Chapter 365 Extermination

"Who is it?"

A fierce voice asked loudly. The eight ghosts stopped attacking and stared fiercely at the dark night sea in the distance. Unexpectedly, the signboard of the ghost house was demolished, you... You are dead."

Silent Willow Lane.

The dark night sea.

I don't know why, the eight ghosts will have a cool feeling in their hearts...

A slightly thin teenager walked slowly from the muddy road in Liu Lane. He had a faint smile on his face, which made people feel harmless. However, the heart of the eight ghost generals suddenly shrank. Because somehow, they felt that the teenager in front of them gave people an extremely terrible feeling...

"Who are you?" A tall ghost will ask in shock. Although the teenager in front of him is only at the peak of gathering, he feels extremely calm. It seems that they don't see these eight ghosts in their eyes... You know, each of them will be at the peak of gas gathering. There is no reason to be afraid of each other, and there is a bigger backer behind them...

The teenager didn't seem to hear the ghost general's question, but bowed slightly to the white lotus-like girl a few feet away.

The girl in white stood crazy and forgot to shake the corners of her clothes in the night wind. I don't know when her eyes have been filled with crystal tears...

In their eyes, they seemed to have forgotten the passage of time. Finally, Aunt Mei's old voice sounded, "Han Feng, I didn't expect you to come." Han Feng smiled, gave a slight salute to Aunt Mei, and said, "Since the younger generation promised, they will not hesitate to go through fire and water. I don't know if it's too late."

Aunt Mei's eyes were worried, "Mr. Han, you shouldn't come here at this time."

Murong Ruxue's long eyelashes blinked slightly, and in the pupils of the cut water, the crystal jade-like tears finally rolled down to the cheeks, and then gently fell on the snow-white hair...

"You didn't die?"

Han Feng smiled and said, "How dare the disciple die without Master Ruxue's order?"

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A voice roared, "But now you are dead. How can anyone tear down the signboard of my ghost house at will..." Han Feng frowned and said, "What the hell is this?" Master, is it okay for Apprentice to beat this ghost away and plead guilty again? Murong Ruxue laughed and said, "These ghosts are not ordinary ghosts. Don't be eaten by ghosts." It can feel the calm and hidden power of Han Feng in front of him, but it makes people feel numb... She knew that the latter had killed.

Han Feng smiled and said, "Master Ruxue, please invite believers." As soon as he finished speaking, he turned to the eight ghost generals in front of him and said in a low voice, "Do you want to get out by yourselves or let me do it?"

The ghost general, with a face, moved, and he obviously heard the name between the two. Asked, "You... Are you this girl's apprentice?

Han Feng sneered and said, "If it's a fake replacement, the master has something to do, and the apprentice will work hard. Another question, are you going to get out of here by yourself or let me do it?"

He suddenly became rude, and obviously he had lost his patience...

"Kid, do you know who we are?" The leading ghost will suppress the anger in his heart. He has always been the only one who has been scolding. When has he been scolded?......

Han Feng directly ignored his words and sang by himself: "I'll count three."

The leading ghost said, "Sir, we seem to have no grievances..."

"yi...... Two..." Han Feng began to count himself as if he didn't hear what he said.

The leading ghost was finally angered by Han Feng, "I really don't know the depth of heaven and earth. I'll send you to hell..." Before he finished speaking, a huge figure beside him suddenly turned into a gust of wind, raised a huge ghost knife, and split it into Han Feng in the air. This ghost has already been full of fire in his heart. They are eight strong practitioners at the peak of their vitality. There is no reason to be afraid of the milky boy in front of him. Therefore, I can't wait to take action without waiting for the head ghost to greet me...

With a knife at the peak of gathering gas, the surrounding night sea trembled like a black curtain. Countless trees, flowers and plants have been uprooted...

Han Feng's face was like a wooden stone, and a knife split in the air became slower and clearer in his pupils. In fact, the speed of the knife is not slow at all, just because the improvement of Han Feng's mental strength at this moment has reached a completely new level. Even if you are a master of the virtual world, you can't help but... Therefore, the knife of the master of gathering energy naturally has many flaws in his eyes...

However, Han Feng's attitude became extremely arrogant in the eyes of the ghost general. He laughed wildly and added some strength to his hand. The huge ghost-headed knife, flashing with a sad scream, fell on Han Feng's face. If it is implemented, Han Feng will definitely be split in half...

The other ghosts around have shown joy in their eyes. They thought that Han Feng had been scared by this extremely sharp knife...

Seeing the huge sharp blade, it is about to fall on Han Feng's face, and the fierce knife wind has cut off a few hairs. Han Feng suddenly stretched out his hand. His speed looks very slow, but extremely fast. People can see the clear trajectory of his arm...

When people stared at it, the ghost knife in his hand had fallen into Han Feng's hand, just like he handed the knife to Han Feng's hand...

The ghost was not prepared at all. He never seemed to have thought that someone could take the knife he cut down with all his strength... Therefore, his expression was a little distracted and slightly stunned. That's the effort. The face of the young man opposite suddenly laughed at him...

In the smile, he showed his teeth as white as snow. His eyebrows are very handsome, but what makes him feel is that he has never been strange... His heart suddenly went from May to the cold winter in the far north...

Han Feng smiled at the ghost in front of him, then turned his palm, and then gently pushed it from the inside out. With a soft sound, the ghost suddenly felt that his hand was much lighter. Looking at it again, the young man had already had half a blade in his hand. The blade broke from the middle of his ghost knife...

The ghost reacted very quickly, and he shouted in his heart, and his feet were hard. A force pushed him back. A virtual shadow flashed in front of his eyes... However, he still struggled to retreat about two feet back...

"Jie Jie, really good kung fu... Er..."

He stood up and wanted to laugh at Han Feng. However, before he finished speaking, blood came out of his mouth, nostrils, and the corners of his eyes. Then, a soft tongue fell from his big mouth... The blood line between his neck became more and more obvious, and finally oozed blood... Finally, the ghost dropped a huge head on the muddy path in Liu Lane... He rolled twice on the ground, found the balance, and stopped moving. Only the body that lost his head was still there like a wooden stake, standing there quietly...

Terror suddenly filled everyone's heart. People have a creepy feeling... Wan'er jumped into the arms of Jiubaiyi beside her...

"You... What kind of magic do you use?

The leading ghost felt that his teeth were a little trembling. He didn't see how Han Feng took action, so he asked a ghost to reimburse...

The smile on Han Feng's face slowly solidified and said lightly, "What do you think?" Before he finished speaking, his body suddenly flew up. A black axe appeared in his hand. Xing Tian roared, changing into an endless shadow of the axe, and fell to the leading ghost general in an instant. His strategy is to break through each other and not make the other party form a joint force...

The ghost general, like a frightened rabbit, floated quickly into the distance and roared, "Eight-day ghost array." Seven ghost-headed knives flew into the air, and the endless anger was woven into a large black net in an instant, covering Han Feng... At the same time, the leading ghost will burn a rune and shoot a colorful light high into the air, which is obviously a news...

With the joint efforts of seven people, the pressure increased greatly. Although Han Feng has made great progress in his current skills, he still dares to say that he will have the upper hand in the face of the seven strong practitioners at the peak of his strength...

With a long smile, Han Feng's black Xingtian burst into an unprecedented violent atmosphere, which was not weaker than the black giant net synthesized by the seven ghosts in front of him.

Han Feng held the punishment and combined all the illusions into a huge axe shadow. He split into the huge black net formed by seven people. He wants to try how powerful the seven people in front of him are...

"Boom."

Flying sand and walking between the rocks, Murong Ruxue and others couldn't stand and staggered back. Within hundreds of feet, I don't know how many houses collapsed. The black fog filled the whole land and was scraped up... Thanks to Aunt Mei's exertion, she exerted a strong force to form a barrier, protecting Jiubaiyi and Wan'er and Liu Lane... Otherwise, not only Wan'er and 900 Yi's lives will be invulnerable, but the whole Liuxiang will be destroyed...

In the loud noise, the dust settled. The huge net made of the seven ghost-headed knives was shaken and black, and they all trembled and almost fell from the air. Han Feng held Xingtian and was ejected dozens of feet, and then rubbed the ground and moved back dozens of feet. The ground was pulled out dozens of feet long and a foot deep gully by his legs... Then, the whole person half knelt on the ground with one leg, and his long blonde hair covered his face, making it difficult to see the expression on his face. I can only see him holding Xing Tian with his right hand and half kneeling among the muddy gravel...

The night wind was like water, and his long light golden hair fluttered in the night wind. Finally, Han Feng slowly raised his slightly pale face. A fierce smile rose from the corners of his lips and then to the depths of his eyes. A trace of crazy smile gradually burned...

"Come on..."

Xing Tian in Han Feng's hand turned the surrounding fragments into spider web-like fragments, and his body has taken advantage of the situation, like a night owl crossing the sea of night, and the air made a sad cry. Xing Tian roared in Han Feng's hand and rushed to the eight-day ghost array formed by seven ghosts...

At this time, no one felt that the night in the distance began to tremble...