Ji Yang's flames would not directly burn Zhao Xin to death, but Zhao Xin's head would be pierced by Xuanfeng Zimu's arrow and he would definitely die immediately.

Zhao Xin's head was pierced by the Xuanfeng Zimu arrow, and his eyes were wide open on his face wrapped in flames. After taking two more steps forward, he fell directly to the ground.

"It's too painful for you to feel the smell of flames burning your body before you die. I'm here to help you escape."

Zhao Xin has become a corpse, and what is burned by the flames is a corpse.

Looking at Zhao Xin's body, Feng Wenyuan said calmly.

His words were ridiculous, but his expression was very calm, as if what he said was true.

If you consider Zhao Xin so much, why didn't you block the sword yourself just now?

Ji Yang felt that this style was not only cruel, but also hypocritical.

He obviously didn't want to be jumped on by Zhao Xin and get burned like the other party.

But he said it so righteously, as if he was great.

"What happened today has nothing to do with me. I was only bewitched by Zhao Xin."

"I personally helped you kill Zhao Xin as an apology to you. I will leave immediately."

Just now he said it was for Zhao Xin's good, but when Feng Wenyuan looked at Ji Yang, he changed his words again.

He apologized to Ji Yang again before killing Zhao Xin.

Feng Wenyuan is very good at speaking human words to others and lying to ghosts, which is even better than the skills he performs.

"Do you think I will let you go?"

Ji Yang looked at Feng Wenyuan with cold eyes and said coldly.

People like Feng Wenyuan must not be let go. If he leaves today, Ji Yang doesn't dare to say what he will do in the future.

Ji Yang despises his vicious-hearted and hypocritical behavior. Keeping such a person will only bring disaster.

Hearing Ji Yang say this, Feng Wenyuan's expression changed.

"I am the elder of Xuanfeng Sect. If you kill me, you will get yourself into big trouble."

If the soft one doesn't work, then use the hard one.

Fengwen Yuanyuan was not sure that Ji Yang would let him go, so he revealed his background and identity in order to make Ji Yang afraid.

It's a pity that his wishful thinking will eventually come to nothing. Ji Yang doesn't know why Xuanfeng Sect is not Xuanfeng Sect.

He only knew that if he let Feng Wenyuan go today, he would definitely regret it.

Based on this guy's hypocrisy, I really let him go. After returning to Xuanfengmen, I still don't know what to say about today's matter.

Only then will Ji Yang be in greater trouble.

Besides, is Xuanfeng Sect Ji Yang afraid?

He dared to kill Zhao Xin, Feng Wenyuan and other members of the Xuanfeng Sect today, and Ji Yang also dared to kill them.

If Xuanfeng Sect dares to go too far, Ji Yang would not even mind destroying Xuanfeng Sect.

Don't underestimate Ji Yang's ability. It is not difficult for Ji Yang to destroy an ancient martial arts sect.

"As an elder, you actually harmed the disciples in the sect. People like you cannot be retained."

Ji Yang pointed the black sword in Feng Wenyuan's hand, and as soon as his feet moved, the man rushed forward.

Seeing Ji Yang rushing towards him again, Feng Wenyuan's eyes were sharp. He gritted his teeth and took out a blue-bone folding fan from his arms.

The folding fan was opened, and there was a big word "wind" written on the fan, and there were a bunch of weird runes around the word "wind".

This fan bone doesn't look like a plant or metal, but it does have a somewhat bony feel.

Ji Yang couldn't tell the material of the fan, but it was definitely not paper.

"Don't think that I, Feng Wenyuan, am really afraid of you. You forced me to do this."

While speaking, Feng Wenyuan bit his finger and pointed the bleeding finger at the word "wind" on the fan.

As Feng Wenyuan's hand touched the word "Feng", the originally white fan surface began to turn blood red, which surprised Ji Yang even more.

Ji Yang felt as if the fan was sucking Feng Wenyuan's blood and life.

Feng Wenyuan's life was passing quickly, and Feng Wenyuan's face became increasingly pale.

His paleness is not a sickly whiteness, but a whiteness similar to excessive blood loss.

"The evil ghost fanned the fishy wind and danced wildly!"

When the entire fan turned blood red, and even the fan bones changed from cyan to red, Feng Wenyuan shouted loudly and slapped Ji Yang directly with the fan in his hand.

"call……"

A fan was blown out, and a red wind smelling of blood blew towards Ji Yang.

This red color is weird, bright, and scary.

"Huhuhu..."

Feng Wenyuan slapped him several times in succession, and bursts of red wind smelling of blood blew crazily towards Ji Yang.

Every time Feng Wenyuan fanned his fan, his breath became weaker and weaker, and the breath of life became weaker and weaker.

The fan owned by Feng Wenyuan is called the Evil Ghost Fan, and it is one of the few magic weapons in the Xuanfeng Sect.

The evil ghost fan was given to Feng Wenyuan by his senior brother when he was going down the mountain, so that he could use it for self-defense.

When giving Feng Wenyuan Evil Ghost Fan, the head of Xuanfeng Sect had specifically warned that it should never be used except as a last resort.

Because if you want to use the Evil Ghost Fan, you must use your own blood as a guide and pay the price with your life.

If you perform it poorly, the final result will not only be that the enemy is fine, but you may also lose your life.

It is precisely because of this that Feng Wenyuan never dared to use the Evil Ghost Fan before.

If Ji Yang hadn't pressed forward step by step, with an attitude of never giving up even if his life was taken, Feng Wenyuan still wouldn't have known how to use it.

It is a sunny day today, and there is not even a breath of wind outside the villa.

Looking inside the villa, the red wind was blowing wildly. The sofa and TV in the living room were blown up, and the surrounding furnishings were also blown into a mess.

Even the floor was blown out of cracks...

"ah……"

With such a strong wind, how could Wu Zhuang and Ximen Jiao fare better?

The two of them were blown away by the red wind, and their bodies fell to the ground, which was painful.

Especially Wu Zhuang. This guy's waist was already injured. This fall directly cost him half his life.

You can tell by looking at him lying on the ground with his eyes rolled up and his whole face wrinkled in pain.

The force of this red wind was so strong that even Wu Zhuang and Ximenjiao, not to mention Ji Yang, were blown back.

"Swish, swish, swish..."

This red wind was not only powerful, but also as sharp as a knife. Ji Yang's clothes were already in tatters.

There were several wounds on his face and hands.

"What's going on? Why do I feel like my body is starting to lose control?"

What made Ji Yang feel even more dangerous was that as the red wind blowing from the evil ghost fan enveloped Ji Yang, the fairy energy and blood in his body began to flow uncontrollably.

My brain became muddled, as if it no longer belonged to me.

His body began to jump uncontrollably in the wind.

Xingfeng Kuangwu is the special skill of Evil Ghost Fan. Xingfeng is the red wind, Kuang is the power of the wind, and Wu is the person being attacked.

The wind blown out by the evil ghost fan has the effect of confusing people's minds. At this time, Ji Yang was confused.

Looking at Ji Yang, who was beginning to show a tendency to dance, a smile appeared on Feng Wenyuan's pale face.

"Dance, dance. When you are tired from dancing, you can take a complete rest."

Feng Wenyuan used the Evil Ghost Fan at the cost of his life.

Ji Yang dances under the fan of the evil ghost, dancing with life...
Chapter completed!