deal with!

This gave Jiang Fan an excellent opportunity to escape, he looked at Zhang Heng with resentment, and said through gritted teeth.

"Liu Bai, you're done, you're dead, you're definitely dead!"

Offended the Penglai Holy Land, still want to live?

No way!

He jumped to his feet and fled in the other direction without hesitation.

At his feet, a lifelike white crane suddenly appeared.

"Uncle Feng delayed for me, and with the crane made by this Mo family master, I will definitely be able to escape!"

Jiang Fan's eyes were full of confidence.

The speed of this crane was well known to him, comparable to the speed of the Yuanying Monk, which was enough for him to escape any pursuit!

"Crane ......" Zhang Heng frowned slightly.

The crane was given to Jiang Fan by Mo Li.

To be precise, it should have been forcibly taken away by Jiang Fan, and that day in the Lingshan Gambling Stone Workshop, Mo Li took out this crane in exchange for his own safety.

"The crane made by the Mo family is extraordinary, if Jiang Fan can really give full play to his speed, then even I can't catch up with him. Zhang Heng had a realization in his heart, but there was a strange look in his eyes: "But, will it really go so well?"

On that day, after Mo Li handed over the crane to Jiang Fan, a look of successful trickery flashed in his eyes.

After that, he left even quietly.

The Mo family was wiped out by Penglai five hundred years ago, what kind of hatred is this? This not simple old guy, how could Jiang Fan be so cheap?

Zhang Heng sneered in his heart, but he rose into the air and chased behind.

"Cousin, take me with you!"

Jiang Chao shouted hurriedly, he was about to be swallowed by the Yin Spirit.

However, Jiang Fan didn't have the slightest intention of saving him, he turned around and looked at Zhang Heng, who was still some distance away from him, with a look of resentment in his eyes.

"You're already at full speed, but my crane is only half of it!"

"Today, let me escape, the next time we meet, it will be your death, I will find out everything about you, I will let you know the price of offending Penglai Holy Land!"

Jiang Fan took a deep breath, patted the crane lightly, and said proudly.

"I'll show you how amazing the crane's full speed is!"

He took out dozens of spirit stones and embedded them in the body of the crane machine, and at the same time, the spiritual power in his body was frantically instilled into it as if he didn't want money!

Chirp!

The crane let out a soft roar, and its eyes glowed with a human brilliance, as if it had come to life.

However, its speed did not increase because of this, but became slower.

"What's going on?"

Jiang Fan screamed, and he saw the look of hatred in the crane eyes.

Rumble!

In the sky, the crane suddenly exploded, a bright fire exploded, and Jiang Fan was directly blown away!