This kind of technique that injures the enemy by 1,000 and self-inflicts 800 damage, unless it is a last resort, no one will use it in the immortal cultivation world, and there are countless methods that can temporarily improve cultivation, many of which do not have any side effects.

And what Han Song is using now is the kind of chicken rib exercise that is the most criticized and can't even be entered, and Wang Yue can see at a glance that what Han Song has learned is not a complete exercise, but just a fragment.

Therefore, although Han Song looked majestic and invincible at the moment, he was actually full of flaws.

In Wang Yue's opinion, Han Song was now like a balloon that had been blown up, although it seemed to be towering into the sky, he could make it disappear with just one finger.

And when he heard that Wang Yue actually compared the hole cards he was proud of to dross, Han Song was already furious, looked up to the sky and roared angrily, and then slowly spread his arms to both sides, and the whole person immediately flew into the air smoothly as if he had hung Weiya.

Standing in the air more than ten meters high with his feet in the air, Han Song slowly put his hands behind him, and his pale pupils were full of pride in the world.

Wang Yue, who had beaten the five of them to the point of being powerless just now, was now like a speck of dust on the ground in Han Song's eyes, Han Song felt that as long as he wanted to, he could trample them out at any time, but he could only look up at himself, as if he was looking at a god from afar.

"Hahaha......"

Han Song raised his head and laughed wildly, because he had not yet completely cultivated this fragment, and now that he had forcibly used it, he himself had suffered a lot of backlash, so that the whole person became even uglier, and his voice was hoarse like a bellows.

But Han Song didn't care about this, he was originally a ghost cultivator, and his image was already a dispensable thing for him, what really made him obsessed was power, and now he finally got his wish.

"It's been 800 years...... I finally have such otherworldly powers! After today, I, Han Song, can return to the world again! ”

Han Song raised his head and muttered to himself while feeling the terrifying power that was about to come out of his body, and the ghost cultivators below who had cultivated to a low level saw this scene and knelt on the ground in fright, as if they were worshipping the true god.

Even Xia Wei, who was cultivating, was shocked by the changes around her, and when she opened her eyes, she saw Han Song in mid-air, and she couldn't help but close her mouth in shock.

After a while, he muttered and asked, "Is this ...... Is this a fairy? Can a person really fly in the sky? ”

Hearing Xia Wei's words, Wang Yue shook his head contemptuously and smiled: "What kind of immortal, it's just a little trick, flashy and vulnerable." ”

"Huh?"

When Xia Wei heard this, she tilted her little head to look at Wang Yue on the side, her face was full of incomprehension, and she said in her heart: "Isn't this method of flying out of thin air the legendary immortal?" ”

But out of trust in Wang Yue, Xia Wei did not express the doubts in her heart, since Wang Yue said that he was not an immortal, there must be a reason for him.

After enjoying the pleasure brought by the majestic power in his body, Han Song looked down at Wang Yue on the ground again, and asked in a lofty tone: "Mortal, if you are willing to surrender to me, I will let you live today, you only need to serve me forever, I may not be able to give you strength, how about it?" ”

"Surrendered to you? Hehe......"

Hearing Han Song's words, Wang Yue couldn't help laughing, he hadn't heard anyone dare to talk to him like this for many years, and he thought it was quite funny for a while.

Seeing Wang Yue's expression, Han Song's brows furrowed slightly, and he continued to ask impatiently, "Why, do you still think you can defeat me until now?" Who can fight against me? I see that you have this kind of cultivation at a young age, it is not easy, I don't want you to die here, you don't know how to lift! ”

Listening to Han Song's boasting here, Wang Yue was really a little speechless, and immediately stopped talking nonsense, grabbed the Kunwu knife hovering beside him, pointed at Han Song in mid-air, and said in a calm tone: "Do you usually talk so much nonsense?" If you have finished speaking, prepare to die. ”

Unexpectedly, Wang Yue was still so stubborn at this time, Han Song couldn't react for a while, he originally thought that after showing his true strength, Wang Yue would definitely bow to the ground and beg for mercy from him.

After reacting, Han Song instantly became furious, glared at Wang Yue with both eyes and shouted: "You are looking for death!" ”

Originally, he really had a love for Wang Yue, and if he could have such a talented subordinate to work for him, he could save himself a lot of trouble.

Moreover, he knew that he had been isolated from the world for 800 years, and the outside world must be turned upside down now, and it would be nice to have someone familiar with the situation to guide him.

But since this kid doesn't appreciate it, then he has nothing to hesitate about, just try his hand first, and catch someone after he goes out.

Thinking of this, the yin qi in Han Song's body moved, and his right hand waved towards Wang Yue at will, and suddenly a majestic yin qi was like a wall, and it was quickly pressed towards Wang Yue's place.

Although the target of this wall formed by the condensation of yin qi was Wang Yue, its terrifying coercion still enveloped the many ghost cultivators below.

In the face of overwhelming oppression, where can those lowly cultivators resist, they all want to avoid the side when they cry wolf.

However, there were few who really dodged, and most of them were unable to move after feeling the coercion, and then they were directly shocked by the boundless oppressive force.

For the life and death of those subordinates in his past, where would Han Song care, in his opinion, he could break the seal immediately, leave from this ghost place, and care about what to do.

Not only those little ghosts with lowly cultivation, but even Xia Wei was unstable for a while at this moment, and she was almost pressed to the ground, but fortunately, Wang Yue was standing beside her, and most of the pressure fell on Wang Yue, she was just a little affected.

Even so, with Xia Wei's current cultivation, even Han Song at the beginning couldn't parry, let alone Han Song, whose strength has skyrocketed now, barely stabilized his body with all his strength through gritted teeth.

Compared with Xia Wei's crumbling situation, Wang Yue, who was at the center of the offensive, was not affected at all.

Looking up at the rich yin qi that seemed to be like a wall, the corners of Wang Yue's mouth hooked up a smile that seemed to be nothing.

The height of more than ten meters may be considered very high for ordinary people, but for monks, it is just a matter of a snap of a finger.

The next moment Han Song made his move, his attack had already approached the top of Wang Yue's head within a few tenths of a second.

And this short moment is simply a torment for Xia Wei and others.

"Hmph, a little clumsy trick, dare to take it out and show ugliness?"

Wang Yue sneered, the spiritual power in his body flowed, and he opened his mouth and shouted softly: "Scatter for me!" ”

As Wang Yue's voice came out, an invisible aura slammed into the Yin Qi wall like a sharp sword.

In an instant, the originally indestructible wall of Yin Qi was like tofu hitting a fast knife, and in the blink of an eye, it shattered into countless pieces, turning into a sky full of Yin Qi and drifting away.

As Wang Yue broke Han Song's move, the mountain that was pressing on the heads of Xia Wei and the others suddenly disappeared, and everyone was able to take a breath.

"Hmm!"

Han Song couldn't help but let out a muffled snort, seeing that his blow was actually broken by Wang Yue so easily, and even Wang Yue didn't make a move, just a simple sentence shook his yin qi away, and Han Song's face suddenly became ugly.

He had already spoken to the fullest just now, but as soon as he fought, Wang Yue had the upper hand, and Han Song's face was naturally gloomy.

However, compared to the problem of face, Han Song's own backlash was undoubtedly more difficult for him to accept, although it did not have much negative impact on his current state, but Wang Yue's breezy appearance seemed to have no effect on him at all in this round of confrontation just now.

Looking at Han Song, whose face was becoming more and more gloomy, Wang Yue sighed and shook his head, he still thought that Han Song would be able to perform differently after his cultivation soared.

As a result, it seems that he overestimated Han Song too much, even if he gave Han Song a profound cultivation, he only knew how to blindly condense Yin Qi to oppress his opponent, but he would never be able to figure out the true mystery of the technique.

Wang Yue shook the Kunwu knife in his hand casually, and shouted at Han Song in mid-air in a lazy tone: "I say, is that all you have the ability to?" Hurry up and use all the means, otherwise, you really won't have a chance. ”

"You ......"

Listening to Wang Yue's undisguised provocative words, Han Song almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood, took a few deep breaths, forcibly suppressed the anger in his chest, and then gritted his teeth and scolded in a low voice: "Boy, don't be so quick to talk here, since you are so anxious to seek death, the old man will fulfill you today!" ”

As soon as the words fell, Han Song looked up to the sky and roared angrily, and the yin qi in his body suddenly gushed out like spring water, stirring up all the yin qi and evil qi in this small world, and in the blink of an eye, a huge yin qi tornado visible to the naked eye was formed.

Han Song, who was in the center of the tornado, had a flurry of hair, his eyes glared at Wang Yue fiercely, and he yelled fiercely: "Boy! Do you really think that the old man is just such a trick?! This move is a killing move that the old man has practiced for decades! Let's see how you can take it! ”

As he spoke, the tornado had been continuously replenished by the surrounding yin qi, and it was so thick that it was more than ten meters in diameter, and many imps who had no time to dodge were swept into it, and they were torn to pieces in an instant and turned into a part of the tornado.