The sudden sound made Yuan Yifei shocked.

Gao Huan, who was holding in his hand, opened his eyes at some point. The black and white eyes were as pure as water and as distant as the sky.

Those eyes had no murderous intent or intimidating divine light, but that purity and distantness completely shocked Yuan Yifei.

Yuan Yifei has practiced ghost skills since childhood. His body of blood and flesh are invaded by yin energy, and his blood flows extremely slowly. He can't even feel the normal cold and hot, and he will not sweat and blush.

But at this moment, Yuan Yifei felt cold all over, and even his thoughts seemed to be frozen. A cold sweat broke out from the vest, and his underwear was soaked.

Before Gao Huan finished speaking, his hands had already grabbed Yuan Yifei's shoulders, his fingers were like hooks, and he grabbed them with force, and Yuan Yifei's arms were torn off.

But this is not the end. While Gao Huan took action, he swept his legs horizontally. Gao Huan's legs were so sharp that this leg was like a huge axe, with a fierce ferocity to cut off everything.

"Bang..." Yuan Yifei's legs were kicked by this leg from above his knee. The flesh and blood were splattering, and the scene was bloody and cruel. Although Yuan Yifei had instinctively used the power ghost body protection technique, these spells were broken in one blow. Yuan Yifei was like a porcelain piece, crispy and fragile. He was shattered by Gao Huan's attack and could no longer be human.

Although Yuan Yifei's body was not as good as a normal person, he was still flesh and blood. He lost his arms and legs, and was in severe pain, and he couldn't help but scream.

Gao Huan pressed Yuan Yifei's head with a casual palm, and the feminine palm force penetrated. Yuan Yifei's eyes were immediately shattered. Yuan Yifei fell into the darkness, and the only feeling was pain, fear and despair.

All this was just a matter of blinking an eye. Before the spell prepared by Bai Ling'er and Huang Shan were cast, Yuan Yifei had been dealt with by Gao Huan.

With such ruthless and nimble methods, even Bai Ling'er couldn't help but lose her horror. Her hands held a piece of talisman paper in each of her hands, but she did not take action. In her eyes, Gao Huan was like an extremely dangerous beast, and any subtle stimulation could trigger a fatal and fierce attack.

Huang Shan was even more ineffective, her eyes were filled with fear. If Bai Ling'er hadn't been by her side, her hands would have trembled. Huang Shan had seen many cruel and vicious people, and Gao Huan's methods were nothing. The problem was that they could not stop Gao Huan's understatement when they watched helplessly.

This gap in strength made Huang Shan feel that she was Gao Huan's next prey. Gao Huan's strength had already crushed Huang Shan's will. Before he could take action, Huang Shan was considering how to escape instead of how to fight.

It’s not that Huang Shan’s weak will, but that Gao Huan’s fierce true meaning of the White Tiger showed in an instant has completely restrained her soul. A warrior who masters the true meaning of martial arts can restrain any cultivator of the same level. This is also the power of a warrior.

The problem is that among the ten thousand warriors, not one person can understand the true meaning of martial arts. No one in a million people like Gao Huan who truly masters the true meaning of martial arts.

With such a close distance, the craftsman has no chance. In an extremely panic, Huang Shan may not think so much, but his intuition omitted the inference process and directly came to the conclusion. Therefore, Huang Shan was so afraid.

"A master who understands the true meaning of martial arts!" Bai Ling'er made an accurate judgment one step earlier than Huang Shan. Although there was no external Dharma image, the true meaning of martial arts was already in its true essence, oppressing her soul and destroying the normal changes in vital energy nearby.

Unlike Huang Shan's simple fear, Bai Ling'er was already quickly measuring the strength of both sides when she was shocked. Bai Ling'er thought to herself: "A terrible enemy."

"Who are you?" Bai Ling'er seemed to be unable to see Yuan Yifei howling, and asked calmly. It looked like two people they met were chatting by chance, with a casual smell.

Gao Huan smiled slightly, "The disciple Wukong under the Tianlian Sect's Dharma Seat."

Bai Ling'er nodded and said, "There are such strong people in the new generation in the Tianlian Sect, who are so respectful."

Gao Huan looked up at the sky and said, "Don't talk, the Fire Skylark will be back in a while. Please come on the way quickly."

"Wait a minute, don't be alive. He just tried his best to save you." Bai Ling'er didn't want to fight Gao Huan now and threatened Gao Huan.

"Do you still want to resist? Why don't you try it?" Gao Huan said, and he had already stumbled at Bai Ling'er. Gao Huan grabbed it casually, and the air was caught with a loud bang. Xiao Sha's sharp aura was so stern. Not to mention that Bai Ling'er was a skill, but a fifth-level warrior, he couldn't stop this grab.

Bai Ling'er's cherry lips were tightly pursed. Gao Huan was so arrogant and rough, which was really beyond her expectations. After all, Gao Huan's demeanor was timeless and quiet, and there was no trace of violence. For some reason, he was so decisive and ruthless when he took action. Even his senior brothers did not have any concerns.

No matter what, Gao Huan cannot be better. Bai Ling'er's hand has two paper talismans, one is the red flame ring and the other is the bloodthirsty sword.

The red flame ring can inspire nine levels of flames, one layer is placed with another, and the flames of the molten gold fossil spread out, covering dozens of feet in a radius. This fifth-level low-grade spell can be temporarily resisted by the protecting energy, but there are two unconscious people here, so let’s see how Gao Huan deal with it.

The Bloodthirsty Sword, a fifth-level low-level spell. It is a ghost of the eleven blood sacrifices, and it is melted into a sword with secret techniques. This sword is strange and unpredictable. It hates creatures with strong qi and blood. It does not require any warning at all. When it is released, it will definitely chase Gao Huan, which makes him overwhelmed.

Although Huang Shan on the other side was afraid, she barely calmed down when Bai Ling'er talked with Gao Huan. Under Bai Ling'er's secret code, she also prepared a spell: the Soul-Snatching Arrow of Hundred Ghosts.

Although this method is known as the Hundred Ghosts, it is just a magic arrow melted from the soul fragments of some monsters. When released, it is densely packed like rain and everything is not worn. The Hundred Ghost Soul-Snatching Arrow is specifically targeted at the soul and will not cause real damage to the **. However, if it invades the sea of ​​consciousness, its broken soul of monsters will destroy the soul crazily, which is even more terrifying than the most violent poison.

Although Wangui Sect is good at making talismans, human divine consciousness is limited, and the paper talismans that can be stimulated in an instant are even limited. A fifth-level top-grade technician like Bai Ling'er is already extremely talented, so he can sense two different changes in vitality with divine thoughts, and will not fail due to the different divine thoughts of the two magics.

Huang Shan is a middle-grade fifth-level magician. She is only one grade lower than Bai Ling'er, but she can only stimulate a piece of paper talisman. One spell and two spells seem to be only one difference, but the two spells have a combination of changes, and each time one more spell is put, after a few rounds, the gap is too big.

The magic array drawn on the talisman paper is driven by divine thoughts, which quickly gathers vitality and releases spells. Using talisman paper can save most of the spiritual consciousness and energy consumption of the savage. It is also the simplest and most effective means for the savage to quickly cast spells.

The three talisman papers turned into the spirit lights were still shining in the air. When the gathered energy was about to be transformed and released by the mage, a huge white tiger suddenly appeared behind Gao Huan.

The white tiger stretched its limbs and looked up and roared. The white tiger's pair of light golden eyes were solemn and cold, with the majesty and domineering spirit that dominates the life and death of all things and spirits.

In essence, this level of martial arts cannot be seen with the naked eye. Only by spiritual thoughts or keen sensing of vital energy can the existence of martial arts be sensed.

Gao Huan also opened his mouth and roared, and the sound waves instantly rose to a limit. "Roar..." In an instant, the wind and clouds changed, and the earth shook.

On the level of secret that cannot be seen by the naked eye, Bai Ling'er and Huang Shan's divine thoughts were immediately destroyed, and the various combinations of energy that had gathered were also broken and disintegrated, like wind sweeping away the clouds, like destroying and rotting.

As soon as the martial arts and magic appearance of the White Tiger Wheel appears, all the vital energy changes and the spiritual thoughts move, and they will immediately disappear.

Huang Shan held the Zhengyang Flower in her hand, her eyes were scattered, her seven holes were bleeding, and her expression was dull. She was like a female corpse that had just been dug out. Although her body was not rotten, the smell of death on her body could no longer be concealed.

At such a close distance, when the divine thoughts left her body, she encountered Gao Huan's martial arts appearance head-on, and her soul was completely destroyed by Gao Huan's White Tiger Art. Although the body remains alive, this person is dead and cannot die anymore. Even the Wangui Sect, who is best at controlling the soul, cannot save her.

Bai Ling'er on the other side slowly turned into a little bit of spiritual light as Gao Huan roared, and decomposed and disintegrated.

Gao Huan smiled indifferently. He had long known that Bai Ling'er used the method of reliance on his soul, and what he stood in front of him was an illusion composed of a ghost.

The inspiration of watching the Fire Skylark escape from danger made Gao Huan form the Vermilion Bird wheel. This time, Gao Huan did not visualize the Dharma image formed by the stars in the sky, but the Fire Skylark used the most agile and vivid posture to fully interpret the true meaning of the Vermilion Bird Dharma image.

Gao Huan got this inspiration and realized that it was the true meaning of the Vermilion Bird Dharma Era, forming the Vermilion Bird Wheel. Although the Vermilion Bird Wheel was formed, it was the most profound Dharma Era that Gao Huan understood. He learned from other things and made Gao Huan's understanding of the true meaning of martial arts to a higher level.

In the Red Lotus Holy Pool, Gao Huan's cultivation level has rapidly improved to the top level of the fourth level, opening up thirty-six acupoints. This time, Gao Huan formed a Suzaku Wheel, opened up seven acupoints, and truly entered the fifth level.

At this time, Gao Huan's vitality was full of heavy energy. At this time, he used the Dharma image again, which was a world of difference from the Dharma image displayed in the Zushi Hall competition before the New Year.

Under the induction of the Dharma and the Gods, Gao Huan had long seen that Bai Ling'er in front of him was not a real person. At this time, the White Tiger Dharma image had already had some of the divine intentions of the White Tiger, and it was no longer a simple phantom of the divine intention combined with the energy of the energy. Bai Ling'er's substitute technique of fighting ghosts could not bear it immediately and revealed its true form.

Bai Ling'er, hiding behind a big tree a hundred feet away, was shocked and came back to her senses from the appearance of her divine consciousness. If she hadn't used the Ghost Substitute to block Gao Huan's roar just now, she would have been like Huang Shan's soul was broken and died tragically on the spot.

Now that he saved his life, he lost a lot of divine thoughts and his soul was damaged. If he stayed there, it would be just a word for death. Bai Ling'er couldn't help but feel chilled when she thought of Gao Huan's terribleness.

However, Gao Huan has formed a martial arts and his divine thoughts are extremely sensitive to changes in vital energy. If he uses magic randomly, he will attract Gao Huan's attention. At this time, Bai Ling'er has no intention of competing with Gao Huan for victory, and just wants to travel as far as possible.

When Bai Ling'er was thinking about how to get out, she suddenly found that Gao Huan had rushed towards her, and her face changed suddenly.

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