On the cliff, a black-clothed man held an iron rod with a cold expression.

"I don't know how thick the sky is, do you think that if I attack with your soul, I will have no way?" Fan Houyin laughed and pointed to a small black rope around his neck, "I have spent a lot of money for this defensive Horcrux. ”

"I thought I had made a less cost-effective deal, but I didn't expect that you still have something as rare as Xingchen Iron in your hand, which is really a surprise. Fan Hou looked at the iron rod in the hand of the black-clothed young man, with a greedy look in his eyes.

Xingchen Iron, which belongs to the extraterrestrial meteoric iron, has very strange characteristics, and when added to the fine iron, it can make the fine iron full of flexibility, but it can be rigid or soft, and it is all controlled by the master's mind and spiritual power.

It can be said that it is one of the rarest workout materials.

When he heard Xingchen Tie, even the eyelids of Jing Lao, who was standing aside with his eyes closed, couldn't help but tremble slightly.

"If you want Xingchen Iron, it depends on whether you have this life!" the boy let out a low cry, and with a stick in his right hand, he slammed it on a stone the size of a basin.

"Bang!"

The stone flew in response to the sound and quickly smashed towards Fan Hou who was not far away.

"Your life, I'll take it for Lord Yama first!" Fan Hou's eyes showed a bloodthirsty light, and the machete was raised suddenly, slashing down from above, and falling with a knife.

The sharp knife instantly split through the hard stone, like a knife cutting tofu.

A brilliant sword shot out from the tip of the sword, and after splitting the stone, the aftermath continued unabated, and flew straight in the direction of the young man.

The young man's figure rose from the ground, and on top of the black iron rod, spiritual power wrapped around it, emitting a faint light.

The iron rod slammed down, shattering the knife almost instantly.

The young man took advantage of the situation to bully him, and the dark iron rod turned into hundreds of stick shadows, pressing them together, and the dense offensive was enough to make people breathless.

However, Fan Hou is also the head of the Changning Fan family, as a master in the late stage of the Spirit Sect Realm, facing the black-clothed young man in the early stage of the Spirit Sect Realm, he will naturally not be weaker.

"Zhenhae!"

Fan Hou let out a low roar, and on the blade of the big knife in his hand, a rich white light suddenly appeared, and he slashed down at the stick shadow in the sky.

The pitch-black shadow of the stick and the snow-white line of swords, if you look down from the sky above the cliff, it looks like a white dragon roaring across the Black Sea.

The sword faded and disappeared in a flash, and the shadow of the stick also dispersed with the wind.

The young man in black stood in place, but there was a crack on his right shoulder, and a touch of crimson soaked the black clothes.

Without even looking at the injury on his shoulder, the black-clothed young man jumped up again, his figure soared into the air, and the iron rod in his hand was thrown downward.

"Thunder on the dry land!" accompanied by an angry shout, I saw that the black iron rod thrown by the young man suddenly surrounded by a layer of light thunder, like a thunder snake swimming on it.

Suddenly a thunderous sound sounded around Fan Hou, and light blue lightning arcs suddenly appeared, and under the pull of that fleeting black shadow, they rushed towards the figure that was surrounded in the middle.

"Hmph!" Fan Hou's face was gloomy, "I didn't expect that a junior in the early stage of the Spirit Sect Realm would be able to launch such a powerful attack, and I really underestimated you!"

"If I were only in the middle of the Spirit Sect Realm, I might really have to suffer a lot of losses!" Fan Hou's words fell, and the big knife in his hand was half like snow, and the blade trembled slightly.

"It's a pity that I'm a powerhouse in the late stage of the Spirit Sect Realm after all!" Fan Hou raised his head suddenly, killing intent surging in his eyes.

"Ground splitting!"

The machete in Fan Hou's hand stabbed down heavily, and the tip of the knife was embedded in the ground, and several cracks suddenly opened.

Brilliant blades rose from the cracks in the ground in an instant, blocking all the lightning arcs that shot from them, and the largest sword even stopped the iron rods that shot out.

"Soul Gun!"

The black-clothed young man let out a low cry in his heart, his eyes turned pitch black again, and a milky white light quickly drilled out of his body, and then turned into a spear.

With the control of the young man's mind, the spear transformed by the soul power quickly stabbed straight into Fan Hou from mid-air.

With the attack of the soul gun, the rope around Fan Hou's neck slowly floated up, and an inconspicuous small pendant was suspended in the air, and a soft light emanated, blocking the attack of the soul gun.

"Ding!"

The tip of the spear collided with the Horcrux's shield, and the light flowed.

"I said a long time ago, as long as I have this defensive Horcrux, your soul attack will be useless to me!" Fan Hou sneered.

"You don't know about the soul master at all, and you won't know how terrifying the soul master's power is!" The hoarse voice of the black-clothed young man sounded, and his dark eyes looked quite weird, "Isn't it just a defensive Horcrux, I'll smash it to show you!"

"Soul Gun, Explode!"

The black-clothed young man shouted violently, and the spear transformed by soul power suddenly let out a trembling roar, and then exploded under Fan Hou's frightened gaze.

"Buzz!"

The sound of humming sounded, and the spear transformed by soul power had vanished, but the light shield that protected Fan Hou seemed to be safe and sound.

"Hahaha, little rabbit cub, I still think you have a lot of ability, but it turns out that it's just a bluff!" Fan Hou came back to his senses and couldn't help laughing, his face full of sarcasm.

The black-clothed young man suspended in mid-air was extremely pale and crumbling, and a pinprick-like tingling sensation kept coming from his brain.

Listening to Fan Hou's sarcastic words, the young man didn't answer, just looked at the light mask, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but pull.

"Click!"

A subtle sound sounded in Fan Hou's ears, and his laughter stopped abruptly, and he lowered his head suddenly, his eyes fixed on the milky white pendant that was still floating in front of him.

On top of the delicate pendant, an imperceptible crack quietly appeared.

Then, like a chain reaction, cracks spread all over it, and finally under Fan Hou's stunned gaze, it shattered.

The Horcrux that cost him so much was shattered?!

"Little brute, Lao Tzu will definitely want you to live rather than die!" Fan Hou suddenly burst out with a strong murderous aura all over his body.

He pulled out the big knife that was inserted into the ground, the muscles on his arm were knotted, and all the spiritual power in his body was incorporated into the knife in his hand at this time.

With the influx of spiritual power in Fan Hou's whole body, the entire knife turned silver-white, and the blade trembled violently, and a terrifying power spread in the air.

"Split the sky!"

Fan Hou roared, and the big knife in his hand was about to slash towards the black-clothed young man in the sky.

At this moment, a milky white light suddenly burst out from the ground and stabbed at Fan Hou fiercely!

At this critical juncture, Fan Hou had to take a few steps back in order to avoid the sudden light, and the attack of the big knife in his hand couldn't help but stagnate.

With this brief moment, the young man, who endured the stinging pain in his brain, grabbed the iron rod that flew back upside down to resist the knife that came towards the violent attack.

The bright sword flashed away.

White light through black clothes.

A figure fell from mid-air.