Han Feng frowned, he could tell from the aura emanating from the other party that this guy had at least reached the realm of the middle stage of psychic, with his current strength, he was not very afraid, but he could not easily reveal his identity at this moment, and could only rely on Murong Xue to bear it alone.

"Hmph, you ghost thing has been cowering here, regardless of the life or death of your subordinates, are you still embarrassed to show off?" Murong Xue snorted coldly.

"Don't think that a sentence or two will sow discord, most of them have gathered around the deity, just waiting for you to come and die, you can see for yourself. The Ghost Venerable said calmly.

As soon as his words fell, a gray-black rune light rose into the sky, and a giant grimace appeared in it, which was full of their ghost clan monks, holding the Dharma in their hands, connecting them into one, bursting out with incomparably powerful power, comparable to a psychic venerable!

Han Feng watched coldly, observed carefully, and found that they were able to form such a grimace, mainly with the blessing of the magic circle of that high mountain, no wonder they gathered here desperately, the purpose was to take advantage of the geographical advantages here to achieve an absolute advantage over his side.

"Hoo ......"

The giant grimace was a hundred feet in size, and it suddenly rushed out, rolling up the sky with lightning and thunder, as if it was coming with the entire sky.

The tall female cultivator's name was Ma Dongmei, and her eyes were full of horror at this time, and her whole body trembled, as if she was trembling.

"What's there to be afraid of, just give me a fight!" Han Feng snorted coldly, raised his hand to pinch the trick, and sacrificed a big knife, which shone with golden light, and urged it with the power of the consummation level of the Jie Dan, and in an instant, it condensed a sword light hundreds of zhang long, and slashed it fiercely.

"Poof......

It's a pity that this sword light was drowned out by its terrifying aura before it could get close to the giant grimace, and before it could breathe, it suddenly collapsed and disappeared without a trace.

The giant grimace continued to press, and the power became more and more majestic, Ma Dongmei couldn't hold on any longer, and suddenly turned around and fled.

"Holly, get her back for me, if she dares to resist, life or death is up to you!This guy is so useless, it's really embarrassing!" Murong Xue glanced at Ma Dongmei from the corner of her eyes, and said coldly.

Ximen Holly was expressionless, agreed, flashed, and chased after him.

Murong Xue herself cut horizontally, alone in front of the giant grimace, the shuriken technique was triggered, and a massive amount of sword qi immediately appeared up and down her body, covering the sky and the sun, and in an instant, it turned into a giant lotus, the green light was shining, spanning the heavens and the earth, and the momentum was beyond imagination.

"Bang ......"

Murong Xue's heart moved, and the hundred-zhang cyan sword lotus slammed into the giant grimace, and suddenly broke out with an earth-shaking sound, as well as the wave of arrogance that was even higher than the wave, burning the void and shattering one after another.

It was just a face, and the giant grimace was melted into a small piece by Qinghui, and the ghost clan monks who formed the formation immediately vomited blood, even several of their half-step psychic people were no exception.

Murong Xue's eyes were like electricity, the method in her hand remained unchanged, and she kept injecting vast mana, urging the giant sword lotus to spin dripping, and the power became more powerful, and thousands of sword rays pierced through the void like pillars, making the opponent's grimace radiant, and there was a feeling of collapse.

The thousands of ghost clan monks in the formation screamed, vomiting blood, and when they were about to lose their support, the ghost clan venerable suddenly appeared behind Murong Xue, holding a halberd in his hand, and rushed straight over.

It's so abrupt!

Moreover, his speed was extremely fast, and with a flicker, he approached Murong Xue's back, stabbing over, piercing the void and pulling out an extremely sharp roar.

Murong Xue's face changed drastically, and she only had time to condense a light wheel on her back, accompanied by a large amount of cyan sword qi, trying to resist the opponent's attack.

"Bang ......"

There was a loud bang, and the light wheel behind Murong Xue collided directly with the other party's halberd, roaring non-stop, the surrounding space collapsed, and debris splashed everywhere, sweeping in all directions.

"Hehe, you can't prevent it!" The Ghost Clan Venerable sneered, and the long halberd in his hand suddenly turned, and it immediately moved, causing a series of cracks to appear in the light wheel, and the sword qi in the sky quickly collapsed.

At the same time, that giant grimace also expanded by three points, desperately resisting the attack of the giant sword lotus, making it impossible for Murong Xue to rush forward and dodge the attack from behind.

It's a long story, but it's just a breath away.

Murong Xue's pressure increased suddenly, and just as he was about to perform other secret techniques, Han Feng quietly rushed to the side of the Ghost Clan Venerable, without any nonsense, he directly cast the Tyrant Technique, hitting a piece of fist shadow, and successfully submerged it.

"Y-Who are you?!" The Venerable of the Ghost Clan originally didn't take Han Feng in his eyes, and before launching a sneak attack on Murong Xue, he was fully prepared, almost ignoring Han Feng, after all, a monk who had attained a perfect foundation couldn't shake him.

However, unexpectedly, Han Feng's attack was incomparable, as if the endless fist power acted on his body, making him vomit a large mouthful of blood in an instant, if it weren't for the fact that his body had been infiltrated by hundreds of years of spiritual power, he would have already left the level of the mortal fetus, and could be compared to the body refiners of the Dragon Descending Realm, and he was protected by the psychic power around his body, otherwise he would explode in an instant.

Rao was like this, he was also greatly injured, and hurriedly withdrew the halberd, slashed out horizontally, and bursts of blue and dark light burst out, like a tide, blocking more follow-up Deception Fist attacks.

Murong Xue got a chance to breathe, naturally she would not let go of such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, with a wave of her left hand, the sword qi in the sky rose again, shuttled through the void, and appeared in front of the ghost clan Venerable like lightning, turning into thousands of lightsabers in an instant, blooming like a lotus flower, engulfing the other party in an instant.

"Poof!"

With a muffled sound, the void exploded, and large black cracks burst out, impacting all directions.

But this blow missed, and the Venerable of the Ghost Clan successfully performed the teleportation technique in an instant just now, and dodged it.

A hundred miles away, his figure reappeared, covered in blood, and his eyes were full of horror, not in the days since he became a psychic had he been so embarrassed as this one.

He was now seriously injured and could no longer hold on here, so he had to evacuate first, as long as he survived the catastrophe in front of him, with his cultivation, it would not take long to recover.

It's a pity that as soon as he had this idea, a figure suddenly appeared behind him, it was Han Feng.

Almost at the same moment, the sword qi in the sky spread out without warning, drowning the Ghost Clan Venerable, and in the blink of an eye, a magic circle was formed, trapping it firmly.

The Venerable of the Ghost Clan didn't care so much, mobilized the power of the psychics, and immediately teleported away.