The spirit snakes entwined themselves with blue flames, and eventually they both dissipated, and the Son of Soul, wrapped in soul fire, also lay in the formation with all his life gone.

"puff!"

Mu Hanchan's dark spiritual shield was finally broken.

Another person was killed, and the number of people in the group increased from twelve to nine.

Ignoring the fear of another dead person, Fu Zhizi quickly said: "His shield is broken! Hurry and focus on him."

"Wind Storm Spirit Thorn!"

"talisman five elements lock!"

Five talismans were seen flying towards Mu Hanchan, then surrounding him to strike.

"Phantom Heavy Water Technique!"

A water ball about the size of a foot condensed into a volume the size of a pill and hit Mu Hanchan.

Blood Son seized the opportunity and hit Mu Hanchan's chest with a palm, and then there seemed to be a suction force in the palm, sucking Mu Hanchan's body that was knocked out.

Twice! Still not found.

The Son of Fu gritted his teeth, waved his hand, and used it again.

After saying that, a six-pointed star array with a radius of one foot and three inches appeared at his feet. His whole body was covered with black spiritual power, and he seemed to be ready for battle.

I saw another wave of subtle spiritual energy fluctuations, like the threads of a spinning machine, scanning through the array regularly.

Then the son of Zhen whispered a few words to him, and finally the son of Fu nodded fiercely with an unwilling look on his face.

If Mu Hanchan's total spiritual power under the reserve spiritual power of the Six Peaks of Camel Spiritual Art is several thousand, then the total spiritual power of the other party's group is at least over ten thousand.

Just like the gap between Zhan Wu Zha and Wan Wu Great God, it is impossible to win no matter how hard you fight.

Mu Hanchan said: "Even if I die on this Yuanling Platform today, I will make you pay the price."

"Hieron!"

The combo of "Breaking Hand + Spirit Absorbing Technique" allowed him to defeat many demons.

But it is a pity that Mu Hanchan's Absolute Spirit Technique can only last for one breath. It blocked the Violent Spirit Thorn, Five Elements Lock, and Heavy Water Technique, but it did not block the Shattering Hand.

"Blood·Cracked Hands!"

"snort!"

So the Son of the Sky said: "Our enemy is Heron, not you. If you promise not to help Heron in the future, we will let you go today."

Taking advantage of this gap in attacks, Mu Hanchan became invisible again and hurriedly restored his spiritual power. He absorbed another peak of power, and only three peaks of power were left. More than half of the reserved spiritual power was consumed.

"Shadow·Monster Sweep!"

"No, this is immunity magic."

No one can threaten me, no one can force me, and no one can casually let me write it off after making a grudge against me."

However, they were surprised, and they took action. The group was just stunned for a moment, and then tried to launch a spiritual attack again.

"impossible!"

But he knew that he must not let the other party see his vulnerability at this time, so when the other party adjusted, he stood up again.

"Change the formation!" the son of the formation commanded.

Once again! But this time he was not found.

Fu's son said in panic.

They never expected that Mu Hanchan's character would be so tough, and that he would not retreat even with such a disparity in strength and injuries.

Suddenly, attacks came from all directions. Mu Hanchan's solemn face showed calmness as he stared at the attacking magic spells one by one.

It turns out that Mu Hanchan hid something when faced with the first Soul Detection Talisman, in order to lower the opponent's vigilance and take the initiative to show up. Otherwise, if he found that his concealment was so high, he would change his formation to specifically restrain himself, and it would be difficult to use it again later.

He has not yet cultivated to the three-body realm, and is still so fragile without the protection of the Dark Spirit Shield.

"Cough, cough!"

"If I don't talk about seclusion, how can you relax your guard against me? If you don't relax your vigilance, how can I catch you all in one fell swoop?

However, everyone was also mentally drained and their meridians were tingling. Just when they were adjusting and preparing to attack again, Mu Hanchan propped himself up on the ground and stood up tremblingly.

Everyone's spiritual energy is being burned and consumed rapidly.

In just one breath, the attack has arrived.

Mu Hanchan coughed violently twice and covered it with his hands, only to find that he had coughed up a few streaks of blood.

Mu Hanchan's meridians also felt tingling. He felt that many small meridians had been broken after frequently using Dark Spirit Shadow and Dark Spirit Break. Moreover, he had just been hit by the opponent's rupturing hand, and the main meridians also began to be slightly damaged.

"Aren't you in seclusion? Why did you come out again? Where are the two people we guarded you?" The son of Zhen asked in a panic.

Just when Fu Zhizi was gritting his teeth and thinking about whether to risk the rupture of his meridians and forcefully perform the third spiritual detection technique, Mu Hanchan appeared again.

Everyone was slightly startled when they saw this. Apparently they didn't expect that after exchanging palms, the Son of Blood fell to the ground and lost his fighting power, but the Son of Darkness could stand up so quickly.

"Gone again!"

Only subtle fluctuations of spiritual power were seen, like the threads of a spinning machine, scanning through the formation regularly.

"Shadow·Crazy Rhino Crash!"

One person urged breathlessly, but found that no one immediately launched another attack.

"No! Mu Hanchan must die!" Fu Zhizi objected.

After Mu Hanchan used Shadow and Tiger Bite, he was still on the verge of collapse. He finally put one hand on the ground and coughed several times. His hands were covered with bloodshot blood. It was obvious that the injury was not serious this time.

Because he was not the only one who was out of breath. Others were also out of breath. Not all of them were civil monks, their spiritual power was not that strong, and their spiritual power was not restored that quickly. For some of them, even the meridians began to ache.

Seeing that there was no way to mediate, Shield Son sighed. He was Mu Hanchan's neighbor. Although they rarely met each other, they still had a few acquaintances. He felt helpless at such an ending.

Mu Hanchan stepped on the dark spirit array and used the final defensive spiritual technique.

Mu Hanchan said: "Now I remember that your enemy is not me, but Xi Lun? Why did you go there a long time ago, and now that you have injured me, you want to stop?"

"Spell·Spiritual Detection Technique!"

"Shadow·Blood Shark Rush!"

The son of Kong is from the training room No. 10 and is also an earth-level devil. He suddenly felt that if Mu Hanchan was removed, the strength of the earth-level and heaven-level demons would be unbalanced. Although Mu Hanchan has always been a loner, he still felt that

We are both on the same level, so there is room for us to use it. So we opened the way to mediate.

"Blood·Spirit Drawing Technique!"

Kong Zizi suddenly interrupted the others and whispered a few words into Zhen Zi's ear. After Zhen Zi's face changed a few times, he nodded.

Mu Hanchan once again held up the Dark Spirit Shield, but this time it was only 9 times the spiritual power value. Obviously he wanted to save spiritual power. Moreover, his opponents were all tired and the attacks were no longer so continuous. So, Mu Hanchan

Defend on one side and fight back on the other.

"etc!"

Mu Hanchan didn't expect that the opponent would also use his tactics to persuade him to retreat, and would use them against him. But by now it was already too late.

The attacks hit the body one after another, making a "sizzling" sound of spiritual friction, corroding the Netherworld Xuanqing training suit, but they could not penetrate into the meridians no matter what.

"Shadow·Ultimate Soul Technique!"

Then several people quickly adjusted their positions, but Mu Hanchan was still enveloped in it.

Mu Hanchan said: "I'm sorry, I can't guarantee it. I have never taken the initiative to help the son of killing. Let me say it again, I am the devil in the training room No. 13, and I have the right to handle matters in front of my door. Next time he escapes to me

In front of the room, I can still choose to help or not to help according to my free will.

"He's injured! Take advantage of his illness and kill him!"

He added: "As long as you promise now that you will never help the Sons of Murder, we will write it off."

Fu's son was persistent, ignoring the tingling pain in his meridians caused by excessive consumption of spiritual power, and waved his hand again.

"Shadow·Fierce Tiger Bite!"

Mu Hanchan's words made everyone shudder. Others looked solemn and said nothing.

Mu Hanchan looked cold and calm, ready to deal with the opponent's next attack.

Just then, a sarcastic voice came.

"Spell·Spiritual Detection Technique!"

Finally, the Dark Spirit Shield was once again overwhelmed and shattered with a "pop".

A two-foot-long bloody palm rushed towards Mu Hanchan.

A two-foot bloody hand struck Mu Hanchan. Mu Hanchan suddenly felt like a heavy blow to his heart, and blood seemed to burst out of his body. With the heavy blow, Mu Hanchan's body also took two or three steps back.

The Son of Blood looked in disbelief. He didn't know why the spirit-absorbing technique he had always been so proud of failed to work this time.

The black tiger's head hit his chest, sending him flying three feet away. The Blood Son felt his heart heat up, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Dark Lingyin!"

"A bunch of trash! I beat one out of twelve, and three were killed in return, leaving one disabled."

"Cough! Cough!"

A strong suction force came from his chest. Mu Hanchan felt as if his heart was about to explode, and the blood in his body seemed to begin to boil. However, the spiritual power did not move at all, and there was no sign of being absorbed.

A black tiger head, only half a foot small, rushed towards the blood son's chest. Apparently, due to insufficient spiritual power, Mu Hanchan's fierce tiger bite also shrunk.

Xiron looked at the son of Fu and said: "Yes, it is your master Xiron, what? Didn't you say you are loyal to me? Why did I hear that there was a conspiracy to get rid of me?"

"Blood·Cracked Hands!"

The son of the formation turned cold and said, "Don't be disrespectful. You have been injured and your spiritual shield has been broken. Taking your life now is like picking something out of a bag."

"He can't survive! Do it quickly!"

"Shadow·Goshawk Pounces!"

Oh no, you should get rid of the Son of Darkness first, and then get rid of me, the Son of Killing, right?"

It's just that Mu Hanchan is not a weakling, and the opponent's group is not strong either. So there is a possibility of a battle, but even so, it is difficult to win, and it can even be said to be almost impossible.

"He can't hide it anymore. Come on, don't give him time to breathe."

Fu Zhizi said coldly, and then said: "Don't give me any shame! Then you will die here today."

Enduring the severe pain in his chest, Mu Hanchan launched a counterattack.

As for the two guards, since I came out and you can't see them, they have obviously been killed by me."

Hillen said casually.

While several people were talking, Mu Hanchan quickly absorbed another peak of spiritual power from the Camel Spiritual Skill, and recovered quickly and slowly. At this time, he only had two peaks of spiritual power in reserve, and the remaining spiritual power was barely close to

thousand.

After doing this quickly, Mu Hanchan asked with a frosty face: "So, you led them to kill me when I was besieged?"
Chapter completed!