The morning sun rose, the light was shining, and the life-and-death decisive battle that caused a sensation in the whole sect finally came.

The field was full of excited disciples, and in the stands, there were also high-level sect leaders with their own thoughts.

When Shang Qingfeng, one of the decisive contestants, slowly walked onto the stone platform, it immediately caused many disciples to cheer, and at the same time, the eyes of these people looked at the soul house he was holding in his hand, and they were excited.

"Look! That's the Soul Raising House, and that high-level ghost guard must be in there!"

Many disciples' eyes lit up, looking at the mini hut with blank eyes, and at the same time secretly urging in their hearts, that kid who is not self-sufficient to come and die, let us see the power of this high-level ghost guard!

"I'm in a hurry, why hasn't that kid come yet? I can't wait. ”

Seeing that the time for the decisive battle was approaching, but Yang Que, who had already been regarded as a dead man by these disciples, had not yet come, so anxious that these disciples were like ants on a hot pot, turning around, looking at the soul nourishing house on the stage for a while, and looking at the road behind him for a while.

Wan Feixun sat in the stands with a gloomy face, looking at Shang Qingfeng not far away with a proud face, and secretly hoped in his heart that Yang Que would really run away, instead of stupidly coming to die.

"Look, that Yang Que is here!"

Suddenly, a disciple's eyes were sharp, and when he saw Yang Que walking towards here unhurriedly, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he shouted.

At the same time, all the disciples and the high-level leaders of the Imperial Ghost Sect all looked at Yang Que who was walking slowly, with different eyes.

"That kid is still here, it seems that today, Shang Qingfeng is going to have a bumper harvest. "Some monks of the Spirit Realm, watching Yang Que come to die, secretly cursed and jealous in their hearts, and after a while, Yang Que died, and the things on his body could be returned to Shang Qingfeng.

"Brother Wan, your disciple is quite bold, and he really came to die, and you will have to mourn and change in a while. Jiang Wuji saw that Wan Feixun's face suddenly became extremely ugly, and he smiled.

"Yang Que is here, everyone will be optimistic for a while, Elder Shang's high-level ghost guard is coming out!" Those disciples in the audience, when they saw Yang Que appear, suddenly felt as if they had taken a stimulant, and their faces were full of excitement.

As if there was no one beside Yang Que, he walked through the crowd with shining-eyed eyes, slowly walked onto the stone platform, and stood opposite Shang Qingfeng.

Shang Qingfeng squinted at him and smiled gloomily: "Yang Que, seeing that your face is calm, you must be a little confident?" It's okay, the old man doesn't want others to say that I bully the small, today I will give you some hope, I will sacrifice my ghost guard to fight with you first, if you can get away with it, the old man will take it upon himself to let you die a happy death." ”

Yang Que showed a hint of mockery in his eyes, glanced at him, and did not reply, but said to one of the chief elders in the audience, "Can you start?"

The elder was slightly stunned, muttering in his heart, "So anxious to find death!", and then announced in a loud voice: "Shang Qingfeng vs. Yang Que, the decisive battle of life and death has officially begun!"

As soon as these words came out, the audience was silent, and many disciples looked at the soul cultivation house in Shang Qingfeng's hands with eager eyes, and some disciples clenched their fists excitedly, and their bodies trembled slightly.

In the stands, Wan Feixun's eyes showed sadness, and he grabbed the stone bench under the seat with both hands, and his muscles burst out.

"Yang Que, look at it, this is the old man's high-level ghost guard, today you may be able to bury his hand, and his soul will be scattered!" Shang Qingfeng smiled proudly, the black light of the soul cultivation house in his hand flashed, and a figure suddenly shot out and was suspended in the void.

It was an ugly ghost with a pitch-black body, a fierce face, scarlet and bloodthirsty eyes, two rows of fangs with cold light, which made people palpitate, and a pair of sharp claws were even sharper and more terrifying!

Under the sun, the ghost bared his teeth and grinned, and his fierce face was revealed, and he had no fear!

"Wow!

When the disciples in the audience saw the arrogant ghost, they immediately exclaimed, their faces full of fear, and then they were even more excited, and many disciples shouted even more, extremely excited.

"Tear him apart!

With the wave after wave of shouting, some timid disciples no longer had any scruples, and followed everyone with waving their fists, looking at the majestic ghost guard with burning eyes, and shouted fiercely.

"Hahaha......" Shang Qingfeng looked at Yang Que contemptuously, and laughed, "Boy, it seems that your popularity is very bad, get ready quickly, the old man is going to let the ghost guard do it." ”

After that, without waiting for Yang Que to answer, he directly ordered the fierce ghost to pounce on him!

"Missing!" Wan Feixun's eyes were blood-red, and he almost saw the end of Yang Que being torn apart and devoured by ghosts.

While all the disciples were shouting, they watched with excitement on their faces as the ghost rushed towards Yang Que fiercely, and their voices became even louder.

Yang Que sneered, flipped his left hand, and a soul house appeared, and then the black light flashed, and a spirit ghost with a shining spirit suddenly appeared!

As soon as the spirit ghost appeared, it immediately felt the aura of the ghost that was approaching quickly, it smiled, and pounced on it like a "swish", without waiting for the ghost guard to react, it suddenly slashed away with a claw, and with a flash of inspiration, it was directly torn to pieces, with a big mouth, and swallowed it in one gulp!

"Shredded - it's ......"

The shouts of the audience suddenly stopped!

The disciples who raised their fists all opened their mouths wide and were dumbfounded.

"It's a ghost!"

In the stands, many elders and disciples of the Spirit Realm stood up with a "bang", staring at the fierce ghosts suspended in mid-air with shining spiritual light with shocked eyes, and everyone's faces showed disbelief.

"It's a spirit ghost!" Sect Master Xu was shocked, with a complicated and incredible look on his face.

Jiang Wuji's smile stiffened again, his mouth open, unable to speak.

Wan Feixun didn't laugh this time, but looked at the spirit ghost on the stone platform for a while. I couldn't react.

And on the stone platform, for a moment, Shang Qingfeng's face became extremely ugly, and the corners of his eyes twitched as he looked at the spirit ghost who instantly killed his high-level ghost guard, and gritted his teeth in his mouth: "Impossible, impossible, how can you have a spirit ghost ......"

Yang Que's eyes showed a strong mockery and killing intent, and the corners of his mouth curled slightly: "Is it impossible? There is even more impossible, in the back!"

"Shang Qingfeng, when you killed my friend and hurt my woman in front of me, I said that one day, I will definitely break you into pieces!" Yang Que said with Sen Sen's murderous intent in his eyes, "And now, it's time for you to pay the price!"

There was no more noise in the audience, and those disciples who were full of excitement, although they were standing under the stage at this time, as soon as Fang heard the words of this cold bone marrow, he suddenly felt his body tremble, and a terrifying feeling instantly permeated his whole body.

In the sky, the sun is even more dazzling.