Gou in the world of comprehension

Chapter 592 This secret must not be exposed

Su Fan was stunned when he saw three Yuanying monks from the ghost tribe walking out of the transparent barrier at the edge of the arena.

The body shapes of these three guys are very different. Only the leader, the Yuanying monk of the ghost tribe, is normal, and the remaining two are as short and thick as two oak barrels.

You don't need to guess to know that these two guys must be very capable.

The Ghost Clan had gone to great lengths to send out two thick human shields just to consume Su Fan's mana and physical strength.

The remaining one must have high attack power, hiding behind the two tanks and responsible for output.

Su Fan sneered, you think it's quite beautiful.

It wasn't until the three Yuanying monks from the Ghost Clan came to the center of the arena that the deafening boos in the arena stopped.

"This kid is in trouble today. That's one against three..."

"He is very strong. If the ghost clan were not so shameless, they might not be able to defeat him..."

"If we fight three times in a row, there may be some hope of surviving, but now we are definitely dead..."

"I'm afraid the Ghost Clan will lose their face now, for they behaved so vilely..."

At this time, the monks watching the battle in the stands were all scolding the ghost clan for being despicable and shameless, and they were all feeling sorry for Su Fan.

Of course, they didn't like him as a person, but they liked to see the ghosts' jokes.

The three Yuanying monks of the ghost tribe are very particular about their posture, taking the shape of an irregular inverted triangle.

The two wine barrel-shaped monks in front did not stand in a line, but one in front of the other, and the distance between the three of them was only a few hundred feet.

The three Yuanying monks of the Ghost Clan were not in a hurry to take action, and put on a defensive posture.

At this time, in the arena, three huge demonic bodies of more than a hundred feet faced a tiny human race, which brought a huge contrast to people.

"Shh...shh..."

Seeing that the Ghost Clan, who had the numerical advantage, was unwilling to make progress, boos suddenly broke out from the surrounding stands.

The Ghost Clan from all over the Ghost Bone Star Territory saw this scene and were so ashamed and angry that they wished they could find a crack in the ground to crawl in.

This is too embarrassing.

This is three against one, and they don't even have the courage to launch an attack. What happened to the ghosts who were so fierce and brave in the past?

Although the behavior of the three ghost clan Yuanying monks in the arena made everyone sneer.

But in the eyes of knowledgeable people, there is nothing wrong with the Ghost Clan's tactics.

Even Su Fan had to lament that these guys looked like ruthless people who had crawled out of the dead countless times.

Once the ghost clan puts away their arrogance and arrogance, it is really difficult to deal with them.

However, for Su Fan, that's all.

His eyes narrowed, and a dark mist filled his body, and his figure instantly transformed into a demonic body of more than a hundred feet.

Su Fan twisted his neck, and then walked towards the Ghost Clan Nascent Soul monk standing at the front.

"Bang...bang..."

He walked very slowly, and every step he took made a dull sound on the boulders on the ground.

At this time, the Yougu Arena was extremely quiet, and the dull loud noises seemed to hit everyone's hearts, making them feel extremely palpitated.

The huge demon body came slowly, as if the whole world was pressed down, making everyone breathless.

Su Fan hadn't taken action yet. After only taking a few steps, the entire Yougu Arena was filled with an atmosphere of black clouds threatening to destroy the city.

Everyone felt a sudden realization in their hearts. This boy was so good at pretending.

Su Fan has played so many games here, and it is only today that people have seen his true strength.

He showed his cards and stopped pretending.

But at this moment, the three Yuanying monks of the Ghost Clan opposite were not affected at all. They still maintained their original formation and did not even move.

Especially the one standing at the front, there was no trace of fear in his eyes, he was calm and indifferent, with a feeling of looking back at death.

Su Fan couldn't help but admire him. It seemed that these three people today were determined to die.

The Ghost Tribe is indeed a race with a notorious reputation in the Ghost Bone Star Territory. As long as they put aside those false reputations and get serious, they really have some skills.

There was a "bang" sound.

Su Fan suddenly kicked the ground with his right foot, and the boulder under his feet turned into powder.

The shadow of a demonized gray bear hundreds of feet tall appeared behind him, and the entire arena seemed to turn into a vast wasteland.

The endless aura of ancient times permeated the air, and the monks watching the battle in the stands all around seemed to have been transported to that long ancient era.

Su Fan's huge demonic body, which was more than a hundred feet long, rushed in front of the Ghost Clan Nascent Soul monk standing at the front in an instant.

"Xiongshan relies on..."

With a "bang" sound, Su Fan hit an invisible barrier.

I saw the Nascent Soul cultivator of the Ghost Clan opposite with a wine barrel figure. Waves of flesh suddenly appeared on his thick body, and he kept rolling.

Su Fan only felt that he had hit a soft ball of cotton, but even so, the opponent was sent flying by him and fell to the ground heavily more than a hundred feet away.

But he knew in his heart that this guy should be fine.

Unexpectedly, the opponent's body-protecting magical power was not simple. It was actually the same as his physical body, and his fat body took away most of the strength.

The moment Su Fan collided with him, the other two Nascent Soul cultivators from the Ghost Clan took action almost at the same time.

The barrel-shaped monk next to him waved his hand, and a huge bone shield was erected in front of him, and then he rushed forward with a roar.

The ghost monk behind him stretched his hands to both sides, and a black smoke instantly formed above his head.

The dark mist turned into a ferocious mouth, and with a shrill roar, it roared towards Su Fan.

Su Fan's eyes condensed, blood was everywhere all over his body, and the person had disappeared from the place.

"Boom..."

As soon as his figure disappeared, the ferocious mouth transformed by the black mist had already bitten down, carving a deep hole in the ground paved with boulders.

And the ghost monk carrying a huge bone shield roared past where he was at almost the same moment.

The first round of the battle between the two sides passed in the blink of an eye.

Although it was just a test of each other, it still dazzled the monks watching the battle in the stands.

Su Fan's figure appeared hundreds of feet away. As soon as he stabilized his figure, a series of spells and magical powers were thrown at him as if they were free of charge.

"The killing curse..."

"The God-killing Soul-Crying Technique..."

"Bone-eroding Yin Wind Scroll..."

"Rotten Bone Poison Mist..."

"Nine Nether Underworld Rain..."

If this were the case in the past, if so many powerful spells and supernatural powers were thrown at them, the three Yuanying monks of the Ghost Clan would have lost their skin even if they didn't die.

But Su Fan knew in his heart that after more than a dozen battles, the ghost clan had already mastered some of his methods, so how could he not respond to them.

As he expected, the three Yuanying monks of the Ghost Clan activated the bone charms or took out protective magic weapons.

An overwhelming amount of spells and magical powers rained down from the sky, blocking his way.

Although Su Fan's spells and magical powers were blocked, the three Nascent Soul monks from the Ghost Clan were also forced to scramble.

Right now, Su Fan's body was filled with blood, and he disappeared from the place in an instant.

When he appeared again, he already had a dark magic sword more than ten feet long in his hand.

Moreover, Su Fan's figure had now arrived in front of the Ghost Clan monk who was mainly attacking behind.

"Slash against the wind..."

Before he could stand upright, he had already swung his magical sword and slashed it down diagonally.

Time seemed to have stopped, and the air almost became thin.

I saw a flash of sword light, and the blade of the sword with a murderous aura, exuding a heaven-destroying aura, slashed down with a crash.

"No..." The Nascent Soul cultivator of the Ghost Clan suddenly became nervous, and quickly took out two bone magic weapons, which instantly turned into two bone shields in front of him.

"Boom...bang..."

The frightening sword was extremely sharp, and it destroyed two bone shields in an instant, but it also bought the opponent time to counterattack.

The two wine-barrel-shaped ghost monks behind Su Fan had already attacked him at the same time, and the three of them surrounded him in the middle.

He was just about to launch Blood Escape, but found a ferocious smile in the eyes of the three guys.

"not good……"

By the time he realized something was wrong, it was too late to leave.

I saw three Yuanying monks from the Ghost Tribe taking out a huge domino and thrusting it into the ground.

"Rumble..."

Following an earth-shattering loud noise, a dark curtain instantly opened, covering Su Fan in an instant.

"That's the 'Three Disasters Gathering Evils and Transforming Bone Demonic Array'. Those old guys from the Ghost Clan are really willing to give it up..."

"Trapped by this formation, that kid has no way to survive now..."

"The fifth-level magic formation, even if you have the ability to reach the sky, you can't break this formation..."

The knowledgeable formation monks in the surrounding stands all stood up with shock on their faces, pointed at the dark curtain, and roared loudly.

All the monks in the Nether Bone Arena could not help but sigh.

I originally thought that this kid would once again achieve a miracle, but unfortunately he fell into the "Three Disasters Gathering Evil and Bone Transformation Demonic Formation".

I'm afraid there is no hope of survival this time.

Su Fan looked at the dark mist in front of him and frowned immediately.

He glanced at the magic sword in his hand, and then shook his head.

Although using this magic sword, he should be able to break out of this magic circle easily.

But in front of so many foreign monks, Su Fan would definitely not expose this bug. This was his trump card for surviving in a foreign land.

If these foreign monks knew this secret, he would never be able to get around again.

No, absolutely not...

This secret must not be exposed until the critical moment.

At this time, the voice of the witch god Aji came to Su Fan's ears.

"This 'Three Disasters Gathering Evils and Transforming into Bones Demonic Array' is incredible. It should be the masterpiece of the old monster from the ghost tribe. If you want to break this magic array, you will probably have to spend a lot of time..."

This magic array is nothing, I just don’t want to expose my trump card.

"If you have anything to say, just be direct, no need to talk so much nonsense..."

"This magic circle is not only difficult to break, but it will also make you fall into the three disasters of losing your soul, turning into bones, and gathering evil spirits. If you stay in the magic circle for a long time, your condition will get worse and worse, and... …”

"I don't want to hear this, just tell me if you can help me break the magic circle..."

"Haha... you use the remaining ten free opportunities to trade, and I will help you break this magic circle..."

grass……

How long has it been since you started blackmailing me?

"That's too many, five times..."

"Forget it, I feel like I'm at a loss ten times, just take care of yourself..."

What the hell...

Su Fan finally figured out that this bitch was no joke and always wanted to take advantage of him.

I don’t believe it, you can still watch me die.

"If that's the case, then just die. I don't want to live anymore..."

Seeing Su Fan being stupid, the witch god Aji couldn't help but roll his eyes.

This guy is too confused.

Knowing clearly that she will not watch him die, what is the difference between this and rolling around on the ground acting like a scoundrel.

I'm just taking advantage of you, but you're threatening me with death.

"Eight times, no more..."

"Four times..."

After hearing what Su Fan said, the witch god Aji turned pale with anger. How could this be possible?

"make a deal……"

She agreed without thinking, fearing that Su Fan would reduce the number of times.

Faced with such a gangster, the witch god Aji had no choice but to grit his teeth and agree.

Su Fan sneered secretly, "You little boy, I can't cure you yet."

He regretted a little, he just said it once.

Although this girl has helped him many times, she is too philistine and always wants to take advantage of her.

He is a majestic witch god, but he is dignified and not grand at all.

At this moment, the three Yuanying monks of the ghost tribe looked at Su Fan who was trapped in the magic array, and they all laughed arrogantly.

"Okay, hurry up and kill this kid..."

The ghost monk who was the main attacker kept waving his hands and activated two magical powers in an instant.

A huge blade made of black mist whizzed down, and another black whip like a dead tree and old vine rolled over crazily.

Su Fan swung his magic sword fiercely and slashed at the huge blade transformed into black mist.

"boom……"

The blade transformed into black mist was exploded by Su Fan's sword.

At this time, another long black whip, like a dead tree and an old vine, had roared over and wrapped around Su Fan's thigh.

Su Fan's eyes narrowed, and the eyes of the villain inside him suddenly opened.

The scorching Yang pole earth evil and the manic thunder of heaven and earth swarmed out of his body.

The long black whip that was wrapped around his thigh, like a dead tree and an old vine, was made of extremely yin aura.

When they encountered these two manic polar Yang auras, they rushed back one after another as if they were encountering heaven and earth.

"Ouch..."

Su Fan looked up to the sky and roared, then punched the ground fiercely.

Su Fan didn't use any magical power with this punch, but he tried his best.

With his now abnormal physical strength, if he throws such a punch with all his strength, the power can be imagined.

"Rumble..."

Just hearing a loud noise, the entire Yougu Arena was shaken to the point of trembling.

The ground paved with boulders measuring several feet in size had already been smashed by him into a huge crater more than ten feet deep.

The three Yuanying monks of the ghost tribe who were gathered outside the "Three Disasters Gathering Evil and Bone Transformation Demonic Array" were stunned by this sudden shock.

Especially the ghost monk who was the main attacker was shocked to the point of bleeding from all his orifices, and even the magical powers he had used were interrupted.

The other two wine-barrel-shaped Ghost Clan monks, despite their strong physical bodies, were still experiencing surging energy and blood, and even their breathing became unsmooth.

Taking advantage of the other party's reply, Su Fan suddenly opened his arms.

The dense talisman array on his body instantly emerged, bursting out with dazzling bloody light.

(End of this chapter)