The sudden escape of the blood exhibition made the rest of the disciples of Soul Island all stunned, although several people had this idea in their hearts, but as disciples of the Great Sect, they were unwilling to flee so easily.

Now there is no longer a trace of hesitation, and as soon as the figure is stepped, the ghosts in the air are all rushing towards Haokong and a few people, and they are separated and swept to the side.

The biggest reliance of the disciples of Soul Island in the battle, the thick black fog has dissipated, and the ghosts of several people are also miserable, facing the spirit beasts that still have not decreased at all, I am afraid that it will not be long before they will be killed by Haokong and a few people.

And at this time, the only thing to be thankful for is that most of the spirit beasts that rushed out of the big array were running on the ground, but very few could fly in the air, and now if they want to escape, there is still some hope.

The prodigal son's sharp sword aura slashed and slashed towards the back of the blood exhibition, and in the short sword of Yin Zhiwen on the side, there was also a rotating vortex running towards the blood exhibition.

The Blood Exhibition was able to gather so many martial artists, I am afraid that his status is not low among the disciples of Soul Island, and he has entered the place of trial, although he may not be able to learn any news from his mouth, but there is an exception to everything.

Feeling the martial arts bombardment behind him, a trace of panic crossed Blood Zhan's eyes, and he hurriedly ordered the last two ghosts to block behind him.

Mu Xue and the two of them saw that the Soul Island warriors in the scene all fled, a trace of fierceness crossed their eyes, and their bodies jumped up, but the ghosts that suddenly surged violently actually blocked the figures of several people.

"Seal!" Mu Xue, who flew up in the air, let out a coquettish shout in his mouth, only to see the snowflakes in the air gather and descend, towards the fleeing warriors in front.

The snow that was falling slowly in the air suddenly rolled up at great speed, completely enveloping the fleeing warrior in the snowflakes.

The sudden change made the martial artist's eyes frightened, and the strength of the late stage of the Transformation God Realm burst out, and he directly broke away from the snowflake, but there were already dense tentacles rolling in front of him.

Xiao Yin's tentacles glowing with silver light flew up quickly, wrapping the warrior who had just broken through the snowflakes tightly.

Mu Xue's eyes were full of joy when she was running behind her, and the white silk in her hand flew out, slamming into the brain of the martial artist who left the soul island, with a muffled snort, the martial artist didn't even let out a scream, and then fell into the group of spirit beasts that were running wildly.

As soon as the martial artist's momentum was weak, he was not the opponent of Haokong's few people, and he looked at his companions who were eaten by spirit beasts in that array, and his eyes were shocked.

"Waste!" Xueao, who was fighting with Xu Han in the distance, looked at the few people who had fled, his eyes were angry, and he whispered in his mouth, but he also looked around.

Unexpectedly, the golden skull was taken away, and without the black mist in the air, there would be such a big contrast in combat power, but what surprised Xueao even more was the defensive power of this Xu Han, but in his heart he guessed why the Seventh Prince decided that he would kill this person.

Hum!

Looking at the blood ao in front of him, who also had ideas in his heart, Xu Han snorted angrily in his nose, but it was not broken, and the silver sword in his hand was tightly wrapped around the blood ao's body.

With Xu Han's current strength, it is not so simple to kill the blood ao, but if you add a few people from Haokong, with Yinshu and Purple Feather, it is completely possible, and what needs to wait now is that Haokong and a few people will kill the warriors of Soul Island in the distance.

In the frightened blood ao, there was another scream in the distance, and the warrior who was pursued by Haokong also died tragically under its black needle.

Xueao cursed in his mouth, looked at Xu Han in the distance, the spear in his hand shot straight out, his body folded, and he rushed towards the forest behind him.

There are nearly a hundred Soul Island warriors, but now there are only a few left, and they are all fleeing in panic.

"Where to go!" Looking at the blood cao that burst out, Xu Han let out a low cry in his mouth, and his right foot connected with the tentacles in the air, and chased towards the blood crow.

Bang!

A dull film of light rose, and the rapid blood exhibition hit the ground directly, looking at the blocked path in front of him, his eyes were terrified, and the face exposed in the tattered black robe was extremely pale.

"There is actually a formation blocking it!" Looking at the circulating light film, Xuezhan shouted in a low voice, his face was stunned, and he immediately jumped to the side.

Rumble!

A sharp sword qi grazed its body, slamming into the edge of the light film, and with a flick of his right hand, he blocked the burst of rubble.

"Haha 616161 where are you running now?" Looking at the blood exhibition leaning on the light film, the prodigal son laughed loudly, his eyes were full of excitement,

The last few ghosts had been killed, and now there was a great array around them, and it was going to be seen where the blood was going.

The maze was withdrawn, but I didn't expect that there was a formation around it, avoiding the martial arts of the prodigal son and Yin Zhiwen, and the blood exhibition looked panicked and avoided to the side.

Yes!

There was a terrible scream, except for the blood exhibition and the blood turtle, the last Soul Island martial artist died, and there was no ghost on the pitch-black ground in the field.

Bang!

With a soft sound, all the spirit beasts running in the formation disappeared into the field out of thin air, and a trace of brightness crossed the eyes of Xu Han and the others, guessing that Zhou Xiaopang must have been overloaded.

"Whew, I'm tired of the fat man!" Zhou Xiaopang looked at the ghost that had completely disappeared in the array, a trace of joy crossed his eyes, and his face covered with beads of sweat was weak for a while.

Although the large array is well arranged, it does not require much aura, but the spirit beasts that gush out of that array need Zhou Xiaopang's command, otherwise Xu Han and the others will definitely be attacked together.

Looking at the spirit beast that suddenly disappeared in front of him, Xueao's eyes were happy, and a martial art in his hand swung forward, but it was blocked by a light film.

"I didn't withdraw it!" Looking at the light film that had not disappeared, Xueao scolded angrily in his mouth, the scene of the previous blood exhibition, but seeing that this spirit beast had just disappeared, he thought that this big array had been withdrawn, but he didn't know that there was still it.

Looking at the panicked Xueao, Xu Han looked happy, and laughed loudly: "You can't run away, so let's stop and die." ”

"Hmph!" Seeing Xu Han's tone, Xueao snorted angrily in his mouth, turned around, and a sharp claw in his hand went towards Xu Han as a hood.

A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and a fist in Xu Han's hand rushed out, and on the side of his body, a silver sword qi immediately followed.

Rumble!

The gray claw that shattered Xu Han's fist was cut off by the sword qi that Xu Han slashed away, Xu Han's expression was relaxed, and he followed closely behind Xueao.

The huge aura in the body, coupled with the strength of this Xuanwu Taiqinggang, as long as he is not bombarded by the martial arts, this blood ao has no way to take Xu Han at all.

"Xu Han, be careful!" Xu Han, who was chasing straight up, suddenly heard Yin Zhiwan's shouting behind him, but he felt a breath approaching quickly.

A hint of surprise flashed in Xu Han's eyes, and he flew and jumped, avoiding the momentum that was rushing behind him, looking at the two of them gathered together, there was no change in his eyes.

"Xueao, what now?" Xuezhan looked at Xueao with a panicked face, and said urgently,

All the ghosts are dead, and without the thick black fog, with the strength of the current blood exhibition, they are not the opponents of the prodigal sons at all.

Xueao leaned on the light film, looked at the gathered Haokong and a few people, glanced at the blood exhibition next to him, and shouted angrily: "If you hadn't lost that pale golden skull, how could things have turned out like this." ”

Lacking the cover of the black fog, many ghosts died, and their strength could not be exerted, and now they can't fight and fight, and they can't escape, how is it good.

The Haokong people who rushed to look at each other, and seeing that none of them were injured, they couldn't help but look happy, and looked at the two people in front of them in unison.

"Hmph, it turns out that the martial artists of your Soul Island are so inferior in strength without that black mist. The prodigal son, who came with a big knife, looked at the two people in front of him and said in surprise.

The big knife in his hand, the knife that escaped from it slashed the ground, crushing the raised stones on the ground, and with the influx of spiritual energy in the prodigal son's hand, it appeared even more violent.

On the blood ao's hands, the dark fog was entangled, looking at Xu Han and the others, he shouted fiercely: "If you dare to be the enemy of our Soul Island, you will die sooner or later." ”

"Don't talk nonsense, suffer death!" Seeing the arrogant appearance of the warrior in front of him, the prodigal son was furious in his eyes, and he burst into a shout, and the big knife in his hand was already cut off on the head.

A trace of disappointment crossed Xu Han's eyes, looking at the scene of the two people in front of him, he definitely couldn't ask any news, but he rushed forward together, and the sharp martial arts in his hands burst out.

In the face of the combined attack of Xu Han and the others, the blood ao could still resist one or two, but the blood exhibition among them was almost alive, after all, Xu Han and the others were not ordinary mid-stage martial artists of the Transformation God Realm.

A purple light swept through the air, and the blood exhibition that was embarrassed in Mu Xue's hands was stunned, and he immediately blocked his hands in front of him, and the thick black mist in his body also covered his hands.

With a soft sound, the spirit beast that originally thought it was colliding with all its strength did not appear, but a clear blood mark appeared on the face of the blood exhibition, and it was actually slapped on the face by the purple feather.

Under the huge strength of the purple feather, the blood spread violently to the side, Haokong's eyes were happy, and a thin black needle in his hand was already rushing out.

Poof!

With a soft sound, he flew in the air, his face was shocked and bloody, his pupils shrank, but the vitality in his eyes disappeared quickly, and then the weak corpse fell to the ground.

Under the attack of Xu Han, the prodigal son, and Yin Zhiwen, looking at the blood exhibition of the background killing, there was no calmness in his eyes, and he was already panicked.

"Answer me a few questions, I can let you go!" Looking at the panicked martial artist in front of him, Xu Han pondered in his eyes and shouted in a low voice.

"Hmph! Don't want anything out of my mouth. Xueao's face turned sideways, he looked at Xu Han in front of him, and shouted in his mouth, but then he ran towards the prodigal son on the side.

Among them, the prodigal son's strength is relatively weak, but he wants to pull a few backs.

"Looking for death!" The prodigal son's intention was also guessed in his heart, looking at the rushing warrior, he shouted loudly, and the huge knife in his hand slashed horizontally, but he did not dodge or dodge.

Rumble!

The furious energy swept over, and the prodigal son who was cut down in the air was knocked back by the blood ao's punch, looking at the prodigal son whose face suddenly changed, Xu Han's heart was anxious, and a sharp sword qi in his hand was slashed down.

For the martial artist who came by Xu Han, the blood ao did not dodge or dodge, but still swept towards the prodigal son, it seems that he really let go.

Poof!

There was a soft sound, and suddenly a whirlpool rolled in the air, and the body of the running blood crow shook violently, but it fell quickly towards the ground.

Before the blood was angry, many martial arts had already been slammed down and drowned out.