The bright moonlight, the rocks are dense, and the dark bell is covered with dry wells.

The air freezes, the killing machine is scattered, and the night ghosts want to kill.

Boom!

With the silver-white medium-length hair, it began to crack inch by inch when it drifted in the air, and the back of Jiang Fengxuan, a disciple of the Holy Spring Sect, straightened up a little bit, his left arm was bent behind his back, pressing the giant bell, and his right palm was in the air, rising like a fiery liquid internal force.

The light is intertwined, affecting the power of heaven and earth.

The technique of dyeing blood on the riverside, destroying gold and jade, destroying the body.

"Let's go. ”

"Han Dong, let's go. ”

Jiang Fengxuan let out a final low roar, realizing the inevitable death, as if regretful and lonely, and a little panicked, but the most was firm.

Death is coming, who is not afraid?

Those who are in the world are also afraid of death!

Don't be afraid of the beachhead, I wish to be zero Ding in the ocean - I, Jiang Fengxuan, but the Holy Spring Sect is the world!

？

Why?

Han Dong, who was standing on the side, his indifferent face changed slightly, and he couldn't help but withdraw his right palm.

There is one thing that must be admitted-

Since stepping into the world of martial arts, he has always thought that he understands the world of martial arts, but as time goes on, he has become more and more unable to understand it.

"Jiang Fengxuan?"

"Buying me time to escape?"

The moonlight shone on Han Dong's puzzled face, and the breeze blew on his wordless and frozen heart, and he could only look at Jiang Fengxuan's not generous back, not gentle silver medium and long hair, not familiar with the world's spirit.

But.

The silver-white hair is cracking inch by inch.

In a trance, Han Dong was silent, recalling Jiang Fengxuan's inexplicable question-"Do you know what it is? ”

What is the world?

It turns out that this is the world you insist on.

The glory of the world's name has been deeply rooted in Jiang Fengxuan's heart, and he has even persevered in his life, even at the cost of his own life, to continue to build the world.

The hegemon is the world.

Domineering unparalleled faith.

Liu Tuyun, who was in the distance, was taken aback when he saw this scene, he expected all the circumstances, but he didn't think about this possibility.

This is a human emotion that ghosts can't understand!

"Hey, hey. ”

"Interesting...... It's really interesting! Sacrifice your life and die in front of us, then you will die!" Liu Tuyun's face door flashed a miserable green color and suddenly pounced forward.

The three sect-level ghosts in the rear also rushed towards the dry well giant Zhong Jiang Fengxuan with fierce expressions.

Whoa!

The cruelty and ferocity of the resentment and cruelty permeated the heavens and the earth, almost obscuring the moonlight as white as silk, and at the same time freezing the breeze blowing through the mountains, rendering the arrogance of the world.

The three sect-level ghosts, taking your life, it's easy!

Han Dong?

You, Jiang Fengxuan, are going to die here! And Han Dong will definitely not be able to escape!

"Hahaha!"

"Ask who in the world can cover the world, I can! I can! I can!" Jiang Fengxuan bent his knees on the dirt ground, his twisted left arm pressed the giant bell, and let the terrifying ghost strike, his right palm lay in front of him, slowly clenching.

Grabbed the air.

The internal force of the liquid is grasped.

Grabbed his strongest riverside bloodstaining technique.

Whoop, whoop, whoop.

In the dark, he could only hear his own heavy gasps, suppressed fear, hard and jerky, and finally turned into a fiery roar, into hysterical perseverance and madness.

My mind is confused, and my thinking is a little unclear.

The internal force exploded, and the body was a little unbearable.

Is Han Dong gone?

Ignorance.

The urging of the bloodstained technique on the riverside made him unable to speak, his ears could not hear, and he was only left with a shaky vision that was about to sink into darkness in front of him.

Whew, whew.

I always feel a little tired.

But Han Dong should go...... And she should be gone too, the bright classroom, the chalk board full of chalk words, the back of the long hair and waist, forever fixed in my heart.

The former carries hope, the latter buries despair.

Then let's fight!

Let me show you what it means to be a man of the world—I am! I am!

The right fist that penetrated the blood from the skin seemed to clench the air within a radius of tens of meters, carrying rocks and dust and liquid internal force, and almost evolved into a gurgling Yangtze River, which bombarded the four ghosts in front of it like a storm.

Dry wells, giant bells, and the wind of the world.

Brutal, ghostly, time stands still.

Suddenly.

A palm as bright as light gently rested on Jiang Fengxuan's defenseless neck, and stunned Jiang Fengxuan.

Han Dong looked up and looked directly at the four ghosts.

"Hey. ”

"Congratulations, you're about to see my best form. His left palm carried the neck of the unconscious Jiang Fengxuan, and his right palm pressed against the top of the giant bell, urging Mian Jin, as if he was a sucker, grabbing the dark giant bell made of ore ore.

Immediately followed - drink!

Spit words like thunder, eyes like knives, just dodge the ghost light of the four ghosts to meet the attack.

Han Dong grabbed Jiang Fengxuan and the dark giant bell with both palms respectively, bent his knees slightly, and turned backwards with a spinning somersault, which was as light as a feather and flew into the air, immediately urging the internal force, greatly increasing the gravity of the fall.

Bang!

He violently landed on the edge of the rocky area, and the dusty rocks under his feet were all trampled to pieces.

"Jiang Fengxuan. ”

"Rest for a while. Han Dong pushed with his left palm and put Jiang Fengxuan next to him, but he was stunned to find that even though Jiang Fengxuan was unconscious, he still insisted on bending his knees forward.

And at the same time.

Liu Tuyun, whose face was flashing green, three sect-level ghosts, and two terrifying ghosts hiding inside the giant bell, formed a terrible disaster of mountains and tsunamis, rendering the hideous and brutal obscuring the sky.

The cold swept between heaven and earth, disturbing the moonlight.

The ghost screams resounded in all directions, disturbing the mountain wind.

Even if the military generals are here, they will be frightened to the core, and they can only witness the many sect-level ghosts and monsters that have swept the endless bloody scenes, and the evil is coming.

In an instant, a distance of 100 meters was crossed.

"Han Dong!"

"Don't you want to run, you are destined to be eaten by us one by one!" Liu Tuyun was greedy, his mouth was drooling, his eyes were shining green, and he pounced on Han Dong, who was holding the giant bell in his right.

They don't give Han Dong time to react at all.

As soon as the giant bell was opened, it immediately started the lore encirclement and suppression that buried hope, which was destined to drown out the glory of the contemporary world.

But in an instant, Han Dong moved.

Airplanes.

Between the scenes when time seemed to slow down, he held the giant bell in his right palm, and suddenly covered Jiang Fengxuan who was unconscious, and the strength penetrated the giant bell, and the internal force wrapped the edge of the giant bell, instantly pressing into the ground.

Buzzing.

The dark giant bell covers Jiang Fengxuan.

Moreover, under the additional internal force, it was forced into the rocky ground for more than half a meter, which happened to envelop Jiang Fengxuan no more.

Buzz.

The giant bell fluttered, as if it were echoing.

With the sound of the bell representing the end, the air was transmitted lightly, Han Dong took half a step forward, and the iron rope stood in front of the giant bell.

"Come on. ”

"This is my strongest form!"

The eyes shine like a god, and the internal force surrounds the inside and outside of the body. With a radius of three meters, it was suddenly filled with Han Dong's uncast strength, which could be said to have condensed into substance, and the wind and waves were surging, as if an ethereal cloud and mist were born here.

Thoroughly entrench the internal force, ignoring all thermal weapons!

The wind is howling, and the air is stirring to show a vision!

Whew!

Xuanqi's solid internal force and the application of the Fit Technique seem to have evolved into an independent world, where there are clusters of clouds and mist, as well as the rotation of surging air currents, and the fierce power of the sky!

"I have the Unity Technique, Flying Three Thousand!"

"I'm in charge of the merry, and I'm born with a roar!"

Han Dong's face was indifferent, he stretched out his palm, and slapped forward lightly.

In a split second.

The many ghosts who were only three meters away from Han Dong had changed their demeanor drastically, especially Liu Tuyun's face was even more gloomy and green, and he roared in panic: "Impossible!? You are actually a ??? of the world's military generals."

Even.

Those three ordinary sect-level ghosts wanted to retreat for the time being...... But when you get to Han Dong, you still want to escape?

No way.

Suddenly, countless transparent air currents flashed with mysterious light, converging and roaring, hitting head-on, crashing into many ghosts like a hurricane passing through, not giving them a chance to dodge at all.

Inside the airflow, there is a solid internal force.

The light flows, and it contains extraordinary inspiration.

"The Unity Martial Arts of Humanity?"

"There is actually a substantiated internal force...... No, there is still his inspiration here!Retreat, let's retreat!" Liu Tuyun's miserable green door was also changing color.

Three ordinary sect-level ghosts hissed again and again.

But.

The two ghosts hidden inside the giant bell are comparable to the high-ranking Martial Sect Realm, where can they see this bit of strength, and they will be ferocious and fierce, spreading the power of fierce and unparalleled ghost bodies.

Even if a hurricane is ahead, it can't stop them!

Whew!Whew!

Every stream of light and airflow, like a cold blade containing sharp and cold light, all impacted, it was like a mighty mountain torrent collapsing, the crystal was flickering, and the killing machine was diffuse.

"Chatter!"

"It's too weak, it's too weak!"

The two ghosts hidden inside the giant bell are both churning circles, like two bloodshot eyeballs, and the cruel eyes occupy most of the ghost body.

They move forward.

They move on.

The wind and wind currents glowing with internal force washed over their ghost bodies, and they couldn't stop them from moving forward...... Three meters, two meters, one meter.

Until half a meter.

Han Dong's face was expressionless, quietly staring at the eyeball-shaped ghosts, and said softly: "I will accept the lives of your kind." ”

What the?

The eyes of these two ghosts suddenly changed color.

Behind them, Liu Tuyun, who had a miserable green face, barely escaped from the strong place where the wind flow was strong, but the three ordinary sect-level ghosts that emerged around them were contained in the center of the wind flow, like an impermeable cage, blocking the disaster.

Terror?

Under the three thousand romances, terror can also be detained!

"Oops!"

"There seems to be no inspiration to resist our internal forces...... The inspiration attack inflicted by Gaishi Han Dong is not with us!" The ghost, in the shape of two eyeballs, suddenly woke up.

They are no less than the high-ranking Martial Sect Realm.

But the same kind of people in the back are just ordinary sect level, and I am afraid that they will not be able to stop Han Dong's lore moves.

In a flash.

Han Dong smiled slightly.

The indifferent face, as if floating with the color of compassion for the heavens and ghosts, rested his right palm in front of him, paused in mid-air, staggered vertically with each other, and the wind lightly drew a killing god.

It's like judging the wrong number of life and death.

"Inspiration Plus!"

"The wind is howling and shaking the world!"

Drink gently, it is blazing like a torrent collapse.

The faint light turned out to be an extremely inspiring light, manifesting a glimmer of light, converging next to the three ordinary sect-level ghosts along the wind streams, and then arranged in a long way, gathering into a full seven rays of light.

"Kill. ”

Han Dong spit out words, like a thunderbolt.

The inspiration of the seven streams is not only the majestic power of the internal force, but also the inspiration and deterrence of the Dinghai God Needle, which are gathered together, comparable to the laser line of life and death.

Snort!

Murderous and inspired, the flow of inspiration rotates with each other.

"No!"

"Save us, save us!" The three fog-shaped goblins were also in a hurry, trying their best to resist the cutting of the inspiration, but they couldn't bear it.

Whew!

A crack appeared in the red mist ghost's body.

Whew!

There was a crack in the red mist ghost body, and you could even see the light flow on the other side through the ghost body.

This is a merry world, containing countless killing opportunities.

In particular, the air flow with additional inspiration formed a swirling wind current, and the three sect-level ghosts were ruthlessly strangled, like a judgment of life and death.

Wind flow outer layer.

The light flickered like a meteor, and it was difficult for Liu Tuyun to completely escape from this area.

"So strong? Could it be that Han Dong has advanced to the Martial Sect Realm?" Liu Tuyun's face became even more miserable, and he couldn't believe it.

But it can only barely resist the air currents coming from all directions.

After all.

It only temporarily borrowed Liu Tuyun's body, and it was quite restricted, and it could only exert six or seven percent of the force level.

This is also the reason why Liu Tuyun is ranked lower...... In the first round of free killing, it was first ranked in the top 100, and it was not until it adapted to the way of shooting that martial arts humans moved up a little bit.

And here and now.

Standing in front of the giant bell, Gaishi Han Dong seemed to have advanced to the master of this heaven and earth, controlling the whistling air flow in all directions, integrating internal forces, diffusing inspiration, and creating peerless killing moves that spread out in a radius of tens of meters.

Even the rocks below were all shattered like dust.

"Ahh

"I can't bear it, I can't stop it!"

"Cut more than ten times, our sect-level ghosts are about to collapse! Help, you guys come back quickly, we are about to be unable to hold on!" The three ordinary sect-level ghosts began to roar wildly, sending out a distress signal to the eyeball ghosts about ten meters in front of them.

They don't want to die.

The stronger the demons and monsters, the stronger the intelligence, of course, the fear of death.

"Go back. ”

"I'll go back now, and you can kill the range of this martial art. "One of the eyeball ghosts rolled its scarlet eyes, and immediately made a decision to withdraw to the place where the three ordinary sect-level ghosts were located to avoid the death of their kind.

Pity.

It was too late.

The sky was full of turmoil in an instant, as if it was a raging tsunami in the true sense, ups and downs, surging, making this square heaven and earth change color, let the air flow turn into waves, and turn the three terrifying clan-level ghosts into lonely three flat boats.

Every stream of wind shines brightly.

Sharp as a knife, cutting through the horror of the disaster.

"I'm going to do it three thousand!"

"I'm in the palm of my hand!"

Han Dong roared in the air, and stepped forward with his right step, as if he was controlling the light and wind under the sky, gathering an incomparable power.

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Like the three thousand wind currents of a vast hurricane, the three sect-level ghosts were buried in an instant, so that their mist ghost bodies no longer had any cold, and they could no longer send the slightest distress signal.

In just a moment, the wind rioted!

Be merciless, kill the sect!

It is like a fiery god wearing pitch-black battle armor and winding around heaven and earth, carrying the Xuan He of the Eight Desolations and Thousands of Miles, with the ethereal passage of a hurricane, descending here, announcing the romance of life and death.

He controls the winds of nature.

He was suspended in mid-air.

This is a majestic atmosphere that dazzles ordinary people, and the wind and flow in the sky and the earth are all set off in all directions of Han Dong, interpreting the glory of being in charge of three thousand winds-

The strongest state is displayed!

Boundless killing!

"Hey. ”

"You two still want to leave?" Han Dong's cold smile suddenly sounded in the air: "It's better to stay." ”

Liu Tuyun, who was confined to the air, slowly raised his face, which had changed color, and looked ahead in horror.

It has possessed Liu Tuyun, unless it takes the initiative to break away from the body, it may be able to escape, but the countless romances have restricted all its behaviors...... At this time, it carefully planned countless plans and carefully arranged conspiracies, but all of them failed.

It's all there.

It was only because of Han Dong's strong force that he smashed the conspiracy alive.

"But. ”

"No matter how strong you are, you will definitely not be able to compare to the combined force of Mejiu and Mehachi. The two of them can be compared to the high-ranking martial arts-" His thoughts turned, but he stopped halfway, and Liu Tuyun, who had a miserable green face, looked ahead in a daze.

Phew.

A pair of crystal clear palms, glowing with light, like an immortal immortal method patrolling the earth, gently grabbed two eyeball-shaped sect-level ghosts.

"Above the strongest form—"

"Horror—"

"Crazy! Demon!"

These shining, colorful, and colorful palms pierced through the air, and seemed to be as light as clouds and mist, but in fact, they thundered and grabbed the eyeball ghosts comparable to the high-ranking martial arts realm.

Click.

In an instant, the palms were closed, destroying everything that was withering and decaying.