"Bang!"

With a loud bang, the thunder and lightning elements generated by the purple soul power in the space were torn apart, and the sun passed through the blue sky, and then with the high temperature, the explosion of energy bombarded the funeral night like waves.

The funeral night quickly sealed, and two water explosion bombs were born from the palm of his hand, and he barely dodged Zeng Yan's attack with a sideways step in time.

At this moment, the entire enchantment caused a lot of damage due to the attack just now, and the dust outside the stone wall inside the enchantment was flying, and the huge smoke generated was dispersed.

Funeral Night took advantage of this to hide behind a boulder, the corner of his mouth at this moment spat out a mouthful of blood, although he dodged the attack just now, but because of Zeng Yan's soul power and energy impact, his spiritual sea and internal organs at this moment were seriously traumatized.

Funeral Night's right hand stroked his ghost hand, and he couldn't help but think of a way to deal with it. Looking up at the sky, the sun was scorching at the moment, and the sunlight was particularly dazzling through the ground in the mountains behind.

The smoke gradually dissipated, and at the moment when the smoke was about to dissipate, the eagle eye of the funeral night glanced at Zeng Yan not far away from the corner of his eye, and suddenly broke out in an instant after taking a long breath, and his body rushed straight towards Zeng Yan like lightning, and the ghost hand was full of a large amount of soul power piercing away.

Hesitating about the fine sand and smoke in the thick smoke, Zeng Yan's vision was not blurred at this time, so when the funeral night had broken out rapidly, he realized that the funeral night was already beside him. Instinctively, he roared angrily, and his body suddenly appeared covered with a thick layer of soul armor, and he raised his scimitar to fight against it.

However, due to the sudden eruption of the funeral night and the condensation of soul power, coupled with the huge pressure generated by the inertia under the action of the sprint. The ghost hand actually drew a deep scratch on Zeng Yan's chest and abdomen.

"Damn stinky little ghost!" Zeng Yan was furious, if he hadn't almost turned sideways just now and used his soul power to dissolve the soul power attached to the hand of the night ghost just now, otherwise he would have been either dead or crippled just now.

And at this moment, because of the attack of the lonely bet just now, although it was slightly offset, it was still ruthlessly embarrassed because of the impact just now.

However, he quickly stood up again, gently shook his numb ghost hand, and the sharpness in his eyes focused on Zeng Hu again.

"Cough, cough, cough..." coughed several times in a row, and Fu Ye's right hand stroked his chest to relieve the pain, and his thoughts gradually unfolded.

"Do you really want to use it again! But in my current state, if I use it again for the waterfall burial, I may explode and die. The teacher said that this trick can be used at most once in three days on average. ”

And just as he was hovering in the heart of the funeral night, Zeng Yan's eyes were already scarlet mixed with violent soul power and attacked the funeral night.

Zeng Yan, who suddenly approached quickly, made Funeral Night's face change greatly, and at the moment when Zeng Yan's scimitar slashed through Funeral Night's neck, Funeral Night Eagle Eye quickly locked on Zeng Yan's arm holding the knife, and the ghost hand grabbed it violently, and used all his strength to die on Zeng Yan's wrist.

"Ahh The intense pain made Zeng Yan cry, and the armor formed by the original purple thunder attribute soul power was broken by the Burial Night Ghost Hand.

The funeral night endured the pain of being invaded by the powerful thunder soul of the powerhouse of the Spirit Manifestation Realm, and with a turn of the ghost hand, he directly broke Zeng Yan's entire right wrist, and then quickly and violently threw Zeng Yan into the air, and smashed his sturdy head to the ground. Then he retreated dozens of steps back

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In the silence of a few seconds, Zeng Yan's head inserted into the loess was pulled out, and he looked at the location of the burial night with a yellow face full of sand, and suddenly he felt a strange force coming from the position of his body.

Sucked violently in another place, and just when Zeng Yan was about to get up, he only heard the cry of the funeral night, "Water waterfall burial." I saw a burst of red and blue light energy emerge from the palm of the latter's dark red ghost hand, and the brilliant red and blue water light poured down with the sunlight, and the boiling water inexplicably freed up in the space swept towards him.

The streamer flickered and the boiling water was steaming, looking at the boiling water that had been dripping beside Zeng Yan to dissolve the fine sand on the ground, he felt the threat of death in his life, and then he looked at the eyes of the funeral night, thinking of the slaughter of Fengyun Village by the funeral night, and his green tendon riot soul power exploded directly from his body.

"Purple Flame Thunder Flash!" Zeng Yan roared furiously, and the soul power that exploded beside him turned from purple fire mist into a solid thunderfire missile, and he locked onto the boiling water that attacked him where Funeral Night was.

People always inspire a strong desire to survive when they are dying, and this desire to survive is completely different from the power that has erupted in the past, Zeng Yan, he lived for nearly forty years, and everyone knows his name in the local area, and he entered the realm of manifestation in the year, because of his irritable character and killed the disciples of the gate of Biluo City was wanted, and finally fell into the grass for Kou and gradually degenerated, and Xiuwei also stopped because of sinking.

When the temperature in the space between the thunder and fire and the wind and water collided sharply, and the void cracked slightly, the blazing energy finally formed a shocking wave.

"Boom!"

The destructive energy spread out from the void, and both Burial Night and Zeng Yan were bounced away for miles and slammed into the stone wall, and the stone wall was unexpectedly dented by the impact on both sides. However, if you look closely, Zeng Yan's dent is even bigger.

The elements in the air rippled, and at this moment, the enchantment was completely shattered by the soul energy generated by the collision of the attacks of the two sides. In the distance, hundreds of miles away, outside the Yehuai Village, there are also beasts that eat and fly.

In the end, the soul energy of both sides turned into two rays of light and shadow and escaped into the sky, dissipating in the sky.

At this moment, the soul out of the origin struggled, and the funeral night slowly opened his eyes in pain, and his ghost hand brushed away the rubble on his body, and the lack of soul power also made his eagle eyes completely dim.

He staggered up from the ground, feeling that his whole body was out of strength, and Zeng Yan at this moment was a kilometer away from him.

The powerful soul power of the Manifest Spirit Realm soul was still fluctuating slightly, and the face of the Burial Night was full of shock at the moment, and the gap between the strength of the cultivation once again left a deep imprint in the Funeral Night's heart.

"This guy is a great enemy, and it must be a scourge to keep it, and it was the Fengyun Village led by him who brutally slaughtered my entire village. Funeral Night screamed in his heart, he wanted to kill Zeng Yan, but he no longer had any weapons on his body, and his soul power was also exhausted at this time, let alone making a water explosion bomb, he couldn't even condense normally.

Looking at Zeng Yan in front of him a kilometer away, Fu Ye decided to walk over and end his life by twisting his neck with a ghost hand.

One step, two steps... Just a few seconds after walking on the night of the funeral, an old voice came to his ears.

"Boy, let's go, there is a strong man whose strength is around the Manifestation Realm is now rushing towards us. ”

The voice that spoke was none other than Elder Venerable, and he felt a powerful force, a force that the funeral night could not resist.

"What!" On the night of the funeral, he was shocked when he heard the words, and he was a soul who manifested himself in the spirit realm. He looked at Zeng Yan, who was in a coma a kilometer away in front of him, the enemy was in front of him, and now was the best time to get rid of him, and leaving here was undoubtedly a chance to leave this mortal enemy.

"Stupid, when are you still caring about the life and death of this little person, if you are caught by the person who came, it will be all over, from the soul power he exudes, I can feel the anger on his body, nine times out of ten it is for you, don't leave here quickly." The Elder raised his voice and scolded the funeral night.

Funeral Night's heart instantly shuddered, and the words of Elder Venerable just now made him sober up from the killing battle. Putting aside distracting thoughts without the slightest hesitation, the funeral night left at full speed towards Yehuai Village...