Ye Hong saw that his spiritual power was leaking out like a flood, sweat flowed from his forehead, he gritted his teeth, retracted his left hand into a palm and hit the hilt of the sword hard, the long sword got a thrust, and rushed towards Han Xiao like an arrow from the string.

Ye Hong's sword is called Yuanhong, it is a four-grade spiritual weapon, and when the spiritual weapon reaches more than three grades, it can be channeled, and the master only needs one thought, and the spiritual weapon above the fourth grade will move with the master's mind. At the same time, spiritual weapons above the fourth grade, both in terms of tenacity and attack power, are several times higher than those of the third-grade spiritual weapons, and they require more powerful spiritual power to operate, which non-foundation building monks cannot control.

His long sword sensed that his master had given him an order to die, and let out a wail, and the sword body turned red, and it came straight to Han Xiao's throat with tragedy.

The Hongyuan Sword had Ye Hong's thrust, and it followed Han Xiao's suction, and almost in the blink of an eye, the Yuanhong Sword was against Han Xiao's throat.

At this moment, the Yuanhong Sword suddenly stopped moving, and with another mournful roar, it flipped up and down, generating strong winds, blowing back the suction power of Han Xiao's spurt.

However, the Yuanhong Sword only blocked the time for Han Xiao to breathe for a few days, and was absorbed by Han Xiao Most of the spiritual power, the red light on his body turned gray-black, Han Xiao roared, and the last trace of vitality of the Yuanhong Sword was also dispersed, and it suddenly broke and fell to the ground in several sections.

At this time, Ye Hong quickly became invisible at the moment when the suction was stopped by the Yuanhong Sword, and then disappeared.

After this fight with Han Xiao, Ye Hong was completely frightened, hiding in the dark, looking at the Yuanhong Sword that was broken into several pieces, and his heart was dripping with pain. Gritted his teeth and looked at Han Xiao, seeing where he was still pretending to sell flaws, he was ashamed and annoyed, his teeth grinded and gurgling, and he didn't dare to appear in front of Han Xiao, this powerful ghost in front of him was not only ferocious but also scheming, not that he could fight, everything had to be considered in the long run.

Han Xiao lazily reclined on the ground, squinting slightly, looking relaxed and comfortable, but there was a ghostly light in his slightly squinted eyes, and countless black threads in his body that could not be seen by the naked eye spread in all directions, looking for the flaws in the Red Spirit Array.

Ye Hong retreated from the Red Spirit Great Array, and immediately heard Tang Hua say coldly: "Waste is waste, even if it is assisted by the Red Spirit Great Array." It's still rubbish!"

When Ye Hong heard this, his old face turned red, and he was even more annoyed in his heart, but he couldn't refute it, and his strength was not as good as others, so he couldn't hold it in his heart and grinded his upper and lower teeth, "Senior Sister Tang, that powerful ghost is very evil, if you don't believe it, I can take you into the battle and try it with him." ”

Tang Hua raised her eyebrows, and was about to agree, when Yao Xue suddenly arrived in front of her like a gust of wind and whispered a few words in her ear.

Tang Hua listened to Yao Xue's whisper, frowned, looked at Ye Hong and snorted coldly, and then ignored him.

At this moment, Ling Feng suddenly smiled and said, "Since Senior Sister Tang refuses to make a move, then it is up to Ling to do it for you." ”

Ye Hong was shocked when he heard this, the strength shown by the powerful ghost was not something that the monks of the foundation building realm could contend with, Ling Feng was far superior to him in terms of reputation and strength, if he was also defeated by the hands of the powerful ghost, then who else would laugh at him again, and he would save some face.

Thinking of this, I was a little excited, but my face was full of worry, and I said pretendly: "Senior Brother Ling, what I said to Senior Sister Tang just now was angry, that powerful ghost is really evil, I'm afraid I'll lose my life if I don't feel it, Senior Brother Ling think twice!"

Ling Feng waved his hand and said impatiently, "Take me there!"

Ye Hong was stunned, everyone is a foundation building monk, and they are all considered to be the number one person in their respective sects, if they usually meet, they are all polite to each other, they didn't think that if they made a fool of themselves today, the other party would look down on them.

Thinking of this, Ye Hong's face turned cold, "Senior Brother Ling, let me say it again, that powerful ghost is extremely ferocious, and he is extremely resourceful, he can be killed by a non-foundation building monk, if you want to go in, I can't stop you, but the ugly words are in front, if you die under the hands of the powerful ghost, it has nothing to do with my Spirit Yin Sect." ”

The corners of Ling Feng's mouth were slightly hooked, his long sleeves flicked, and he said in a loud voice: "I, Ling Feng, survived in the world, just to kill the evil ways of the world and benefit the common people, and I can die where I want, what are I afraid of!"

Every word of his words is full of heroism and ambition, which makes people feel angry when they hear it, and the blood in his body is also boiling.

"Uncle Ling, Qing Wu is willing to kill all the ghosts with you, and return me to a great world in Beishan!" Qing Wu held his sword in both hands, bowed to Ling Feng, and said excitedly.

Her words made those disciples of the Dragon and Tiger Sect who were about to move jump out, and at the same time hugged their swords and bowed: "Senior Uncle, I am willing to fight for the common people of the world and get rid of this powerful ghost with Senior Uncle." ”

The voice was so loud that it went straight to the clouds, attracting the ordinary people hiding in the pavilion to look sideways, and a woman covered her chest with a fan and whispered: "The voice is loud, it's all silver guns, and it's useless to hit it twice." ”

Another woman said: "Sister is stupid, those are all immortals, although your voice is small, you can't escape the ears of immortals." ”

The woman who spoke earlier pursed her lips, "So many immortals can't even clean up a ghost, and in the end they have to go up together, fart immortals, I think it's almost the same as a fairy stick." ”

His words caused everyone in the room to burst into laughter, and the tension suddenly relaxed a lot.

Hearing the laughter in the room, and the faint sound of talking, especially the content of the speech, made this group of immortal cultivators blush.

Ling Feng's face sank, and he raised his hand to stop the disciples of the Dragon and Tiger Sect, "Needless to say, it's just a little ghost to clean up, and I am enough for one person." ”

The disciples of the Dragon and Tiger Sect saw that he had made up his mind, and they didn't dare to say anything more when they heard the ridicule of those mortals in the attic.

"A man who sells his reputation and reputation. Ye Hong sneered and entered the Red Spirit Great Array with Ling Feng.

Although the Red Spirit Array is powerful, it can't do the ability to isolate everything, Han Xiao can hear what is said outside, the two nights of being a ghost have never been peaceful, those immortals he once thought were shouting for the common people in the world, but when it came to the end, which one did not push his companions out to die, in exchange for the chance of his own life. Even in order to survive, even dignity and backbone can be desired, this kind of immortal is not even as good as the villagers of their Hanjia Village, which is also why, the more Han Xiao comes into contact with these immortals, the more he despises these immortals, even in the face of hundreds of immortals, even if these immortals are stronger than him, but in his eyes, these people are just mortals who are more afraid of death than mortals, and he Han Xiaoche is already a dead person.

"Here, you must suck one dry this time, otherwise I am afraid that I will not be able to escape tonight. Han Xiao said in a low voice, thinking that the enemy was outside, the dead air on his body boiled.

He forcibly suppressed it, pretending to be nothing, and quietly felt the murderous aura getting closer and closer, the murderous aura was several times stronger than the murderous aura of the previous person, Han Xiao raised five fingers and knocked on the ground in turn, and his eyes showed a strange light.

At this moment, a sudden gust of wind broke through the air, Han Xiao's eyes flashed, and his reclining body seemed to be pushed upward, standing up straight, his left hand was thrown out, and a black gas of death was released, heading towards the direction of the murderous aura.

"Hmph, is that all there is to it?" Ling Feng snorted coldly, walked out of the void, flicked his sleeves, and a wave of Haoran righteousness rushed towards the black qi of death.

The two qi slammed into one place, forming a wave of qi, which rolled left and right, disappearing into the Red Spirit Great Array.

Han Xiao looked at the person, and saw that the other party was a middle-aged man in his thirties, wearing a Taoist robe embroidered with a red tiger, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, with mountains and rivers on his face, and the Confucian scholar Changhu floated in the wind, like a true immortal, it was Ling Feng.

Ling Feng's eyes were like electricity, and he was also looking at Han Xiao coldly, "Ghost thing, God has the virtue of a good life, you kill innocents so indiscriminately, mess up the way of heaven, today I will accept you on behalf of heaven." ”

The corners of Han Xiao's mouth hooked, "Heavenly Dao, the reason why Heavenly Dao is chaotic is simply because this is your own assumption of immortal cultivators, the strong are the Dao, and the weak are the Dao." If the weak disobey the way of the strong, they will be chaotic and deserve to die. And the strong ones have always gone against their own path, and they live better than anyone else!"

The crow was stunned when he heard this, and felt that this sentence was very familiar, I don't know how many years ago, he seemed to hear which peerless powerhouse was surrounded by another group of peerless powerhouses, staring at the galaxy universe in despair, and shouted out this sentence of injustice to fate.

Ling Feng is not like a crow who has been numb by the shock of what happened to Han Xiao, and he has slaughtered countless powerful ghosts, and there are not a few powerful ghosts with spiritual intelligence, and he has also talked to these powerful ghosts verbally, most of them are intimidating or begging for mercy, and he has never heard of a powerful ghost who can say such a great way, even if there are many immortal cultivators who can say such a truth?

"You are definitely not as simple as a powerful ghost, what are you?" Ling Feng frowned, since the ancestor of the Dragon and Tiger Sect opened the mountain and established the sect, he has killed countless demons and monsters, including many fierce devils and demons in the Yuanying Realm, but there are such intelligent ghosts, the Dragon and Tiger Sect's classics have never been recorded in the Tibetan history, and the master and the ancestor have never heard of it.

Ling Feng concluded that Han Xiao was not a powerful ghost, but another kind of creature that appeared in front of people in the form of a powerful ghost, a creature that had never appeared in the Beishan lineage.

Han Xiao smiled, laughing loudly and sadly, "I'm not a ghost, I want to, I want too!"

As he spoke, the power of life towards death in his body suddenly activated, and the picture of Ye Hong's Yuanhong Sword flashed in his mind, and the fifth layer of life to death was quietly operated, and the thoughts in his heart moved, and a black gas emitted and turned into the Hongyuan Sword in his mind.

Seeing this, Ling Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, and the powerful ghost in front of him could even transform into magical powers, which made him feel a little more warlike in shock.

"If you want to fight, I will fight!" Ling Feng shouted, pinched a sword trick in his right hand, pointed forward, and the long sword on his waist burst out of its sheath and flew in the air.

Ling Feng's sword is higher than Ye Hong's Hongyuan sword, it is a five-grade spiritual weapon, and the fifth-grade spiritual weapon is more spiritual than the fourth-grade spiritual weapon, which can distinguish between good and bad like a dog, and identify the owner.

The attributes obtained by the spiritual weapon will reach a certain level under the continuous cultivation of the owner, even without the assistance of spiritual power, a sword flying out, it can also emit the power of lightning and thunder, wind and waves, mountain collapse, and fire and hell.

And Ling Feng's sword, under Ling Feng's crazy warmth, already possessed the golden thunder attribute.