The speed of the stick was very fast, and in the blink of an eye, it had already appeared in front of Yun Fan's body, and the ghost head knife that exuded a cold glow split the rain curtain and slashed towards Yun Fan's head fiercely.

Yun Fan's palm was horizontal, and a short knife appeared in his hand, which instantly resisted the ghost-headed knife, and the two knives made a piercing sound when they met.

Yun Fan's eyes flickered slightly, and a knee hit the top of the rod's lower abdomen.

"Hmph!" The stick that sensed Yun Fan's intentions snorted coldly, and he also raised his knees to face Yun Fan.

It's just that he underestimated Yun Fan's strength, and when his knees collided, the stick only felt a huge force coming from his knees, and then his body flew out uncontrollably.

The spiritual shield on his body disappeared, and the rain smashed on the face of the stick.

Yun Fan's soles stepped heavily on the trunk of the tree, and the huge body of the tree trembled violently, and the branches and leaves fell with the rain.

His figure soon caught up with the rod that flew upside down, the cold light in his hand flickered, and the short knife flew out, about to wipe the neck of the person who followed him.

"If you want to kill Lao Tzu, you don't have the qualifications yet!" The body of the stick suddenly burst out with a brilliant spiritual light, violently shaking the short knife in Yun Fan's hand open, and the ghost head knife in his hand stabbed obliquely towards Yun Fan's neck.

Yun Fan raised his left hand suddenly, and his five fingers were like eagle claws, and he suddenly grabbed the ghost head knife.

The blade made of stainless steel couldn't hurt Yun Fan's palm in the slightest, no matter how the stick moved, the ghost head knife didn't move at all, as if it had been pinched by iron tongs!

This guy is so strong!

At this time, the stick's heart finally couldn't help it, but it was too late to think about it now, because Yun Fan's short knife stabbed at his neck again.

Looking at the mask that seemed to be crying and laughing at hand, the stick's heart couldn't help but flash a chill, and he immediately stopped keeping it, and the spiritual power in his body burst out!

"Buzz!"

Huge spiritual power fluctuations poured out from the stick's body, sending Yun Fan Zhen flying.

Yun Fan's figure moved in mid-air, and then he landed on the top of a big tree gently, and the soles of his feet stepped on a leaf, shaking without falling.

The continuous rain hit Yun Fan's body, flowing down the mask made of fine iron, and the blade of the short knife held in his hand was also constantly dripping rain, connecting into a rain line.

"The peak of the middle stage of the Spirit Sect Realm?" Yun Fan's eyes hidden above the mask couldn't help but stare at it, looking at the figure in the pouring rain, and said with some surprise.

The guy in front of him should be the most powerful person he has ever encountered since entering this space.

The stick looked down at the five faint finger marks on the blade of the ghost head knife in his hand, his pupils couldn't help shrinking, and he looked in the direction of Yun Fan not far away.

What the hell is going on with this guy's body? It can't even hurt him in the slightest with steel!

"Stick, how is it, can you eat?" The old horse, who was suspended not far behind the stick, looked at the somewhat embarrassed stick, and couldn't help frowning.

"It's a bit of a prickly hand, this guy seems to be an individual cultivator. The stick waved the ghost head knife in his hand, and threw out a series of rain.

"Body cultivator?" Old Ma looked up at the direction where Yun Fan was, his eyes flashing, "Do you need me to make a move?"

"No, it's not like I haven't killed a physical cultivator. The stick sneered in Yun Fan's direction, "In addition to being physically strong, this kind of person is very weak in spiritual power. ”

"Be careful, I've always thought this guy was a bit weird. The old horse was silent for a while and then said.

"Don't worry, he can't help me. The stick waved his hand with his back to the old horse, and then held the ghost head knife with both hands, and a faint green glow slowly emanated from the blade.

"Body cultivator, hmph, see if Lao Tzu doesn't split you in half with a knife!" the stick snorted coldly, and the green tendons on the hands holding the ghost head knife burst out.

"Buzz!"

With the input of spiritual power in the stick's body, two cyan lights slowly lit up in the hollow eyes of the ghost head on the handle of the ghost head knife, which looked like ghost fire in the rain.

This guy's moves are a little weird, looking at the ghost head knife that exudes an evil aura, Yun Fan's eyes also flashed with a solemn look.

Yun Fan took a deep breath of cold air, and a golden light slowly flashed on his right hand holding the short knife.

Soon, circles of golden veins emerged, like golden dragons, wrapping around Yun Fan's arms.

The stick holding the cyan ghost head knife showed a hideous look on his face, and the green glow emanating from his whole body seemed to turn pale blue, which looked quite weird.

"Ghost Knife Three Gods Cry!"

With a low roar, he jerked the Devil's Head Knife in his hand, and at this moment, the rain pouring down beside him seemed to stop, frozen in mid-air.

"Die!" the stick's hands grabbed the ghost head knife, and then slashed down angrily in the direction of Yun Fan!

A burst of intense light suddenly erupted from the ghost head knife, and the green mangs overflowed, and they turned into the appearance of a powerful ghost in the air, swooping towards Yun Fan's direction.

"Nine Revolutions Ascending Dragon Pattern!"

Yun Fan let out a low cry in his heart, and the golden dragon light pattern on his right arm suddenly swept out, and the hideous dragon's mouth opened widely, heading towards the pale cyan ghost to bite it.

With a flick of the giant tail of the golden dragon light pattern, it entwined the powerful ghost, and the huge open dragon mouth bit downward.

"Poof!"

The dragon's mouth easily bit the demon in half, then tilted its head and swallowed it.

Is it so simple?Yun Fan looked at the fierce ghost that was gradually dissipating, and a trace of doubt flashed on his face.

"It's not that simple!" a mocking look appeared at the corner of the stick's mouth.

I saw that the half of the body that was swallowed by the golden dragon suddenly let out a terrible ghost scream.

It's like a ghost cry!

The dragon, whose body was originally pale golden, was faintly changed.

On the pale golden dragon's tail, a touch of green light slowly emerged, and soon, the entire dragon body turned into a blue and gold color.

"Roar!"

The lapid-gold dragon in mid-air let out a roar of pain, and the golden dragon's head also turned into a lapid-gold color.

The originally solemn five-clawed golden dragon has turned into a gloomy ghost dragon at this time!

Dark Dragon!

Yun Fan looked at the giant dragon that exuded an eerie aura, and his expression couldn't help but change slightly.

"Hehe, I didn't expect you to have such a powerful martial art on your body, but it's a pity that my Ghost Sword Three Gods Weep is a martial art that can devour spiritual power!"

"Go!" the stick waved his hand, and the cyan dark dragon hovering in the sky roared, and then roared towards Yun Fan's direction.

Above the huge dragon head of the dark dragon, the appearance of a powerful ghost slowly loomed, making a ghostly crying sound.

"My dragon isn't that easy to control. Yun Fan looked up at the pounced Dark Dragon with a calm expression.

"Nine turns to ascend the dragon pattern, two turns!"

A soft cry sounded in Yun Fan's heart.