Undead King of Fighters

The moment the Soul Devouring Formation was broken, the powerful impact force caused the ghost cultivators to retreat again and again.

The Second Palace Master's expression turned extremely ugly, "Damn it, he actually broke the Soul Devouring Formation!"

Zhan Wushuang slowly opened his eyes and looked at the Second Palace Master with cold eyes, "Tell me, where is my friend?"

The Second Palace Master snorted coldly, "Do you think I can tell you if you break the formation? Dream on!"

Wei Shang stepped forward at this time, "You are doing evil here, don't think you can escape easily today!"

Wei Shang was indeed very angry that such an evil organization existed in the city under his jurisdiction, but he, the city lord, did not pay much attention to it.

Wei Shang was usually too busy practicing, so there were no other masters in the City Lord's Mansion except him.

"Haha, just you two?" The Second Palace Master suddenly laughed and whistled.

In an instant, a group of ghost cultivators rushed out from all around the yard and surrounded everyone.

"It looks like there will be a fierce battle today." Wei Shang clenched his fists.

At this moment, Long Lin suddenly said: "Dad, I can feel the breath of Sister Zhao Feier."

"Where is it?" Zhan Wushuang asked anxiously.

Long Lin closed his eyes and felt it carefully, "It's under the yard, at the bottom of this well."

"Damn it, you really did it!" Zhan Wushuang was furious.

"Senior Wei, you hold that guy back, and leave the rest to me!" Zhan Wushuang glanced coldly at the ghost cultivators around him. Wherever his eyes passed, every ghost cultivator couldn't help but shiver.

"Be careful, I'll go meet him!" Wei Shang took the lead in attacking the Second Palace Master.

"Dian Wei, Xu Chu, come back." The two souls regained their strength, and the Tai Chi totem slowly enlarged under Zhan Wushuang's feet. The ghost cultivators looked at the strange totem that slowly spread to their feet.

"What is this?" a ghost cultivator shouted in horror.

Before they could react, a powerful suction force emanated from the Tai Chi totem, sucking in the approaching ghost cultivators one after another.

The black Yin-Yang fish instantly absorbed these ghost cultivators, and the pulling force became stronger and stronger.

"Ah! Help!" The screams of the ghost cultivators came one after another.

Zhan Wushuang formed seals with his hands, controlling the Tai Chi totem, and continuously devouring the ghost cultivators.

On the other side, Wei Shang and the Second Palace Master were fighting hard.

"You, the city lord, are nothing more than this!" the Second Palace Master laughed.

Wei Shang snorted coldly, "Don't be so arrogant!" He exerted all his strength, and the power of the three elements of gold, fire, and earth gathered in his fist, and fiercely blasted towards the Second Palace Master.

The Second Palace Master dodged sideways, swung his hand back, and a black light shot towards Wei Shang.

Wei Shang was unable to dodge and was hit by the light, taking a few steps back.

"Senior Wei!" Zhan Wushuang controlled the Tai Chi totem but his eyes never left Wei Shang.

"I'm fine, just focus on dealing with these ghost cultivators!" Wei Shang said gritting his teeth.

At this time, most of the ghost cultivators in the yard had been dealt with by Zhan Wushuang.

"We can't let him succeed!" The remaining ghost cultivators looked at each other and decided to attack together.

They all cast strange spells, and black mist rushed towards Zhan Wushuang.

Zhan Wushuang was not afraid at all. He shouted, "Open it for me!" The Tai Chi totem shone brightly, dispelling all the black mist.

At this moment, there was a violent fluctuation at the bottom of the well...

I saw a black light shooting up into the sky from the bottom of the well, accompanied by a powerful force that shook everyone so much that they couldn't stand steadily.

"Oh no, here comes a more powerful one!" Hong Ling exclaimed.

After the light dissipated, a mysterious figure appeared above the wellhead.

"It's the Grand Hall Master!" The remaining ghost cultivators shouted in unison, as if they had seen a savior.

The Grand Hall Master exuded a terrifying aura, and was surrounded by a strange mist. He looked coldly at Zhan Wushuang and the others.

"If you dare to ruin my good deeds, you will all die!" The hall master's voice was low and full of murderous intent.

Zhan Wushuang's heart tightened, feeling that the strength of this hall master was unfathomable.

"Hmph, you coward, hand over my friend!" Zhan Wushuang said without flinching.

The hall master sneered, raised his hand and waved it, and a powerful force attacked Zhan Wushuang.

Zhan Wushuang used all his strength to activate the Tai Chi totem to resist, but was still pushed back several steps.

"Oh no! He is not a ghost cultivator!" Zhan Wushuang was secretly shocked.

Seeing this, Wei Shang defeated the Second Hall Master with one blow, then flashed in front of Zhan Wushuang and punched the First Hall Master.

"You don't know your own limitations!" The Grand Hall Master swung his hand back and knocked Wei Shang away.

"Senior Wei!" Zhan Wushuang shouted in shock.

"Hmph, a bunch of idiots! How dare you ruin my good deeds!" The Grand Hall Master snorted coldly. He had been preparing for countless years and finally gathered nine girls with pure yin bodies.

At this time, Hong Ling and Wen Jie came to Zhan Wushuang and stood side by side with him.

"Wushuang, if we have to die, we will die together!" Hong Ling shouted.

"We can't die, don't talk nonsense!" Zhan Wushuang sighed in his heart. This Hong Ling...

“Hmph, you can’t die! Then let’s see if you have real skills!” The hall master waved his hands, and the surrounding fog instantly became thicker, forming whirlpools that swept towards everyone.

Zhan Wushuang's eyes narrowed, "Hong Ling Wenjie, don't walk out of the Tai Chi totem, and don't get sucked into these whirlpools!"

Zhan Wushuang tried hard to control the operation of the Tai Chi totem to resist the invasion of the vortex.

"This is not a solution. We must take the initiative!" Wei Shang shouted.

"Senior Wei, do you have any powerful moves? I need an opportunity. It will be enough if you can control him for a few breaths. I am confident that I can kill him!" Zhan Wushuang said.

Wei Shang gritted his teeth and said, "I can perform a combination of forbidden skills, but I will become weak afterwards..."

"Senior Wei, believe me, do it!" Zhan Wushuang said decisively.

Wei Shang took a deep breath, and the light on his body suddenly became dazzling, and a powerful force gathered in his hands.

"Forbidden Technique: Flame Sun Break!" Wei Shang shouted, and a blazing light shot towards the hall master.

The Grand Hall Master was indeed attracted by this sudden attack and paused slightly.

"Now! Dragon Scale!" Zhan Wushuang raised the sword finger of his right hand and condensed a sword energy with all his strength.

The sharp sword light, mixed with some chaotic energy released by the dragon scales, slashed towards the hall master.

!!!

Wei Shang's face turned ugly, thinking, is this what you call a special skill? How come it doesn't seem to do any damage at all...

At this moment, a huge sword shadow appeared above the courtyard, and an ancient giant sword several meters in size was slowly solidifying.

The Grand Master seemed to sense the threat from the sky, and his face became ferocious. He used some secret technique, spat out a mouthful of black blood, and his right hand actually broke free from the restraints.

However, Zhan Wushuang's power accumulation had just finished, and he slowly waved his right finger to the sky: "Tianyun!"

Looking at the sword shadow slashing towards him, the hall master raised his left hand and released his most powerful defensive skill.