Fang Yi showed his strong and prosperous side, he was different from ordinary Dan Yuan peak cultivators, he destroyed tens of thousands of ghost soldiers in one shot, such a method could only be done by the Yuan Infant Realm.

Seeing this, many ghost generals would definitely not be able to continue, so they also made their own moves, each of them using their strongest means, and rushed towards Fang Yi in their all.

Hundreds of ghost generals rushed out at the same time, and the momentum was naturally extremely huge.

The majestic and monstrous ghost aura spread over the entire seventh layer, and the scene was terrifying.

And Fang Yi saw that these hundreds of ghost generals were rushing towards him, carrying a killing machine, fierce and sharp, the expression on his face was extremely calm, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, setting off a trace of indifferent and light arc.

Facing the ghost generals, Fang Yi slowly took out the black prison, in fact, the current black prison was too light in his hands, and he couldn't keep up with his cultivation.

However, Fang Yi is a nostalgic person, as long as he can use it, Fang Yi will not give up.

Holding the hilt of the sword, Fang Yi slowly raised the Black Prison, the tip of the sword pointing directly at the ghost generals.

The ghost generals were approaching, as if thousands of troops and horses were crushing towards Fang Yi, the rolling rumbling sound was like thunder, and the entire seventh layer was trembling.

"Kill!"

Two glints appeared in Fang Yi's eyes, and he shook the black prison he was holding lightly.

Airplanes!

I saw that the huge sword body of the Black Prison trembled, and then with lightning speed, thousands of sword lights burst out, and when these thousands of sword lights burst out, all the space was sealed!

In other words, even if these ghost generals want to escape, they can't escape, and only by fighting hard can they have a glimmer of life.

All the ghost generals felt the terrifying power on these swords, and they all felt extremely terrifying, and their hearts were terrified.

However, no matter how frightened they were, it was useless, thousands of sword rays had already arrived, the space was sealed, and there were sword rays in all directions, besieging them all around, as if they were imprisoned in a cage, so that there was no gap for them to escape.

Woooo

Thousands of black sword rays flew like cannonballs in Fang Yi's mind at the same time, surging towards the ghost generals.

Poof!

With each black sword ray, a ghost will be directly pierced, and then decompose and dissipate, turning into gray ghost qi, and there will be no more power to fight.

This is almost a one-sided slaughter, if it seems to outsiders, so many ghost generals, plus so many ghost soldiers, it is really simple to defeat a monk at the peak of Danyuan, it can be said to be torture, there is no suspense at all.

However, now it is completely reversed, Fang Yi is mainly anti-guest, he is a human monk, and he is slaughtering these ghost soldiers and ghost generals on the one hand, and there is no suspense in this battle.

Seeing this scene, the half-step ghost king's ghost general was shocked, his eyes widened, his face was full of disbelief, and he muttered: "Impossible, impossible, how can a human race monk be so strong, what is the origin of this human race monk, in my ghost clan's small trial tower, it is so strong." ”

However, the ghost generals of this half-step ghost king didn't believe that the many ghosts would decrease rapidly, and the tens of thousands of ghost soldiers would weaken at the speed of the red tide disappearing, and in the end, only a few ghost generals remained.

This battle without suspense was gradually coming to an end, and when Fang Yi took the initiative to walk towards the ghost general, he was shocked, and then hurriedly made a move.

"Terran monk, this is the realm of my ghost clan, how can you be allowed to spread wild here!" the ghost general shouted, and then opened his mouth to spit out a huge ghost head.

The ghostly head was full of spirit, vicious and hideous, and when he opened his mouth, he devoured Fang Yi.

"Carving insect skills!"

Fang Yi snorted coldly, stepped forward with the black prison in his hand, and when the huge ghost head came, Fang Yi raised his sword once.

Rumble!

The huge ghost head dissolved and was shattered by Fang Yi's easy sword.

The ghost general was shocked, but he didn't expect this huge ghost head to be easily dissolved by him, and this ghost general did not slack off, and suddenly shot at Fang Yi again.

In just an instant, the ghost general rushed to Fang Yi's approach, and then roared loudly, blasting at Fang Yi with a punch.

When this punch hit, there were many unjust ghosts and ghosts on it, and they all rushed towards Fang Yi.

Fang Yi didn't care, the corners of his mouth were still slightly raised, it was obviously contempt.

The next moment, Fang Yi stabbed the black prison into the ground, and then his right fist agitated and went back to meet him.

This punch was wrapped in golden light, this was Fang Yi's spiritual power, it was powerful and heavy, and the power of hundreds of black Jiao completely gathered on Fang Yi's fist.

So, the two fists collided!

Bang!!!

The fist wave swollen and swept out in all directions, and the ghost general's face also changed greatly in this fist wave, he screamed hysterically, and his body flew backwards uncontrollably.

Fang Yi was not idle, he followed like a shadow, grabbed the ghost general's collar, and when he landed, he then dropped the ghost general's head to the ground, and then the head exploded, forming a strong ghost aura, Fang Yi grabbed it, and then sent it back to his dantian to be absorbed by the desolate spirit root.

Fang Yi slowly stood up straight, stopped and looked around, all the ghost soldiers and ghost generals were dead, and none of them were standing, he felt very lonely and lonely in his heart, of course, this was not a lonely defeat, but he felt that he was really perverted.

Without stopping, Fang Yi absorbed all the ghost qi of this seventh layer, and then stepped onto the eighth layer.

The existence of the eighth layer surprised Fang Yi that it turned out to be a junior ghost king, which meant that Fang Yi was about to face an enemy who was equivalent to a monk in the early stage of the Yuan Infant.

The Ghost King was a middle-aged man, looking a little elegant, and when he saw Fang Yi for the first time, the Ghost King opened his mouth and said, "Terran monk, it's not easy for you to come here, as long as you take my three moves, I'll let you go to the ninth layer, how about it." ”

"Okay!" Fang Yi didn't grind, the ghost king did this, but it was beneficial to him.

So the ghost king made a move, and the first move was to slap a palm towards Fang Yi, this palm carried a surging ghost power, cold and roaring, making Fang Yi feel like he was in a hell.

Fang Yi's expression remained unchanged, extremely calm, without any fear, and without any flinching, standing in place, with a low shout, thousands of black Jiao behind him flew out at the same time, facing this palm.

Rumble!

The thousands of black Jiao were shattered by this palm, but the residual momentum of this palm was no longer strong, and when it fell on Fang Yi, it had almost no effect on Fang Yi.

The Ghost King didn't speak, and sent out a second move, this time the Ghost King directly condensed a white skull, screaming sharply, and the entire area became a ghost crying wolf, like a magic sound whistling in Fang Yi's ears.

The white skull came from the front, and it was smashed directly towards Fang Yi, and Fang Yi felt its cold chill, and couldn't help but take a step back, and then saw Fang Yi's face turn pale, and he made a wall of spiritual power, blocking in front of him.

The white skull collided, the spiritual power wall shattered, Fang Yi's body retreated out, and by the time Fang Yi stopped, it was already more than ten meters away, and there was a faint trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, this was the first time Fang Yi had been injured since he entered the trial here.

However, this is only a minor injury, and it is like an itch for him, and there is nothing to be afraid of.

The Ghost King's expression was calm, he looked at Fang Yi and said lightly, "The third move." ”

(Everyone has time to watch "Flower Monk in the City"!)

(End of chapter)