Chapter 366 Cold and Beautiful
The Xing Tian in Han Feng's hand made a huge roar. The air began to scream bitterly... No one knows how powerful Han Feng's axe is...
A trace of fierceness flashed in the eyes of the first ghost general and said, "Eight people work together, and the ghost array is shocking." But he forgot that there are only seven of them left. The seven ghosts gritted their teeth, and the ghost knives in the air suddenly changed. They all burned a rune in their hands. The seven-handled ghost-headed knife emitted a thick black light in the air. In the changing world, the seven-handled ghost-headed knife merged into a huge ghost-headed knife in the air. There is a cold light shining in the night...
The huge ghost knife cut through the night sky and collided with Han Feng's black Xingtian without any fancy. There is a slight distortion in the air space. Then there is a deafening sound that penetrates the eardrums of countless people. There were all kinds of sad screams in the dark night... Aunt Mei saw the opportunity early and formed a strange rune with her fingerprints, which turned into a transparent barrier, covering Jiubaiyi and Waner Murong Ruxue and others...
In the smoke and dust, Han Feng's figure once again fell backwards like fallen leaves. On the white face, there has been red blood on the corners of his mouth... In the roar, seven ghosts stood up, and the ghost knives they formed together unexpectedly appeared a crack the size of a bowl...
The clouds in the sky suddenly started to rain. After a sunny day, I didn't expect to change the weather because of the shocking collision between Han Feng and the seven ghosts...
"What an evil beast, it's really rampant."
The ghost general's face was pale, and it was obvious how strong the shock in his heart was. If I keep you today, I will definitely die in your hands..." Several people have already born in their hearts, and they are bound to remove Han Feng's determination to quickly.
"Since we meet each other in life and death, do you still want me?"
A smile appeared on Han Feng's pale face and fell into the eyes of the seven ghosts, but the chill in his heart was clear. They couldn't help regretting that when this deadly role appeared in the Xuanhuang Dynasty?
Han Feng's eyes were even more crazy. He slowly stretched out his hand, and a white flame suddenly appeared in his palm, like a delicate white fire lotus. Anyone can see the extremely horrible explosive power stored in the white lotus. But everything hasn't stopped yet. Han Feng then slowly stretched out his left hand, and an identical fire lotus bloomed in his hand. Two bright fire lotus bloomed brilliantly in Han Feng's hands. However, if you look closely, there are still some subtle differences between the two fire lotus. The fire lotus in the right hand is snow-white, invisible and colorless, and the fire lotus in the left hand is mixed with a light jade color in the snow white, like glass. The faces of the other seven ghosts have changed...
"Run." The leading ghost exclaimed. For a moment, they could feel that the fire elements around them had been drained... What shocked him more was that the fire lotus in Han Feng's left and right hands actually belonged to two attributes - yin fire and yang fire. Yin fire burns the heart, and yang fire burns the body. This gloomy fire was just realized by Han Feng from the runes. This is the first time he has used it, and he doesn't have much confidence in his heart. At this time, Wan'er suddenly found a strange phenomenon that the flame of the nine-turn spiritual lamp in her hand actually shrank a lot. Obviously, all this has something to do with Han Feng's skills... Han Feng felt a strange force pouring into his body, which was an unprecedented feeling. He felt a bursting feeling in his heart...
Han Feng didn't say anything, with a grin in his eyes. It looks extremely cruel. Everything did not stop, and the fire elements between dozens of miles of heaven and earth kept gathering in Han Feng's palm. Finally, the absorption of the fire element formed a degree of saturation. Two exquisite fire lotuses look exquisite, shining with glazed brilliance...
Immediately, Han Feng's two fingers in his left hand moved slightly, and the fire lotus in the palm of his hand drew a curved circle. For a moment, he jumped into his right hand and then merged into it in a stunning posture. Like the beating of the wick, the fire lotus suddenly changed strangely and shrank a lot. However, the power contained in it makes the seven ghosts who are the first to be scalp numb...
Han Feng suddenly showed a bright smile at the seven ghosts. His palm shook in the air, and the fire lotus in his hand suddenly jumped up and disappeared into the void...
The ghost general suddenly shouted, and the repaired knife in the air suddenly emitted an unusually violent atmosphere under the momentum of everyone's motivation... The black brilliance permeated the sky, and the blade burst out with a fierce breath, splitting into the void with a pioneering momentum...
In the void, the glazed fire lotus suddenly appeared, and then bloomed. He collided fiercely with the ghost knife split in the void...
"Bomb."
The tide-like power suddenly exploded over the willow alley. Collision, extrusion and melting. The loud sound, the sand flies and stones, and the world fall into a mystery, like chaos...
Han Feng was also a little surprised. He didn't expect that the first yin and yang fire lotus would have such power... Immediately, his eyes froze in the air. The seven ghosts gathered together like a stack of arhats...
The seven peak forces gathered together to hedge against Han Feng's fire lotus power.
"Hey, that's all," the leading ghost suppressed the blood in his heart and sneered, "The art of rune, but you."
Han Feng smiled, showed his snow-white teeth, and asked gently, "Really?" Before the words fell, his body suddenly rose into the air. In a blink of an eye, it had reached the head of the seven ghosts, and the black Xingtian seemed to be bigger in his hand. The black axe spewed, flexible, and the air was extremely sadly driven by the high speed of Xing Tian.
"It's not good." The leading ghost general shouted, "The ghost array destroys the sky." But it was too late. Han Feng's Xing Tian came fiercely and suddenly hit the ghost head gathered by the seven ghosts. The broken sound echoed in the sky. In the void, the ghost-headed knife formed by the seven ghosts has disappeared...
The fluttering sound is continuous, and the eight-day ghost array of the seven ghosts has disappeared. The seven ghosts looked miserable, and only they knew the pain in their hearts. Because since the eight ghosts practiced these eight-day ghost arrays, they have never lost. Even if the master in the virtual world can compete with eight people together, he didn't expect to be defeated by an unknown young man today. And this person's cultivation is only the peak of gathering energy... This is also Han Feng's luck. When he first came, he killed one person, so that the other party's eight-day ghost array did not have a chance to complete...
But everything is just a hypothesis. Now the cruel reality is that the seven ghosts will gather the power of seven people and lose to Han Feng...
Everything is not over. The magic axe in Han Feng's hand did not stop for a moment. He suppressed the churning qi and blood in his heart and the feeling of the thief hollowing out in his body, and the magic axe in his hand suddenly flew out. During the circling, a tragic cry resounded through the sky, and the head of a ghost general closest to Han Feng had flown high into the sky...
The blood gushing from the neck has been shooting out a distance of ten feet... The head fell for a long time and rolled out. The blood foam mixed with blood mud stained the messy hair. The face could not be seen clearly. All that could be seen was the ferocious face and the angry and bulging eyes...
A recent ghost saw Han Feng's extremely cold and bright eyes, and he couldn't help humming in his mouth, stopped his footsteps and ran out. He forgot that there were five ghost generals behind him, and they were all masters of the peak of gathering energy...
Han Feng was like a bloody Shura from hell. His eyes did not move at all. As soon as his left hand moved, a pale golden light flashed away. The ghost who ran out suddenly made a tragic cry in his mouth and rushed forward. The blood line in his throat slowly expanded, and finally his head rolled to the ground with a grunt... It looks extremely horrible...
After all, the ghosts are all masters of the peak of gathering energy. They have come together in a stunned kung fu. He opened several feet away from Han Feng and stood firm... With a look of fear in his eyes, he looked at the bleeding teenager in the distance, as if looking at a real devil...
"God, you killed the three of us." The scream of the leading ghost general is like a night owl, echoing and hovering in the night sea, which is extremely sad. "The ghost house will definitely let you go to hell..."
Welcome." Han Feng's pale mouth slightly raised, and a faint smile was faintly visible.
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There was a fierce roar in the night sky in the distance, and something was coming this way. The night sea began to be turbulent...
Aunt Mei, who had been silent, suddenly said, "Mr. Han, hurry up, or we won't be able to leave." Han Feng's heart moved and said, "Go quickly, and my younger generation will come later." He wanted to stop these ghost generals. Murong Ruxue said anxiously, "I'm with you." Han Feng said, "Go quickly..." Aunt Mei said, "Miss Murong, you'd better go first. Mr. Han should be able to deal with these ghost generals. While talking, she took Jiu Baiyi and Wan'er and went away first. Murong Ruxue looked at Han Feng worriedly and said, "You must be careful." Han Feng smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'll come later." He is not a strong man. He can feel the horror of the person who is coming in the distance...
The ghost general shouted, "None of you can leave." While talking, several other ghosts wanted to take action. Han Feng smiled coldly and said, "You're welcome. Naturally, I will receive you."
Before the words fell, Han Feng's body floated up like the wind. In a blink of an eye, he came to several ghosts. Xing Tian in his hand jumped like an oolong, and the sharp axe had arrived in front of several people in the blink of an eye... The cold power has permeated the whole night sky in a blink of an eye...
Several people have long been afraid of Han Feng. Seeing Han Feng coming, they couldn't help taking a step back. This is exactly what Han Feng wanted. He smiled and suddenly retreated like an arrow...
Several people were stunned. They didn't expect Han Feng to move forward and retreat. Not to mention how uncomfortable it is in my heart. He shouted in unison, and the remaining ghosts chased Han Feng. Han Feng fled in the opposite direction to Murong Ruxue and others...