With the sound of flesh and skin slicing, blood gushed out, and the entire ground was stained with donated blood.

"Hmm!"

Li Penghao hurriedly retreated and hid, and he was able to injure himself instantly, which showed that the other party was not an idle person.

He could feel the wriggling of maggots in his chest, and he could feel his wounds being cut open indefinitely, constantly expanding.

But he doesn't have time to manage this, and the priority is to deal with the enemy first!

But no matter how much he searched, he found no trace of the enemy.

The sea of blood outside the Sword Hall still turned into a barrier formed by blood, protecting the people of Wuye Mountain behind them, and also preparing for the subsequent raid.

The Blood Barrier and the Blood Mist were almost integrated, and it was almost impossible to distinguish between the two under the color of blood.

But there is nothing else.

It's like the attack was an illusion.......

If it weren't for the wounds that were still bleeding, and the pain of worms eating at their flesh..........

Again! The cold light flashed in the blood mist again!

Li Penghao hurriedly dodged sideways, but he was still half a beat, and the sleeve of his left shoulder was scratched off another piece of skin.

"Impossible!"

Li Penghao didn't feel any enemies in the vicinity, and no matter how he sensed them, he still didn't find any enemies.

The latent blade attacked again, Li Penghao only felt that his heavenly spirit cover was numb for a while, and when he looked up, he saw a ghost-headed broadsword suspended in the air, which was slashing down with the momentum of Mount Tai, and Li Penghao hurriedly raised his sword to defend it.

I only heard a loud bang, and the powerful impact shook Li Penghao's arm slightly numb, and the entire sword body trembled slightly.

The earth began to crack, and for a while, the dust scattered, the stones and soil collapsed, and the powerful impact force even scattered the disciples hiding in the sword hall.

"Elder Taishang, I'll come and help you!"

Seeing that Elder Taishang was in crisis, how could some disciples allow themselves to sit still here and wait for death? Hurriedly picked up their long swords and were about to rush towards the entrance of the Sword Hall in order to rescue Elder Taishang.

"Get out!"

But how dare Li Penghao let his disciple venture out, he had to roar with all his might, and after speaking, he once again glared at the ghost-headed broadsword suspended in the air.

On the handle of the knife is the head of an evil ghost, Yin Yin's blood continues to leave from the eyes of the evil ghost, and the mouth of the evil ghost is like a human arm, and on the blade of the knife are hung large and small skulls, and when Li Penghao looks directly at those skulls, his head will always feel a sharp pain and a cold chill to the bone.

No way!

Why is this the case?

Li Penghao was puzzled.

It can't be a matter control technique, the power of the object control technique will be greatly halved, if that person uses the object control technique will have such a great power, his own strength can fully support him to wash the entire Spirit Sword Mountain with blood, let alone give them any chance.

Ke Nuo is not a physical control technique, how can it be suspended and split in mid-air, stealth method?

More unlikely!

The stealth method itself is considered a relatively inferior spell in the human world, not to mention Lingjian Mountain, even in a small city, when students reach a certain realm, the school will let them learn the stealth method.

How could such a spell evade Li Penghao's perception?

So why is that?

Before Li Penghao could continue to think about it, something panicked happened to him!

He couldn't sense the disciples behind him!

Could it be that the disciples were assassinated in the same way?

For a moment, despair, remorse, anger, madness, and countless emotions surged into his heart.

Then he looked back with tears in his eyes.

Go and see the last side of your own disciples.

But what surprised him was.........

———— disciples were looking at themselves worriedly, and there were no people who had been fine and unharmed...........

"Huh?"

But before Li Penghao could recover his strength, he felt that the strength of the ghost-headed broadsword was even greater, and the entire ground began to collapse.

How so?

If Nuo was not able to perceive the enemy, it was because of the enemy's means, so why couldn't he perceive the disciples?

Did they use some means?

Was it by what means did they cut off his perception and disturb his vision?

It was Li Penghao who discovered that he had been surrounded by blood mist, and the blood mist that was originally outside the Sword Hall had now invaded the Sword Hall and firmly surrounded Li Penghao.

Blood mist and blood sea play an auxiliary role?

Immediately afterwards, Li Penghao remembered the sea of blood that he had seen before that was fused with the blood mist.

Puzzle, solved!

said that it was too late, and then it was too fast, Li Penghao raised his right fist with a thunderous momentum and punched the ghost head behind the big knife.

The raging flames wrapped in his hand, like a monstrous python, devoured the blood mist.

"Hmm!"

Accompanied by the sound of screams came the sound of bones breaking and armor shattering, and I saw that the ghost-headed broadsword flew backwards and stuck on the wall of the sword hall, and saw that the broken armor fragments in the air were scattered in all directions, and it was the blood-colored armor worn by the miscellaneous fish before.

In mid-air, a man dressed in black vomited blood and flew out, then slammed into the wall, tilted his head and fainted.

I saw that his chest had been burned, and the rancid smell of his skin and flesh being boiled was emitted in the air.

This person is none other than Elder Wu!

What Li Penghao didn't expect was that Elder Wu's body began to rot, turned into blood, and slowly disappeared...........

Only bones and carrion remained.

"Doppelganger?"

No!

It is impossible for the clone to exert such a great force in the earth-shattering slash just now.

So why?

Why would Elder Wu be so willing to be a pioneer?

Why?

What the hell is Ye Quanqin thinking?

"Don't think about it, you don't need to think about it anymore!"

I saw that the blood mist around me began to change.

Countless sharp thorns erupted from the blood mist and stabbed at Li Penghao.

Li Penghao didn't raise his sword to defend himself, only heard him snort coldly, and smashed his fist to the ground, only to see a pillar of burning fire rushing out of the ground, directly breaking through the sword hall, and running straight above the nine heavens.

Beneath the pillar of red flames, all the blood thorns were blocked.

After the pillar of fire was burned, Li Penghao slowly stood up.

Suddenly, he felt a chill in his face, and a sharp sword stabbed Li Penghao in front of the door.

Behind the sword was the Evil Elder.

Covered by the sword are countless ghast soul Shura, hell ghost faces, this is the evil elder's strongest move———— ghast soul killing.

The ghast was constantly roaring, and each roar robbed him of his consciousness as a disciple, and every time he looked directly at the ghost, he would feel the stinging pain of his soul, and even feel that his soul was hooked out of his body. Where the demons had rushed, the ground was corroded.

The evil ghost rushed to Li Penghao, pounced on Li Penghaodi, and began to eat Li Penghao's body, devouring his soul.

Immediately after, the sword pierced through the head and directly through the back of the head.

The evil elder smiled, he knew that Li Penghao would definitely die.

Surely death.

................

————— under the Sword Hall

A glimmer of light passed through his eyelids, and his limbs were already weak, as if they had been sucked through.

Li Guanhua struggled to stand up, and then slowly opened his eyes.

The first thing that catches your eye is Li Yan.

Is that really Li Yan?

The skin on his face was gone, the muscles under his face were clearly visible, his hands were covered in blood, and his nails were full of skin.

He did the wound on his face!

But despite this, he was still laughing.

His mouth felt like it was about to crack, and he laughed maniacally at an angle that bordered on collapse, as if it were from a masochist tortured in hell, and his eyes were constantly watering with tears ————— blood.

The blood fused with the snot in the nostrils, remained on the clothes, on the sleeves, and flowed into the mouth.

But he didn't care about it, he was still there smiling and dancing.

Li ........ Hall Master Li?"

"Ahh

Li Yan rushed in front of Li Guanhua with a strange step, and looked at Li Guanhua with a smile, and that smile made Li Guanhua fall into an ice cave.

"Come on, come on, come with me! Come and see this final solution! Come on, come and see this great masterpiece!"

"Look, what to see, Hall Master Li, there's nothing here, there's nothing .............."

Li Guanhua was stunned.

He couldn't believe it.

He refused to believe it.

He refused to believe that this was the case under the Sword Hall.

He refused to believe that Spirit Sword Mountain's final countermeasure was like this.

"Master Li.......... This one............. It's ........"

"That's right, that's right, that's right————— this is the ultimate solution that we have always believed in!"

Li Yan said excitedly, seeing Li Guanhua distracted and desperately standing there, he smiled even more happily, because of the laughter, his mouth began to crack, as if this was the most pleasant thing in the world.

Thump.

Li Guanhua knelt down.

Although he had been mentally prepared, he never thought that the so-called final countermeasure would be like this........

Li Guanhua clearly saw the cemetery above the roof, and under those tombstones were the ancestors of Lingjian Mountain.

That's right.......... Under the tombstones........

Hanging ancestors.

It's like hanging in the air.

The ancestors who had become dried corpses were constantly drifting, letting out hoarse wails.

Something like a blood vessel connects them all, absorbing their aura and energy.

Their tongues had been cut out, their eyes gouged out, and their few gray hairs swayed in the air like lost willows.

Li Guanhua saw his master, the head of the previous generation.

They were all hung there, like sold animals, constantly being squeezed dry.

And that's just the tip of the iceberg of hell.