Peerless Headmaster

Chapter 393

The tyrannical finger, carrying an unimaginably powerful force, came straight to Ning Heng.

Ning Heng knew very well that the old man's strength was unfathomable, so he didn't dare to have any carelessness in his heart, and used the power of the Golden Crow Sacred Flame and the power of thunder and lightning to resist this finger at the same time.

However, amidst the whistling of the fingers, they actually penetrated through the Golden Crow Holy Flame and the power of thunder and lightning one after another, and directly bombarded Ning Heng.

The soul-hunting ghost sneered, thinking that a small young warrior would dare to come up and try to stop him, without looking at how much weight you have?

The sneer on the ghost's face froze in the next moment, but seeing that Ning Heng hadn't been shot down, he rushed up fearlessly with a smear of blood on the corner of his mouth.

hum! ! !
The four bronze mirrors suddenly flew out and hovered around the ghost. Immediately, four beams of mirror light shone down from different directions, continuously absorbing the aura from the ghost's body and transferring it into Ning Heng's body.

The ghost of the ghost frowned, Ning Heng's degree of difficulty was a bit beyond expectation, but he still didn't pay attention to Ning Heng, and a black palm print rushed over with a wave of his hand.

Ning Heng had already grasped the strength of this ghost, facing this even more fierce palm, Ning Heng went all out, and the Hanhai mocking sky skill suddenly worked.

The huge wave of spiritual energy set off a trend against the sea and the sky, swallowing the black palm print in the midst of the turbulence.

Boom! ! !

There was a loud noise, and although the black palm print was annihilated, it also canceled out most of the power of the huge wave of spiritual energy, and the remaining power of the huge wave of spiritual energy continued to surge towards the ghost.

"Huh? What a powerful martial art!"

The soul-detaining ghost couldn't help being a little stunned. Seeing that the huge wave of residual aura had already approached him, he remembered to block it.

Pushing it out with one hand, the huge wave of aura stopped before the ghost's palm and dissipated into nothing.

And at this time, Ning Heng stepped on the Seven Illusions of the Holy Shadow, and finally came to the ghost.

The black knife swung out, and slashed directly at the black bead held by the soul-detaining ghost. At the same time, Ning Heng performed the rarely used three dragon chants.

Dragon Yin III, the killer move of desperate situation!
Ning Heng used this move to kill Lu Zhengtian, who was far stronger than himself, and used it once later to resolve a crisis. Now facing this powerful soul-holding ghost, Ning Heng decisively used the three dragon chanting moves to kill him with his life The technique to fight.

"court death!"

The soul-holding ghost was a little annoyed by Ning Heng's entanglement. Seeing a black knife directly attacking the black bead in his hand, the soul-holding ghost raised his hand and pointed, and flicked the black knife out. Ning Heng's Long Yin three-style confrontation.

What Ning Heng wanted was this opportunity. Long Yin made three moves and three moves one after another, one move was better than the other, and the power was multiplied. The ghost was accidentally beaten by Ning Heng and retreated.

"good chance!"

Even though Ning Heng himself was so shocked that his blood surged, he still seized this rare opportunity. With quick eyes and quick hands, the Golden Crow Sacred Flame and the power of thunder and lightning simultaneously attacked the black bead in the ghost's hand.

The ghost of the ghost was furious, black light gushed out of his body immediately, blocking all of Ning Heng's flames and the power of thunder and lightning.

But the soul-detaining ghost still didn't expect that this was just Ning Heng's feint attack, and the black knife flew back again, falling directly behind the soul-detaining ghost.

when! ! !
The sound of gold and iron intersecting sounded, and the black knife slashed on the arm holding the black bead of the ghost, but it failed to hurt the ghost. The latter's body was as hard as gold and iron, and even the black knife None of the land spirit weapons could hurt him.

Ning Heng's eyes were solemn, and the four drops of the Golden Crow's holy fire in his body were activated at the same time, and the Golden Crow cried out immediately, and the four flaming Golden Crows condensed into a shape, and rushed towards the ghost again.

These four flaming Golden Crows are extraordinary, they are shaped based on the ancient blood of the Golden Crow, and they contain the real power of the Golden Crow's sacred fire, which is comparable to a blow from the Han Hai's Laughing Heaven Kung Fu.

With such a close distance, the soul-hunting ghost finally felt the threat, and did not dare to underestimate the four flame golden crows, so he patted the storage bag on his waist with one hand.

A black command flag flew out, hovering in front of the ghost.

The soul-detaining ghost bit the tip of his tongue and spat out a mouthful of blood, which dripped on the black flag. Suddenly, the black flag trembled, and then gusts of wind blew up.

The next moment, the cloudy wind swelled and turned into a howling gust of wind, dragging the four flame golden crows into the violent cloudy wind.

The Flaming Golden Crow erupted with scorching heat, and as the flames soared, there were faint signs of breaking free from the dark wind.

"What a powerful flame!"

The soul-hunting ghost secretly marveled, not daring to be careless in his heart, and spewed two drops of blood one after another onto the black flag, making the yin wind strengthen again.

The Flaming Golden Crow was trapped, and although its power remained undiminished, it was restrained by the dark wind and could not threaten the ghost.

Seeing this, Ning Heng sighed in his heart, and the natal thunder bone in his body was activated to the extreme, and the spiritual energy in his whole body poured into the natal thunder bone like a hundred rivers, providing strength for it.

Boom! ! !

Above the nine heavens, black clouds gathered rapidly, Ning Heng's whole body was filled with silver light, and the fine lightning power covered Ning Heng's whole body.

The next moment, Ning Heng shook his hand towards the dark clouds above the sky, and the powerful sky thunder directly bombarded Ning Heng.

But this sky thunder did not hurt Ning Heng, on the contrary, it fueled the power of the natal thunder bone.

"cut!"

Ning Heng roared furiously, condensing the thunder into a sword, swung the giant thunder sword in his hand with all his strength, and slashed down towards the soul-detaining ghost.

"How is this possible?" The soul-hunting ghost showed shock on his face. Facing such a terrifying power of thunder and lightning, a master as strong as him couldn't help but feel a little frightened.

The Soul Guard knew that he couldn't avoid it, so he could only grit his teeth and make a move, trying to forcefully shake the sword of thunder.

The black command flag flew high directly, blocking the sword of giant thunder with monstrous Yin Qi.

However, the moment the black command flag came into contact with the giant thunder sword, it trembled suddenly, then lost all light, and fell down sadly.

"Not good!"

The ghost's scalp was numb, and he immediately fled towards the distance. Even if his physical body was strong, he didn't dare to take the sword of thunder.

Just kidding, even the Yinming Lingqi can't stop it, how can he resist?

Ning Heng swung the sword of giant thunder and chased after him, and he was about to slay the soul-detaining ghost under the sword.

"Hmph, how can my Hundred Ghosts Sect's actions be destroyed by you?"

But when he heard an indifferent voice suddenly, Ning Heng's heart beat wildly, and his sense of crisis suddenly rose.

A thick palm print hit Ning Heng's back directly. Ning Heng never expected that someone would suddenly appear and attack him, so he fell for it in a moment of carelessness.

puff!
Blood spewed out, this palm was so powerful that it directly broke through Ning Heng's triple body, hurting deep inside the viscera.

Ning Heng reluctantly turned his head, and saw a young man in black with white hair looking at him indifferently.

"Golden Crow Zong Ningheng, I seem to have your name on the roster of my Hundred Ghosts Sect's must kill before." The stern young man in black and white hair said in a playful tone.

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