The Strongest Dan God

The white light rises, and it catches the eye.

Corpse explosion!

The power of a giant ghost servant's explosion has been imagined.

Needless to say, the explosion of the five ghost servants united is truly shocking!

Hanyue gasped, put down the jade flute, wiped the remaining blood from the corners of her mouth, and using these abilities was not a huge consumption of her own.

She raised her eyes and glanced at the dust that was flying in the sky.

"Yefeng Feng, what a pity ..."

There was a sneer in the corner of her mouth: "I originally wanted to refine you as my senior ghost servant, but now, I am afraid I can't find your whole body. I have to say that it is a pity thing."

...

"This……"

At the same time, everyone suddenly encountered this change, swallowing two or three saliva, as if the throat was dry, and the expression on his face was full of consternation.

"Yefeng Feng is like that, dead?"

Their faces became more and more difficult to look at. Ye Fengfeng was no less than Li Yunsheng. It was no big deal to lose one Li Yunsheng, but if there was no Ye Fengsheng, what would be the next fight?

"Who said Brother Zifeng is dead."

Ye Xueyi's eyes widened, her heart shivered.

"No, impossible!"

Her head burst "buzz", shook her head fiercely, her pretty face was pale, her pretty face was haggard all at once, and she rushed desperately to where Ye Zhifeng was just now. This is the center of the explosion.

"Brother Zifeng cannot die like this!"

"Xueyi, don't be impulsive ..."

Ye Xueyi looked back and glanced coldly at her: "I have said that, you are not allowed to call me that."

Under the pull of Liu Ningzi, she failed to hold her and licked her lips. The look in her eyes was complicated. At present, she had to stand on the same place as everyone else, looking at her back.

Hanyue saw Ye Xueyi rushing alone, her eyes slightly surprised.

"This little girl is not afraid of death. In that case, I will show my kindness and leave you a whole body."

With a sneer, she took the jade flute in her hand and suddenly made a slight trembling sound.

The two ghost servants, who were close together, heard a sound, and their movements were stagnation. After a short while, their red eyes lighted up, and they rushed hard to Ye Xueyi.

"Don't block me."

Ye Xueyi Qiao's face was sullen, and the impulsive wind king Wuhun formed two air blades, circling and scraping towards the two ghost servants.

It was slightly better than Zhao Shucheng's return without a single blow. The two air blades hit the ghost servant's chest and stirred up a layer of blood.

However, it is just a layer of blood.

After all, her Wind King Wuhun has just been acquired. Even if the potential is high, at this stage, it has not yet reached the level of the martial arts intermediate.

There was a trace of disdain on Hanyue's face, and he persuaded, "Yeah's sister, right. Little girl, don't struggle. Today, no matter who you are, you have to leave your life, no one can be an exception."

"Not necessarily."

Ye Xueyi's eyebrows fell, and she bit her thin lips. She pulled out a wind blade from the jade in the space.

In the calm air, there was a sudden howling.

The two ghost servants still smiled arrogantly, and there were not many other reactions yet. Ye Xueyi's eyes flashed with lightness, and the wind blade in his hand was in front of them.

The air was flooding and Jinghong fought.

"Swoosh!" The wind whizzed in my ear.

The two giant ghost servants couldn't even see the direction of Wind Blade, not to mention hand blocking.

Between their throats, the blood marks from the beginning gradually expanded into several blood holes and even swelled.

With a bang, their throats were completely pierced by Ye Xueyi's wind blade, bursting into the air!

At the next moment, they stiffened and fell like stones to the ground.

"what……"

Hanyue felt awkward in her heart, where did she know that the little girl with less strength in front of her got a whole set of Spirit-level Peaks from the Wuji Medicine Pavilion.

"Whether the wild wind suit ... Alas, if I was the first to get the top name at the last pet hunting conference." Zhao Shucheng sighed slightly enviously.

Ye Xueyi can make up for the unique strength of the suit with the lack of strength.

"This girl is somewhat similar to your brother, not so easy to deal with."

Hanyue recovered slightly and nodded with a sneer.

"Well, I will fulfill you, how did Ye Fengfeng die, and now I let you die too!"

So, she picked up the jade flute and traversed her lips, an extremely loud flute sounded again.

Seeing how she picked up the jade flute, Zi Cang knew that everyone's ending had been decided.

After all, this group of corpse frenzy, inspired by Han Yue's fantasy flute, is unmatched.

The corpse explosion is her unique killer skill.

In his view, the rest of the people had no more money.

Even if Ye Xueyi has a violent wind suit, it will last at most for a while, and sooner or later he will be swallowed up by this sea of ​​corpses.

Zichang's face was filled with a light smile, and he sighed aloud: "Since Ye Zifeng is dead, your defeat has been decided, everyone, take care of yourself."

He was about to leave at the start, and suddenly a familiar voice came from behind him.

"Who said I was dead?"

Zi Cang's footsteps stagnate and his blood coagulates.

In addition, upon hearing this, Hanyue held the jade flute hand, but also froze on the spot.

The two of them put their eyes on the center of the corpse explosion just now.

"Zi ... ZiFeng brother." Ye Xueyi raised her head slowly, the light in his eyes narrowed, his face turned into a smile.

The corpse gas dissipated, and Ye Fengfeng's body was surrounded by white bones.

Around him, a height of about half a person sank, and a big bunker was sunken.

However, he was standing on the high ground, although his face looked pale.

However, there is no doubt that Ye Feng is indeed alive.

"Okay, ghost, you take a rest first."

Ye Zifeng smiled indifferently, and saw the giant bone bone fingers in front of him slowly turning into a channel of aura, following the blood line of his arms and returning to his mind.

In any case, the five consecutive corpse bursts were actually resisted by Ye Feng and the boned giant fingers, and they were utterly accepted.

"you……"

Zi Cang's eyes narrowed into a line of eyes, almost at the same time.

"I'm dazed in front of me, is it really okay?" Ye Fengfeng sneered.

Then, Binghua shined, and the glorious glory of the ice emperor's sword emerged, drawing a long silver glow in the air.

The sword's tip is facing Zi Cang's pupil, constantly zooming in!

Zi Cang's face twitched slightly, and he recovered. The bright silver sword in his hand shot from under the threat. A sword was pointed on the tip of the ice emperor's sword, and it was slightly offset.

However, in a hurry, he hurriedly shot, still shocked by this great force, the tiger's mouth was suddenly cracked by the earthquake, and the blood was flowing.

The bright ice, along the blade of the bright silver thin sword, kept freezing upwards, and suddenly Zicang's fingers froze, and along his wrists and arms all the way up, forming a thick frost.

Hanyue hesitated for a moment, and made a decision, immediately holding a jade flute and blowing a strong sound at a rapid speed.

The thick frost was shaken by the flute sound, and suddenly broke from Zicang's arm, fell to the ground, and fell into ice slag.

Zi Cang was rescued by Meng Hanyue. Without a word, he kept busy with the reiki and took a dozen steps back.

However, he was attacked by the frost of the ice emperor's sword, and the speed of retreat became slightly slower.

"Want to escape?"

Ye Fengfeng smiled lightly, and wiped the magic crystal ring suddenly. The Zidian Flying Sword fell into his hand immediately, facing the bright silver thin sword of Zichang.

If you don't count the frost of the Ice Emperor Sword, Ye Zifeng is still used to using the Zidian Flying Sword when chopping. This is due to the speed bonus of the Zidian suit.

"Ding Ding Ding!" Only heard the sound of Jin Ge's fighting.

Once Ye Feng shot, he no longer showed mercy.

Seven swords in a row, and the sword went away.

"This……"

Zi Cang Xiang comes from being a genius, hiding his strength in the Yangjian Pavilion. He has always believed that among the students of the same realm, no one can beat himself in talent.

But now, he has changed his mind.

He and Ye Zifeng put their hands together, and Zi Cang suddenly felt the infinite exquisiteness contained in the opponent's sword move. In his heart, there was a hint of inexplicable inferiority.

"Yefeng Feng, you ..." Zi Cang looked up in amazement.

"I said that, it's really a daze to stand in front of me?"

Ye Feng's eyes glanced at a flaw in the other party, sneering slightly, the Zidian Feijian was like lightning, striking out quickly.

Zi Cang was shocked and saw that it was too late to dodge, and immediately extended his left hand to resist.

"Uh!"

A blood flower exploded in the air, and the silver glow shone.

A flying sword actually pierced Zi Cang's entire left hand and poked out a large blood hole.

Moreover, this is not counted, the remaining power of the Zidian Feijian is still there, rushing in all the way, stabs straight into his chest.

With a grunt, Zi Cang's face suddenly became extremely white and extremely painful.

He gritted his teeth tightly, and his body exploded with a mighty, soaring breath. When he worked hard, he ejected the Zidian Flying Sword from his body and shocked the leaf front.

Ye Fengfeng frowned, and stepped back a few steps in a row, avoiding the invasion of the sky-high spirits.

However, from just now to now, Ye Fengfeng's strong breath has been enough.

"puff……"

He has a sweet throat and a blocked chest. At this time, he couldn't help but spit out a blood arrow. He quickly waved the purple electric flying sword and pressed the tip of the sword against the gravel ground, barely letting himself fall down. .

"You ... did you just get seriously injured?" Zi Cang froze slightly, and a smile appeared in the corner of his mouth.

It was almost the same. As long as Ye Feng ’s attack just passed a little further, he could penetrate the heart of Zi Cang and kill Zi Cang on the spot.

However, he failed after all.

Ye Zifeng didn't answer, strong self restrained the urge to vomit blood, looking a little ugly.

He turned back, gritted his teeth, and ran in the direction of Ye Xueyi.

"Xueyi, keep up with me."

Zi Cang froze a little, raised his head violently, looked at where Han Yue was, and yelled out loud.

"Hurry up and hurry! Ye Feng has been seriously injured! This is his last struggle!"

While he was talking, he was too excited, suddenly felt dizzy, his eyes were black, he slowly fell to the ground, and could no longer act ...