One by one, the ghosts fell, and the physical strength of Fang Ling and the others was also rapidly consumed, from the beginning of the easy and easy speed, to the secret panting, half a moment passed, and everyone was oozing a lot of sweat.

Song Shenjin and Cao Benji stared at the battle in the field with cold faces, and did not have any sympathetic expression because of the death of their ghosts, because the two of them knew early on that these ghosts were originally substitutes for the ghosts sent to the field, and the more these substitutes died, the greater their chances of victory, and what the two were waiting for was an excellent opportunity to kill the enemy with one blow.

Fang Ling gasped lowly, the Kun Heavy Knife in his hand was much heavier unconsciously, and there were a few more cuts on his body inadvertently, the wound brought by the Yin Poison Magic Weapon was by no means as simple as a superficial flesh wound, the Yin Poison aura remaining on the wound was like a poisonous snake drilling straight into the wound, although Fang Ling had the defense of the Sun Melting Moon Solution, but the physical energy consumed was by no means a few.

After all, Huo Junyuan didn't have a magic weapon in his hand, and his strength was more or less limited, although he seemed to be comfortable dealing with Liang Xianghe, but it was not so easy.

Luo Chen's physical energy consumption to deal with Chen Jian and the ghosts was even more intense, if it was an ordinary person, just picking up these hundreds of catties of sledgehammers would have already fallen down.

Xiao Xue is not easy to deal with more than a dozen ghosts who take guerrilla warfare, although her cultivation is on par with Huo Junyuan and Luo Chen, but she is not a ghost body, in this ghost domain with dense yin qi, she is always under the pressure brought by the yin qi of the underworld, and she can only exert eighty percent of her strength, and she must always pay attention to the movements of Song Shenjin and the others.

However, this is not the biggest reason why everyone does not take a quick decision, in fact, as early as when Fang Ling proposed to fight as a bait, he formulated a countermeasure for this battle, because what everyone has to do is to delay time, so the longer the battle with these soldiers drags on, the better, once Sun Fan Wen and them succeed and send a signal, everyone can quickly evacuate, avoiding fighting with a master of the ghost king level like Song Shenjin.

However, now that half of the time has passed, there is no movement on the side of the city lord Dazhai, Fang Ling's expression remains unchanged, but his heart is still very anxious, the longer it drags on here, the greater the danger that may arise, after all, Song Shenjin and the others are not ordinary horns.

There was a sudden scream from the rear, Fang Ling hurriedly looked back, and suddenly found that the two ghosts had broken through the mink's defense at some point, and they were striking towards Song Ying'er from left to right.

Song Ying'er's cultivation is a whole grade lower than that of the ghost, and when the ghost is not attacked by the silver needle, she has no chance of winning alone, not to mention that the opponent is not just one person now.

Fang Ling was taken aback, and with a flick of his body, he exerted his fastest speed and headed straight towards Song Ying'er.

The little mink even spit out the seeds, but it couldn't stop the two ghosts from approaching, seeing that the two ghosts were only three feet away from Song Ying'er, Fang Ling couldn't hurry even if his speed increased several times.

He shouted loudly and threw out the Kun heavy knife, but the two ghosts were ruthless to kill Song Ying'er, so they actually ignored the knife flying from behind him, and 'pressed' towards Song Ying'er one by one.

Fang Ling was so anxious that his heart was about to jump out, how could he watch Song Ying'er die in battle, at this time, he couldn't wait for the wind under his feet, and rushed to her in an instant.

However, facts are facts, and they will never change because of people's fantasies, and their strength will be as much as they are, and they will never advance by leaps and bounds because of momentary delusions.

The knife in the ghost wolf's hand was raised high, and the deadly blade slashed towards Song Ying'er as if it had cut through time.

Fang Ling's pupils dilated suddenly, his body trembled, and an anger poured out of his throat, at this moment, a white light swept through his side, and the scene in front of him was a flower, and there was one more person in front of him.

With the help of the cicada clothes, Xiao Xue exerted a high speed that was difficult to reach with the naked eye, and rushed over when the blade fell, rescuing Song Ying'er from the knife.

Where did the two ghosts expect that someone would suddenly rescue the person under the knife, they couldn't help but be slightly stunned, Fang Ling had already caught up from behind at this time, he pulled out the Kun heavy knife that fell to the ground, and slashed it with ten percent of his strength.

The gravity of the thousand catties hit the back directly, even the ghosts who had cultivated to reach the Transformation Yuan Realm could not bear it, and the two ghosts let out a miserable scream and were shocked and flew out.

After slashing the two ghosts, Fang Ling saw that the two daughters were safe and sound, and when he was about to breathe a sigh of relief, he suddenly felt a flower in front of him, and a golden shadow appeared behind Xiao Xue, and suddenly it was Song Shenjin!

As soon as she saw Song Shenjin appear here, Xiao Xue had already felt a breath of death enveloping her body, and Song Ying'er was even more taken aback, and exclaimed urgently: "Uncle Shi, hide!"

However, Song Shenjin's appearance was by no means accidental, in order to save Song Ying'er, Xiao Xue did not hesitate to use twelve percent of her cultivation to urge the cicada clothes to create the high-speed just now.

But this moment's high speed made the body in a state of extreme consumption, not only the five senses were stagnant, but also the skills were greatly reduced, Song Shenjin aimed at this opportunity, ready to kill Xiao Xue with one blow.

Xiao Xue's face was half bitter, she had always been very smart, and she naturally expected that her move just now would definitely attract Song Shenjin's murderous intentions, but how could she watch Song Ying'er die under the ghost's knife?

However, even if she was going to die, she also wanted to protect Song Ying'er, and when she felt that Song Shenjin was about to attack, she hurriedly pushed Song Ying'er out.

Just as she was about to move, she saw Fang Ling pounce towards her.

"Don't come here!" Xiao Xue was taken aback, and exclaimed, how could she not know how tall Fang Ling's cultivation was, as soon as he came over, he would undoubtedly send it to the knife edge by himself.

However, as soon as this voice came out, she suddenly realized that something was wrong, because Fang Ling was actually laughing.

Xiao Xue knew Fang Ling very well, and she clearly saw the hidden meaning behind this smile, that is, he had a way to block Song Shenjin's knife.

At this moment's hesitation, Fang Ling had already rushed between Xiao Xue and Song Shenjin.

Seeing the young man rushing over without fear of death, Song Shenjin's face was dyed with a cold smile, and a thick layer of golden light appeared all over his body, and he suddenly struck towards Fang Ling with a palm.

Because Cao Benji had already instructed to leave the three Xianmen disciples alive, Song Shenjin only used eighty percent of his strength in this palm, and this eighty percent of his strength was enough to shock the young man to only one breath, and the two daughters of Xiao Xue who were protected behind him would also be severely injured and would definitely not be able to move in a short period of time, which was in line with Cao Benji's calculations.

At this time, Fang Ling took a deep breath and secretly shouted: "Instant defense!"

The thunder energy in the body instantly burst out, surrounding the body, constructing a huge thunder ball, and the slightest thunder crackled and flashed, releasing an incomparably strong energy.

As soon as the thunder appeared, all the boiling energy in the audience was suppressed in an instant, as if the king had descended and all the ministers in the world had surrendered, not only the 100,000 ghosts felt a fear that penetrated into the bone marrow, even Cao Benji's heart was beating wildly, and his breathing was a little disordered for a while.

Song Shenjin, who was the closest, felt it the most, and he almost subconsciously increased his palm power to twelve percent, and smashed it on top of Lei Jin.

For everyone, this is a palm that is nine out of ten, no matter how powerful an immortal sect disciple who has cultivated in the Yuan Realm is, how can he withstand the full strength of a master who has cultivated at the peak of the Heavenly Fusion Realm?

The boiling energy was like a divine power descending from the sky, sweeping away the breath within the range of 300 zhang, the surrounding buildings were shaken to the point that the skin fell off, the rubble splashed, and the 100,000 ghosts were swept around like falling leaves.

The ground is even more under this strong pressure, cracking and exploding, and it may collapse into the ground at any time.

However, when the palm power hit the thunderball, the palm power was suddenly unloaded, as if this palm power had never appeared before.

And this result was already expected by Fang Ling, this forbidden technique recorded in the Heavenly Calligraphy Gate of the cultivators of the Tianyuan Gate, "Instant Prevention and One Kill", was able to increase the Qi of Heaven and Earth of the caster by ten times in an instant, and the thunder of the Nine Heavens was originally the ultimate power in the world, and then strengthened its energy by ten times, how could the defense constructed by a mere cultivator of the Heavenly Fusion Realm be able to break through.

Everyone was stunned on the spot, and they didn't know what language to use to describe this scene for a while, Liang Xianghe and Ghost Lu and others were also overwhelmed by this strange scene, Cao Benji's brows were twisted together, and his eyes were unpredictable.

Song Shenjin was directly stunned, he knew best what his palm could cause, let alone a cultivator of the Transformation Yuan Realm, even if he was a master of the Heavenly Fusion Realm, it was impossible to completely remove it.

However, the thunder energy released by this young man not only completely removed the power of his palm, but more importantly, he deeply felt that this thunder contained a terrifying energy that destroyed the world and the earth, as if he could be destroyed by this energy at any time, and the palpitations that instinctively generated made him feel unbelievable as a ghost king cultivator, but it was so real.

At this moment, the thunderball on Fang Ling's body suddenly disappeared, and what followed was a punch that had accumulated all his strength and slammed into Song Shenjin's chest.

Everyone knew that it was impossible for a cultivator who had entered the Yuan Realm to break through the Heavenly Fusion Realm-level master's protective true qi with a single punch, and he might even be bounced back ten out of ten, but he would hurt himself.

However, Fang Ling's punch not only fused with the thunder energy that had not yet dissipated, but more importantly, this right hand also wore the Heavenly Jealousy Weapon "Spirit Devouring Ghost Hand".

The jet-black aura came out of his fist, and with a trace of thunder, it was easy to tear apart Song Shenjin's talisman true qi, and the Nine Heavens Thunder Jin, which had the ability to destroy the heavens and the earth, smashed Song Shenjin's chest together with the soul devouring soul that devoured the qi of living beings.

"Ahh