The speed of the ghost shadow was so fast that it was impossible to see his body clearly. The only way for everyone to distinguish the ghost shadow was the only black void crack that flashed through the air when the death sickle in his hand slashed through the void.

As the ghost's sickle fell down, Ji Haotian's figure also disappeared on the spot.

"clang!"

The moment Ji Haotian's body disappeared, a sound of gold and iron clashing sound appeared in the void. Although everyone could no longer see the figures of the two, at the location where the collision sound was heard, the air was like broken glass, and a large crack appeared instantly.

"Buzz--"

After a moment, a shock wave visible to the naked eye appeared in the air, rolling out like a wave. Even powerful people like the Holy Bow and the Lion were pushed back two or three steps away by this surging energy.

"Bang!"

Then, a figure flew backwards from the center of the shock wave, flew a hundred feet away, hitting heavily on the ground, and blew up a thick burst of smoke and dust.

But the figure only stayed on the ground for a moment, then turned into a shadow and rushed back into the air, appearing in everyone's eyes.

The Holy Bow looked at the figure and his eyes twitched.

It was actually a ghost who just took the initiative to attack!

The first attack was attacked, and with the advantage of strength and inertia, he was able to be repelled by Ji Haotian who was still moving.

The most important thing is that the Ghost Scythe in Ghost Shadow's hand had already collapsed a corner at this moment.

You know, his sickle was created by the top craftsmen of the blood clan. Although it is not a magical artifact, it is definitely an extraordinary item.

It can break the Death Scythe and knock the ghost away!

What a terrifying power this is?

At this moment, the ghost was also looking at the position where he was knocked away with a gloomy look.

Ji Haotian was still staying steadily in the air. An ancient long sword in his hand flashed with a biting cold light. The bursting aura made the hot desert much colder.

"Buzz!"

The ghost looked at the sickle that had been cut off in one corner, and his whole body began to breathe again, and his lips changed from red to a strange black.

It is like a manifestation of mobilizing the breath to the extreme.

"You still have to do it? It seems that you haven't suffered enough."

Ji Haotian looked at the ghost still ready to resist stubbornly. Not only did he sneer, but he had a playful look flashed in his eyes.

The ghost's face was gloomy and his eyes were filled with resentment. He originally thought that after using his strength to maximize his speed, he would still be able to fight against Ji Haotian.

Especially when Ji Haotian just faced his attack, he dodged again and again, which made him think that Ji Haotian had no choice but to do anything to him, but he didn't expect that the two sides had just fought head-on and he suffered such a big loss.

This result made the ghost's hatred for Ji Haotian reach its peak in an instant.

Therefore, he had made a choice at this moment, even if he fought to the death, he would have to wash away his shame, otherwise he would not be able to raise his head for the rest of his life.

"Bastard! You can't help but imagine our blood clan too weak! However, when you die in my hands a while, you may feel ashamed of your current arrogance!"

The ghost said coldly, and the energy in his body surged like a torrent, instantly shattering his clothes, making the wings behind him extremely ferocious, and the energy released outside was like a ball of black mist, looming around him.

"As far as I know, the blood clan's protective energy should be red, I have never seen your black ones before."

Ji Haotian's eyes were slightly ticking and he looked at the ghost jokingly: "If I guess correctly, you should be a bastard, right? It's ridiculous that he dares to regard himself as a blood clan! Do you know that the blood clan has always killed you, a stranger who defiled your blood clan?"

"Bastard! I want you to die!"

When the ghost heard what Ji Haotian said, it seemed as if he had suffered a huge blow, and even his eyes turned black.

Ji Haotian is right. Within the blood clan, inferior bloodlines like him that are hybridized need to be eradicated to maintain the purity of bloodline.

Therefore, over the years, European blood clans have been hunting down ghosts. It is precisely because of this that he is forced to join the Black Flag Company in order to be protected.

In the eyes of normal people, ghosts are a devil and an alien!

In the eyes of the blood clan, ghosts are a shame, garbage!

It is precisely because of this life experience that has nowhere to live, that ghosts are very perverted and enjoy killing all day long, becoming one of the six major killers of Black Flag Company.

Moreover, his life experience is one of the most avoidable topics.

All those who dared to mention this matter in front of ghosts have died in this way. Even the senior executives of Heiqi Company did not dare to speak like this when facing him.

So, the ghost was completely irritated.

"boom--"

A wild energy fluctuation was pushed down to the top in an instant, and the large black mist around the ghost began to think of the huge sickle in his hand gathering away.

"Crack!"

A series of crisp sounds began to appear in the air around the sickle. The blade of the sickle was like a hungry murderer, greedily swallowing the energy in the surrounding void. The flashing edge even rippled with a terrible solemnity.

At this moment, no one could tell that the ghost, who was extremely angry, was ready to use his strongest attack.

Like Ji Haotian, the ghost shadow also intends to fight head-on, and is preparing to use his own way to help him. Since Ji Haotian defeated him with a sword just now, he must use the same method to take his life in one blow.

"The Wrath of the Blood Clan! The Heavenly Fire Scythe!"

Amid the roar of the ghost, the black air around him was instantly pulled over by the sickle, and a strange and sharp black light began to gather on the sickle's knife head, causing the gravel on the ground several miles around to jump.

This blow is enough to cut the earth.

"Swoosh!"

The ghost stared at Ji Haotian with his dark eyes, and suddenly waved the huge sickle in his hand.

"Buzz--"

The breath was storming, and a dazzling sword light of more than a hundred feet appeared out of thin air in the direction of the sickle waving, and then shot out, slashing towards Ji Haotian with amazing power.

"brush!"

In an instant, several gazes around all turned toward the other side.

These people are all martial arts masters, so anyone can see that the ghost at this moment has tried his best, not only using the strongest attack, but also the sword light contains his blood power.
Chapter completed!