With Han Feng's order, all the entourages immediately killed the three red-clothed prison ghosts in front of them.

The three red-clothed prison ghosts just calculated that they had also consumed a lot of strength, and they had no choice but to retreat first in the face of Zhuo Yihang's pursuit, and called the nearby gray walking corpses to come over to help.

Two stout monsters quickly rushed over.

The entourage instantly demonstrated exquisite cooperation. Shangguan Yundun flew out of his hand the usual thick hemp rope, which was soaked in a special potion, and temporarily restrained the two walking corpses with the force of the throw.

Sha Tongtian and Peng Lianhu took the opportunity to rush up, one made the iron oar, the other made the judge's pen, so that the judge's pen Peng Lianhu's skill was originally higher, but because of the small size of the judge's pen, he could not break through the defense of the two walking corpses, and the iron oars in Sha Tongtian's hand sank vigorously, just to restrain the walking corpses, and knocked the two blue-gray monsters away.

Shangguan Yundun took this opportunity to wave the hemp rope in his hand and whipped the two monsters out as spinning tops.

The two roadblocks were temporarily repelled, and the nearby walking corpses were also entangled by the Sacred Heart Gate and the Hanging Sword Division teammates, and the three red-clothed prison ghosts finally had no barrier.

The retinue immediately besieged him.

Han Feng and Chu Qingni watched the tense battle situation in the rear, dealing with the cultists on the battlefield, and their minds became more and more anxious, seizing the time to kill these three red-clothed men should be the only chance.

Looking back, Fang Lanting was already manipulating the white smoke and fighting with the three Earth Demon Generals.

The black and white air currents are like a storm passing through them, causing terrifying devastation on the earth!

While fighting against the cultists, Han Feng said to Chu Qingni:

"Don't you have any back-up at the Sacred Heart Gate?"

Chu Qingni's golden light flowed in his palm, and after knocking away the two cultists, he said:

"Who can know that the Cult Cult Sect will attack in advance, the main forces of our Sacred Heart Gate are not in Fuyuan Dao, there will be no reinforcements, but there are no masters in your Heavenly Court?"

Han Feng didn't answer, he still had an experience card of Chu Liuxiang, and the appearance of the thief of the third grade would definitely be able to suppress the scene...... However, it is not yet to the point where you are really helpless, and you may not have to use your hole cards.

Let's see if Zhuo Yihang and they can kill the three red-clothed prison ghosts......

Zhuo Yihang and Tian Boguang took the lead, holding swords and rushing towards the three prison ghosts.

A prison ghost stepped forward, stretched out his hands, and red blood surged into a giant red curtain.

This bloody giant curtain can't be broken even if it's a six-grade vegetable brocade, and Zhuo Yihang and Tian Boguang, who just saw all this in their eyes, didn't plan to attack it, but bypassed it.

Leaping into the air, turning over the blood-colored giant screen, Zhuo Yihang's "Dharma Swordsmanship" shot!

The illusory golden sword light, the hazy Sanskrit chanting.

The exquisite swordsmanship and internal skills that Venerable Bodhidharma had learned in the eighteen years of facing the wall of Songshan Mountain were used in Zhuo Yihang, showing awe-inspiring majesty, and stabbing at the red-clothed man holding up the blood-colored giant curtain with a volley face.

The man in red hurriedly retreated to dodge the sword, and as he retreated, the blood-colored giant curtain instantly dissipated.

Shangguan Yundun, Tian Boguang and Peng Lianhu seized the opportunity to rush forward.

The two prison ghosts in the rear wanted to help, and their bodies glowed red and wanted to rush up. Shangguan Yundun waved the hemp rope in his hand and used it as a whip to whip the two people back.

Sha Tongtian and Zhongyuan Yihong also rushed forward, and the iron oars and swords attacked in a row, and for a while, they actually entangled the two prison ghosts.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Shangguan Yundun, Tian Boguang, Peng Lianhu and Zhuo Yihang attacked frantically, wanting to take the opportunity to take down the besieged prison ghosts.

The knife in Tian Boguang's hand reflected the clear light, his figure was wrapped in the flowing wind, and the thirteen styles of flying sand and stones were the first to strike, and the knife qi rushed towards this prison ghost.

This prison ghost was surrounded by red blood qi, and with the strength of his flesh, he supported the sword qi attack, jumped forward, and smashed Tian Boguang with a punch, intending to break through from here.

Shangguan Yundun flicked the hemp rope in his hand, wrapped it around the waist of the prison ghost, pulled him back, pulled him away from Tian Boguang, took out a porcelain bottle from his arms, and sprinkled pitch-black poison.

However, after this prison ghost was sprinkled by Shangguan Yundun's poison, it seemed to have no effect at all, and the blood qi in his hand condensed into a red qi sword, and turned around and stabbed Shangguan Yundun.

Shangguan Yundun rolled to the side at the moment of dying, and flashed a fatal blow, but he was also scratched on his arm, and blood spilled.

Chu Qingni looked at this scene and shouted loudly: "Be careful, ordinary poisons can't affect these prison ghosts and walking corpses!"

Shangguan Yundun's face was bitter, and he muttered: "Alas, you girl, why didn't you say it earlier." ”

The prison ghost who injured Shangguan Yundun instantly accelerated and prepared to rush out of the encirclement, Zhuo Yihang and Peng Lianhu chased after him again, and the Wudang serial life-killing sword technique and the judge's life-killing penmanship were both deadly, so fast that they couldn't blink an eye, they attacked left and right, their bodies were like phantoms, and a few breaths left seven or eight blood holes in this prison ghost.

The prison ghost was injured and knew that it was difficult for him to win head-on, so he sold a flaw, and let Peng Lianhu's judge pen stab her left shoulder, and then his arm was forced, and he clamped the judge pen with his shoulder blade, and his right hand flashed red and hit Peng Lianhu.

The sudden fatal move made Peng Lianhu have no time to react.

Fortunately, Han Feng, who was far away from Chu Qingni and fighting with the walking corpse, saw this situation and opened his mouth and let out a loud roar.

"Roar!"

The invisible sound wave struck the Prison Ghost through the air, leaving him in a trance for a moment.

Zhuo Yihang also seized this opportunity, and "Dharma Swordsmanship" shot instantly!

A flash of gold, a streamer!

The figures staggered, and the prison ghost was instantly choked and fell to the ground.

The retinue killed the prison ghost, and the walking corpses nearby had fewer guides, and their movements had slowed down a lot, and the pressure on the side of the Sacred Heart Gate suddenly decreased a lot.

Shangguan Yundun and Zhuo Yihang hurriedly stepped forward to besiege the remaining two prison ghosts.

Sha Tongtian and Zhongyuan Yihong, who were fighting these two prison ghosts, were already covered in injuries and exhausted.

Fortunately, after the retinue joined the battle, the battle situation instantly improved, and the two prison ghosts were also suppressed.

Han Feng and Chu Qingni glanced at each other and rushed towards the battle of besieging the prison ghosts.

As long as the remaining two prison ghosts die, the balance of this battle will be tilted on the side of the Sacred Heart Gate.

However...... Heaven does not obey people's wishes......

A majestic and terrifying momentum descended on the center of the Qishan battlefield!

The two prison ghosts under the siege had already been forced by the entourage to be covered in injuries, but a force of absorption from the air came, and it directly sucked the two people away.

Then, a solemn man dressed in black imperial costumes, wearing a flat sky crown and a golden wheel suspended behind his back descended into the air.

With a wave of his hand, two prison ghosts landed at his feet.

One of the Ten Kings of the Cult, the Wheel King, is coming!

Flicking his sleeves, a circular wave of qi emanated from the Wheel King's body, and all the people and horses on both sides of the Cult and the Sacred Heart Gate within dozens of feet nearby were pushed away.

Only the Wheel King and the two Prison Ghosts at his feet were left in the middle of the battlefield.

"Haven't you let the Sacred Heart Gate surrender yet? ”

As the Wheel King spoke, monstrous black qi rose from his body, rendering the Qishan battlefield as hell.