A sword light radius cast by the ghost shadow, roaring towards Ji Haotian with rolling power.

Facing this scene, both Saint Bow and the Lion were shocked, especially the Lion. Although his cultivation was higher than that of the Ghost Shadow, even if he faced the Ghost Shadow's life-thinking attack method, he would not dare to shake his sharpness.

So, at this time, the lion began to secretly activate its aura. If Ji Haotian could even block the attack of the ghost, then he would have to take action.

Because facing such a powerful opponent, even if he avoids fighting, the other party will not let them go easily. Since there is no way out, just take the initiative.

"Buzz!"

The howling sword light was still rolling forward, and a huge abyss was plowed out from the pressure emitted by the sword light on the ground.

Ji Haotian also became more serious when he looked at a whistling sword light.

Ghost Shadow is worthy of being a blood clan. Even as Ji Haotian said, it is a blood clan with impure blood clan, but the power of this attack cannot be underestimated, especially for Ji Haotian, who has hidden injuries in his body, if he wants to resist, it will inevitably cause the old injury to recur.

Faced with a sword light coming, Ji Haotian's hand slightly pulled out a sword flower, and the energy in the void began to gather in his direction. At the same time, Ji Haotian also began to turn the Yuan power in his body and instilled into the Chuanyun Han Sword.

"choke!"

As the breath inside the Chuanyunhan sword reached a certain level, the sword body sounded happily.

"Buzz!"

As the sword body sang, a cold and sacred aura began to spread out on the sword body. Ji Haotian's clothes were bulging and the ends of his hair also danced.

As the sword approached, a purple-gold light burst out from the sword of the Chuanyun Han Sword, which was heavy but not gorgeous, dazzling but not dazzling.

"Zheng!"

Ji Haotian moved his wrist and the Han sword roared again, and his body was soon covered by a layer of purple and golden light. His body was hanging in the air, like a god standing in the mortal world, domineering and powerful.

"brush!"

The huge sword light began to magnify in Ji Haotian's pupils. The violent aura had already caused the sand on the ground passing by to surging, like a tsunami, and instantly raised dozens of feet.

"break!"

Ji Haotian held the hilt tightly, and his sword body slashed through the void, swinging hard at the oncoming sword light.

Three feet of green edge, until the sword light that looked like a huge city wall.

As Ji Haotian's sword body fell, countless fireflies like flying flowers suddenly appeared in the void, and then they gathered into a sword energy and shot away towards the sword light.

In a blink of an eye, a long sword light fell, and a sword energy from Ji Haotian also collided with it with its strong power.

"boom!"

Two extremely powerful energy collided heavily, causing a huge shock wave to spread in the air, directly stirring up dozens of feet high of wild sand around the surroundings. The rolling smoke and dust were removed in an instant, and the yellow sand on the ground began to roll and boil like boiling water.

Under this extreme impact, the large area of ​​yellow sand on the ground had turned into crystalline solids, and the color of the soil had also changed to snow-white at this time.

The ground within a radius of several miles was actually roasted into large pieces of crystallized glass.

"Bang!"

In the end, the crystallized ground could not withstand this huge energy. After the explosion, the splashed fragments flew everywhere, and countless smoke and dust rose into the sky again, covering everything.

In order to avoid this violent impact, the Holy Bow and the Lion rose into the air, and at the same time activated the energy to continuously shatter the crystal fragments that were flying.

The Holy Bow looked at the yellow sand that filled his sight and shook his head slightly.

At this moment, he could no longer judge the outcome of this showdown, but he already knew deeply that he was definitely not Ji Haotian's opponent.

For a cultivator like him who is good at using bows and arrows to attack long-rangely, since he cannot harm Ji Haotian with bows and arrows, he will have no way to die after the distance between the two sides is closer.

"Lion, if you don't take action, I'm afraid we will all bury our bones in this desert today!"

The Holy Bow looked at the lion and smiled bitterly.

"Wait a little longer! Maybe ghosts are enough!"

The lion looked at the smoke and dust in the distance, and there seemed to be a hint of expectation in her eyes.

The ghost's sword light was extremely violent, and the sword energy that Ji Haotian used to fight seemed to be much weaker no matter how he looked at it, and Ji Haotian did not dodge before.

It's simply seeking death!

While the two were talking, the yellow sand that filled their sight was also falling down.

Then, the scene in the air began to become clearer.

A figure carrying a long sword hanging quietly in the air. The purple-gold light on the surface of the body was still flowing slowly without any weakness. The sword in his hand flickered with unparalleled momentum.

"this……!"

The lion saw that Ji Haotian was safe and sound, his face was full of incredibleness, and the contempt in his eyes almost frozen.

He thought that Ji Haotian might be able to survive the powerful attack of ghosts, but he absolutely did not expect that he could withstand this attack safely.

This is too weird.

As an archer with keen observation skills, the holy bow was shocked even more than that of a lion, because according to the reference objects around him, Ji Haotian's position in mid-air did not change at all.

In other words, the attack that Ghost Shadow, which seemed extremely fierce, actually did not cause any harm to him.

This is enough to show that Ghost Shadow's cultivation is not the same level as Ji Haotian, and it is more than a little different!

"Crazy!"

At this time, a pile of sand at Ji Haotian's feet slowly flowed to the side.

Then, the ghost's body was exposed.

The pair of huge wings originally born behind him were only half left, and his whole body was full of holes, with black blood flowing outwards, and the flesh and blood that were turned outwards were even more covered with sand.

He looked particularly embarrassed, just like a beggar who was bullied on the street.

As for the huge sickle in his hand, it was already crushed into powder by a huge force during the collision just now.

Ji Haotian stood in the air and saw ghosts crawling out of the sand pile. His expression did not change much. His eyelids drooped, and he looked at the figure: "It seems that what I said is indeed correct. A blood clan like you has a limited combat power. Even if you fight with all your strength, it still doesn't give me any amazing feeling."

Ji Haotian shook his head slightly, no longer interested in continuing to fight with him: "Get out! You don't even waste my qualifications!"

"you……!!!"

After hearing what Ji Haotian said, the ghost filled his heart with anger.

"puff--"

The next second, a mouthful of black blood spurted out from his mouth, and then his body fell to the ground softly.

Ghost!

Descendants of the Vampire!

Black Flag Mercenary Company Elite!

Ranked second among the six major killers!
Chapter completed!