The sword shines like a mountain, and its power is overwhelming!
In an instant, the light of the broken sword rushed over, and it hit the ghost palm of the gray-clothed old monster like a weight of tens of thousands of pounds. It immediately set off bursts of violent sounds, roaring, and waves of air surged and swept in all directions.
Cracks appeared in the vast Gobi desert below, and they collapsed immediately. Amidst the flying dust, sinkholes appeared one after another, exceeding a hundred feet in size!
Fortunately, Murong Xue was protected by Han Feng and was not affected by the storm at all. However, in order to reduce the pressure on Han Feng, she still took a strong breath and quickly moved away.
She is an extremely smart person, so she naturally knows that this choice is the best. In her current state, doing anything unnecessary is a lie. Only by retreating first, recovering from her injuries as soon as possible, and regaining her previous fighting strength can she Help Han Feng.
At this moment, three more figures suddenly flew from the distance, it was Ling Fen, Long Min and Dead Soul Flower.
"Sister Murong, are you okay?!" Ling Fen looked anxious, she sped up and landed next to Murong Xue, supported her and asked.
Murong Xue shook her head slightly and said nothing. Instead, she looked at the dead flower, who was also dressed in white, her eyes flashing.
"Oh, she is Han Feng's demon pet, the Dead Flower!" Ling Fen saw Murong Xue's confusion and quickly pointed at the Dead Flower.
Ling Fen paused for a moment, then pointed at Long Min and said, "This is my senior sister, Long Min!"
Murong Xue nodded to Dead Soul Flower and Long Min, which was regarded as saying hello.
"boom!!!"
At this moment, there was a violent loud noise in the sky, and the strong wind roared.
The void was distorted, as if it could not withstand the power of this level of explosion, and was about to be torn apart. It was constantly refracting astigmatism, and the colors were colorful and extremely gorgeous.
In the end, the void was still unbreakable and held on, and the wind and waves in the sky gradually calmed down, revealing the giant ghosts of Han Feng's bloody tiger and the old monster in gray.
At this moment, Han Feng looked tired, and the blood tiger outside him became a little dim, but he still blocked the ghost palm of the old monster in gray.
The gray-clothed old monster hit the Nether Palm several times in a row, and his breath could not help but drop a little. Obviously, the palm technique also consumed his energy.
"Good boy, if you keep fighting, you will definitely die. Why bother? You can make a deal with me!" The old man in gray suddenly said.
"Hey, can I still make a deal with a devil like you?!" Han Feng mocked with a smile on his lips.
"Hmph, don't rush to reject it, I haven't finished speaking yet!" The old man in gray snorted coldly, and then said: "I can let you go, but you have to tell me how to escape from this world. !”
"My conditions are not excessive!" Seeing Han Feng remain calm, he suddenly added.
"Of course there is a way, I'm afraid you don't dare to agree!" Han Feng's eyes flashed and he said calmly.
"Oh, tell me!" The old monster in gray said calmly while adjusting his breath silently.
"It's very simple, accept me as your master and I will take you out!" Han Feng said.
The old man in gray clothes was startled when he heard this, and then suddenly laughed out loud, as if he was hearing something out of the blue and felt it was extremely ridiculous.
"How courageous are you? Do you know who I am? How dare you let me recognize you as my master?!" The old man in gray suppressed his smile and shouted sternly.
"Want to hear the details, who are you?!" Han Feng crossed his hands on his chest, smiled slightly, and asked disapprovingly.
"You are not qualified to know!" The old monster in gray shouted coldly, and suddenly reached out and slapped a palm. The void shook, ghost energy condensed, and a large handprint hundreds of feet in size appeared out of thin air, suppressing Xiang Han with the force of covering the sky. Front.
The wind and clouds suddenly changed, and the waves surged into the sky!
Han Feng's expression did not change, he raised his hand and clenched his fist, and punched the Tyrant Fist again, and then threw out a large black fire seal, attacking the opponent's Nether Palm repeatedly, erupting with a rumbling sound that kept roaring for a long time.
Murong Xue and others felt suffocated watching this scene. They really didn't know how much pressure Han Feng was under.
"We have to help him!" Murong Xue suddenly said.
"But we are weak, can we help?" Ling Fen asked in surprise.
Long Min and the Dead Flower also looked at each other, obviously feeling that they couldn't help. Long Min even said: "I'm afraid that if we go there, we will become a burden to him, so we'd better retreat first!"
In fact, Long Min was also worried that during the battle, Han Feng deliberately cheated and took the opportunity to trick her, which would be a big trouble. She had no confidence that she could resist the ghost palm of the old monster in gray.
"Do you still have the Zhenyuan Pill?" Murong Xue pondered for a while, looked at Ling Fen, and asked suddenly.
"Ah, Sister Murong, you don't still want to forcefully suppress the injury and fight again, do you? That way you will get more injured, and there will be no cure by then!" Ling Fen opened her mouth wide and said in surprise.
"Are you seriously injured?" Before Murong Xue could speak, the Dead Flower suddenly turned to look at her and asked with confusion on her face.
"Sister Murong was struck by the ghostly palm of the old monster in gray. The remaining ghost energy in her body cannot be eliminated, so she can only use the Zhenyuan Pill to suppress the growth of ghost energy!" Ling Fen spoke first.
"Ghost spirit?" The Dead Flower suddenly smiled and said, "I like to eat it!"
"What nonsense are you talking about? Could it be that you were able to save Sister Murong?" Ling Fen stared.
"I don't know either, but you'll know after you try it!" Necromancer looked at Murong Xue with a pair of eyes as deep as pool water, as if seeking her opinion.
"Okay!" Murong Xue nodded immediately without any hesitation.
"Sister Murong, she is a demon, so be careful!" Ling Fen suddenly sent a message to Murong Xue to remind her.
Murong Xue remained unmoved, looked at the Dead Flower calmly, and said, "Let's start. If it's later, Han Feng may not be able to hold on anymore, and everyone will just die together!"
After hearing this, Ling Fen and Long Min could only remain silent.
"Okay!" Dead Soul Flower walked to Murong Xue's side, put his hand on her shoulder, silently released his breath to penetrate into her body, observing carefully, frowning from time to time.
Murong Xue looked calm and allowed her aura to lurk in, completely letting go of her body's defenses to make it easier for her to investigate.
"What's wrong?" Ling Fen couldn't help but asked anxiously as she looked at the demeanor of the dead spirit flower.
The Dead Flower did not answer, but was still carefully checking the situation inside Murong Xue's body with a focused expression.
Ling Fen wanted to say something else, but Long Min stopped her and shushed her to stop her from disturbing the Dead Flower.
More than ten breaths later, Murong Xue's face suddenly turned black, and traces of black blood began to flow from the corners of his mouth, as if ghostly energy was poisonous. It looked frightening and unsettling.
But the eyes of the dead flower were bright. She opened her mouth and took a breath. The black air on Murong Xue's face suddenly seeped out from the gaps in her facial features, turning into wisps of air and all flowing into her mouth. She was delighted and revealed a A satisfied expression.
