A flash of light flashed, and the contestants passed through the Xuanwu Gate and began to enter the Qingdao Fortress.

When Feng Zhengyang opened his eyes again, he found that there were no team members around, and there was a gray mist with no end in sight.

Immediately, he activated the aura in his body and began to probe the surrounding situation, but found something amazing.

"How come, the aura can't be dispersed?"

That's right, Feng Zhengyang wanted to use his aura to explore the surrounding situation, but found that his aura seemed to be hindered by something and could not be released.

Looking at the fog that seemed to be getting thicker and thicker around him, Feng Zhengyang decided to put this matter aside for the time being, and now the main thing is to find the team members.

Creak!

Just as the wind was blowing in the dense forest, there was a sudden sound in my ears, an extremely strange sound.

The wind is rising, his eyes are constantly looking around, in such a situation, he naturally has to be cautious, whether it is a demon beast or a contestant, he is the biggest danger now.

Call!

A wind whistled, the wind was raising his heart, his waist turned sharply, turned behind him, and the fist in his hand burst out.

Bang!

I saw that the fist was on top of one person's fist, and a great sound broke out, and what Feng Zhengyang didn't expect was that as soon as he entered it, someone began to shoot.

looked at the opponent who was blasted away by his fist, but saw a sneer on the corner of the opponent's mouth.

Dressed in black, with an extremely strange aura exuding from all over his body, Feng Zhengyang seemed to have some impression of him, and he had seen his appearance in the rematch.

Leng Yi, a disciple of the Ghost Nirvana Sect of the prefecture-level sect.

Feng Zhengyang didn't dare to be careless, and the other party seemed to be quietly watching him, waiting for an excellent opportunity to attack.

Swish!

Leng Yi moved, sneered, and his figure came with the sound of breaking the air, worthy of being a disciple of the Ghost Nirvana Sect, the speed was extremely fast, it was really like a ghost, his palms turned into claw shapes, and he grabbed it towards the chest of the wind, and the momentum was violent.

Feng Zhengyang stared ahead with his eyes, observing Leng Yi's trajectory, and without thinking, the five fingers of his right hand were tightly clenched together, forming a fist, and the fist was monstrous towards Leng Yi's claws.

The fists and claws collided, the fierceness of the claws and the heavy ferocity of the fists, and at the moment of contact, they exploded in an instant, and the bodies of both sides retreated a few steps in unison.

Feng Zhengyang stepped on the ground with his right foot and stopped his body, and Leng Yi turned over and slapped his hand on the ground, only to see that the ground seemed to be torn, and with a force, his body also stayed on the ground.

Leng Yi strained his waist, took a step forward with his body, and said coldly.

"I heard that you are the God of Killing? I have been waiting for you here for a long time, and I have heard about your strength before, but now when I fight, I only find out that it is just like this, how can it be boasted so much!"

After Leng Yi finished speaking, his face was full of ridicule, for a person like him, Feng Zhengyang was just a stepping stone in his eyes, and he could destroy it casually, and his tone when he spoke contained mockery.

Before he could speak, Leng Yi turned into a bolt of lightning, and the spiritual energy in his body gushed out, and a cold and silent breath came out of his body, and he also heard shouting from his mouth.

"Soul Destroying Charm!"

After speaking, I saw skeleton-like ghosts rushing out of his arms, roaring towards the wind, and the bloody mouths seemed to engulf everything around them, which was extremely terrifying.

Just like its name, Soul Slayer, using the power of ghosts to kill opponents with extremely strange attacks, this is the method of the Demon Nirvana Sect.

Feng Zhengyang is not afraid of danger, although he knows that Leng Yi's methods are ruthless, but he already has a way to deal with it, the blood dragon sword itself is a magic weapon with a very heavy killing atmosphere, coupled with Feng Zhengyang's own killing intent, the momentum of the blood dragon sword is even more violent and ferocious, but it is the best way to deal with ghosts.

Take a hair of the dog that bit you!

The blood dragon sword in his hand had already appeared in his hand, and he was tightly held by Feng Zhengyang, only to see a red light flash in Feng Zhengyang's eyes, and his eyes began to turn red.

"Kill the gods!"

Feng Zhengyang roared in his mouth, and the blood and qi all over his body suddenly filled his body, and the killing intent instantly enveloped his entire body, and his body flickered, only to see a red light towards Leng Yi's ghost.

Whoa!

I only heard those ghosts begin to be engulfed by killing intent the moment they touch their own blood, and let out an extremely painful wail.

Seeing this, Leng Yi couldn't help but widen his eyes, his face changed, and as soon as his arm was retracted backwards, he was about to take the ghost back, but Feng Zhengyang would not give him this opportunity, his arm shook, and the killing intent suddenly turned into a streamer, and the ghost was swallowed in an instant.

"No!!"

Leng Yi's pupils contracted, and he began to scream as he watched his ghost be swallowed by the killing intent of the wind little by little.

At the moment when he wailed, Feng Zhengyang's body had already appeared above him, holding the Blood Dragon Sword in his right hand, and he swung it towards Leng Yi with a single sword.

Leng Yi's eyes narrowed, wanting to dodge, and the aura around him became weird because of it, but Feng Zhengyang seemed to have expected it.

The method of shrinking the ground into an inch has already been performed in an instant, Leng Yi slammed his fists upward, and one punch broke up Feng Zhengyang's body, just when he was about to be happy, there was a cold breath from his neck, and he only heard the sound of Feng Zhengyang coming from behind him.

"You lose, hand over the tokens. ”

Leng Yi then took a deep breath, closed his eyes tightly, and then slowly opened, his palm reached into his arms, took out an object, and threw it behind him, it was the token.

Feng Zhengyang took the token thrown by Leng Yi, held it in his hand, then glanced at it and put it in his arms.

After doing this, the wind turned away, and after a few ups and downs on the ground, he disappeared in place.

Feng Zhengyang found a place, sat cross-legged, secretly ran the Nebula Technique, and recovered his aura, although he was not injured in the battle with Leng Yi just now, he almost suffered a loss, Leng Yi's methods were too weird, fortunately, he had a way to deal with it, otherwise he was afraid that he would suffer a big loss.

The aura around him didn't seem to be as thick as he imagined, and Feng Zhengyang's recovery was a lot slower, I don't know how long it took, Feng Zhengyang slowly put away the Nebula Jue, his aura was completely recovered, and he was about to stand up, when he suddenly exclaimed!

"Not good!"

Thundered!

The wind was blowing and leaping decisively, and a dark green arrow struck at him wherever he was.

I saw that the dark green arrow suddenly hit the ground, and it made a sizzling sound, and then the ground began to corrode, and in a blink of an eye, a pit of more than one meter appeared.

Roar!

Feng Zhengyang was undecided, and looked in the direction where the sharp arrow came from, only to see a black shadow resting on top of a huge tree, emitting the roar of a demon beast.