martial arts mythology system

Chapter 68
The ghost's whereabouts are erratic, driving the black air, soaring around the interior of the villa, entering the rockery group again and again.

Han Feng and the three pursued closely, never falling behind.

Until a corridor outside the house, the black shadow flew forward, trying to get into the wall.

"Offended Master Han and want to run away?"

With a shout, Han Feng threw out the saber in his hand, hit the ghost who was about to enter the wall, and brought him flying.

Gu Yunzhou took advantage of the situation and rushed to attack, cutting and hitting the ghost with the sword in his hand.

Guo Qinhan leaned forward, [Frost and Cold Fist Manual] a strange force erupted, freezing half of Ghosting's body, pulled out the handle of the knife on Ghosting's body, and threw it into the air.

"Take the knife!"

"Got it!"

Han Feng jumped into the air, caught the long knife in the air, and slashed down fiercely!
[Sword and Sword Hexagram in the Snow] The black and white hexagram images are transformed into black and white hexagrams.

With a single blow, the ghost's head flew out.

Afterwards, the demon turned into black air and dispersed.

Seeing the black ghostly aura scattered around, Guo Qinhan frowned and said:
"This ghost energy seems to have re-entered the scenery of the villa."

"It seems that to solve these ghosts, we can only start from the villa."

Gu Yunzhou put the long sword back into its sheath.

In order to avoid another sneak attack by the ghost, Han Feng and the three rushed back to the hall by the lake.

Everyone was waiting for the return of the three of them, and the atmosphere was panicked.

"Three, how is the situation?"

Qilian Yutang stepped forward and asked.

Guo Qinhan shook his head:

"I'm going to kill the ghost, but it seems that I can't solve the ghost in the mansion. We still have to start from the root."

"source?"

Qilian Yutang looked a little confused.

Suddenly, Zhang Lie who was standing outside the hall shouted.

"Look! What is that?"

Everyone went out to see it.

I saw a thin layer of dense fog rising from the four sides of the villa, covering the sky and covering the entire villa.

The servants nearby burst into an uproar, panicked.

The sky was covered, and the mansion was getting darker and darker. Only the lights lit in the hall could bring a faint light.

The dark wind was howling, ghostly aura filled the air, and the hall in the villa seemed to have become an isolated island in the storm.

There are more and more ghostly auras growing in the various courtyards, gradually forcing them towards the place where people gather, looking very dangerous.

"What is this?"

Zhang Lie couldn't help asking.

"[Ghost Formation]! An evil formation that uses soul sacrifices, someone wants to use the entire villa as a sacrifice!"

Mo Shanbei, who is usually listless, now has a look of vigilance, which shows that the matter has reached a critical juncture.

The entire Qilian Villa was blocked by a terrifying ghostly aura!

As soon as I came here today, murders, ghosts, evil formations... a series of events made it difficult to deal with.

With a wave of the knife in Han Feng's hand, Xue Liang's knife light rushed into the black air, causing a shrill scream.

"There is something in the ghost fog, everyone be careful!"

Many warriors blocked the entrance of the hall to prevent the evil things in the black ghost atmosphere from rushing in, but it was still difficult to avoid the faint ghost aura from seeping in.

The members of the Qi Lian family, who were not familiar with martial arts, gradually fainted under the ghostly aura, and fell to the ground one by one. Only Han Feng, Monk Songyue, Lin Shaohua and Qi Lian Yinshuang were left holding on.

Evil objects kept sneaking into the ghost fog, and they were killed by Han Feng and the others.

Swords, lights, swords and shadows are intertwined like a poem, repelling the attack of ghosts.

……

The lightless battle lasted for several hours, and the sky was not bright at all... I am afraid that if the formation is not destroyed, everyone can only fall into this weird formation and cannot escape.

Guo Qinhan punched the ground, and the icy frost froze the doors and windows, finally buying a chance for everyone to breathe.

Looking at the fainted people in the villa in the hall, Guo Qinhan gasped and laughed helplessly:

"We just encountered such a thing on the first day, and it is really a fate."

Han Feng's clothes were torn apart by the unknown creatures in the ghostly aura. His hem was missing, and there was a blood-stained scar on his leg. He was thinking about how to crack it.

I have already contacted the followers of the nearby Heavenly Court through the mysterious fog, but if this ghostly formation cannot be dispelled, I am afraid that people outside the formation will not be able to enter...

Qilian Yinshuang, Lin Shaohua, Gu Yunzhou, Jian Qingci, Zhang Lie, Meng Yuqi and Mo Shanbei gathered here.

Qi Lian Yinshuang's left arm was also scratched, and said:
"Do you all know what's going on?"

The evil thing outside the house is hitting Guo Qinhan's ice wall, and the ice shards are flying, it shouldn't last long.

A faint thunder light lingered all over Mo Shanbei, frowning and said:
"It should be as Han Feng speculated that the entire Qilian Mountain Villa has been refined into a large formation. Unless the eyes of the formation are destroyed, we will not be able to stop the raging of these ghosts."

Everyone's expressions became more dignified... Except for the person who set up the formation, who would know where the formation's eyes are.

Han Feng glanced around the room, fainting fainted, injured injured, the scene was once in a mess.

Thinking of the eyes, Han Feng recalled what happened that day, suddenly thought of the key to the matter, and walked towards the frozen door.

"I understand. Please guard here first, and I will definitely destroy this demon formation if I kill it!"

Gu Yunzhou followed and asked in a low voice, "How sure are you?"

Han Feng dragged his knife and walked.

"Fifty percent... There is no other way, is there?"

As he said that, Han Feng turned his head and glanced at the fainted Qilian Villa on the ground, lowered his voice and said, "Be careful with the eldest son of the Qilian family, I always think there is something wrong with him."

Gu Yunzhou also looked at the fainted Qi Lian Yutang, with serious eyes, and nodded.

Afterwards, Han Feng shouted loudly.

"Everyone, it's up to you here."

Afterwards, the sword light was like snow, and chaos filled the sky!

outside the hall.

The ice wall that blocked the gate shattered at the sound, and Han Feng, who was covered in blood, jumped up, the long knife in his hand burst into light, and the black and white gossip totem rose behind Han Feng.

[Bafang Tibetan knife style]!
The invincible strike with the knife in the middle of the sword stirred up the situation in the black air, and the evil things hidden in the fog fell down one after another.

Running the "Zixia Cheats", the whole body was surrounded by purple air, and Han Feng rushed to the distance with the faint light of purple air.

Run all the way.

The first target is - the wall that the ghost crawled into when we first met it!

Since the ghost that Shiqian, Guo Qinhan, and Gu Yunzhou were chasing could escape into the wall, why did he have to flee all the way to get into the wall?

Obviously - only there is the formation node that can be entered - that is, the formation eye of this large formation!
When they came to the first wall, a ghost figure without form and face lay in front of it, fierce flames billowing.

"Chop Suey, do you want to stop me?"

Han Feng, who was surrounded by dazzling purple light, moved forward with his sword.

In the nearby black air, one evil creature after another whispered in whispers, exuding a lot of strange gossip restraint power.

Han Feng silently practiced the formula of "Bagua Sword Technique" in "Sword and Sword Hexagram in Snow", and used gossip to fight against gossip.

The left hand [Iron Palm Flying Flowers], the right hand blade is cold!
Intangible Feihua knocked back the ghost blocking the way with a palm, and Han Feng leaped into the air.

The chaotic snow fell on half of the black sky, and the purple inner energy lingered around the swordsman.

"Om!!"

The blade sang, bombarding the wall!

(End of this chapter)