Han Fei's eyes were cold, his hands were different from before, although they were still claws, the black mist wrapped around the claws was even thicker. On the claws, the nails were as sharp as if polished fine iron, uneven, about three to five inches long, and shone with a cold luster in the golden mang.

In addition to the coating of a layer of golden light on the claws, the wriggling black mist is even more dead, looking like a ghost crying wolf howling in the ears, making people's scalp numb, and they dare not look at it for a long time.

Not far away, Wang Haoran, who was watching Han Fei, saw this scene, his eyes changed at the same time, and the dangerous Limang flashed in the eyes of the two at the same time, and the sword was raised almost at the same time, slowly walking towards Han Fei.

"Jiuyang tears the claws of the sky!"

Woo-hoo

With Han Fei's shout, the sound of beast cries swept through the entire heaven and earth, and the complex and complex beast cries were intertwined, making it impossible to estimate the number of beasts in these sounds.

The black light squirmed, the yin wind gusted, and the terrible sound of ghosts crying wolves filled the air!

Cultivation is improved, but the same means can play a completely different effect!

"Kill!"

Above Han Fei's claws, the black mist gradually condensed into a huge black ghost claw, and the ghost claws were faintly glowing with forest white, like human bones, and the screams were so terrible that they were breathtaking, as if they were emitted from the staggered friction of these bones.

The ghost claw was formed, directly with an unstoppable momentum, exuding a cold air, tearing the void, and then grabbing Wang Haoran and the two of them.

On this claw, there was a strange aura, Wang Haoran and the two did not dare to rush to force it, and urged the sword light and sword light from a long distance, forming a phantom, and resisting the ghost claw together.

Snort

As soon as the sword light touched this ghost claw, it was like a drop of water falling on the fiery red stove, and it quickly steamed into a breath of qi, disappearing into the void without a trace.

Whining!

The pervasive black mist ghost claws, countless terrible beast roars came out on it, and the piercing sound effect made everyone around them dizzy, and they fell to the ground unbearably. Only a few people whose ability has reached the level of condensation stage have not yet experienced discomfort.

"Beastly spirit?!"

Wang Haoran felt the unusual aura around him immersively, and exclaimed in astonishment. At the same time, the sword flashed continuously, which could block the momentum of the ghost claw.

Far from being lowered, his voice was much higher than his usual normal vocal range because of his astonishment, so that everyone around him heard it in their ears. The uproar is unprecedented!

Throughout the ages, even those characters who only exist in legends, no one has ever been able to directly control the beastly spirit!

However, experiencing it firsthand, this feeling of being there, this feeling of being there, is not beastly spirit, what is it?!

Yes, everyone may be able to feel the difference in the aura around them, but they can't clearly distinguish the essential difference between beast qi and battle qi, after all, Han Fei's physical strength can store both battle qi and beast qi, and he knows very well how to disturb people's recognition to the greatest extent.

However, the current Han Fei did not deliberately hide, not only did not hide, but highlighted the domineering of the beast spirit to the greatest extent, he just wanted to make everyone stunned and distract the opponent, so as to win the most favorable combat environment for himself!

At this moment, what Han Fei had used was indeed the combat technique "Jiuyang Tearing the Sky Claw" that he had been using, but when he used it under the condition of urging the beast qi, the effect was sublimated.

What's more, the previous terrifying injuries made Han Fei's body nirvana for the second time, and also made him more deeply understand the true meaning of "Jiuyang Tearing the Sky Claw".

It's just that even he didn't expect that the first time he used it, it would be so powerful!

"It's okay, let's take you to a good trial!"

A sneer flashed in Han Fei's eyes, his palm trembled suddenly, black light burst out, quickly connected, and another giant claw with black light flickering appeared out of thin air, which was filled with special violent coercion.

"Tear the Heavenly Dragon Claw!"

On the giant claws, the black dragon was entrenched, a few whiskers stretched straight like steel, the closed dragon eyes slowly opened, and two dark black lasers burst out, like two thunderbolts, shooting straight towards Wang Haoran and the two.

Bell Block!

The laser shot sharply, and Wang Haoran's speed was not slow, so he took it decisively. A series of metal staggering sounds, one after another. The two lasers swung with the swing of the dragon's head, and Wang Haoran, who had launched a swift body technique, chased after them, and for a while, they saw the two figures constantly jumping up and down, moving left and right, so they were not embarrassed.

Facing the continuous pursuit of the laser, Wang Haoran and Jun Mowen's eyes were covered with a layer of cruel killing intent. The two of them actually made an appointment, and the swords collided together, and sparks burst out, hitting the dragon's head, bursting a deep crack on the dragon's head.

Whew!

The crack on the giant claw spread rapidly, and after a while, it exploded with a bang in Han Fei's slightly narrowed sight.

Seeing the giant claws burst, Han Fei retreated backwards without hesitation, and at the same time, above his hands, a thicker strange beast aura gradually gathered.

"Want to go?! It's not that easy! You have to die today!" Wang Haoran stepped on the ground with one leg, and his body chased after Han Fei like an arrow from a string, obviously, Han Fei's previous series of practices had deeply hurt his pride.

Facing Wang Haoran, who was rushing in, the corners of Han Fei's mouth once again hooked a strange arc, and even more surging beast qi penetrated out of his body, sweeping the entire space, and then gradually condensed within a hundred meters around him, a spherical aura visible to the naked eye suddenly included the two of them!

"Nine Suns Tearing the Sky Netherworld Ghost Domain!"

A low roar squeezed out of Han Fei's throat, he grinned, his lips were bright red, and his two rows of teeth became sharper than before, and the whole person was like a bloodthirsty demon beast, waiting for the prey to take the bait in his own domain, and then tear his throat!

As soon as Wang Haoran entered this realm, his heart suddenly felt that something bad was about to happen, but this momentary hesitation had already made him fall into a situation from which he could never recover!

The derivative technique of "Nine Yang Tearing the Sky Claw" is also his true meaning.

Although the current Han Fei is still only in the Qi Condensation Period, after Nirvana, his animal qi and physical strength have reached the bottom line of the true Qi Condensation Period!

Roar

Sizzle

All kinds of mixed and chaotic beast cries sounded one after another in the Netherworld Ghost Domain, making Wang Haoran, who was in it, dizzy, and wanted to get out of here, but it was impossible for Han Fei to give him this opportunity, and he kept following like a shadow.

Jun Mowen, who was outside the domain, frowned deeply, looking at Wang Haoran who was dizzy in the domain, but he didn't dare to step into it rashly.

At this time, Wang Haoran only felt that there was a mixture in his ears, and the beast qi around his body was even more boiling, frantically invading his body, and there was a great tendency to break through his body. There was already a little illusion in his eyes, which he couldn't really see, but he couldn't close his eyes.

"Boil, Netherworld Ghost Domain! Strangle all the idle people and others in it!"

Han Fei's eyes were jet black, as if a mist was rising, his lips were still as red as blood, and in his open mouth, two rows of fangs glowed with bloodthirsty luster in the air

"You dare to hurt me! My Liuyun Sect will not let you go!"

In the Netherworld Ghost Domain, Wang Haoran, who had nothing to do, shouted violently.

He himself has the strength of the condensation period, and he would not have been so embarrassed in the battle with Han Fei, everything was due to the underestimation of the enemy!

That's right!

In his eyes, Han Fei has always been an inconspicuous little character, so after the whole battle, he didn't use high-level combat skills at all, even with Jun Mowen in his mind.

It's just that when Han Fei opened up the Netherghost Domain and really posed a threat to him, he had no chance to go all out again, and the spiritual suppression in the Netherworld Ghost Domain directly made him unable to resist at all, so he had to be beaten passively.

"Haha! What about Liuyun Sect?! I, Han Fei, am still afraid that it won't succeed!" Han Fei listened to Wang Haoran's words and said arrogantly without compromise.

"It's too rampant, I don't even pay attention to the Liuyun Sect, you must know that although Wang Haoran is a genius, he can rank in the top ten of the inner disciples in the sect at most, and there are still several disciples who are more demonic than him!"

"Isn't it, it's just relying on some weird tricks to suppress the opponent"

"Be quiet, you guys, now even Wang Haoran is not his opponent, you don't want to live"

"Senior Brother Peng, can you see what kind of trick this young man is doing? It is so weird that he can directly suppress Wang Haoran. Peony frowned slightly, and asked Peng Tan beside her.

Although Lin Xinran didn't speak, she also glanced at the man beside her, obviously very curious.

"If your guess is correct, it should be a spiritual combat skill that is less common than sound killing combat skills!" Peng Tan's eyes flashing as he looked at the battlefield, and he said without turning his head at all.

"Is there really such a wonderful combat skill that can directly attack the opponent's spiritual level, what level does that have to be?!" Peony whispered in surprise. Lin Xinran on the side also looked surprised.

"What grade" Peng Tan retracted his gaze, his head drooped slightly, and his eyes couldn't see the fluctuations of emotions in the shadows. He muttered to himself, "Could it be that this is the inheritance that the strong man said, the ground-level upper-level combat technique?"

"What combat skills?" Peony vaguely heard Peng Tan's muttering to herself, and asked curiously.

Peng Tan raised his head, shook it, and didn't say anything, but refocused his gaze on Han Fei and the others in the Netherworld Ghost Domain.

At this time, Wang Haoran's face was already drenched in cold sweat, and after the intention of retreat was born, he used a swift body technique, wanting to evacuate the Netherworld Ghost Domain as soon as possible. It's just that Han Fei has always been with him, keeping a distance from him not far away, and he is not willing to let him go at all.