Chapter 86 East Window Incident

The person who came is a disciple of the ancestor of the ghost religion, Mo Fengya.

Mo Fengya looked at Yang Fan and the demon spirit and said suspiciously, "Are you Yang Fan?"

He felt very strange. According to Fengnei's disciples, this person should be a high-level cultivation. How did he suddenly become a foundation-building monk? Has something changed?

Yang Fan looked up and smiled and replied, "Yes, it's right. Which peak's disciple are you? What's the matter with me?

Mo Fengya sneered and said, "It seems that what the ancestor said is absolutely right. Li Yunbo is indeed dead, otherwise he would not have let you escape so easily."

"It turns out that you are a disciple of the heavenly ghost." Yang Fan didn't want to cover it up when he saw that the matter was exposed.

He glanced at the wind and clouds, and then looked at the surrounding scenery. The memory of his childhood had been sealed in his mind. Although there was anger in his heart, Elder Feng's kindness to himself could not be thrown away. After thinking hard for a long time, he finally couldn't kill him. He looked at Feng Qingyun coldly and said without any emotion: "From now on, Maple Leaf Valley has nothing to do with Yang. Feng Qingyun, our grudges are clear, and I won't owe you anything in the future.

After saying that, he said to Mo Fengya, "How about going out of the valley?"

Mo Fengya smiled and said, "Listen to me."

He is not afraid of the other party's tricks at all, and what can a guy who has just built a foundation have?

Feng Qingyang stood on the side of the house and remained motionless for a long time. A breeze came, bringing up his long-white silver hair, which seemed to become paler.

The two flew all the way and soon came to the open place outside the valley.

Mo Fengya said coldly, "Enough, it's over here. Yang Fan, obediently hand over the ghost, or you will die!"

Yang Fan laughed and said, "Do you know why you want to fight in the valley?"

Mo Fengya was very puzzled, and his expression of looking at the other party also became a little strange.

"Don't you all want the ghost stolen by Liu Yongsheng? Today, I will show you the power of the ghost.

Yang Fan waved his hand and removed the demon's black robe, revealing his original face.

Mo Fengya was shocked when he saw the appearance of the demon and shouted, "Is this the soul of the reincarnation of the demon god? But how can you have a body!"

"Demon God? He is not called a demon god now, but a demon spirit, which is my own corpse!" Yang Fan said in a low voice.

As soon as the words fell, Yang Fan sacrificed two knives and roared at the other party.

Mo Fengya was still shocked. When he saw the double knives breaking through the air, he hurriedly sacrificed a fierce soul cone against the enemy.

The fierce soul cone is also a spiritual weapon. The fierce ghost in it is very capable, about a few feet, with a strong ghost all over its body, and a sharp roar in its mouth. It can't help swallowing the thick ghost fog, tightly wrapping the red refining double knives in it, and can't help making a crashing sound.

The red refining knife is not ordinary. Under the blessing of Yang Fan's mana, the red sun flame suddenly soared and waved in the ghost fog in the sky, trying to break the defense of the other party.

Mo Fengya smiled and said, "Yang Fan, it's too self-evage to break my fierce soul cone with your magic weapon. Look at the trick, the ghost is breaking the sky."

In an instant, the fierce ghost's hands made a heavy ghost fog, and everything around him was shrouded in it, covering the sky and the sun, which was very powerful.

Yang Fan showed a solemn look and instructed the demon spirit to suddenly rush out and rush directly into the other party's ghost fog, wanting to kill people to death in the future.

Mo Fengya saw the demon spirit rushing straight over and sneered, "Even if it is the changing corpse demon, can I do anything about it?"

"Drink!"

The ghost fog of the fierce soul cone suddenly soared, and the fierce ghost among them also doubled, surrounding his whole body. The movement of the demon in the ghost fog was a little stagnant, almost the same as the red refining double knives.

Yang Fan was secretly annoyed. The art of ghost refining was indeed a little famous, and it was not unreasonable to go hand in hand with the ghost. Among them, the magic weapon is fierce, which is close to the spirit and ghost.

But he will not wait to kill. On the one hand, he makes the demons rush forward, and on the other hand, he condenses the dragon bullet and smashes into the ghost fog of the other party.

The roar couldn't stop ringing, and the ghost fog was hit much thinner by the dragon, but under the blessing of the other party's mana, it became the same as before, as if it had no effect.

"Haha, my fierce soul cone is a top-grade spiritual weapon. It is given by my ancestors, which can be attacked and defended. I want to break it with your two or three sons!" Mo Fengya smiled repeatedly in the ghost fog and shouted, "Now let you taste the ability of the fierce soul cone!"

"Break!"

A nearly-foot-long dark and gloomy soul cone broke out of the ghost fog and attacked Yang Fan at a very fast speed, which was only seen in his life.

Yang Fan was not in a hurry to think too much. He took a picture of the wind charm on his body and hurriedly made the origin of the law jump away.

"Bum!" A wide pit appeared on the ground where he stood, which scared him out of a cold sweat.

The ghost fog on the field is still gushing out, and the demon spirit and the red sword are trapped in it, which is almost turbulent.

It was the first time Yang Fan saw such a powerful spiritual weapon that even the red flame could not hurt the other party too much.

He is not well, and Mo Fengya, who controls the fierce soul cone, is also not good.

I thought to himself that I wanted to shake the other party with a strong power and take it directly. But I didn't expect that the other party's magic weapon was equally powerful. Not only that, the demon corpse is capable and powerful, and it is not affected by the ghost fog. The action is just a little slower, and the body is almost equal to the magic weapon.

At this time, Mo Fengya tried his best to kill Yang Fan as soon as possible, as if the ancestor had recovered his life.

Yang Fan couldn't help dodging, and the fierce soul cone also chased after him, and he almost died in his hands.

Mo Fengya roared when he saw this: "Kid, you have the guts to teach me. What's the point of always hiding!"

He also wants to run Zhenyuan with all his strength to control the attack of the demon and the Red Sword, and also attack the enemy. The Zhenyuan of physical strength is losing at a very fast speed. For a moment, he roared out in a hurry.

Yang Fan sneered and probably knew where the other party was hiding.

The demon condensed a fire bomb in each of his hands and smashed it to the other party one after the other.

There was a loud explosion in the ghost fog, and Mo Fengya was blown upside down by the underworld bomb and almost fainted.

The fierce soul cone is also condensed in the air, and the speed has slowed down a lot.

Yang Fan saw that it was effective, and the demon spirit condensed the fire bomb again and hit the other party.

"Boom! Boom..." A sound of the underworld fire bomb bounced out, and the ghost fog in the air became thinner and thinner. Mo Fengya never thought that the ghost fog that could kill the foundation master was broken through inside.

He spit out a large mouthful of blood, and obviously was injured. Through the heavy ghost fog, he glanced at the fierce and cold-looking demon spirit, gritted his teeth and said, "How good it would be if this corpse was mine!"

Yang Fan did not dare to rush into the ghost fog easily. When he saw the traces on the ground like knives, he could know that the fog was extraordinary and functional.

Mo Fengya smiled and said, "Yang Fan, do you think you won? Don't be happy too early. I still have a unique trick that I haven't used. Even if I destroy the fierce ghost, as long as I bring back the soul of the reincarnation of the demon god, it's a great achievement!"

"The devil is in the sky!"

The fierce ghost cone, which was moving in the air, suddenly trembled violently and rushed back into the ghost fog.

"Oh!"

There was a ghost roar in the ghost fog.

"Dong! Dong!"

Yang Fan was stunned. These two sounds were obviously footsteps. What could have such power?

"Hey... Unexpectedly, this is the fierce ghost sealed in the fierce ghost cone, and this fierce ghost cone is also a sharp weapon for the ancestors to become famous. Today, I will use it to make contributions. Mo Fengya dodged behind the fierce ghost and shouted, "Go up! Kill him!"

Only then did Yang Fan find that he was covered with a thin layer of armor, his face was ferocious, and he waved two knives with ghost fog in his hand.

"Won! "Oh!" The black horror knife was about ten feet long and wide, scratching the ground and suddenly plowed two deep traces on its face.

Yang Fan hurriedly dodged by, and the corners of his clothes were cut by him and immediately turned into fragments.

Mo Fengya smiled sideways and said, "Hey hey... You can hide, right? Let's see where you are hiding!"

The fierce ghost's hands danced crazily. In an instant, he sent out a hundred ghostly knives and attacked Yang Fan.

At this time, the surrounding escape roads have become sealed, and there is no place to avoid. Once the knife comes, it will be the end of being smashed.

In a hurry, the demons dodged in and took all the knives.

Yang Fan looked at the knife marks on his body and cut them on the armor one by one. There were inches of deep marks, and he was very angry.

"Mo Fengya, you will definitely die today!"

"Haha... just because you also want to kill me, don't think that the corpse can be safe and sound if you block the ghost knife, and the fierce soul can't dissipate without killing you." Mo Fengya laughed wildly.

Then, he sacrificed thousands of ghosts and pointed to Yang Fan and said, "Don't be proud to have a corpse to help you. Let's see what the real ghost sea is!"

"Thousand Ghosts!" Yang Fan was shocked.

He clearly knows the power of thousands of ghosts. The tens of millions of fierce ghosts covering the sky and the sun are not a joke. If you really want to do it with all your strength, you can't kill it, not to mention that if there is a powerful main soul in the flag, the power is not small.

No longer hesitated, he concentrated two fire bombs with all his strength, and the demon spirit also gathered the last two fire bombs and hit Mo Fengya fiercely in Yang Fan's angry shouts.

"Go to hell!"

Mo Fengya's eyes condensed, let the fierce soul stand in front of him, and he sacrificed thousands of ghosts to protect his body.

But the speed of the fire bomb and the underworld fire bomb is extremely fast. He thought that with the fierce soul and the ghost in the flag could protect everything, how could he think of a special chaotic fire under the explosion of two fireballs of one yin and one yang.

"Boom..." The destructive power of the fusion of the four projectiles is terrible and the most violent one so far.

After the demon spirit was promoted to build the foundation, he could only send out six fire bombs, and this time he also did his best without any effort.

Because the explosion was too severe, one person and one body were shaken back several steps.

When the smoke dissipated, Yang Fan fixed his eyes and looked around him. Half of Mo Fengya's body was blown up and disappeared, leaving only his upper body still there**.

Yang Fan walked in and immediately found the thousand ghost flag beside him. He understood that he protected himself with a large number of evil ghosts in the flag and reduced the power of the chaotic fire, so he could not die immediately.

Yang Fan smiled ggeniously and stepped forward and said coldly, "You Tianguifeng guys have been chasing since my debut. Why don't I give you a taste? I really think I'm mud!"

After saying that, he directly pulled out his opponent's soul, searched for the soul, and read Mo Fengya's memory. But to his puzzle, some of the memories seem to have been sealed, which is very strange.

At this time, Yang Fan realized that Li Yunbo did not reveal the identity of "Qin Bo", and the ghost ancestor did not know that "Qin Bo" was "Yang Fan".

"It seems that the identity of 'Qin Bo' can continue to be used. As long as you are more careful, you can continue to stay safe and sound in the ghost religion." After reading Mo Fengya's memory, Yang Fan muttered to himself.

He casually bombarded the dead Mo Fengya into a fireball, picked up the other party's storage bag and thousands of ghosts, and left directly.