There was a loud yin wind, and countless claw shadows appeared in the sky. After more than half a month of cultivation, the various Nether Ghost Claw moves that had evolved in his mind were all unfolded, and the gorgeous claw shadows streaked through the air with dozens or hundreds of purple-blue lights and shadows.

The tengu devours the moon and the yin qi is extremely strong, and the ghost king Wu Sen chose such a night raid, and he never thought of making a wedding dress for others.

The yin qi in the air suddenly became substantial, frantically surging towards Lu Chen, driven by the claw shadow, the yin qi skyrocketed to an indescribable level, Wu Sen hurriedly dodged, and the claw light flew through quickly, bringing up blood lines to spill out in the air, and the claw shadow fell to the ground, undiminished, drawing countless deep claw marks. It is like the footprints left by a huge monster beast rushing through this place, which is shocking.

The people below looked at this scene in horror, and the voices with exclamations and applause all stopped, and their mouths opened wide in horror.

"Peng~"

In just a moment, there were no less than hundreds of blood marks in the air, and after a loud bang, the two figures separated, but they saw Lu Chen smiling as usual, while the ghost king Wu Sen slammed the ground with a bang.

In the sky above the cloudy Yinyue Village, a trace of wind sounded violently, blowing the dark clouds that had just condensed and not yet completely thickened from the center, and the bright silver moonlight poured down, putting some light into the entrance of the Yinyue Village, where the wind was gusting.

On both sides of the small bridge, everyone was stunned to see the ghost king Wu Sen, who had countless claw marks and was full of blood under the ancient trees outside the entrance of the village, and he was stunned at the scene like petrification.

They couldn't imagine that Wu Sen, the ghost king who used to be powerful and prosperous in the east of Youyun Country and could be called the number one master in the surrounding ten miles and eight towns, was so fragile that he was defeated by an alien secret in just a few breaths of confrontation, and it was so miserable.

The glow of the stars and the moon reflected a red blood red on Wu Sen's body, and even the villagers of Yinyue Village who had not cultivated could estimate that there were at least hundreds of deep and explicit claw marks, and most of the wounds were still bleeding thick blood.

In the past few years, countless masters have died in the hands of Wu Sen, and the soul envoy not far away is also the one who surrendered to Wu Sen after the defeat, and the battle between the two ended within three moves.

For Wu Sen, there was a hundred miles of respect and awe, but no one thought that Wu Sen would die so easily.

That's right, it's dead.

The disciples of the Dragon Soul Sect all gasped for cold air, a master in the middle stage of foundation building, and there was still a trace of vitality at the moment he landed, but after Peng's sound, the qi was gone.

No one could see how Lu Chen made a move, and the thousands of claw shadows came extremely fast. Reaching out and grabbing it, blood spilled out, and the soul made him look at the landing dust with a chill, and no longer dared to face him with a vicious and angry gaze, on the contrary, after a short dead silence at the entrance of the village, he was the first to fly down from the sky, and he didn't even care about the ghost king Wu Sen, who had no breath, and fell to the ground in public.