Chapter 4383 Eight Wind Ghost Dance

At the moment just now, He Han had noticed something was wrong, but when he wanted to react, it was already too late.

The power of the curse seal that Su Tu unleashed was like a tarsal maggot, directly invading his body.

At this time, He Han felt that the power of the curse was moving inside his body, which actually caused his blood to surge.

Although he can completely suppress the power of this curse with his sword power at this moment, if he fights again, the power of this curse will be difficult to control.

"Oops, he's been hit by a curse mark." Tang Shisan saw something was wrong, his face suddenly darkened, and he screamed in his heart.

Although it was only for a moment, Tang Shisan still caught the intrusion of the power of the curse seal.

He Han's sword intention is very strong, but the power of the curse seal can penetrate the sword intention instantly, which shows how weird and terrifying it is.

But He Han still stood coldly in the sky, his sword intent surging around his body, and he obviously had no intention of retreating.

"It seems that Fengtian Mingzong still has a few talents, so let me teach you how to use the ink sword." At this moment, a deep voice sounded, and then a figure shot out of the sky at a strange speed, like a ghost. , appeared opposite He Han.

Everyone's eyes trembled violently, and then they saw the figure of the man clearly, and they couldn't help but start talking.

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

"With such a fast speed, he seems to be a difficult guy to deal with. Will Senior Brother He Han be okay?"

"Senior Brother He Han is very powerful. He defeated Su Tu with just one strike. Even if his body skills are weird, he is definitely no match for Senior Brother He Han."

The disciple of Fengtian Mingzong said, still very confident in He Han. After all, the latter was as famous as the chief disciple Wen Lun.

"Looking at your body skills, you should be from the Fenggui clan." He Han looked at the person in front of him, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he asked in a deep voice.

"Mo Dao He Han, indeed he has some knowledge." The man's eyes flashed coldly, and he said indifferently: "My name is Feng Li, and I am from the Feng Gui clan."

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

The Fenggui clan has a great reputation not only in the Seventh Path Holy World, but also in the All-Heaven Holy World.

A long time ago, the Fenggui clan was once a very large family force in the Holy World of All Heavens. Relying on the ancestral Eight Winds Ghost Dance, the Fenggui clan ranked among the top ten aristocratic families in the heavens.

However, this is the glory of the Fenggui clan's ancestors. At this time, the Fenggui clan has long lost its previous reputation.

According to rumors, the decline of the Fenggui clan was precisely because of their ancestral Eight Winds Ghost Dance.

The Eight Winds Ghost Dance is a scroll of ancient martial arts handed down from ancient times. It requires a very special bloodline power to be refined.

However, the Fenggui clan's bloodline inheritance has become weaker and weaker since then, resulting in fewer and fewer people in the clan who can practice the Eight Winds Ghost Dance. As a result, the reputation of the Fenggui clan has become lower and lower, and they have finally become the Seventh Wind Ghost Clan. An unknown small family in the holy world.

In the past few thousand years, the Fenggui clan has been on the rise again.

I heard that the Fenggui clan found the reason why their bloodline had become weak, so more people could practice the Eight Winds Ghost Dance, and the number of strong people in the clan gradually increased.

And a few years ago, the Feng Gui clan gave birth to a peerless bloodline genius named Feng Kun. The power of his bloodline was very strong, enough to cultivate the complete Eight Winds Ghost Dance.

Two years ago, He Han went out for training and played against Feng Kun, and they were evenly matched.

But at that time, Feng Kun had just started practicing the Eight Winds Ghost Dance, and he only knew the first style of the Eight Winds Ghost Dance.

But just the first form of Ghost Dance was already very difficult for He Han.

At this time, Feng Kun was already the leader among the third generation disciples of the Ghost Cliff Sect, and could definitely rank among the top three among the third generation disciples of the Ghost Cliff Sect.

He Han estimated that Feng Kun should have already mastered the complete Eight Winds Ghost Dance. If he encountered him again, he would probably be defeated.

Fortunately, the person in front of him was not Feng Kun, but Feng Li.

I just don’t know how many styles of Eight Winds Ghost Dance Feng Li has mastered.

Speaking of which, Feng Li's aura, eyes, and body movements are somewhat similar to Feng Kun. I wonder if the two are related.

When the people below heard about the Fenggui clan, they looked puzzled. They had never heard of this family.

"Oops, he's from the Fenggui clan!" But Wen Lun's expression changed, his eyes trembled slightly, and he looked a little nervous.

He knows much more about the Fenggui clan than He Han does.

Because the Wen family and the Fenggui clan are very close family friends.

Even Wen Lun's sister Wen Ruo is engaged to Feng Kun, the first genius of the Feng Gui clan.

Wen Lun had fought against no less than ten warriors from the Wind Ghost clan, and he knew the terror of the Eight Wind Ghost Dance.

At this time, Feng Li, who was high in the sky, was also very familiar to Wen Lun. He was Feng Kun's younger brother, the blood genius second only to Feng Kun among the younger generation of Feng Gui clan.

Although Wen Lun has never fought against Feng Li, he knows that Feng Li's strength cannot be underestimated.

There are nine moves in the Eight Winds Ghost Dance. With He Han's current strength, he can only resist the first three moves of the Ghost Dance at most.

At this time, Wen Lun could only pray secretly, and Feng Lizhi practiced the first three moves of the Eight Winds Ghost Dance.

"Come on!" He Han shouted low in the sky, not afraid of fighting, and said solemnly: "Let me see how strong your Eight Winds Ghost Dance is."

"I'll defeat you with one move!" Feng Li's gaze was as deep as the abyss. The moment he spoke coldly, his whole body's aura suddenly changed. A terrifying black energy filled the air, turned into a ripple, and spread rapidly.

"Arrogant!" He Han suddenly felt a chill coming, and roared, but he didn't dare to be careless at all. The cold edge of the ink knife came out again, and the knife intent was surging and condensed into a knife intent vortex outside his body, like a shield, covering him.

He Han had fought with Feng Kun before, and knew that the biggest feature of the Eight Winds Ghost Dance was its extremely fast speed.

In the case of not being able to determine which direction Feng Li would attack from, it is the safest way to protect yourself.

"Eight Winds Ghost Dance, Chichan Night Singing!" At this moment, Feng Li's figure moved, a low voice fell, and the figure turned into a black light and completely disappeared in the void.

"This..." Seeing this, everyone couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, feeling incredible.

Of course, they knew that Feng Li didn't really disappear, but the speed was too fast, so they couldn't see it at all.

"It's bad!" When Feng Li said the four words "Chichan Night Singing", Wen Lun's face suddenly changed, his pupils shrank in horror, and he exclaimed directly.

Higurashi night cry, it is the fourth form of the Eight Winds Ghost Dance!

Wen Lun really didn't expect that Feng Li, so young, could even master the fourth form of the 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 finished speaking, a scream suddenly sounded in the sky.

Then a bloody light flashed, and the vortex of sword intent in the sky suddenly stopped.

The figure of Mo Dao He Han appeared, with a fist-sized blood hole on his chest. The whole body trembled and he was about to fall!