As soon as he finished speaking, a strong air flow rushed towards Nan Hairen's hiding place.
Nan Hairen put away the remaining soul of Senior Sister Jianqiu as quickly as possible, then took out the Nine Heavens Magic Pen and swung it outward.
The pressing energy was quickly dissipated by the Jiutian Magic Pen.
"Sir, please rest first. Let the younger ones get on! Come on, younger ones!" Liang Song's sharp voice roared in a flattering manner.
As soon as he finished speaking, dozens of figures rushed towards where Nan Hairen was.
Nan Hairen flew out in a flash and came to the middle of the cave. He looked up and found an old man wearing a black gown sitting in the corner of the cave. This man had an ancient appearance and a bronze face with colorful tattoos.
The strange patterns give people a mysterious and weird feeling after seeing them.
There were more than a dozen people, led by an eight-foot-tall yellow-faced man in Tsing Yi, who surrounded Nan Hairen in a fan shape.
"Who is your Excellency? Why are you eavesdropping on the conversation between Liang and the envoy in this cave? Get the truth!" Liang Song roared when he saw Nan Hairen's mediocre appearance and lack of skill.
In order not to attract other people's attention, Nan Hairen has always appeared in the ordinary image of "a monster that changes its shape" since Feng entered the ghost world, so it is no wonder that the other party does not take Nan Hairen in their eyes.
"Eavesdropping? What a joke! I have been cultivating in this cave, and you broke into my cave without permission. I have not asked you about your crime, but you shamelessly framed the master. It is really the most ridiculous thing in the world! Hahahaha!"
Nan Hairen laughed and said.
"This...this..." Liang Song was speechless for a while.
"Why don't you get out of this and that?" Nan Hairen shouted angrily.
With Nan Hairen's angry shout, he used the sound attack technique he had learned in the ancient demon ruins. Suddenly, the voice of "Why don't you get out yet?" sounded like thunder in the ears of Liang Song and others.
It shocked everyone's hearts.
The mysterious man in black sitting in the corner couldn't help but feel a hint of emotion on his tattooed face.
"There are no utensils for your practice here at all. At most, you just got here first!" A person who reacted muttered.
Nan Hairen heard that this person was the one called Teng Jiang. It seemed that this person's reaction was quite fast, Nan Hairen thought to himself.
"Yes! I almost fell for your kid's trick. Come on, take him down first!" Liang Song yelled at his men.
Upon hearing the order from their boss, everyone screamed and rushed towards Nan Hairen waving their weapons.
"The pearls of rice also shine with brilliance! Go!" Nan Hairen shouted loudly, and used the sword spirit of the Sword to Slay Demons and Slay Immortals to sweep towards the crowd.
"Ding-dang, ding-dong" came a sound of weapons clashing, and then the bodies of those who attacked Nan Hairen fell out with "bang, bang".
"Dragon One rushes to the battlefield, Dragon Two defends the east, Dragon Three walks the west..." Liang Song shouted to his men while using his kung fu to calm down the turbulent inner organs.
Following Liang Song's command, those who were knocked back quickly returned, and soon a "reversed Bagua Yin and Yang Formation" was set up around Nan Hairen.
Nan Hairen looked at the people forming formations outside and said: "Hahahaha, can you change the way of fighting? Why do you always form formations to fight against each other? If it is just some absolute formations, but it is so ordinary.
The ordinary formations really make people laugh out loud!"
After hearing Nan Hairen's ridicule, Liang Songhuang's face turned red and he said angrily: "Of course our formation is not in your eyes, so please give me some advice. Young men, attack!"
As Liang Song finished speaking, the "Inverted Bagua Yin and Yang Formation" quickly began to flow, and waves of sinister wind and ghostly energy kept pressing towards Nan Hairen.
All the weapons were filled with cold murderous aura, and they were coming towards Nan Hairen from all directions like a violent storm.
"Well done! Break!" Nan Hairen shouted. The golden light of the sword spirit in his hand flashed and turned into ten thousand silver rainbows, and he rushed towards the weapons coming from all around. At the same time, he turned his left hand into a finger and rushed to the front with the demon calamity pointing.
If the two people are hit on the Yintang acupoint, their bodies will burst and their souls will fly away.
"Dang, Dang, Dang" came a dense sound, and all the weapons attacked by the people setting up the formation were blocked by the sword spirit in Nan Hairen's hand.
"Ah, ah!" Two miserable screams sounded. The two Liang Song's men who were rushing in front were pointed out by Nan Hairen's demon calamity. After screaming, their bodies turned into energy and melted into the endless starry sky.
When Liang Song saw two of his men being killed, he was furious. His eyes flashed fiercely, and he shouted to his men: "The fierce ghosts are killing people, and the resentful souls are haunting!"
After hearing this, the subordinates trembled, but in the end they obeyed the order. Those who surrounded Nan Hairen suddenly had ghost powers on their bodies, and their eyes became extremely ferocious, filled with blood-devouring light.
As these people transformed, they roared and rushed towards Nan Hairen. Liang Song took out a small flag with infinite ghostly energy from his arms, and then waved it towards Nan Hairen. The flag wavered and pretended to be from inside.
A stream of black smoke came out, and in the blink of an eye, the black smoke gathered and transformed into countless ferocious and mutilated ghosts flying all over the sky.
Among these ghosts, there were also groups of Yin soldiers wearing armor and missing arms and legs, holding blue swords in their hands, bringing up a cold air. These ghosts rushed towards Nan Hairen with incomparable arrogance.
Nan Hairen discovered that these soldiers in the ghosts were wearing all kinds of clothes and armors. Some were obviously soldiers from the Tianlong Dynasty in Shenzhou, but some looked ancient and simple. They seemed to have gone from young ghosts who had been dead for seventy or eighty years to those who had been dead for several years.
There are all kinds of ghosts that have been around for hundreds of years. Each of them has an illusory image, as light as smoke, and the sinister and ghostly energy flowing around them is really terrifying.
These remnant ghost soldiers were obviously fighting on the battlefield before they were alive. Not only did they all look like they had brains broken and bleeding, with severed limbs and heads, they had swords stuck in their bodies, they were shot like hedgehogs, and their bodies were also covered with sharp arrows.
He seems to be cruel, violent and full of resentment.
Nan Hairen did not dare to neglect, took out the Nine Heavens Magic Pen from his arms, drew countless soul-calming charms, and threw them at these remnant ghost soldiers.
The several mutilated ghost soldiers at the head were struck by Nan Hairen's spell. Their bodies froze and stumbled slightly. Their bodies immediately dispersed a little, but then they gathered together again as if nothing had happened.
Only some scattered ghosts were driven away by Nan Hairen's spell.
"These mutilated ghost soldiers are not afraid of the talisman?" Nan Hairen thought to himself.
Liang Song's transformed men's skills had more than doubled at this time, and they seemed to have become numb to death. When they rushed up, they didn't care about their own safety, and they were all going to die together. For a moment, Nan Hairen was killed by Liang Song.
His men, and the mutilated ghost soldiers released by Liang Song from the ghost flags, forced him to scramble.
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