Faced with the mist that surged from all directions, the sea-flying sand surface did not change color, and slowly stretched out a hand and pointed it into the void. Suddenly, layers of ripples swayed at her fingertips, spreading rapidly, forming a huge circle.

"Boom!" When Shang Lianfeng's attack touched the layers of ripples, a loud bang immediately burst out, and the air waves surged.

However, everyone present clearly saw that the ripple had no trace of damage, and it actually blocked the opponent's attack.

"So amazing!" Everyone was surprised. They thought the quicksand would suffer, but who knew that this would be the result.

At this moment, seeing Hailiusha easily resisting his attack, Shang Lianfeng's heart sank, and the previous premonition of anxiety became even stronger. Although he was just tempted just now, he also exerted 70% of his strength. Who knew that the other party could easily resist it. From this, it can be seen that the strength shown by Hailiusha is not weaker than him, and it may even be better. At this point, he bit his teeth and raised his body, looking down at Hailiusha from a high point. If Wuyan's scabbard was still in his hand, he would not take his opponent seriously. When he thought that Wuyan's scabbard was taken away by Jiang Lai, his anger could no longer be suppressed, and it burst out with the rolling momentum.

"Destroy the Mountain Finger!" With a angrily shout, Shang Lianfeng raised his right arm and merged with his fingers. Suddenly, a misty mist surged out and quickly condensed on his fingertips. A ball of green light visible to the naked eye became more and more dazzling, and the dazzling light almost covered his body.

Feeling the powerful power emitted by the green light, the beautiful eyes of the sea sand blinked, and the toes were a little in the air. The elegant and graceful figure was like an autumn leaf, floating back and forth constantly, with a fast speed. Everyone followed her figure and saw only phantoms appearing in the air. In the blink of an eye, dozens of "sea sand" appeared in the air. It was difficult to distinguish between true and false.

"Dance of the Sky!" With the sound of quicksand, the phantoms began to dance in the air, with graceful postures, like a celestial being descending, making people unable to move their eyes. At this moment, everyone's eyes were attracted, and they were fascinated by seeing them and could not extricate themselves. Even Shang Lianfeng, not far away, was lost for a moment. Fortunately, his cultivation was strong enough and he quickly returned to the clarity. "Celebrity?" He frowned slightly, his eyes becoming colder. It was not that he had never seen the art of charm, but in his eyes, these were some inexperienced methods. But what he did not expect was that with his cultivation, his mind would be affected.

As he thought about it, the phantoms gradually floated around him and clamped him in the center. Among the dozens of phantoms, only one was the real body, but Shang Lianfeng couldn't tell which one was the real quicksand after a few glances. Moreover, as the graceful dance postures of those phantoms unfolded, he felt that he was distracted from time to time, unable to concentrate, and was always unconsciously attracted by those postures.

Gripping his teeth, he stopped hesitating, and a loud shout from his mouth, and the green light fountained from his fingertips shot out. "Boom!" In the deafening loud noise, the dazzling green light suddenly exploded, and nearly half of the phantom enveloped it. Immediately afterwards, the dazzling green light suddenly condensed, and was swallowed up together with the nearly half of the phantom, disappearing without a trace. However, when Shang Lianfeng turned around, his face suddenly changed. Because he had seen that the remaining phantoms still existed, which means that his attack just now did not hurt his true body. Otherwise, these phantoms would have dissipated long ago.

At this moment, the remaining phantoms rushed towards Shang Lianfeng like moths to the fire, instantly submerging his body. Before he could think about it, Shang Lianfeng kept waving his arms, and his energy surged, shattering all the approaching phantoms one by one. However, what made him feel panicked was that there was no real body among these phantoms.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, a loud bang came, and Shang Lianfeng felt a sweet throat, and he raised his head to spit out a mouthful of blood. Under the stimulation of severe pain, he subconsciously turned his head and saw a delicate and flawless face appearing behind him at some point, with a hint of cold chill in his beautiful eyes. "You..." He squirmed his lips, as if he wanted to say something, but before he could speak, the palm print of the quicksand had already hit him and bombarded him hard. "Puff!" The blood was spit out, and his body fell directly from the air, falling heavily to the ground.

Seeing this scene, everyone was stunned. The powerful man in the middle stage of the Divine Realm was easily defeated by Hai Liusha. Moreover, from the beginning, Shang Lianfeng did not gain the upper hand. Compared to the others, Qing Manrong was relatively calm. She knew in her heart that since Hai Liusha had obtained the final inheritance of the Sanhe Sect, it was not difficult to defeat a Shang Lianfeng. However, she was a little curious and didn't know what the final inheritance was.

Under the gaze of everyone, the quicksand slowly fell down. Looking at Shang Lianfeng who was lying on the ground, she said coldly: "Catch him!" After that, her eyes turned to Ma Kui, who was sitting in a wheelchair not far away. Feeling her gaze, the latter's face was extremely pale, and she shouted in a hurry: "Hurry, go quickly, take me out of this ghost place."

The hands next to him looked at each other, and a hint of fear appeared on their faces. After seeing the ability of the quicksand, they had no courage to escape. As long as the other party thought, a finger could destroy them. Looking at the quicksand approaching the quicksand, the fear in Ma Kui's eyes became more and more intense, and his body unconsciously leaned back. At this moment, he felt that his breathing was almost suffocating, his throat was extremely dry, and he couldn't say a word.

"What do you want?" He opened his mouth and tried hard to spit out a sentence.

"Young Master Ma, it's rare that you come to Sanhepai ​​as a guest. Since you are here, don't rush back. Don't you want to find Jiang Lai? He will be back soon, and I will arrange for you to meet you at that time." After the words, Hai Liusha made a gesture, and several men rushed up immediately, regardless of Ma Kui's struggle and shouting, and directly pulled him out of the wheelchair.

"Sister, you were so majestic just now."

Hearing Qing Manrong's voice coming from behind, Hai Liusha turned her head and Zhan Yan smiled: "Sister, don't make fun of me." After a pause, a faint worry appeared between her willow eyebrows, "I don't know what Mr. Qing is doing, I hope he won't have any trouble."
Chapter completed!