In the void, the spirit ghost was full of evil spirits, his face was covered with ferocious light, and his body was surrounded by a light that could be seen from the naked eye, which further showed its extraordinaryness.

The disciples in the field widened their eyes, held their breath, staring at it tightly, and for a moment, the audience was as quiet as death.

Yang Que stopped hesitating, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and a spell was chanted. The spirit ghost screamed suddenly, and the bones in his body crackled and roared. Its body suddenly rose several feet high. With a wave of his arms, a black hurricane swept towards Shang Qingfeng with a huge destructive force!

"hiss--"

Seeing this scene, the disciple immediately took a breath of cold air, his body retreated, and his face showed extreme fear.

"This is the legendary top-quality ghost guard spirit ghost!"

In an instant, everyone's eyes showed a look of enthusiasm again.

Seeing the hurricane sweeping over fiercely, Shang Qingfeng's face flashed with a fierce look and his face was covered in ferociousness: "Yang Que, even if you have a ghost today, I will still make you desperate!"

After saying that, a big hand was opened, a small black tower suddenly appeared. The black light flashed and shot away towards the hurricane, and instantly submerged in the hurricane.

Just as everyone was surprised, the black hurricane suddenly stopped running and was directly absorbed by the small tower like a giant whale, and all of them were swallowed in.

"Soul-Suppressing Tower!" In the stands, the senior executives of the Ghost-Observing Sect all lit up their eyes, feeling that Shang Qingfeng was about to turn the tables.

As long as you can entangle that spirit ghost, with Shang Qingfeng's strength, you can definitely quickly solve Yang Que, or even instantly kill him.

"Yang Que, this is my best magic weapon, the soul-suppressing tower, which is intended to overcome the ghost. Even if you are a spirit ghost, you will never escape its confinement for a while. Without spirit ghosts, I can kill you with just a few breaths!"

Shang Qingfeng smiled grimly and stretched out his fingers. The soul-suppressing tower suddenly burst into black light, covering the entire body of the spirit ghost. The spirit ghost roared repeatedly, and his claws were full of cold light, and he fiercely bit towards the soul-suppressing tower.

However, the soul-suppressing tower was brilliant and the halo was rotating, so it did not allow it to get close to it. The spirit ghost could not escape the black light for a moment.

"Wow! Look, Elder Shang is so powerful that he can resist the top-quality ghost guards!"

"It's over, Senior Brother Yang is finished now. I thought he suddenly took out the spirit ghost and would not die immediately even if he couldn't win. I didn't expect that Elder Shang was so powerful, and he actually had a magic weapon that could control the spirit ghost."

"Just stopping the spirit ghost for a moment, Elder Shang will definitely be able to kill the boy who has lost his luck!"

Seeing that Shang Qingfeng's Soul-Suppressing Tower could be stalemate with the spirit ghost, many disciples in the field suddenly became excited, and their high emotions were ignited again. They exclaimed repeatedly, their faces flushed and excited, and they were even more excited than they were on the field.

In the stands, Wan Feixun's face was solemn, and his eyes were staring at Yang Que without moving, with both expectations and concerns in his eyes.

Jiang Wuji was shocked by the repeated surprises on the field and was dazed, and he did not dare to speak sarcastic again. The sect leader Xu Chong looked at Shang Qingfeng with a hint of joy.

"Yang Que, my son, although your luck is amazing, today, you can't escape death. Be safe and feel free to die!" A cold light flashed in Shang Qingfeng's hand, and a spirit sword with a rolling evil spirit appeared. He did not dare to delay. His shoulders shook, his figure blurred. He waved the light-catching spirit sword and slashed towards Yang Queji!

The spirit ghost was furious. Although his body could not fly freely, his claws waved continuously, and hurricanes emerged out of thin air, blocking Shang Qingfeng's rushing momentum.

Shang Qingfeng was joking with a joke on the corner of his mouth, and while slashing at the hurricane, he was smirking at Yang Que.

Yang Que's expression was calm. Looking at Shang Qingfeng, who was fierce but like walking in the garden, the girls who died tragically suddenly appeared in his mind, as well as Yang Xiaohua's voice, appearance and smile. His eyes were cold, and a golden light suddenly appeared in the palm of his hand, which appeared faintly.

"Look, Senior Brother Yang is standing there and not moving. Did he know that he will die and give up resistance?"

"Elder Shang is so childish! Judging from your momentum, I'm afraid there is a mountain opposite, and he can also split it with one sword!"

"Oh, it's a pity that spirit ghost. Once the master dies, it will also disappear with its soul."

When Shang Qingfeng waved the spiritual sword and gradually pushed towards Yang Que with a surging force, in the hearts of those disciples, it seemed that Yang Que's tragic ending had long been destined.

"Que'er!" Wan Feixun stood up suddenly, his body trembled slightly, and his aura burst out in vain. However, Xu Chong, who was beside him, suddenly grabbed him and smiled: "Master Wanfeng, be careful, just a disciple die. After the final battle, I will let you have one."

Wan Feixun trembled all over, anxious and angry.

"Swish!"

Shang Qingfeng cut off the last hurricane and stood in front of Yang Que. He snorted and suddenly waved the huge sword that had risen in his hand, and slashed at Yang Que head-on.

"laugh!"

A sharp sound that broke through the air made the disciples whose eyes were staring at the giant sword radiate and became even more excited.

"Yang Que, die!" Seeing that the sword light was about to flood the other party, a hint of ecstasy flashed in Shang Qingfeng's eyes.

"Zheng——"

Suddenly a golden light flashed, and when everyone felt that Yang Que was about to melt into the fierce sword light, they suddenly felt a flash in front of them. Yang Que strangely passed through the body of the sword light monk Qingfeng and appeared behind him.

The two of them stood quietly, and they didn't move at all.

"Zheng——"

The metal buzzing sound was now coming into everyone's ears. Suddenly, everyone widened their eyes and saw the strangest scene in their lives!

"Swish--" A gorgeous golden light gradually burst out from the center of Shang Qingfeng's body, and then a scorching sun slowly rose from his body. "Crack!", his body suddenly cracked in half!

In an instant, the scorching sun shone brightly and dazzlingly terrifyingly, melting everything about him, even his soul that had no time to escape!

A generation of elders was instantly instantly!

Yang Que turned around, and a golden light flashed about a foot in his hand, and suddenly disappeared.

The whole audience was silent like death.
Chapter completed!