Seeing that, the attack of the other two powerful ghosts was about to fall on him.

Wu Xuanlin didn't care about it, only focusing on the two powerful ghosts in front of him.

His goal is simple, that is, to exchange injuries for injuries and end the fight as soon as possible.

Anyway, for me, getting hurt is nothing.

Bang!

Bang!

The sound of two attacks sounding at the same time, one was the sound of Wu Xuanlin and the two powerful ghosts attacking and colliding.

The other was the sound of the rest of the powerful ghosts' attacks falling on Wu Xuanlin.

The attacks of the two powerful ghosts landed on Wu Xuanlin's body, and a hole in his back was immediately torn open.

However, such an injury made Wu Xuanlin not frown.

His goal, from beginning to end, was only the two powerful ghosts in front of him.

As long as you can destroy them, what is a little injury?

When the attack of those two ghosts landed on him.

Wu Xuanlin's attack also collided with the attack of the two powerful ghosts in front of him.

"Give me death!"

Twice as much power as a full burst.

Wu Xuanlin's own strength is enough to be equivalent to a bronze corpse.

Now that he has twice as much explosion, you can imagine how powerful he is under one punch.

I saw the two powerful ghosts in front of him, and the arm that collided with Wu Xuanlin first was directly shattered.

Before they could scream, their bodies burst open.

Fortunately, their bodies are formed by the condensation of Yin Qi.

If this is flesh and blood, you can imagine how bloody this scene is.

Although the ghost is not flesh and blood, it is also very uncomfortable.

The bodies they had worked so hard to condense were blasted by Wu Xuanlin's punch.

All at once it was devastated, and only one soul was left wandering.

Fortunately, Wu Xuanlin did not use the corpse qi, otherwise they would definitely end up scattered.

Seeing the two strongest ghosts, there is no longer any threat.

Wu Xuanlin couldn't help but turn his head to look at the two powerful ghosts who attacked him just now.

Being looked at by Wu Xuanlin like this, the two powerful ghosts who attacked him just now were a little chilled.

They could see the scene just now.

The injured brows didn't frown, and the bodies condensed by the two hundred-year-old ghosts exploded with one punch.

Is this really a human, not a humanoid beast?

Even the two strongest ghosts were blasted by Wu Xuanlin.

Now, he is actually targeted by him.

The battle intent in the hearts of these two powerful ghosts suddenly disappeared without a trace.

If it weren't for being controlled by the evil soul mage, I'm afraid these two powerful ghosts would have chosen to escape in the first place.

However, with the evil soul mage staring, even if fear has arisen in his heart, he has to bite the bullet.

Their courage was commendable, but the result was predestined.

The siege of the four powerful ghosts was still helpless against Wu Xuanlin.

Now that there are only two left, how can they be Wu Xuanlin's opponents?

Soon, they followed in the footsteps of the two powerful ghosts before.

The body was directly blown up by Wu Xuanlin, leaving only a wisp of soul.

After solving the four ghosts on his side.

Wu Xuanlin jumped and rushed towards the battlefield on the other side.

Mao Xiaofeng and the others passed first.

There, it was the battle of Shangguan Jinghui and others.

Shangguan Jinghui and their group of people, except for Shangguan Jinghui, are only about the same strength as Yang Hong at most.

They deal with a ghost, though not to get hurt.

However, if you want to end the battle neatly like Mao Xiaofeng, you can't do it.

With Mao Xiaofeng's help, several powerful ghosts were all subdued.

In the end, only the muscular ghost that Shangguan Jinghui faced was left.

Wu Xuanlin just wanted to rush up to help, but he could hear Shangguan Jinghui shouting:

"I don't need your help!"

Hearing him say this, Wu Xuanlin's footsteps suddenly stopped.

Obviously, Shangguan Jinghui's face is a little unbearable.

Their side is the first to move, and the enemy is not as strong as the other side.

But now, he still has to ask the other party to help, and Shangguan Jinghui's heart can feel better.

For the sake of his own face, he decisively refused Wu Xuanlin's help.

Seeing that he was the only one left, Shangguan Jinghui was also ruthless.

Biting the tip of his tongue, a mouthful of blood spurted out and fell on the seven-star sword in his hand.

Then I saw Shangguan Jinghui shake his hand, and the seven-star sword flew out.

He pinched the law in one hand, and the seven-star sword was like a flying sword, controlled by Shangguan Jinghui from a distance.

That muscular ghost is very good, but under Shangguan Jinghui's desperateness.

In the end, it didn't last long, and it dissipated under Shangguan Jinghui's sword.

Suddenly, the evil soul mage released that all the evil ghosts were destroyed.

"Wu Xuanlin, how is your injury, let me see your wound."

After eliminating all the powerful ghosts, Mao Xiaofeng hurriedly rushed to Wu Xuanlin's side with a concerned look.

The rest of the people were similar, and they all saw that Wu Xuanlin was injured by two powerful ghosts just now, and their faces looked a little worried.

But soon, they were shocked.

Before, they could clearly see that Wu Xuanlin's back was torn open.

But now, except for the torn clothes, his body was intact, and no blood drops were seen.

Wu Xuanlin naturally saw the doubts in their eyes, and couldn't help but feel a headache.

It's not so easy to explain.

Say you're resilient?

Don't talk nonsense, a person can have such a strong recovery ability.

Even if it's an individual, it's going to be treated like a monster.

And just when Wu Xuanlin felt embarrassed.

However, the evil soul mage rescued Wu Xuanlin like rain in time.

"Bang Bang!"

His own powerful ghosts were destroyed, but the evil soul mage did not feel the slightest distress.

Instead, they applauded, as if to express their appreciation for Wu Xuanlin and them.

"The Ma family's dragon god spell, the Mao family's fire control technique, the two should be the contemporary descendants of the southern Mao and the northern horse."

"That little nun seems to be a member of the Jade Spirit Sect, and the other juniors should all be from the Maoshan Sect."

"Tsk, it seems that your background is not small, such a lineup is really a headache."

Although the evil soul mage said this, he did not feel the slightest sign of a headache.

The tone, on the contrary, still had a hint of banter.

His words immediately surprised everyone, but he didn't expect him to see the origin of everyone at a glance.

What's even more frightening is that looking at him, it was just a temptation just now.

A tentative attack had already exhausted Wu Xuanlin and the others.

If he was really serious, how terrifying would he be?

The evil soul mage ignored everyone's surprise, but looked at Wu Xuanlin with interest.

"I now agree more and more with my previous opinion, the body's resilience is so strong, it seems that you are really not an ordinary person."

In the situation just now, the evil soul mage obviously saw it in his eyes.

From the temptation just now, he also sensed that something was wrong with Wu Xuanlin's body.

This immediately piqued his interest.

"Boy, what's your name, now you're qualified to be remembered by me."