With the help of strange energy, Fang Cai perfectly resisted the sword of the evil spirit, and his confidence in his heart suddenly increased.

The strange energy assimilates the spiritual power in the body, and can absorb the Xuan Ming Qi to replenish energy.

The strange energy combined with the energy of its own two secret knots has made a qualitative leap on the whole.

After a while, I came to another black palace.

"Welcome to the Zodiac House of Death, the House of the Dead Star. ”

An eerie voice rang out in the hall.

The sound is ethereal and floating.

Han Mengrong didn't dare to be careless and walked forward slowly.

Suddenly, I felt a strange wave of spatial fluctuations.

I saw a strange black shadow coming towards me, with an afterimage behind him.

With a whoosh, the black shadow stood ten feet away.

Dressed in black armor, his face is half black and half white, revealing a hooked nose and pointed chin, and bright red lips.

This person's right hand is five sharp claws, and his left hand is behind his back.

Hum...

I saw him stretch out his long scarlet tongue and lick the claws on his hands, and his face showed a look of intoxication.

Han Mengrong asked in a deep voice, "Who are you?"

Previously, the figure of this person was floating uncertainly, moving very strangely and elusively, and he couldn't help but be secretly vigilant in his heart.

Hum...

"I am the great Mourning Star General, Xing Sang. ”

As he spoke, he stretched out his left hand, holding an oval-shaped black object with the face of Xing Sang carved on the back, and he turned his head from side to side.

Hum...

There was a smug laugh in the hall.

What appeared to be a mirror in Xing Sang's hand was a mirror.

Han Mengrong couldn't help but secretly say in his heart: If he looks so ugly and is so narcissistic, could it be that the twelve stars of death will be narcissists?

"Xing Sang, have you seen enough?"

"How can you see enough? My great Torture Mulberry has a unique face, and I must always look at it. ”

Han Mengrong felt sick to his stomach when he heard this, and he couldn't bear it anymore, so he directly punched and attacked.

"Xuanming Sword Kill!"

The sword glowed with golden light, and it swooped through Xing Sang's chest.

Hum...

Xing Sang's voice sounded on the other side.

It turned out that he had just hit the afterimage of Xing Sang.

"It's too slow, I don't know how those two pieces of waste in front of you let you break through?"

Han Mengrong snorted coldly, not wanting to waste time, and ran directly to the outside of the Mourning Star Palace.

Hum...

There was a wave of spatial fluctuations, and Xing Sang's figure drifted around, but in the blink of an eye, he swung his claws in front of him.

Han Mengrong hurriedly picked up Ruyi Taijiquan, and a pair of Taiji diagrams instantly appeared.

Bang!

With a loud bang, Han Mengrong took more than ten steps back, and his palms were numb.

The power of this torture is much greater than that of the punishment evil!

Since you can't touch it hard, you can only fight with it.

Han Mengrong took a step forward and put on a Ruyi Taijiquan posture.

Hum...

Xing Sang laughed a few times, his figure drifted around, and in the blink of an eye, there were figures all around, and he couldn't see which one was the main body at all.

At this moment, there was darkness all around, as if countless sharp claws were attacking from all sides!

Snort!

Several blood marks appeared on the body in an instant, and the blood flowed deep into the bones!

Xing Sang stretched out his long scarlet tongue and licked the blood from his claws, his blood-red eyes shining with excitement.

Hum...

"I'll let you bleed every drop of blood in your body, and watch you die slowly. ”

With extreme speed, playing with the enemy has always been the greatest pleasure of Xingsang.

Xingsang's speed did bring great trouble to Han Mengrong.

Ruyi Taijiquan is extremely unsmooth, and it is impossible to accurately judge the direction, so it cannot perfectly borrow strength to wait for work.

Han Mengrong stood in the middle, endured endless attacks.

After a dozen blows, his clothes were shattered, revealing his strong upper body, but his body was covered with countless blood marks.

Han Mengrong only felt that it was becoming more and more difficult to resist, and the feeling of blood loss made his whole body extremely heavy, and his consciousness began to become blurred.

Snort!

Five sharp claws slashed through the chest, revealing deep into the bone.

The body staggered, and he could no longer support it and fell to the ground.

Hum...

"Suffer death!"

At this time, there were all around Xing Sang's figure.

Han Mengrong closed his eyes helplessly.

At this moment, the heavens and the earth are silent.

In just an instant, he entered a wonderful state, and he clearly saw the sharp claws grasping at his throat in his mind.

Between life and death, Han Mengrong's lying body moved sideways by half a foot inexplicably!

Bang!

The claws clawed at the black stones on the ground and splashed everywhere!

Han Mengrong rolled several feet in a row, and a carp stood up and stood up again!

At this time, his eyes were tightly closed, and his fighting spirit was high, and his long hair was flying!

The sigil on his forehead reappeared, and the strange energy penetrated his body again, and the injuries on his body were visible to the naked eye, and they had recovered in the blink of an eye, and there was no trace of the wounds.

Hey!

Xing Sang couldn't help but sigh softly, and then saw the phantom and felt a heavy sense of oppression.

"Die!

At this time, Xingsang roared angrily, and just wanted to end the battle quickly and use his stunt.

Xing Sang's hands stretched, and the ten sharp claws formed a circle of light in the rotation.

The figure in the sky was like countless rays of light, attacking Han Mengrong.

At this time, Han Mengrong clearly felt the trajectory of Xing Sang's rapid rotation.

"Shadowless Flying Knife!"

A golden light galloped out and struck an empty space!

The next moment, Lessan's figure magically appeared in the air, as if it automatically crashed into the Shadowless Flying Knife.

Burst!

The golden light passed through the body, and black blood spurted!

Xing Sang touched his chest, looking incredulous.

The advantages of extreme speed are obvious, but there is also a disadvantage, that is, it is difficult to change the trajectory.

Han Mengrong predicted Xing Sang's trajectory in advance, so he was sure to hit with one blow.

Although Xing Sang was severely damaged, he did not lose his life because of it.

"Boy, it's unforgivable that you have caused such a heavy trauma to the great Master Xingsang!"

Because of the anger, the voice became extremely sharp, and at the same time, the blood-red eyes revealed endless ferocity.

Xing Sang looked up to the sky and roared, a black light fell from the sky, and the aura on his body began to skyrocket!

"The Power of the Lost Stars!"

Xing Sang's figure sped forward, suddenly jumping and spinning at a rapid pace, his two sharp claws closing together like a spike.

At this time, Han Mengrong didn't have time to send out the Shadowless Flying Knife, so he could only resist with all his might.

Bang!

A streamer flashed, and Han Mengrong was directly knocked hundreds of steps away and fell heavily to the ground.

Because Ruyi Taijiquan has removed most of the momentum, and has a strange energy to protect the body, the resistance has increased a lot, so he only vomited a mouthful of blood after receiving such a heavy blow.

Xing Sang was shocked, and under the blow, he expected that the other party would inevitably break in two.

Shocked in my heart, I suddenly attacked again!

Bang!

Han Mengrong vomited blood again!

It's too fast to respond in time.

The body was attacked one after another, and the strange energy seemed to begin to fade.

No, if this continues, there will be death and no life!

At this time, his body was knocked into the air, and he couldn't help but open his eyes under the severe pain, but he saw a strange scene.

Under the attack of Xing Sang Jilian, he left a strange hexagonal trace on the ground.

This is...

Attack Trajectory!

Han Mengrong was overjoyed, and his body rolled in the air and landed on one of the horns.

Come on! The aura suddenly soared, and the fighting spirit was high!

At this time, Xingsang has turned into light and shadow!

"Xuan Ming Soul Destroyer!"

A ray of white light blasted along the trajectory of the ground!

Yes!

Xing Sang screamed, and his figure slowed down a little!

It's a little slower, but it's enough!

Sacrifice! Possessed by the Light of the God of War!

"Shadowless Flying Knife!"

The golden light flashed by!

Burst!

The flying knife passed through the forehead of the torture mulberry!

"Ground splitting!"

"Split the mountain!"

Poof!

flew directly forward and split Xingsang in half.

In the face of the Demon Star, the general will not dare to be careless, and only by dividing the corpse can he rest assured.

This series of attacks can be said to have done their best, using all the tricks they can use, and finally killing Xing Sang.

Xing Sang's corpse began to dissipate, and the Mourning Star Palace turned into a black light and rushed into the sky.

Seeing such a strange scene, Han Mengrong didn't know if he had killed Xing Sang thoroughly.