The body breaks the sound barrier!

Lan Feng's fist was like a fierce angry dragon rushing out and rushing straight to the face of the ancestor of the Ghost Sect, making him frown without a trace. He clearly knew that Lan Feng's move was powerful, and he launched a strong attack with the speed of breaking the sound barrier with his body, causing his body to burst out with extremely strong power in an instant. It was indeed extremely powerful.

Even the ancestor of the Ghost Sect has to be cautious, after all, he is defeated by his face.

It's just a pity that Lan Feng didn't give him time to treat or even defend himself. He kept attacking before just to make the ancestor of the Ghost Sect get used to his attack frequency, and then instantly launches a physical body to break the sound barrier and launches an attack on him.

The reaction caused by this instant change is naturally extremely huge. This is a state of stooping from stillness to instantaneously. Even if the reflex nerves of the ancestor of the Ghost Sect can keep up, it will be difficult for his body to react.

"Bang!"

Before he could react, Lan Feng's attack with powerful power quietly came and landed on his face, and a dull sound broke out.

The terrifying fist force exploded. Even if the ancestor of the Ghost Sect no longer retained his strength and used his full strength, he was knocked out of the Bone Throne by a hundred meters away from the Bone Throne under Lan Feng's punch.

"Swish!"

With one blow, Lan Feng knocked the ancestor of the Ghost Sect to fly away. A cold light flashed in his eyes, without any stop. He stepped out of his feet, and his body chased him like a ghost, and attacked him again.

The bone whistle in Lan Feng's body echoed, and the powerful force poured into his fist, causing it to burst out with dazzling fist light, and once again smashed it out of anger at the ancestor of the Ghost Sect.

Golden Flame War God Fist!

"Boy, you're looking for death!"

It was enough to be embarrassed by Lan Feng's punch to the Feigui Sect Ancestor. Now Lan Feng is still going to pursue the victory, which makes the Guigui Sect Ancestor furious. He yells anger and goes up to him.

"Bang!"

"Puff..."

The next moment, Lan Feng's fist collided with the fist of the ancestor of the Ghost Sect. A huge explosion sounded, and Lan Feng flew backwards like a kite with a broken string.

Even if he used the Golden Flame God Fist, he would not be the opponent of the Ghost Sect Ancestor who had full combat power and became serious.

"Dong!"

Lan Feng's body hit the mountain below and made a deafening sound. The terrifying force made the hard ground shatter.

"Pooh!"

Spit out the weeds from his mouth, stretched out his palm to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, Lan Feng raised his head to look at the ancestor of the ghost gate standing on the sky, and a solemn light flashed in his eyes. He was about to rush into the sky again, but a huge ghost hand pressed him from the sky.

This ghost hand is no longer like the phantom used by the ancestor of the Ghost Sect, but is a physical existence, and it is extremely huge, covering the sky and the sun, covering half of the mountain, making Lan Feng's expression very solemn.

Obviously, this Ghost Sect Ancestor is undoubtedly a killer against Lan Feng.

A unique skill: The Great Prison Demon Suppressing Hand!

"Damn it!"

Looking at the huge ghost hand, Lan Feng's face looked extremely ugly. It was too late to dodge, because the ghost hand of the Ghost Sect ancestor was too large and he would be killed before he could escape the attack range.

At the critical moment, a trace of decisiveness flashed in Lan Feng's eyes. The dragon energy in his body was radiant, and the anti-dragon sword in his hand turned into a dragon emperor's fist glove to wrap his fists.

"Bang!"

The next moment, Lan Feng bent his upper leg and all his strength was poured into the soles of his feet. The huge explosion sounded loudly. The terrifying explosion made his body like a rocket launching, rushing towards the suppressed ghost hand without fear.

Lan Feng's body once again broke through the speed of sound, and his hands formed a fist, carrying the power of thousands of pounds and smashed it hard towards the huge ghost hand.

The body breaks the sound barrier!

"Bang bang bang!"

From a distance, the ghost hand used by the ancestor of the Ghost Sect was suppressing Lan Feng like the Five Finger Mountain transformed by the Buddha. Lan Feng was like an unwilling Monkey King, and he kept smashing out the huge palm with his fists, launching a strong counterattack, trying to break the palm and break out of the world.

Lan Feng's fists were continuously smashed out, each of which was the physical force that broke the sound barrier. It fell on the suppressed ghost hand and made a deafening sound, but all this was futile on the huge ghost hand.

Lan Feng's body that rushed towards the sky began to fall under the terrifying suppression force of the ghost hand. Even if Lan Feng felt ten million unwilling to accept it, he could not stop it.

"boom!"

A huge explosion sounded loudly, but Lan Feng's body fell heavily on the mountain under the suppression of the ghost hand.

I don’t know how terrible the ghost hand contained, and it smashed a huge palm print that was twenty meters deep on the hard ground, while Lan Feng’s body was pressed under the handprint.

"Puchi...cough cough..."

Black blood sprayed out of Lan Feng's mouth, his body coughed violently due to serious injuries, and the flame armor on his body was covered with cracks, as if he could collapse at any time.

If it weren't for the protection of the flame armor, which would have isolated most of his power, he would have been smashed into a pool of meat paste under the ghost hand of the Ghost Sect ancestor.

Because the ghost hand is not condensed by the ghost energy, but is condensed by the rules of the ghost realm to suppress everything.

Being suppressed by the ghost hand, Lan Feng wanted to struggle hard, but it was useless. The huge ghost hand was like a five-finger mountain that pressed him to death, and blood kept flowing along the corners of Lan Feng's mouth...

"Boy, do you know what will happen if I offend my ancestor?"

The ancestor of the Ghost Sect looked down at Lan Feng below, with a strong sense of playfulness and cruelty appearing in his eyes, and a cold voice came from his mouth.

Lan Feng did not answer, but just stared at the ancestor of the Ghost Sect with cold eyes, feeling the power in his body carefully, and regaining the consumed power.

Although the ancestor of the Ghost Sect is so powerful that it is difficult to defeat, Lan Feng has a reason to defeat him.

"It seems you are not convinced? But it doesn't matter, I will torture you well!"

Seeing this, a cold light flashed in the eyes of the ancestor of the Ghost Sect. With a thought, a white bone flew out from the bone ring he carried on his hand and fell into his hand.

"Bang..."

The next moment, the ancestor of the Ghost Sect suddenly waved his long whip and thrust at Lan Feng hard.

The long whip slashed through the air and whistled, expanding in Lan Feng's pupils. It was impossible for him to dodge.

The strength this old guy now has made Lan Feng really difficult to deal with, and it also made him feel the horror of being a half-emperor realm powerhouse and the gap between him and a real half-emperor realm powerhouse.

Even if he has many martial arts and great power, it is difficult to cross that gully.

The gap between the half-step and half-emperor realm and the half-emperor realm was like an insurmountable gap, which made Lan Feng feel powerless, but how could he give up?

Looking at the coming whistling whip, a trace of cold light flashed in Lan Feng's eyes, and the crazy demon in his body became crazy and activated.

The moment Lan Feng activated the mad transformation, the long bone whip fell on Lan Feng with the power to destroy everything, and a harsh sound broke out. His right shoulder was whipped by the long whip. Suddenly, his skin and flesh burst, blood splattering, revealing the thick white bones inside.

It is conceivable how terrifying the power of the long whip of the ancestor of the Ghost Sect was.

"Bang..."

After whipping down, the ancestor of the Ghost Sect felt so excited that he waved the long whip again and whipped hard towards Lan Feng. This time it was his left shoulder.

The long whip whistled, the skin was blooming, and blood splattered, leaving a bottomless blood mark on Lan Feng's left shoulder. Even if his body was strong, he could not withstand the destruction of the whip. Obviously, the whip was extremely extraordinary.

"Smack it..."

Looking at the Lan Feng who was suppressed by the ghost hand and splattered with blood from the long whip, the ancestor of the ghost gate felt very happy. The long whip in his hand kept waving and sucking towards Lan Feng continuously.

The whip fell on Lan Feng's body and made a crisp sound.

Under the continuous destruction of the long whip, Lan Feng's whole body was full of blood and blurred. Even with the protection of the flame armor, it was useless, making him completely a bloody man besides his face.

Fragile and cruel.

A strong pain filled Lan Feng's heart, but he forced it to hold it back. The crazy transformation in his body activated, causing him to recover at a super fast speed. His aura became stronger under the urge of the long whip of the Ghost Sect Ancestor, and the power consumed was completely restored at this moment, even becoming stronger.

This is the terror of the mad transformation he created, which can turn any attack and injury into his own strength and forcibly improve his strength.

It’s just that Lan Feng suppressed his breath and prevented the ancestor of the Ghost Sect from detecting it. Even the surface skin trauma Lan Feng did not repair it. In order to trouble the ancestor of the Ghost Sect, he brought him an illusion.

"Smack it..."

The whip kept thrusting at Lan Feng, making him look extremely miserable. His strong body was covered with eye-catching blood marks, which made the ancestor of the Ghost Sect feel extremely comfortable when he saw it, and the whip in his hand was even more vigorous.

At this moment, Lan Feng looked like a slave who was ravaged by the brilliance.

"Everyone says that you don't slap people in the face. Boy, it's your turn now."

Looking at the bloody Lan Feng, the ancestor of the Ghost Sect sat lazily on the throne, and a cold and playful smile came from his mouth. He waved the long whip again and slapped at Lan Feng's face with a terrible force: "I want to see who can still know you after ruining your handsome face?"

"Swish!"

As the words of the ancestor of the Ghost Sect fell, the long bone whip in his hand waved again, carrying endless cruelty and huge power to slash Lan Feng's tough face as if it was cut by a knife.

If this whip is hit, Lan Feng's face will instantly become bloody and completely disfigured.

The long whip roared, constantly magnifying in Lan Feng's pupils, but his handsome face was calm, as if the target of the whip whip was not him at all.

Looking at the ancestor of the Ghost Sect, Lan Feng's eyes flashed with a cold light, and a cold voice came from his mouth: "Old guy, do you really think you have eaten the little master?"

"Boom!"

As Lan Feng's words fell, he was no longer suppressing the aura in his body, and Pengbai's power burst out from his body.
Chapter completed!