Grinning, in Long Cheng's suspicious gaze, Kong Fang just quietly watched Mu Lao slowly move closer to the ghost beast.

didn't take action to sabotage Mu Lao, not because Kong Fang was suddenly merciful, but-

"A ghost beast that has reached the peak of the Spiritual Silence Realm, even if it is tied by this sword like an artistic conception level, but if you want to take the opportunity to reduce its cheapness, it doesn't seem to be so simple. Kong Fang muttered softly, and the smile on his face became brighter.

The sword was at the head, and the roar of the ghost beast never stopped from the beginning. The seven thick dragon-like tentacles swung across the air, blocking the sword in mid-air, unable to truly descend. However, it is clear that in order to be able to do this, the price paid by the Ghost Beast itself is definitely not small. The increasing number of wounds on the seven tentacles on the body and the thickening blood mist around them seemed to explain this very well.

But even so, there was not the slightest panic in the ghost's huge eyes that shimmered with scarlet light, although there was fatigue, but more of an extremely human excitement. Because with the passage of time, the silver-white sword is constantly dissipating!

"Roar!" At this moment, the ghost beast suddenly roared angrily, and the tyrannical intent in the roar made even Kong Fang, who was not far away, couldn't help but tremble. Seven thick tentacles flying in the air blocking the sword rays trembled in unison at this moment. The huge body of the ghost beast suddenly burst into a puff of piercing blood at this moment.

"It's broken. Kong Fang watched a little stunned as the ghost beast absorbed the middle-aged man's eighth tentacle. At this time, this tentacle, which was thicker than an ordinary thigh, was completely broken from it. A large amount of blood gushed frantically from the large wound in the bowl.

"Roar!" the ghost beast roared wildly, and a pair of scarlet eyes like two red lanterns stared at Mu Lao, who was about to fly away after a successful blow.

"It's broken, Ha Luha, Mu Lao succeeded. In the distance, Long Cheng looked at the scene in front of him, his face full of joy. The strength of the Ghost Beast is its eight unusually thick tentacles, and at this time, one tentacle is cut off, which is also a heavy blow to the Ghost Beast. The breaking of a tentacle made the Ghost Beast's combat power weaken a lot in an instant, and when it started fighting again, this broken tentacle would not only not be able to become a powerful attack weapon, but would become a weakness of the Ghost Beast.

The more he thought about it, and then he listened to the ghostly beast's terrible roar, the smile on Long Cheng's face became brighter. However, this bright smile suddenly froze on his face in the next moment.

Seven thick tentacles descended from the sky like an angry dragon, drawing towards Mu Lao who wanted to retreat in all directions. The air seemed to be detonated by these seven tentacles at this moment, making a piercing sound of breaking wind.

"Danger!" his heart suddenly jumped, and Mu Lao, who had won the blow, didn't have time to rejoice, and looked at the seven thick tentacles that rolled out from all directions, and his pupils contracted fiercely. These seven tentacles can even be blocked by the sword that has reached the level of artistic conception, and its difficulty and strength can be seen. At present, these seven tentacles are coming, which suddenly makes Mu Lao have a strong sense of crisis.

"The hatred of the broken arm, this hatred is really great. However, he gave up the sword in mid-air and turned all his strength against this old guy. Hehe, it's a good look. Seeing this scene, Kong Fang was not surprised.

The ghost beast gave up the silver-white sword that blocked the mid-air, and instead used all its strength to attack Long Cheng, the biggest reliance of the young sect master of the Tianyun Sect on this trip-Mu Lao, this martial artist in the late stage of the Spirit Silence Realm.

Although a ghost beast that could enter the realm at any time at the peak of the Spiritual Silence Realm had a tentacle cut off, how much strength could it burst out in its furious state? Especially in the monstrous hatred, this is even more terrifying.

Knock! knock...... A sound like thunder continued to spread on Mu Lao's body. Under the collective bombardment of the ghost beast angrily flicking seven thick tentacles, even the situation of Mu Lao, a martial artist in the late stage of the Spirit Silence Realm, was not much better than the previous middle-aged man in the middle stage of the Spirit Silence Realm. After blocking a few of the tentacles, he was bombarded by the others.

How powerful is the strength of a ghostly beast as large as a small dirt slope? Just listening to the sound of this explosion like a muffled thunder can tell a thing or two. Even if he had Yuan Li's protective body, but in that violent bombardment again and again, Mu Lao's face quickly turned pale. What's even more frightening is that the seven tentacles are bombarded from all directions, and every time Mu Lao wants to retreat with the strong force of the bombardment, he will be blocked back by the rest of the tentacles.

For a while, Mu Lao, who was in the late stage of the dignified Spirit Silence Realm, was like a meat target and was bombarded indiscriminately by the furious ghost beast. However, after all, it was the existence of the late stage of the Spirit Silence Realm, and although the attack of the ghost beast was crazy, it was obviously impossible to take down Mu Lao in a short period of time.

Boom!

At this moment, the silver-white sword in mid-air, which had consumed a lot of Yuan Power before the Ghost Beast, slashed heavily at the Ghost Beast's huge body. Avoiding the fatal head, but it was still swept to the chest, and the place on the chest of the ghost beast was directly blurred with flesh and blood that had been blasted by the fierce sword qi. Blood gushed out of it again, accompanied by a painful roar from the Soul Beast.

"Okay!" Long Cheng clapped his hands and shouted hello.

The tentacle was cut off before, but now it was slashed by the sharp sword qi on its body, and the breath of the ghost beast dropped a lot in just a few breaths. Moreover, the criss-crossing wounds on his body also made the ghost beast constantly spew out of the piercing blood, which made it even weaker.

Boom! The blow knocked Mu Lao back a few steps, and the scarlet eyes of the ghost beast swept around, and seven blood-drenched tentacles suddenly slapped on the ground below him. The next moment, the huge body of the ghost beast actually began to move in the opposite direction of everyone.

"Elder Mu, hurry, stop it!" Seeing this scene, Long Cheng suddenly exclaimed, because the ghost beast was about to run away! It took so much effort, if you can't get this ghost beast in the end, it will be a real tragedy.

When Mu Lao, who was originally standing still, heard this, a wry smile appeared on his face. At this time, although the ghost beast had been hit hard under the successive blows, its strength had decreased a lot. But under the crazy and deadly attack of the ghost beast before, his condition was also not very good. Although it is better than the current ghost beast. But the result of the real fight is still unknown.

At this time, the ghost beast retreated on its own, which was already the best result. After all, when a demon beast at the peak of the Spirit Silence Realm was really desperate, it was a little chilling to think about that kind of power. Mu Lao knew very well that it would be extremely difficult to kill this ghost beast even if he tried to kill it, and it was definitely not difficult to drag himself to death even before he died. What's more, it is even more impossible to knock it down, not to kill it.

It's just that he can say all this to Long Cheng, who is already red-eyed?

Mu Lao smiled bitterly again and shook his head, and was about to float towards the ghost beast. However, at this moment, a whisper suddenly came to mind beside him.

"Heaven-shattering palms. Kong Fang muttered to himself, and he didn't know when Lu Dao had appeared on Mu Lao's side. The palm that glowed with a terrifying glow suddenly hit Mu Lao's waist when Kong Fang whispered the words "Collapse Heaven Palm".

At this moment, the strong Yuan Force blasted on Mu Lao's waist with the domineering energy of the Shattering Heaven Palm. In an instant, Mu Lao's body was directly blown away.

Trembling and getting up from the ground, Mu Lao's face turned pale, and the place where Kong Fang had been hit with his Shattering Heaven Palm was already a blur of flesh and blood. Although he used Yuan Force to block it at the end of the day, it was in a hurry after all, and it was already a traumatized body, so he couldn't mobilize much Yuan Force at all. What's more, the domineering strength of the Shattered Sky Palm is so easy to resist.

With one successful blow, he directly hit the old guy in the late stage of the Spirit Silence Realm, who was the biggest threat to him, and there was no smug look on Kong Fang's calm face, just watching the figure of the ghost beast disappearing from a distance gradually blurred. Then he turned around slightly and looked at Long Cheng, who was still looking incredulous on the side.

"Impossible! This can't be!" Long Cheng's face was distorted, and he screamed hideously, "I'm going to kill you!"

With a heavy foot on the ground, Long Cheng rushed towards Kong Fang in a frenzy, and his hideous face continued to magnify in Kong Fang's sight.

Looking at Long Cheng's sweeping figure, Kong Fang only frowned with some disgust. Although he was the young sect master of the Tianyun Sect, Long Cheng's own strength was really a bit miserable, and his cultivation that could barely rely on external strength to reach the Spiritual Silence Realm was even more shabby.

Without using the Heaven Shattering Palm, Kong Fang just blasted out a flat punch towards Long Cheng. All I heard was a crisp crash, followed by a somewhat mournful cry. Long Cheng's figure was blasted upside down at a faster speed than when he came, and the palm of his right hand held in his left hand was even more strangely twisted.

"Well, Space Ring. Suddenly, Kong Fang's expression moved, looking at a black iron ring worn on the middle finger of Long Cheng's distorted right palm, and his figure quickly swept towards Long Cheng who flew upside down in a flash.

Standing like a knife, a cold cold light slipped from Long Cheng's right wrist.

"This space ring is mine. ”

In the splash of blood, Long Cheng heard such an indifferent word, and then the whole person's vision began to blur.