Yun Ting had been walking with the disciples of the Haisha Gang for a few days, and he had already left the area under the jurisdiction of the Haisha Gang. After going through the territory under the jurisdiction of the Netherworld, he did not encounter large-scale resistance. From a distance, there are two mountains ahead, and the road in front of you leads directly between them.

When they came to the mountain, they saw steep cliffs on both sides of the road, hundreds of feet high. The cliffs on both sides are craggy and rugged, like fierce beasts, looking down below. The top of the cliff was filled with a mist that had not yet dissipated, giving it a dangerous atmosphere.

"Helper, my subordinates seem to feel that there are people in the Netherworld Palace lurking on the cliff. Before and after the group of people came to the cliff, Feng Fan, who sensed hundreds of breaths on the top of the cliff with his divine sense, reminded Yun Ting in a low voice.

"Are you sure?" asked Yun Ting, slightly stunned.

"Yes, I can feel that there seem to be hundreds of people hiding at the top of the cliff. Feng Fan said with a frown.

"Even if there is an ambush above, we must pass through here, as this road is the only way to reach the main altar of the Netherworld, unless we divert through the civilian quarters. But if you meet someone in the Netherworld, you will inevitably hurt innocent people. Yun Ting groaned for a moment and sighed softly.

Looking at the wide road that runs between the two mountain cliffs, Feng Fan sighed with emotion. If you take a detour, when you pass through the territory under the jurisdiction of the Netherworld, you will definitely fight with the people in the Netherworld, which will inevitably hurt innocent people.

"Yun Ting is really a trustworthy person, he would rather let himself take risks than hurt innocent people far away!" Feng Fan suddenly felt a surge of admiration in his heart, and secretly determined that he must protect Yun Ting and the others. And after returning to the Haisha Gang this time, Feng Fan is ready to help Yun Ting win the position of the leader of the Haisha Gang.

The disciples of the Haisha Gang walked forward slowly, looking at the steep cliffs on both sides, and everyone's hearts were full of deep worry. This place belongs to the sphere of influence of the Netherworld, and it is very close to the main altar of the Netherworld. If the Netherworld set up an ambush on the clifftops on either side, they would be slaughtered like meat on a chopping board.

Just when everyone was in doubt, a loud shout suddenly came from the top of the mountain: "Do it." "Countless rocks poured down from the top of the cliff.

Feng Fan immediately urged the True Yuan Imperial Cover, only to see a faint green qi circulating around Feng Fan's body, no matter how big the stone fell on Feng Fan's body, it was immediately blocked by the invisible thing, and then deviated from the direction and fell to the ground.

The disciples of the Haisha Gang were shocked and immediately waved their weapons to resist. It's just that the stones fall extremely fast and there are too many of them. Within a single stick of incense, nearly 100 disciples of the Haisha Gang died, while hundreds of other disciples of the Haisha Gang were injured to varying degrees.

Seeing that everyone in the Haisha Gang was in a mess, Feng Fan flipped his right hand, and the frisbee magic weapon appeared in his hand. Feng Fan threw the frisbee out, and the frisbee landed on the ground in front of him. Although Feng Fan can fly in the sky without relying on magic weapons at this time, the true yuan consumed by flying with magic weapons is far less than the true yuan consumed by flying in the sky.

Feng Fan pointed at the frisbee, and the frisbee swelled, emitting countless dazzling rays of light at the same time. Gently stepping on the frisbee, Feng Fan's mind moved, and the frisbee rose into the air rapidly.

"This is ......" Seeing such a strange sight, all the people in the Sea Sand Gang seemed to forget the danger in front of them, and they all looked at Feng Fan who was quickly rising into the air.

"Could it be that the Wind Hall Master is a legendary cultivator......" Speculations such as these echoed around.

Feng Fan flew to the top of the cliff in a very short time, looked around, and finally saw the surrounding situation clearly. There were more than 100 people standing on the cliffs on both sides, all of them wearing black suits.

There were countless stones piled up on the top of the cliff, and it seemed that the Netherworld Palace had made extremely good preparations in advance. When those black-clothed people saw Feng Fan flying up from below, their faces flashed with shock.

"Activate the hard crossbow!" As a man in black shouted, more than a dozen people on the side of the cliff quickly took out the hard crossbow from their bodies.

Looking at those hard crossbows, Feng Fan knew that this kind of hard crossbow was called "Iron Arm Hard Crossbow", which was somewhat different from ordinary hard crossbows. Ordinary hard crossbows are weaker than this kind of iron-armed hard crossbow in terms of strength and power, and if they encounter this kind of hard crossbow, even the masters of the rivers and lakes who have cultivated the golden bell jar will not dare to use their bodies to hard-connect within a certain distance.

Feng Fan's mind moved, and a closed cyan light shield poured out around his body. Feng Fan, who had opened the True Yuan Imperial Cover, then pinched a spell with both hands, and with the rapid outpouring of countless True Yuan, dozens of illusory ice picks were gradually materializing. In order to quickly kill the people in the Netherworld Palace on the top of the cliff, Feng Fan did not hesitate to consume the true yuan to urge the ice pick technique.

More than a dozen people holding iron arm hard crossbows pressed the mechanism of the hard crossbow in their hands one after another, and with the sound of breaking the air, more than a dozen crossbow arrows shot towards Feng Fan. A dull sound resounded all around, and more than a dozen crossbow arrows were all blocked a few inches away from Feng Fan's body, and then all fell.

Feng Fan looked coldly at everyone on the top of the cliff on the side where the crossbow arrow came like an immortal god, feeling the slight fluctuation caused by the crossbow arrow hitting the True Yuan Imperial Cover, Feng Fan was also a little moved by the power of this iron-armed hard crossbow. A cold killing intent appeared on his face, Feng Fan's sleeves moved slightly, and dozens of true elements were drawn from between his hands, and then disappeared out of thin air, turning into bits of light and dissipating in the sky.

Feng Fan pressed the void with one hand to the opposite side, and dozens of ice picks burst out, with a breath like destroying heaven and earth, carrying a low sound of breaking the sky, and rushed out at an extremely fast speed. Amazing power and aura came like a storm, swarming towards the people of the Netherworld.

The people in the Netherworld Palace on the other side were horrified, brandishing the weapons in their hands in a vain attempt to block the flying icicles. It was only after a chaotic noise that dozens of corpses were left on the cliff. Even if the ice pick was blocked by the weapon, the True Yuan inside it also killed the Netherworld Palace disciple through the weapon extremely quickly.

Feng Fan's hands quickly condensed various magic seals, and at the same time, a low spell came out of his mouth. Feng Fan pointed five fingers, and a huge fireball rose. Feng Fan sealed with one hand, and the fireball emitted a monstrous flame. With a flick of Feng Fan's one hand, the fireball slammed towards the opposite side.

Fengfan Void pulled the fireball slightly, and the fireball approaching the disciple of the Netherworld Palace exploded directly, and as the firelight flickered, an indescribable impact raged wildly in this instant, and then dispersed extremely quickly.

Amidst the panicked screams of the Netherworld disciples, these flying fires raged furiously. The raging fires burned on the cliff tops on both sides, and the mist on the cliff tops dissipated extremely quickly under the scorching flames, making the scene on the top of the cliff clearly reflected in the eyes of the disciples of the Haisha Gang below the cliff.

The people in the Netherworld Palace were in a mess, and just now they were calmly attacking the disciples of the Sea Sand Gang from a high place, but now they are actually muddy Bodhisattvas crossing the river and it is difficult to protect themselves, and the contrast between before and after is huge.

Looking at the corpses of the Netherworld Palace disciples who kept falling from the top of the cliff, the disciples of the Sea Sand Gang under the cliff were stunned.