Just like the scene where the disciple of Feisheng Palace died before, these moonlights activated by the Fanyue Zhoutian Formation are extremely lethal, and seem to contain extremely corrosiveness and penetration. The warriors who were hit by Yuehua screamed and watched as their bodies melted, and lost their breath in a very short period of time.

All of them have no effect in protecting the holy essence, and even a warrior's defensive treasure has been corroded halfway.

"Daichi Liu save me!" One person did not die immediately. A big hole was penetrated by Yuehua in his abdomen. You could clearly see the internal squirming internal organs, and you kept struggling to fly towards Liu Yizhi, shouting for help.

Near the wound on his abdomen, the corrosive force was like a maggot in his tarsal bones, and it could not disperse, quickly corroding other intact flesh and blood. By the time he flew to Liu Yizhi, the wound on his abdomen had become larger than before, and all the white bones were exposed.

A trace of cruelty flashed in Liu Yizhi's eyes. When the man approached, he waved his hand and punched him on the head.

With a snap, the man's head exploded like a smashed watermelon.

The disciples of Feisheng Palace who were still alive around him were silent for a moment, and they all looked at Liu Yizhi in fear.

"He can't live!" Liu Yizhi shouted angrily, "It's better to give him some fun instead of letting him suffer!"

"Hahahaha!" Han Leng's laughter came, "Are the people in Feisheng Palace so cruel? Han has seen a lot today."

Liu Yizhi was ridiculed by him and suddenly became a little angry and shouted: "If you have the ability, you can show your body and fight with Liu. What is the ability to use the power of the formation?"

"It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous. Han is not capable of using the power of the formation. So if you bully the less, it's skill?" Han Leng said disdainfully.

Seeing that the aggression was ineffective, Liu Yizhi could only turn his head and shout at the still alive disciples of Feisheng Palace, "Why are you still standing there? If you want to survive, attack this formation hard."

When everyone heard this, they did not dare to be negligent. They quickly used their most powerful attack and attacked aimlessly around them.

Although Liu Yizhi's cruelty just now made them frightened, they also knew that he was right and was shrouded in the formation of the prosperous moon and the sky. If they wanted to survive, they had no choice but to continue attacking.

"A group of jumping clowns!" Han Leng sarcastically, his body suddenly appeared somewhere in the air. The magic trick in his hand changed, and countless moons shot out from the silver moon again. These moons gathered towards a place, and soon, they gathered into a huge moonlight, which emitted a pressure aura that made everyone frightened.

"Go!" Han Leng waved his hand, and the huge moonlight attacked a disciple of Feisheng Palace. The speed was so fast that it was simply unprepared for people.

The disciple didn't even have time to dodge, so he was directly shrouded in the moonlight and disappeared between heaven and earth in an instant.

Liu Yizhi seemed to have been waiting for this moment. When Han Leng's figure was exposed, he sprayed his blood on his long sword. The long sword trembled slightly and disappeared from the spot. When it appeared again, it had already arrived in front of Han Leng and cut it off directly.

While Liu Yizhi's nervous observation, Han Leng's figure was completely broken through it.

Liu Yizhi's face was happy, but soon he realized something was wrong.

Although Han Leng's body was cut open, it was so strange that there was no blood flowing out. After another twist, it disappeared.

What he hit was a phantom of Han Leng. Han Leng himself had long been hiding again.

Liu Yizhi frowned and felt very difficult. In terms of cultivation level, he was comparable to Han Leng, and his combat power was comparable. Logically speaking, it was impossible for the other party to gain such a clear advantage, but with the help of Fanyue Zhoutian Formation. He could not see Han Leng's traces at all, and could only be passively beaten, and was anxious for a moment.

The huge moonlight did not disappear, but bounced back and forth within a radius of a hundred feet. The disciples of the Feisheng Palace were constantly being attacked and melted.

In just a dozen breaths, there were only two virtual king realm warriors left on the spot.

The two of them looked at each other and saw the intention of escaping from each other's eyes. They knew that if they didn't escape, they would definitely die.

So the two of them shook their bodies and flew towards the place where the tower ship was.

The moon shone, covering one of them. The man had no time to scream and disappeared from the world. The last person successfully escaped to the front of the boat and shouted, "Young Palace Master, let your subordinates go in."

On the deck of the building ship, Ning Yuancheng stood there in panic, turning a deaf ear to the disciple's cry, but instead said a little angry: "Get out quickly, don't lure that thing over."

"Young Palace Master, you..." The disciple looked at Ningyuan City with a desperate look. Before he could finish his words, Yuehua had already attacked from behind and directly punched a hole in his chest.

Boom...a loud bang.

The remaining force of Yuehua hit the protective cover of the tower ship, and a stinging sound suddenly came, as if something had been corroded, and the protective cover of the tower ship was also in a flash.

Ningyuancheng couldn't help but take several steps back and fell on the building boat.

Fortunately, the level of this tower ship is not low, it seems to have a Daoyuan level, and its defense power is quite good. The remaining power of Yuehua failed to break through the power of the defensive cover.

"So that's it, I finally caught you!" At the moment when the power of Yuehua disappeared, Liu Yizhi suddenly descended to the front of the tower ship, and a long sword in his hand slashed, and the light of the knife splashed into the void.

A figure suddenly appeared in front of him. It was Han Leng, who had a blue face. There was an extra hole in his original robe. It must have been hit by Liu Yizhi just now.

The two of them confronted each other in front of the building. Han Leng's face was gloomy and Liu Yizhi's expression was also solemn.

"It seems that you can see a clue." Han Leng's face looked slightly pale, as if it was too much consumption because he had been maintaining the operation of the formation.

"No," Liu Yizhi put the long sword in front of him. "Liu has heard of the Fanyue Zhoutian Formation. When he saw it today, he realized that it was just an auxiliary formation. Do you think that he was hiding in the moonlight, so can't Liu see it?"

Han Leng laughed: "Deacon Liu has a sharp vision. Han has tried his best to hide his whereabouts, but he doesn't want you to find out."

"Since I have discovered the flaw, then this place is your burial place!" Liu Yi's long sword pointed from a distance and said coldly.

Han Leng curled his lips and said, "That depends on whether you have the ability."

While speaking, he pinched the magic trick again, and the countless silver moons trembled lightly.

"I still want to use the same trick again?" Liu Yizhi shouted fiercely, and the long sword in his hand slashed fiercely around, and the sword lights shot out, and the power of the law was sprinkled freely, which stabilized the trembling Yin Yue. He said proudly: "The Fan Yue Zhoutian Array, but that's it!"

"Is that?" A strange feeling appeared on Han Leng's face, and his whole body suddenly shone with dazzling light, as if he had also turned into a full moon.

"What?" Liu Yizhi was shocked and instinctively felt a dangerous aura. He hurriedly sacrificed a secret treasure that looked like a shield to block it. The shield was spinning and soon became like a tabletop, protecting Liu Yizhi in the back.

At this moment, Han Leng seemed to have been ready. A sword sound came out, and the dazzling light suddenly turned into a shocking sword light, shooting towards Liu Yizhi like an arrow.

Not only that, it seemed that under Han Leng's control, the silver moon, which had been stabilized around, also shot out moonlight and poured into the sword light.

The sword light suddenly became larger, and in just one breath, it turned into a giant dozens of feet long.

The sensational pressure fell from the sky, not only causing Ning Yuancheng, who was sitting in the building to turn pale, but Liu Yizhi, who was guarded by his own shield and secret treasure, also felt a sense of crisis, and a breath of death rushed towards him.

It was not until this time that he realized that he had underestimated Han Leng and the Fanyue Zhoutian Formation.

The Fanyue Zhoutian Formation is the formation of the Star God Palace. As the overlord of the Southern Region, the formation she masters is naturally outstanding. Although Liu Yizhi can see through some clues, he cannot see them all clearly. Underestimating the outcome of this formation is the summoning of the God of Death.

"Young Palace Master, escape quickly!" Liu Yizhi gritted his teeth, opened his mouth and shouted suddenly, biting his tongue and spurting his own essence and blood forward.

The shield secret treasure guarding in front of him shone brightly, and the protection seemed to have become stronger, but the long sword in his hand kept buzzing, and the violent power was vaguely unsure of Liu Yizhi's capital.

"Self-destruction?" Han Leng's scream came from the shocking sword light, with a faint sense of fear.

In this world, not all secret treasures can self-destruct. Only some special secret treasures have this ability. Once the owner self-destructs it, it can produce huge destructive power. However, if this is really done, not to mention the loss of the secret treasure, the owner will definitely suffer from varying degrees of damage.

The long sword secret treasure above Liu Yi is a low-grade secret treasure of Daoyuan. The power of self-destruction is definitely not low, and Han Leng dares not lightly.

"Don't think about it!" Han Leng's face turned sharp and he tried harder to activate the sword light. He hid himself in it, trying to take Liu Yizhi's life before the secret treasure exploded.

A brilliance flashed, and a shocking sound came out.

The spiritual energy between heaven and earth was swaying leisurely, and even the laws of this world were disordered for a moment.

A space black hole suddenly appeared where Liu Yizhi was.

The power of the secret treasure self-exploding has broken the space, which shows how terrifying it is.

Endless suction came from the black hole, swallowing everything around it, and then suddenly retracted, under the influence of the laws of heaven and earth, it was repaired again.

In the sky, many silver moons were dim, as if Han Leng's last blow had drained the power of the Fanyue Zhoutian Array.

Han Leng's figure was also revealed on the side.
Chapter completed!