Chapter 4383

In the moment just now, he Han had noticed that it was wrong, but it was too late to respond.

Su Tu's incantation force, such as tarsal maggot, directly invaded his body.

At this time, he Han felt that the power of the spell and seal was moving in his body, which made him some blood surge.

Although he can completely suppress the power of the spell and seal by relying on his own sword intention at the moment, if he fights again later, the power of the spell and seal is not easy to control.

"No, he was cursed." Tang shisan saw that it was wrong, his face suddenly sank and his heart screamed.

Although it was only a moment, Tang shisan caught the invasion of the power of the spell and seal.

He Han's sword intention is very strong, but the power of spell and seal can instantly penetrate the sword intention, which shows its strangeness and terror.

But he Han is still standing high in the air, his body is excited by the sword, and obviously he doesn't mean to retreat.

"It seems that fengtianmingzong still has several talents, so let me experience your ink knife." at this time, a low voice sounded, and then a figure rushed out of the sky. The speed was strange, like a ghost, and appeared opposite he Han.

The people's eyes trembled violently. Then they saw the figure of the man clearly and couldn't help talking with surprise.

"This guy is so fast. I didn't see his figure just now."

"With such a fast speed, it seems that he Han is a difficult guy again. Will elder martial brother he Han be all right?"

"Elder martial brother he Han is so powerful that he defeated Su TU with one knife just now. Even if his body method is strange, he must not be the opponent of elder martial brother he Han."

The disciple of Feng Tianming sect said that he Han was still very confident. After all, the latter was as famous as the chief disciple Wen Lun.

"Look at your body method, you should be a member of the wind ghost family." he Han looked at the person in front of him, his eyes slightly coagulated, and asked in a deep voice.

"He Han, Mo Dao, really has some insight." the man's eyes twinkled and said indifferently, "my name is Fengli. It's from the wind ghost family."

He Han frowned slightly. Although he had guessed the origin of the other party, he couldn't help being surprised when he really confirmed it.

The wind ghost family has a great name not only in the seven cultivation holy world, but also in the holy world of the heavens.

Long ago, the wind ghost family was a very big family force in the holy world of the heavens. Relying on the ancestral eight wind ghost dance, the wind ghost family was ranked among the top ten aristocratic families in the heavens.

However, this is the glory of the ancestors of the wind ghost family. At this time, the wind ghost family has long lost its previous reputation.

It is said that the decline of the wind ghost family is precisely because of its ancestral eight wind ghost dance.

The eight winds ghost dance is a volume of primitive martial arts handed down from ancient times. It needs a very special blood force to be refined.

However, since when, the blood inheritance of the wind ghost family has become weaker and weaker, resulting in fewer and fewer people who can practice the eight wind ghost dance, so the reputation of the wind ghost family has become lower and lower, and finally reduced to an unknown small family in the seven cultivation holy world.

In recent thousands of years, the wind ghost family has the momentum to rise again.

I heard that the wind ghost family found the reason why their blood became weak at the beginning, so there were more people who could practice the eight wind ghost dance, and there were more strong people in the family.

And a few years ago, the wind ghost family produced a peerless blood genius named Feng Kun. His blood power is very strong enough to cultivate a complete eight wind ghost dance.

Two years ago, he Han went out for training and once fought with Feng Kun.

However, Feng Kun at that time had just practiced the eight winds ghost dance and only knew the first style of the eight winds ghost dance.

But only the first style of ghost dance has made he Han very hard.

At this time, Feng Kun is already the leader among the third generation disciples of guiya sect. The third generation disciples of guiya sect can definitely rank in the top three.

He Han estimated that Feng Kun should have practiced a complete eight winds ghost dance. If he meets again, I'm afraid seven or eight out of ten will lose.

Fortunately, the person in front of us is not Feng Kun, but Feng Li.

I just don't know. How many styles have you mastered in Fengli's eight wind ghost dance.

Speaking of it, Feng Li's breath, eyes and body method are somewhat similar to Feng Kun. I don't know whether they have a relationship.

The people below heard of the wind ghost family, but they looked puzzled. They had never heard of the family.

"No, it's from the wind ghost family!" but Wen Lun's face changed, his eyes trembled slightly, and he was a little nervous.

He knows much more about the wind ghost family than he Han.

Because the Wen family and the wind ghost family are very close friends.

Even Wen Lun's sister Wen Ruo has an engagement with Feng Kun, the first genius of the wind ghost family.

Wen Lun once fought with no less than ten warriors of the wind ghost family, and knew the horror of the eight wind ghost dance.

At this time, Wen Lun is also very familiar with the wind above the air. It is Feng Kun's brother and the blood genius of the younger generation of the wind ghost family, second only to Feng Kun.

Although Wen Lun hasn't played with Fengli, he knows that Fengli's strength can't be underestimated.

There are nine types of eight winds ghost dance. With the strength of he Han at this time, he can only resist the first three types of ghost dance at most.

At this time, Wen Lun could only pray secretly, and Feng Li practiced the first three forms of the eight winds ghost dance.

"Come on!" high above the sky, he Han whispered, not afraid of war, and said in a deep voice: "let me see how strong your eight wind ghost dance is."

"A move will defeat you!" Feng Li's eyes were as deep as the abyss. At the moment of indifference, his breath suddenly changed, and a terrible black gas filled the air, turned into a ripple and spread rapidly.

"Arrogance!" he Han immediately felt a cold attack and roared, but he didn't dare to be careless. The cold front of the ink knife came out again, and the knife idea was surging and vast. It condensed into a knife idea vortex outside his body, like a shield, enveloping him.

He Han once fought with Feng Kun and knew that the biggest feature of the eight winds ghost dance was its extremely fast speed.

It's the safest way to protect yourself when you can't determine which direction Fengli takes his hand.

"Eight winds ghost dance, cold cicadas chirp at night!" at this time, the figure of Fengli moved, the low voice fell, the figure turned into a black awn and completely disappeared in the void.

"This..." seeing this, they couldn't help taking a breath, which was incredible.

Of course, they know that the wind is not really disappearing, but too fast for them to see.

"Yes!" and when Fengli said the word "cicada chirping at night", Wen Lun's face suddenly changed, his pupils shrank in horror and gave a direct exclamation.

Cold cicadas chirp at night, which is the fourth style of the eight winds ghost dance!

Wen Lun really didn't expect that Feng Li was so young that he even mastered the fourth form of ghost dance.

Doesn't this mean that Feng Li's talent is catching up with Feng Kun a few years ago!

"Ah!" just before Wen Lun's voice fell, a scream suddenly sounded from high above.

Then a blood awn flashed, and the whirlpool of knife intention in the sky suddenly stopped.

The figure of Mo Dao he Han appeared. There was a blood hole the size of a fist on his chest. The whole body trembled. Unexpectedly, he was about to stand up!