Canghu looked at the sky, so anxious, and said, "If you can't break this method, won't it be more difficult to deal with when it drags on until the full moon?"

The shadow of smoke suddenly walked into that array, and everyone's hearts froze, and it was obvious that the reflection in front of him was loose and immediately dissipated. The smoke shadow pointed at Yu Chahan again, and Yu Chahan stepped forward, but saw a shadow chasing after him. The shadow of the smoke shattered the shadow with a palm, and Yu Chahan let out a "wow", bleeding from his mouth, but he did not die.

Canghu immediately understood: This formation is completely ineffective against people with high mana and supreme internal strength, and they only need to reach the realm of the ghost head to enter without harm.

Yanying said: "This method isolates the weak, Wu Qi forced me to wait for the best of the master before I could fight with him." ”

Lang Xie's heart was shocked: "This traitor is really cunning. In this way, we have become a burden to thousands of troops. But at this point, he was no longer allowed to be afraid.

Kunpeng said: "In this case, anyone who is confident that he has the ability of ten thousand ghosts and ghosts will enter the formation together and fight Wu Qi in a decisive battle." Everyone went to the three places together to break the formation as soon as possible. ”

Among the heroes, Lang Xie, Lang Jun, Guo Xuanao, Canghu, Qing Chop, Chen Lingxu, Qing Zhong, Chu Xiaoling, Kunpeng, Tai Yuanqi, Dong Caiying, Yanying, Xiao Shen, Jun Linchen, etc., are all skilled, and they will not be affected when they enter the formation.

Yanying said: "Let's not fall for the enemy's plan to divert the tiger from the mountain, I will stay in the army, and I will not go in." ”

Everyone glared at him, but Smoke Shadow ignored him. Dong Caiying had no intention of being an enemy with Panxuan, shook his head and said, "I will also stay here to prevent the enemy from attacking." ”

Tai Yuanqi thought to himself: "At this juncture, you can't make extraneous branches. This reckless man has turned against him, and when I am victorious, I will come back and deal with him. He nodded in agreement.

Everyone hurriedly discussed, and decided that Lang Xie, Lang Jun, Guo Xuanao, and Kunpeng would go all the way to the west. Canghu, Qing Chop, Chen Lingxu, and Qingzhong went all the way to the east, and Tai Yuanqi, Chu Xiaoling, Xiao Shen, and Jun Linchen went all the way to the north and rushed to the place where the formation was broken.

Seeing these many good players, the heroes all stirred in their hearts and gave birth to unshakable confidence, feeling that such an attack would mean that there were countless soldiers in the array, and they might not be able to defeat these supreme and powerful warriors in the mortal world, and each of them was experienced in a hundred battles and had outstanding talents, and there was no reason to lose no matter how strong they fought wits and strength.

Tai Yuanqi smiled, his heart gradually calmed down, and said: "Although we have a prosperous lineup, we must not take it lightly, let alone disagree with each other, and we should work together." ”

Everyone nodded, looked cautious, and went their separate ways, entering the city and not seeing.

.....

Lang Xie and the others went smoothly and did not encounter obstacles, and the people in the city hid in their homes, looking through the window, not daring to make a sound. Seeing a faint layer of mist floating everywhere, the enemy couldn't help frowning when he didn't show up.

Lang Jun said with a smile: "Wu Qiding didn't expect this formation to be ineffective for us, and I don't know how we know to break the formation, why should the eldest brother worry?"

Lang Xie said: "It's just that why can't you see any enemy in the way?"

Lang Jun looked disdainful and said, "It's just a death when you come." If the four of us join forces, even the king of Hades can only flee in the wilderness..."

Suddenly, Guo Xuanao pointed to the shelter of the fog and shouted, "There are people there!"

The hearts of the three of them froze, Kunpeng struck out with a palm, blowing away the mist, only to see a blue-robed man sitting in the distance, that person with long hair and a resolute face, it was the iron-faced ruthless judge in the city at the end of the city, one of the right-hand men of the city lord.

When Kunpeng saw this person, he remembered the hatred at that time, and he was angry, and shouted: "Hon Hai, now that the defeat of the city has been decided, do you still have the courage to come out?"

Hon Hai said: "How can I allow Er and others to destroy Wu Qi's hard work?"

Lang Xie remembered the rumors in the world: this Hon Hai martial arts is extremely high, and it is rumored to be even better than Wu Qi, and since he was born, he has never been defeated, and even Kunpeng has been defeated in his hands. But at this time, the four masters of their own side, each of them is better than the realm of the ghost head, this person came, but the mantis arm was just a car.

Lang Jun drew his sword in his hand and said, "Master, let's go!" Guo Xuanao's body shook, and when he came to Hon Hai, he shouted: "Kill, kill, whoever stands in the way must all die." The black sword in his palm burned, turning into an arc.

Hon Hai reached out and took Lang Jun's sword qi, and let go of his body, avoiding Guo Xuanao's sword moves. He has injected internal force into Dading one after another these days, and even though he has recovered extremely quickly, he still needs to use it carefully.

Kunpeng stepped into the gossip array, slapped a palm, the palm power disappeared inexplicably, and inexplicably emerged from behind Hon Hai, and he was really ghostly. Hon Hai turned around and caught him with his palm.

Lang Evil Luck Long Xuan Wuji Gong, a move "Flying Dragon Entry", kicked towards the door of Hon Hai. Hon Hai punched back, and with a loud bang, the ground collapsed, and the two of them retreated.

The four masters each have a round of attack and defense, secretly estimating this Hon Hai martial arts, it is really very good, in terms of internal strength, it is better than everyone, but it is far from the four people joining forces, who knows that it can come and go, it is really brave.

Lang Xie raised his heart of love for talents, and said: "Hon Hai, I have heard that you are an upright person, and you have this skill, and you are far above that Wu Qi, why don't you abandon the darkness and turn to the light?"

Hon Hai sneered: "Except for Wu Qi, there is no one in the world who is worthy of my follow, how can you compare with his big tree?"

Lang Xie was furious, and made the remnant sword heart trick, the invisible blade in his left hand stabbed out, and a golden dragon flew away in his right palm. Hon Hai put out both palms and blocked them together.

Guo Xuanao said in a loud voice: "Brother Yi, let's deal with this demon together!" He was delirious, seeing Long Xuan's Wuji Gong, he regarded Lang Xie as Lang Shitian, but his martial arts were really powerful, and he slashed down with a sword, and his momentum was like a landslide. Hon Hai grabbed the black fire sword with his left hand, and the internal force of the two of them spread out, ping pong, and the trees on the side, some of them burned, and some of them collapsed.

Kunpeng suddenly emerged from behind him, and with a move of "Flying Star Candle", he used his palm as a sword and attacked Hon Hai's vital point. Hon Hai leaned slightly, snorted, and was hit on his left arm by this palm. Kunpeng's palm shifted its strength in a formation, directly through the true qi of the body, and hit Hon Hai's body. Hon Hai looked pained, and his body was unstable for a while.

Lang Jun's body circled, the sword shadows were one after another, this move "flowing wind back to snow" was as fast as lightning, and the power was like a hurricane, it was already a unique skill that he had practiced all his life, and he had won the true biography of Guo Xuanao, and it was also he who saw Hon Hai revealing his flaws and decided to kill him with one move.

In an instant, Guo Xuanao grabbed Lang Jun's body and lifted him up, and in the rustling sound, several ghosts appeared where Lang Jun was just now, and they were all chopped, and the stone slab was cut open like tofu, going deep into Zhangxu, if Guo Xuanao's reaction was a little slower and half a beat, Lang Jun would be seriously injured if he didn't die.

Lang Jun's face turned pale and shouted, "What kind of kung fu is this?"

Kunpeng said: "His name is Ten Thousand Souls Royal Court, and his internal strength is quietly diverging, if you don't know what it is, it is extremely difficult to prevent it, everyone should be careful." ”

Guo Xuanao seemed to be even more crazy all of a sudden, and he muttered: "It's amazing, it's amazing, we're looking for the wrong person, this enemy is terrible." ”

Lang Xie thought to himself: "Master is crazy and cowardly!" Pretending to be his father Lang Shitian, he shouted: "Brother Yi, let's attack this person together!"

Kunpeng observed the situation, and suddenly appeared, several palm forces were sandwiched in the fist wind, fluctuating, looking for flaws and moving.

Guo Xuanao stubbornly swung his sword and struck, and several black flames spread, instantly sealing Hon Hai's retreat, and at the same time, he grabbed the sword and struck Hon Hai from his side.

I saw Hon Hai turn his hands, and three purple lights appeared through the air, turning into three ghosts with teeth and claws, one ghost flew towards Guo Xuanao, one ghost blocked in front of him, and a ghost circled around, I don't know what to do.

Guo Xuanao screamed "ah", shouted: "Senior sister, junior sister!" From the ghost, he saw the shadow of his lover who died in front of the wandering sand, he hugged the ghost, tears rained down, the ghost twisted his body, and came out of his arms, Guo Xuanao chased after him, and he couldn't care about Hon Hai anymore.

Kunpeng dodged the erratic ghost, only to feel that its whereabouts were strange, and he couldn't see the changes in the pulse clearly, and the power of this Fuxi Heavenly Dao was sharply reduced, and he was entangled for a long time, and finally expelled the ghost with one palm.

Seeing that the two of them were blocked, Lang Xie was furious, his hands and feet became heavier, and with a bang, he smashed the ghost that was in the way, and at the same time hit Hon Hai in the abdomen with a heavy punch, and then flew up and kicked Hon Hai out. Lang Jun happened to arrive, a sword pierced from Hon Hai's ribs, through his stomach, Hon Hai snorted, and slapped back, in the sound of "Titica", Lang Jun's mouth spurted blood, and the ribs were broken, like falling leaves with the wind, falling far away, and fainting in the air.

Hon Hai was so badly injured that he drew his long sword, threw it on the ground, and slowly sat down.

Seeing Lang Jun's fiasco, Lang Xie was not worried, but rejoiced: "I thought that his martial arts had improved by leaps and bounds over the years, but I didn't expect it to be like this." He was so seriously injured that most of his life could not be saved, and this Hon Hai was also dying. ”

He sighed, summoned the remnant sword, spread all around Hon Hai, and said with a smile: "Your Excellency is able to fight hard until now, and it is admirable that you can still fight hard. Kunpeng remembered that he was about to avenge his apprentice, his eyes were excited, and he shouted, "Let me suck his blood dry!"

Hon Hai turned to Guo Xuanao and said, "Yiren is no longer here, how can you survive by yourself?"

The ghost whispered as if it were nothing, drifting away in the wind. Guo Xuanao laughed, burst into tears, kowtowed to the passing purple ghost, and suddenly the long sword was horizontal, cutting his throat, bleeding like an infusion, and he was desperate in a blink of an eye, and he was still smiling when he died.

Lang Xie and Kunpeng's expressions changed drastically, Rao is far from the upper hand at the moment, and he still couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. Lang Evil said angrily, "What did you do to Master?"

Hon Hai said: "When he died, he was reunited with the love of his life, happier than everyone else in the world." Do you two want to see your dead relatives too?"

In an instant, a person came in front of Lang Xie, dressed luxuriously and majestic, it was Lang Shitian who was killed by him, he screamed loudly, and couldn't help but retreat again and again.

The figures around Kunpeng stood up, all of them were the disciples of the Qilin Pavilion that he had killed with his own hands, Kunpeng's eyes were wide, blood and sweat were raining on his forehead, and he said angrily: "What kind of trick is this? What kind of trick is this?"

Hon Hai stood up and said, "When you kill someone, you will be haunted by resentful spirits, and the resentful spirits will inject wisps of resentment into your souls, and I will just bring them to an end to the past grievances, so as to bring them from the Gathering Soul Mountain." ”

Lang Shitian punched Lang Xie, Lang Xie returned a move, the two of them knew the enemy with internal strength, and with a bang, their true qi rushed straight to the sky. Lang Xie couldn't help but tremble and shouted, "This is true! This is a real person! Hell, hell!"

Kunpeng looked at Hon Hai in despair, and it was only at this time that he realized that what Guo Xuanao said was true.

They've got the wrong people, and they're terrible.

Kunpeng shouted, "Who the hell are you, why do you have such magical powers?"

Hon Hai smiled and said, "Kunpeng, when you were up and down in the Immortal Dew Spring, didn't you see me? When you cut off your hands and feet and vowed to break through the realm, didn't I lead you back?

Kunpeng was like a ghost, his knees were weak, and he almost fell to his knees, and he shouted miserably: "You.... Are you annihilated? Why are you in the mortal world? Why are you helping Wu Qi?"

Hon Hai raised his head, looked at him with satisfaction, and said with a smile: "Except for Wu Qi, there is no one in the world who deserves my respect and follow." After that, there was not much to say, and as soon as the hand changed, countless resentful spirits appeared everywhere, filling the heavens and the earth.

Hon Hai closed his eyes and sat cross-legged, calming and recuperating.

The enemy is at the end of his rope, and the exhausted king needs no longer worry, his courtiers will take care of everything for him.

Under the royal court, all souls march.