The moment the formation shattered, the huge qi wave impact and the powerful power of the Zhenshan seal swept down. The mortal-level disciples who were originally hiding in the formation were bleeding one by one, and their breath was instantly sluggish. Some fainted on the spot, and some even died directly.

As the person of the main formation, although Ah Wu is at the peak of the spirit building realm, when the formation is broken, he bears the brunt of the suppression and attack of the Zhenshan Seal, and he also spits blood from his mouth, half-kneeling on the ground, and even his ears and nose began to bleed under the impact of the air wave and the power emanating from the Zhenshan Seal.

When the old man of the ghost clan saw that the formation was broken, he also casually put away the seal of the town, and his figure flashed into the formation, and what he saw were those gray-clothed figures who fell to the ground and a half-kneeling young man disciple.

"Say, where is the Xu boy. The old man of the ghost clan did not have any sympathy or pity on his face, but stared at the half-kneeling young man like a dead man and said.

"Cough, cough" Ah Wu coughed twice, spit out a mouthful of blood, moved his legs with difficulty and sat on the ground, looked at the old man of the ghost clan in front of him, and said hoarsely: "What do you say? What Xu boy? Lao Tzu doesn't know." ”

Faced with the threat of alien race and death, Ah Wu did not have the slightest fear, but calmly faced the old man and said lightly.

When the old man of the ghost clan heard this, his brows furrowed, his eyes flashed, his fingers pointed towards Ah Wu's calf, and he said lightly: "There is a kind! Then let's taste the taste of the raging evil qi first." ”

A finger broke Ah Wu's calf, the blood color suddenly turned pale black, and a yin aura invaded the skin, and Ah Wu, who was already unstable in breath, suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, but he still gritted his teeth and insisted, did not utter a word of begging for mercy, and stared at the ghost clan in front of him with his eyes.

The old man of the ghost clan waited for two breaths, and saw that the young Terran disciple had a painful look on his face, but he never said the slightest word, and immediately frowned, his face showed a trace of impatience, and he raised his right hand, and was about to perform the soul searching technique.

Suddenly, a golden light struck, and that golden light was as fast as lightning, piercing the head of the old man of the ghost clan.

"Huh?" The old man of the ghost clan glanced at the golden light that struck, and under his induction, he instantly saw its face, but it was a dagger.

A gust of wind blew on the cuff of the old man's right hand, and a shriveled bone claw suddenly appeared, grabbing the dagger with lightning speed, and suddenly grabbed it hard, and with a "click", the golden dagger turned into two in an instant.

In an instant, a man with a glaive sword in the distance and about twenty gray-clothed disciples came to the valley mouth, first glancing at the disciple lying on the ground with a sad look, and then staring at the old man of the ghost clan with an angry face.

The old man glanced at the crowd, but did not see the cyan figure in his heart, and the disappointment and anger in his heart suddenly overflowed, and he blamed everything on the gray-clothed crowd in front of him.

"Senior brother, be careful, this thief's strength..."Ah Wu saw Li Huang and the others, his face was happy, and he was about to say something to remind him.

"Noise!" the old man raised his hand and slapped Ah Wu in the face, instantly knocking him out several meters and falling to the ground limply.

"Say, where did the Xu boy go? If you tell this king honestly, maybe you can still leave a life, otherwise, you will die!" The old man of the ghost clan didn't look at the fallen young man, and shouted at the man opposite.

When Li Huang heard this, his brows furrowed, and he didn't know what the other party was talking about. What Xu boy? Who is that, what does it have to do with my Danyang Sect? But the death and tragedy of the disciple in front of him made him see it in his eyes, his face turned angry, and the glaive knife in his hand slammed forward, and he shouted loudly: "The old thief of the ghost clan, hurt my disciple of the Danyang Sect, how can Li allow you to be presumptuous!"

As soon as the words fell, Li Huang's figure jumped up, and the Glaive Knife slashed towards the old man with a "whirring" knife wind.

"Since you are looking for death, then the king will not bother with you. The old man of the ghost clan flashed with a fierce face, his figure flashed, and he came to Li Huang in an instant, his hands poked out of his robe, and directly grabbed Li Huang's heart dantian.

Li Huang was in mid-air, and his heart was suddenly shocked, the strength shown by this old man of the ghost clan was far above his own, and his speed was even more incredible. He had no choice but to force his body slightly sideways in mid-air, and the Glaive slashed at an incredible angle, which happened to meet the old man's withered claws.

The old man of the ghost clan withered claws grasped the blade with one hand, and then suddenly exerted force, "click", and directly grabbed the glaive knife and shattered it. The old man's figure did not stop, and with a lift of his right foot, he suddenly kicked at Li Huang.

Li Huang was surprised that the blade of the knife was shattered, and when he saw the old man kicking him, he wrapped one hand around his chest, resisted slightly, and his whole body was vigorously kicked dozens of meters away, and he fell to the ground, with a trace of blood overflowing from his mouth.

The old man was about to catch up and finish up with this Terran boy who was talking wildly, but he sensed a gust of wind blowing in his face, and a gray figure came to his side. He raised his hand and waved it gently, and with a loud "bang", the old man couldn't help but take half a step back, but the gray-clothed young man took a few steps back before he stood tremblingly.

Li Yuqing stared at the old man in front of him with a solemn face, and under the full force of the dragon sword, he only made the old man take half a step back, and the difference in strength between the two sides was self-evident.

"You, very good. But that's the end of it. The old man came towards Li Yuqing again, but before the ghost came, the cold and cold aura had already come to his face.

Seeing this, the disciples of the Danyang Sect who were rushing from afar threw their blades in their hands and killed the old man of the ghost clan.

"Huh?" The old man of the ghost clan wanted to solve the young man first, but the rush of the blade also made him irritable in his heart, pinching the trick in his hand, his body was in a daze, his hands stretched out and shrunk to the left and right, and then the whole person rose to the ground, and then his hands were in the shape of "claws" in mid-air.

"Yin Nether Claw!" shouted violently, and the sky was full of ghost claws, but it was towards those disciples.

The blades in the hands of the disciples were easily knocked away by the claw shadows that rushed over, and then a crisp sound of "bang" came out, and the disciples below actually flew out one after another, lying on the ground and wailing.

The old man fell to the ground, his face even paler, and he obviously consumed a lot.

Seeing Li Yuqing in the distance, he just held the dragon gong in his hand and looked at himself half-kneeling. The old man of the ghost clan snorted coldly, and he raised his feet and was about to rush to kill.

Suddenly, a soft sound sounded on the side, and he saw a gray short sword coming in an instant, and the sword intent emitted from the short sword made the old man's heart tremble, and his face instantly became solemn and abnormal.

"Whew!"

The short sword stabbed in an instant, and the old man reached out with his right hand, and a small claw of white bone grabbed towards the short sword. Only the invincible little claw made a "stab" sound at the moment when it came into contact with the short sword, and the bone claw broke in response to the sound, and the bone claw was actually lost in ghost power, turning into white bones and shattering to the ground.

"What!Seventh-Order Magic Weapon?How could you urge to get a seventh-order thing!" The old man of the ghost clan felt a pain in his heart, and exhaled with a face full of shock.

It's just that the short sword has come out, and it is the turn of the old man to say more, and he directly attacked and killed him at the door.

The old man toed a little, and the whole person floated out behind him, and then his left hand was thrown upward, and the Zhenshan seal collided directly with the short sword, and the two were at a stalemate for a while.

The old man of the ghost clan saw the gray-clothed man in the distance gesturing, obviously controlling the short sword in the air. There was a sharp look on his face, and the whole person turned into a gray shadow and killed Li Huang.

"If you want to break your blade, you only need to kill this kid who wields his blade. The old man of the ghost clan thought to himself, and the yin aura in his hand became more and more intense.

"Yin Evil Palm!" The old man of the ghost clan actually used his own mastery to kill him with one palm.

The huge ghost palm appeared above Li Huang's head, although it didn't reach his body, but the terrifying cold aura made Li Huang can't help but tremble at the root of his teeth. The already pale face became even more bloodless, and he had to stare at the giant palm that was about to fall with a resolute face.