Yang Fanhai was angry, real anger, he was just anxious when he was exhausted before, but this time it was real anger. He can accept the intrigue between each other because of the different camps, but it is difficult to accept that people who are obviously in the same camp actually do such things that harm their fellow clans.

Feng Wuyang's actions completely angered him, and at this moment, he was not only thinking about saving those subordinates, but also ignited a fire in his heart.

He's going to win this battle, he's going to stop any means, he's going to go back alive, put an end to everything on the battlefield here, and see what this despicable villain will look like.

Under the anger, the energy of moving mountains was urged to the extreme of what could be done. The power of moving mountains, as the name suggests, if you can practice to the real extreme, you have the ability to move mountains and turn mountains. Today's Yang Fanhai can't move mountains and mountains, but it is enough to affect the entire battlefield.

Under the invasion of that layer of force, the whole ground became like a wave, undulating, cracking here and there, as if the earth had stretched out its fangs and opened its mouth.

Large swaths of the Ghost Fang clan soldiers fell into the cracks in the earth and were swallowed up in an instant.

"What kind of power is this!"

There were soldiers on the city wall who couldn't help but exclaim loudly, with such strength, they were no longer military generals, but pure cultivators.

Feng Wuyang was also dumbfounded, looking at the land that had turned into Senluo Purgatory, he felt a chill in his heart inexplicably.

Bai Jian looked at Yang Fanhai from afar, beating wildly with a drumstick in his hand, and even shouted loudly. The frenzy spread like a spring breeze, causing groups of soldiers to roar alongside each other.

The warriors admired the warriors the most, because of the military order, they couldn't go out of the city to fight, but Feng Wuyang couldn't stop them from fighting with the heroes in their hearts.

"Ah, stop me!"

The leader of the Ghost Fang clan roared angrily, and the big iron rod smashed down on Yang Fanhai as if it had opened the world. He thought that the other party was arrogant, but he never expected that such a situation would occur.

In the past twenty days or so of fighting, the other party had never used such a magical power. That kind of ferocious supernatural power made his heart tremble. At the moment, it is difficult to ride a tiger, and he must find a way to resolve it.

It's a pity that such a power is not so easy to dissolve, the black spear in Yang Fanhai's hand directly held the big iron rod, and a wicked gaze flashed in his red eyes.

The evil qi gushed out, rushed out from all parts of the body, and wrapped along the black spear, and in a short time the big iron rod was tightly wound, like a black cocoon.

"Ah...... Yes...... This is...... What is it...... The power of the devil!"

The leader of the Ghost Fang clan suddenly changed his face and roared loudly in terror. He uprooted the weapon in his hand with a terrifying force, like a fierce beast frantically devouring his own power.

The true qi in the body was like a long river bursting the embankment, and the true qi was surging, as if the rushing river was surging towards Yang Fanhai.

"I said it...... Let you go...... Why...... Don't listen!"

Yang Fanhai said intermittently, his voice was extremely weird, as if metal was rubbing, very harsh. The black evil qi not only devours the power of others, but also erodes one's own body.

I can't tell the feeling, it seems that because my body is not suitable for this kind of power, every time I use it, I feel as if I want to change my body. The power to transform his body was painful to him.

"Ahh

With a long roar, Yang Fanhai punched the sky, this almost unconscious punch, with a raging aura, soared into the sky, like a huge demon god pillar blasted into the sky. The clouds were blown away, and the whole world even dimmed a little.

"Whew!"

There was a sound of ghosts crying and wolf howling between heaven and earth, and the immeasurable evil qi surged, and it turned into a strange head, like a fierce demon, raging on the battlefield.

"Devil, devil! Yang Fanhai is a devil!"

Feng Wuyang shouted loudly in horror, in his heart, Yang Fanhai has always been the hairy boy who broke into Weicheng in a daze, even if he became stronger step by step, he was also a hillbilly, a dirt bun.

At this moment, he suddenly discovered that the strength of this hillbilly was beyond the boundaries of his cognition. The whistling demon, rolling evil, like a tossy earth, destroying the clouds and swallowing the sun, Yang Fanhai in the battlefield became like a demon god returning from the Nine Shadows, about to devour the entire world.

Although the other soldiers were also shocked, they did not have much fear, especially the guards of Chentang Pass, who were even more excited and fanatical. Unlike others, the soldiers' faith is a general who can lead them to victory and not abandon them in times of crisis.

Yang Fanhai is like this at the moment, taking them to garrison Chentang Pass for more than 20 days, taking the lead in repelling the enemy's attacks again and again, and now he is framed by traitors. That kind of reversal under the exhaustion of mountains and rivers made them feel the same and their hearts were extremely excited.

"Ahh

Bai Jian shouted loudly, his whole person seemed to be burning, and his eyes were even a little moist. In his opinion, no matter what power Yang Fanhai used, even if he gave his soul to the legendary Demon Ancestor, it didn't matter, as long as he could return safely.

"Whew!"

Yang Fanhai in the battlefield let out a roar like a fierce beast, and the black spear spat out with force, like a whirlwind, it hit the leader of the Ghost Fang tribe.

Entangled and devoured by the black spear and evil qi, the leader of the ghost clan was terrified, but he couldn't break free, and could only watch his true qi being devoured by the other party, miserable.

Now the true qi in the body is not as good as before, and in the midst of this black whirlwind, he immediately let out a miserable scream, and the whole person flew high, and then smashed heavily on the ground. The flesh and blood on the chest are blurred, and not only the white bones can be seen, but even the internal organs that are squirming in the drum.

"Ahh

With the sound of wild shouts, Yang Fanhai became like a hungry wolf, holding a black spear and rushing into the surrounding Ghost Fang clan army.

The earth trembled, and the outstretched fangs had already caused the formation of the Ghost Fang tribe to be chaotic. This kind of barbarian is most afraid of the power of heaven and earth, and now Yang Fanhai is frantically urging to move mountains, making this place like an earth dragon turning over, and he can't stop at all.

They were terrified in their hearts, they were already six gods and no masters, and they didn't have any morale, and they had no will to fight at all.

But the earth was swirling like a swamp, and they were trapped in it, and they could not get out of it at all. At this moment, Yang Fanhai killed, as if a wild beast had killed into the flock.

No matter how many people there are, they have no power to resist, and they can only be killed one by one in the screams and howls.

The black evil qi is like a demon smoke that can swallow everything, and the devil roars, leaving only ashes wherever it passes, and those vivid lives seem to have been turned into unjust souls, leaving no trace behind.

"Ahh

With a shot here, the waves surged, and the true qi swept across the sky like a frenzy of heaven and earth.

A burst of black essence light was released from Yang Fanhai's body, absorbing too much energy, and there was nowhere to go, and a large amount of surging and compressing it merged into the Yang Wei vein of the fifth meridian of the Qi Sutra in his body.

A ** surging true qi mixed with a stream of divine thoughts, along the meridian pulse into the mud pill palace, entangled with the primordial god, and then along the meridians all the way down the lower dantian, into the bottom of the sea chakra.

The seven chakras correspond to the seven chakras, which are the sea chakra, the navel chakra, the solar plexus, the heart chakra, the throat chakra, the eyebrow chakra, and the crown chakra. The energy of the seven spirits comes from these seven chakras.

In the submarine chakra is the spirit, and the life force is contained.

Buzzing, there was a sound of morning bells and dusk drums in his head, and the essence in the sea chakra was activated by true qi and divine thoughts, and was connected to all the meridians in the body. As if a door had been opened, more majestic life force was pouring out, and Yang Fanhai's breath was like a volcano, instantly elevated.

Suddenly, the sky darkened, and black clouds churned, like a prelude to a rainstorm.

However, in the blink of an eye, bursts of thunder and lightning could be seen falling from the sky, pouring everywhere like a torrential rain.

"This ...... Could it be a catastrophe!"

Feng Wuyang gasped, he only knew that Yang Fanhai was very strong, but he didn't know how strong it was. With his knowledge, he still knows about the catastrophe. can attract heavenly tribulations, at least they are all in the realm of immortals.

A martial artist in the realm of immortals, once he has killing intent towards himself, his heart trembles when he thinks about it.

Thunder and lightning rained down in all directions, but the power was limited, and it didn't have much lethal effect on Yang Fanhai at all, but was swallowed by the black evil qi and became part of his body's energy.

But for those ghost tribes, it was completely different, so heavenly, frightened in their hearts, and the power of thunder and lightning also made them miserable. Under the double bombardment of body and spirit, one by one turned into dust and disappeared.

Rao is an army of 100,000, and he can't withstand such a wild killing, dying one by one and disappearing one by one. The thunder and lightning roared, the heavenly fire spread, and when the black clouds dispersed and the heavenly tribulation disappeared, less than 10,000 of the more than 100,000 ghost clan armies had died.

The whistling demon, the rolling evil qi, the aftermath of heaven and earth, the vigorous figure shuttled through the battlefield, like a terrible demon god shuttling between life and death.

At this moment, the noisy battlefield suddenly fell silent, and even the screams of being slaughtered seemed to disappear without a trace.

"Ahh

After a long time, he suddenly heard another roar, and the leader of the Ghost Fang clan suddenly jumped up, holding a big iron rod, and rushed towards Yang Fanhai like a mad demon.

The siege of the city is unfavorable, there is not one out of ten in the army, and even if he goes back, he will not be able to escape a dead end. Rather than make your own tribe bear the name of shame, it is better to fight for everything.

It's a pity that Yang Fanhai has already made a step forward in strength at this time, and it is not something he can face anymore.

The black spear stabbed, surging and furious, directly shattering the big iron rod, and down the momentum, a shot directly pierced the opponent's chest. The black evil qi surged, and in an instant, its body was devoured cleanly, and only a head remained.

Kick it out, lift the head high and cut through a curve. Then he threw the black spear in his hand hard, stabbing the head of the leader of the Ghost Fang clan, like a meteor across the sky, rushing to the city wall of Chentangguan, landing in front of Feng Wuyang, and stuck to the ground.

"Ahh

Feng Wuyang screamed and sat down directly on the ground, his face full of horror.

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