The old man standing opposite Su Feng's expression changed drastically.

He could clearly sense the fighting spirit that emerged from Su Feng, and even more sense the nine silver needles that emitted a dangerous aura.

At this moment, he even smelled the breath of death, as if even his soul was trembling!

The old man did not hesitate at all and quickly dodged to the side.

And those summoned skeleton soldiers seemed to have lost their support, instantly cracked layer by layer, scattered into powder and fell into the air.

Seeing that Su Feng is not a easy-to-deal role, the old man no longer holds back now.

I saw him gently tapping the ground with his toes and disappearing without warning.

The next moment, he suddenly appeared among the Chu family's crowd, and the slender wooden stick suddenly appeared in his hand slashed across everyone's throat.

The blood instantly dyed the wooden stick red, and even more soaked in the fine rags tied on it.

Accompanied by the shrill howling of ghosts and wolves, countless faint ghost shadows appeared around the old man.

Driven by the old man, thousands of ghosts opened their bloody mouths and attacked Su Feng, as if they wanted to swallow him alive.

Su Feng recognized at a glance that the old man was holding a very evil soul-summoning banner.

Legend has it that it is necessary to use a woman with extremely yin bodies to produce a soul-summoning banner.

However, in recent years, some evil magicians have used the day when the Yinmen opened on July 15 to hunt women with weak fate or in folk customs, so as to refine magic weapons with their blood and soul.

Although it is not as pure as the ancient method, its power cannot be underestimated.

The only drawback is that every time you use it, you must sacrifice the blood of the living person.

Facing the extremely terrifying monsters, Su Feng was not afraid, but quietly punched in front.

The extremely violent fist wind swept through, tearing through the air, and with a majestic righteousness, killing all the ghosts and monsters.

The sharp air blew up, making the old man who was ushering in front of him dizzy.

He never dreamed that his soul-summoning banner would be cracked by a punch from the young boy in front of him.

You know, this soul-torn banner has helped him kill many powerful warriors and enemies beyond the level, and even ordinary magicians cannot be his opponent.

Where did this kid come from?

Su Feng sneered, and his huge mental power stretched out like tentacles, spreading throughout the hall.

For a moment, all the old man's small movements became particularly slow in his eyes, and he could see the flaws in an instant.

The old man looked at Su Feng and was almost vomiting blood from anger.

Even so, he still activated all the accumulated corpse energy on his body, and transformed into countless ghost vortexes in the void, constantly rotating.

The vortex could almost shatter the air and emit a dense and scattering sonic boom.

The vortex rushed towards Su Feng in an instant, completely surrounding him.

In the vortex that exuded a strange aura, pale ghost claws stretched out from time to time and grabbed Su Feng's face.

What's more, some of them have flexible ghost babies popped up inside, hugging Su Feng's thighs and gnawing down!

Su Feng smiled slightly and took away an extremely sharp short knife from the dead subordinates of the Chu family.

His fingers swept across the blade quickly, and the blade was stained with a layer of golden light.

As Su Feng swung his sword, the radiant cold sword light shot like a meteor, killing and shattering all the corpse vortexes.


Chapter completed!