The Strongest Dan God

Heavy rain clouds, moonlight like blood.

A moment after the flute stopped, a very sharp howling sound was heard throughout the dead town.

The three remaining ghost servants, the blue muscles burst, and their eyes were red, the whole body suddenly expanded several times, and the cold and damp corpse swept the audience.

"Hoo ..." The ghost servant gasped continuously.

Hanyue glanced at the crowd before him, the look in her beautiful eyes was surprisingly cold.

"Ready to start ..."

A terrifying oppressive force spread from their three giant ghost servants and enveloped the entire courtyard.

"Quick, get rid of them before they are formed!"

Zhao Shucheng's eyebrows were tightly wrinkled, and his hands never stopped. He held a sword and danced hundreds of sword shadows, converging at one point, and punctured the body of the ghost servant.

However, the tip of the sword just burst into the body of the ghost servant.

Only with the sound of "ding", the piercing clang sounded.

The sword in his hand curled up outwards, but it couldn't penetrate at any point, as if hitting a copper wall.

"what?"

Zhao Shucheng was shocked, and apparently did not expect that the ghost servants who were relatively easy to deal with just now, after the sound of Han Yue's flute ended, their whole bodies turned hard as a rock.

The sword is invulnerable.

The ghost servant in front of him grinned, the huge arm that swelled, and raised the sword that Zhao Shucheng inserted into the tip of his belly.

Juli came in, and by the way, Zhao Shucheng also followed the saber, and he lifted it up together, so he hung in the air.

After the blink of an eye, the ghost servant didn't know what was muttering, and the other hand suddenly became longer, facing Zhao Shucheng's heart, and slammed in the past.

"Help!"

The ghost servant's arm had almost reached an inch before Zhao Shucheng's body, and he was about to be ripped open.

At this moment, Xueying flew, radiant.

Between the electric light and the flint, an extremely cold breath spread along the ghost servant's arm, spreading all the way to his palm, freezing his entire arm.

"Leaf front?"

Zhao Shucheng coughed a few times, fell down from the air, barely stabilized his body, and saw the man who rescued him, with a look of consternation over his face.

"Now do you think this Ice Emperor Sword is still worthy of me?"

Ye Fengfeng smiled slightly, and jumped from the giant servant's giant arm.

"This……"

Zhao Shucheng's mouth twitched, barely squeezing out an ugly smile.

"If you don't say it, I will assume you are the default." Ye Yefeng smiled indifferently, his eyes lighted, and the shadow of the sword light around him was as bright as day.

Instantly passed, I saw behind him that the pieces of ice crystals shattered.

"boom!"

A giant arm fell to the ground, splashing countless dust and making a heavy noise.

The ghost servant screamed, clutching his shoulders, stepping back several steps, and kneeling on the ground.

Seeing this scene, the crowd was in an uproar.

"What ?!" Han Yuemei's eyes widened, her body leaning forward slightly.

The ghost servant who had been added by his flute would be cut by Ye Feng to kneel on the ground.

Even some people who were panicked and hazy, were shocked by this scene and had confidence again.

The sound of the discussion rounded involuntarily.

"Awesome, I knew Ye Zifeng's uniqueness. I knew it before I entered Tianmen."

"Go to yours, before you enter Tianmen, do you know others Ye Feng?"

...

"Master Hanyue ..." Zhou Feng was stunned. Looking at the current situation, he had no choice but to stop.

A fierce color appeared in his eyes: "This weapon is very threatening to ghost servants, I will hold him back."

"Exactly."

Han Yue looked deeply at Ye Zifeng, and the Ice Emperor Sword in his hand, and an unpleasant look appeared on Qiao's face.

Ye Fengfeng was able to fight against this point under his fantasy flute sound. This kind of thing has almost never happened before, which made her somewhat unexpected.

"You said that if you want to hold me back, can you really hold me back?"

Ye Fengfeng saw Zhou Feng rushing towards himself, and smiled lightly: "Demon Fox, he will give it to you."

The demon fox smiled lightly: "Okay, I just want to relax my muscles."

Immediately, he and the demon fox went wrong.

One ran to Zhou Feng, the other ran to the giant ghost servant.

"Go away!" Zhou Feng drank angrily, but he felt a hot chest.

The demon fox snorted coldly, and the warm blood at his fingertips dripped.

In Zhou Feng's heart, he thought that the beautiful woman in front of him was just a vase. Anyone who had expected to just get it started felt a strange one. One was not careful, and there were three more scratches on his chest.

"Zhou Feng, don't underestimate the enemy."

Hanyue frowned deeply, she was relatively clear about the strength of the demon fox, knowing that at her level, she could draw a tie with Zhou Feng, and even occupy a certain upper hand.

"Yes, if Ye Zifeng, let me do it myself!"

Seeing that there was no one around him, Han Yue drank coldly, and a jade flute rolled up the roaring wind and slammed into the location of Ye Feng.

"Yefeng Feng, forced me to this point, let me personally deal with you, you should be proud."

"But what I want is more than pride."

Ye Zifeng chuckled lightly, his eyes gleaming finely, and he had heard the sound of the sky breaking from his ears, and at the same time, he also heard the sound of ghosts in his mind.

A strange smile appeared in the corner of his mouth, and the ghost's breath quietly disappeared underground.

After the blink of an eye, the sword of the ice emperor in his hand was cut back, and the ethereal sword gas, the sky of ice, suddenly burst out into the cold moon.

"Yefeng Feng, useless, want to use that ice sword to deal with me? Do you regard me as those ghost servants?"

Han Yue sneered, letting the ice condense on his body, from his feet all the way to his chest, even the show eyebrows were stained with a layer of frost.

Then she picked up the jade flute and played a note ...

A light and shadow suddenly appeared in her body.

The voice of "chirp" sounded.

The ice attached to her shattered layer by layer, and the white snow melted sharply.

"broken!"

As she put down the jade flute and gave a cold drink, Binghua shook all over her body, shaking in the air.

Ice Emperor Sword has no effect on her.

"Yefeng Feng, your death is here."

Defrosting the air of frost, the cold eyes of Hanyue shine, the jade flute in his hand, pointing directly to the throat of the leaf front, the cold color on the pretty face, overflowing in words.

Yefeng Feng sighed slightly: "It's such a beautiful beauty, but it's a pity ..."

It turned out that when the ice was broken, the tulle covered in Hanyue's face was lifted a little, and his peerless face was already in front of everyone's eyes. Ye Fengfeng was the closest, and of course I saw it.

She apparently realized this too, her beautiful eyes were angry, her attack was a little stagnate, and she covered the tulle again.

"What a pity?"

Yefeng Feng smiled lightly, the cold light in his eyes burst out suddenly.

"Unfortunately, you will be destroyed in my hands!"

Hanyue was stunned, looking at Ye Zifeng's mouth, it didn't seem to be moving, but it didn't look like he was talking in belly language.

"What, who is talking ..."

She had just realized that there was something wrong, and suddenly, there was a violent tremor under her feet.

"Could it be your hole card ..."

A cracked crack appeared on the ground, and then more and more cracks appeared like mushrooms.

Hanyue's heart shattered, and her inexplicable fear came to her mind. She no longer hesitated and hurried into the air.

On the dark ground, a huge white bone with huge fingers, breaking through the ground, no trace of flesh and blood, but only a skeleton.

"God, what is this ..."

Everyone waited, apart from the demon fox and Ye Xueyi, seeing such a strange shape, they took a breath of air, motionless, as if stunned.

Fortunately in their hearts, fortunately, they were not enemies with Yefeng Feng, otherwise, they might not even know how to die.

The ghost's voice is ethereal and cold.

"Can you escape?"

"Whoosh", there was a loud noise, and the huge white bone giant finger suddenly swept towards Han Yue's body, and the speed was extremely fast.

Han Yue was amazed. She guessed that Ye Zifeng would have a hole card, but she didn't expect the opponent to have such a strong hole card. She couldn't help feeling sorry for her carelessness.

Ye Fengfeng did not use ghosts before, but was afraid of the existence of Zi Cang.And now that the gate is blocked, even if Zi Cang wants to enter, it will take a lot of time. At these moments, when it is tucked away, how long will it take?

When Hanyue stepped on the sky, she saw that she was going to be caught up by the bone-fingered giant finger, and quickly blew her jade flute.

The passionate flute surrounds the whole scene.

On the ground, a giant ghost servant's eyes shined for a while, and rushed into the air, grabbing the white bone giant finger, making her advance rate slightly slower.

However, this slow shot has created precious time for Hanyue.

She hurriedly transported the aura, and the corpse of the sky was condensed into a ball by her.

The corpse exploded in turn, which largely hindered its advancement.

However, after all, the boneless giant finger broke through all the obstacles and punctured the chest against Han Yue's chest.

Seeing that Hanyue couldn't resist anymore, he bit her silver teeth lightly and hurried across the jade flute, resting it on her chest.

The number of "bang bang" sounds.

A clear crack appeared on the jade flute.

Hanyue was shocked by Juli, her throat was sweet, and a bloody arrow spewed out. She was hit by the bone bone fingers, and she was undoubtedly seriously injured.

In her beautiful eyes, she seemed unbelievable. How could Ye Yefeng be able to control such a powerful white bone?

"Great, Brother Zifeng."

"Yeah, Ye Zifeng, hiding such a big hole card, it's not too early to use, it makes us feel guilty."

Li Yunsheng laughed loudly, suddenly looked awkward, and glimpsed that Han Yue was rushing towards himself, that is, in the direction of the gate.

"Can't fight, just want to escape ?!"

He smiled and leaned on the gate: "Yefeng Feng, I'll block it first. Come quickly to help me."

Ye Fengfeng's brows were slightly wrinkled, and a strange feeling came to mind.

"Wait."

Ye Fengfeng has not yet spoken further.

Suddenly, the thick smile on Li Yunsheng's face was like petrification and solidified on the spot.

"This……"

He lowered his head slowly, his body trembling slightly, and the blood was getting colder.

I saw a sharp sword on his chest.

A bright silver thin sword actually penetrated the thick bluestone slab, and stabbed him in the heart ...