People write diaries in Zongwu, and the heroes collapse

Chapter 536: Destroying the Thirty-Six Celestial Beings (Part )

"Uncle Feng, be careful!"

Ning Zhongze saw this, clenched his fists nervously and warned.

"Phantom Magic!"

Although Feng Qingyang was in the formation, he was not panicked at all, and he could tell at a glance what kind of skills they were using.

"What is the relationship between the Four Ghosts of Western Hunan and you?"

Feng Qingyang asked.

However, no one responded.

The figures of the thirty-six celestial beings were like ghosts, shuttling around him. The speed was so fast that it was dazzling, and only their afterimages could be seen moving quickly in the formation.

Phantom Magic is a very magical martial art that can dissolve the opponent's kung fu into nothingness. In other words, no matter what kung fu the opponent uses, it can be dissolved.

This martial art is extremely magical. When the Four Ghosts of Xiangxi were born, they relied on this martial art to roam the world and defeat all opponents. Later, with the retirement of the Four Ghosts of Xiangxi, this martial art disappeared.

Unexpectedly, this martial art would reappear today.

Feng Qingyang did not take the initiative to attack, but just kept looking at the Thirty-Six Heavenly Gangs.

When the Thirty-Six Heavenly Beings use the Phantom Magical Skill, it consumes a lot of true energy, so it depends on who can outlast the other.

In the end, the Thirty-Six Heavenly Gangs were unable to defeat Feng Qingyang and took the lead in attacking Feng Qingyang. Sharp sword energy and knife auras came towards Feng Qingyang.

However, Feng Qingyang's body movements were strange. No matter how they attacked, he could easily use his body movements to avoid their attacks.

As a result, the attack of the Thirty-Six Heavenly Gangs didn't even touch the corner of Feng Qingyang's clothes.

The Thirty-Six Heavenly Generals did not relax their attacks. Instead, their attacks became more and more fierce. The surrounding air was cut into pieces by their attacks, and the entire battlefield was filled with a murderous atmosphere.

Feng Qingyang was strolling leisurely in their encirclement, taking a leisurely walk amidst the flashing swords and shadows of sabers. The attacks of the thirty-six celestial beings still did not touch the corner of Feng Qingyang's clothes.

“Hahaha…, it seems that the Four Ghosts of Xiangxi didn’t teach you well. But it’s also possible that your talents are too poor and you haven’t mastered the essence of the Phantom Divine Art.”

Feng Qingyang twirled his white beard and laughed out loud twice.

His laughter echoed in Mount Huashan and lasted for a long time before disappearing.

"call out!"

As soon as Feng Qingyang finished laughing, he noticed a sudden movement behind him.

This slight movement was very small, but for the great masters, they could hear clearly even the slight movement of an ant crawling on the ground.

A figure suddenly appeared behind Feng Qingyang and stabbed Feng Qingyang's back with a sword.

A smile appeared on Feng Qingyang's lips, and a gentle force appeared behind him. The figure found that his body was as if being controlled. Not to mention stabbing forward, he couldn't even move.

Then, the energy suddenly exploded and hit him hard in the chest.

"puff!"

He spat out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards, knocking down one of them with a dull sound.

"Great."

Seeing Feng Qingyang injuring someone, Ning Zhongze suddenly became excited.

Feng Qingyang was still twirling his white beard with a smile on his face.

After a brief shock, the remaining thirty-six Tiangang masters quickly adjusted their formation and launched a fierce attack on Feng Qingyang again.

Their figures still moved like ghosts, and their attacks were more fierce than before, trying to submerge Feng Qingyang in the flash of swords and sabers.

But no matter how powerful the sword energy was, or how sharp the knife light was, they could not hurt Feng Qingyang at all.

Perhaps Feng Qingyang had had enough fun. He chuckled, and suddenly stomped his right foot heavily on the ground. An internal force like a flash flood instantly rushed outward frantically with him as the center.

This internal force was so strong that the entire Huashan Mountain trembled, not to mention that the ground shook several times under this force.

Although the Thirty-Six Heavenly Guardians had long known that Feng Qingyang was a grandmaster, their faces changed drastically when faced with the sudden surge of terrifying internal energy.

The Thirty-Six Heavenly Beings circulated their internal energy, trying to use the Phantom Magic to dissolve this internal energy, but the result was futile.

Under the impact of Feng Qingyang's powerful internal force, their bodies could no longer move like ghosts, but were forced to reveal their true forms.

"Bang bang bang..."

With a loud noise, they were hit by this huge force and flew backwards.

"Huashan Sect is not a place you can come to whenever you want."

Feng Qingyang said lightly.

As soon as he finished speaking, he put his right hand together and pointed like a sword. With a light wave, a sword energy suddenly slashed towards the Thirty-Six Heavenly Gangs.

This sword energy was like a tide, containing an extremely terrifying power. It instantly penetrated the protective qi of the Thirty-Six Heavenly Gangs and directly pierced his chest.

Tiangang No. 1 was lucky enough to survive. He got up, turned around and fled.

"Uncle Feng——"

Ning Zhongze reminded.

Feng Qingyang didn't even look at it. He just raised his hand and a sword energy shot out, piercing through the chest of Tiangang No. 1.

All thirty-six Heavenly Generals died, without a single one being spared. There was fear and unwillingness on their faces. It was obvious that they had not expected Feng Qingyang's martial arts to be so terrifying.

Feng Qingyang stood in the middle of a pile of corpses, still with a smile on his face, as if he was not the one who did it just now.

He twirled his white beard, smiled faintly, and said, "The Phantom Magic of the Four Ghosts of Western Hunan is just like this."

After saying that, he looked at Duan Tianya who had not taken any action.

"Why didn't you take action?"

Feng Qingyang looked at Duan Tianya and asked curiously.

Duan Tianya said sternly: "I am no match for you. If I attack you, it would be the same as seeking death."

Feng Qingyang heard this and nodded slightly, "But you didn't stop them either."

Duan Tianya said: "The Thirty-Six Heavenly Warriors are my adoptive father's subordinates. In fact, I cannot command them."

Feng Qingyang nodded and said, "I see. Do you still want to take action now?"

Duan Tianya smiled and said, "After seeing your martial arts, even if there are ten of me, I am no match for you. If you want to kill me, just go ahead and do it."

"Hahahahahaha..."

Feng Qingyang laughed loudly and said, "You are very smart, kid. Okay, I will let you go."

"Thank you, senior!"

Duan Tianya bowed respectfully, untied Linghu Chong's acupoints, and turned to go down the mountain.

"Uncle Feng, are you just going to let him go like this?"

Ning Zhongze came to Feng Qingyang and asked with a puzzled look.

Feng Qingyang twisted his white beard and smiled calmly, "There is no murderous aura in him."

"But he is the leader of these people."

Ningzhong is the way.

Feng Qingyang laughed and said, "I won't make a mistake in judging people."

Ning Zhongze heard Feng Qingyang say this, so he didn't know what to say, but asked: "Uncle Feng, have you been living in seclusion near Huashan Mountain all these years?"