647: C647 The Lord of Ghost Face Hell!

C647 The Lord of Ghost Face Hell!

Shui Yifang turned to look at Fellow Daoist Ghost. When he saw his black robe, his expression suddenly changed, and he said, "Ghost Face Jail Master!!"

The ghost face looked at him in astonishment, and said, "I didn't expect that someone would recognize me. Hehe."

Shui Yi's expression became extremely gloomy. The power of the formation breaking nail became stronger and stronger, and the sect protecting grand formation also became weaker and weaker.

If this continued, the sect protecting grand array wouldn't be able to hold on for long.

Just at this time, a figure slowly appeared beside Shui Yi Fang. His brows were tightly knitted as he looked at the formation breaking nail. It was Shui Yitine.

She did not expect that the other party would be so well-prepared. Even the array breaking nail, this kind of almost extinct thing, was taken out. This was different from what she imagined.

At this speed, in less than a day, the sect protecting grand array would definitely not be able to withstand it.

Shui Yitine gritted her teeth and a token suddenly appeared in her hand. The token revealed an ancient aura and it was obvious that it was an extraordinary item.

Shui Yitine bit the tip of her tongue and spat a mouthful of blood onto the token. The next moment, the blood was directly absorbed by the token.

The token flew out of her hand and merged into the sect protecting grand array. In the next moment, the light of the sect protecting grand array lit up again and the broken array nail was sent flying far away.

Although it came back again, its power was not as strong anymore.

When Han Mo saw this scene, he frowned. The foundations of any major power could not be underestimated!

However, it was all futile in the end. Han Mo said faintly, "Water Pavilion Lord, I can give you all a chance. Submit to us and I can guarantee the survival of the weak."

When Shui Yitine heard this, a cold smile appeared on her face. She said disdainfully, "My Weakening Water Pavilion doesn't want to be a dog like you. We are upright and upright people."

When she heard this, even if she went to Han Mo, her expression became extremely ugly. A cold light flashed across her eyes, "You are courting death!"

The first one to fly out was in front of the sect protecting grand formation. Both of his hands kept forming seals as he shouted, "Han Shan!"

In the next moment, an illusory ice mountain appeared in the sky above the Weakening Water Pavilion. The bone-piercing cold caused the surrounding air to condense, once again expanding the area of the ice mountain.

It was actually half the size of the Weakening Water Pavilion, as if the sky had collapsed. However, this wasn't the end. All the disciples of the Han Family formed seals with their hands, and pointed at the ice mountain.

The ice mountain strengthened once again. Its shape slowly solidified, as if a real ice mountain had descended.

It covered the entire Weakening Water Pavilion. All the disciples in the pavilion revealed shocked expressions, and there was a trace of fear in the depths of their eyes.

Shui Yifang and Shui Yitine's facial expression changed drastically as well. They formed seals with both hands and began to infuse the Spiritual Force into the grand formation.

Han Mo didn't even look at them. He was the one who took the lead in this battle, and he had to eliminate the Weakening Water Pavilion with lightning speed. This was also to pave the way for his position in the sect, and that was why he attacked with his killing move.

Seeing that it was about time, Han Mo roared furiously, "Suppress!"

The ice mountain smashed down towards the Weakening Water Pavilion with an aura that could destroy everything. The oppressive feeling caused the faces of the people from the other families nearby to change slightly. They hurriedly controlled the warship to retreat.

The ice mountain crashed into the great defensive formation, and a huge impact force swept across the surroundings.

The waterfall that was attracted by it was swept back, and it formed a strange scene.

Shui Yitine's expression changed drastically, and she roared, "All disciples prepare for war, protect our Weakening Water Pavilion! The pavilion is here!"

"Fight!" The disciples of the Weakening Water Pavilion were also stirred up. This was their home. If their home was gone, they would disappear as well.

All of the disciples injected their Spiritual Force into the grand formation, allowing it to hold on.

Although the icy mountain was strong, how could the grand formation of a sect be weak?

Han Mo did not expect this move to be able to break the grand array. He only wanted to reveal some of his strength, so as to avoid the other families from being unconvinced.0

And this was his true goal. It was clear that he had achieved his goal. When the other clans looked at Han Mo's methods, they all felt fear.

The ghost face did not do anything by the side. He only watched all of this quietly. This was his mission. Unless it was necessary, he would not make a move.

Han Mo also knew this, so he did not have any intention of making him make a move. He waved his hand and said heroically to the heavens, "Everyone attack the middle path... Pui! All attack!"

In the next moment, one clan after another stood out, displaying their own methods. With the formation breaking nail and Han Mo's consumption of energy, even though the other party was defending with all his might.

But there were many people on this side!

This scene was very similar to the time when they besieged the Sword Sect!

The Sword Sect's grand formation couldn't hold on for long because their grand formation was led by the attack! That was why their defense was slightly weaker back then.

But the Weakening Water Pavilion wasn't like that!

Therefore, it took them almost half a day to break the grand formation. Of course, this was also because they hadn't used their full strength yet.

The moment the grand formation was broken, Han Mo's killing intent soared to the sky, "Kill! Leave no one alive!"

An army of 100,000 charged over. This scene was like the end of the world for the Weakening Water Pavilion. An aura of despair spread out.

Shui Yitine finally panicked and shouted, "Old Ancestor Bai Sheng, why aren't you making a move yet?"

These words made Han Mo and the other families tremble. At the same time, they became vigilant.

However, after a while, nothing happened. Only the face of the ghost revealed a smile. That smile seemed to be mocking but also seemed to be disdaining.

Ten thousand miles away from the Weakening Water Pavilion, there was a mountain range. In the center of the mountain range, there was an extremely concealed teleportation formation. At this moment, there were ten old men in white robes standing there.

On their white robes, there was a golden thread that formed the word 'Saint'. This was the symbol of the Hundred Saint Sect.

These people were the people of the Hundred Saint Sect, and their target was the Weakening Water Pavilion.

The auras of the ten of them were extremely powerful. The leader of the group pointed his finger, and the teleportation formation began to operate. After that, he threw a token into the formation.

In the next moment, the teleportation formation began to operate even faster, and the spatial aura on it became even stronger.

The ten of them silently stepped into the teleportation formation. Space distorted, and the figures of the ten became somewhat illusory.

However, at this moment, the teleportation formation suddenly became unstable, and a berserk energy began to emanate from it, as if it wanted to destroy the world.

Everyone's expressions changed. They could also sense that each and every one of them was using a secret technique to escape, but it was already too late.

An explosion sounded out throughout the entire mountain range, and a huge mushroom cloud slowly rose up.

The surrounding area of the teleportation formation had already turned into a huge crater. Ten people from the Hundred Saint Sect were separated to one side. Each and every one of them was in a sorry state, and their auras were unstable.

It was obvious that they had suffered some serious injuries. The leader of the group was a very powerful man, and his injuries weren't serious. However, his facial expression was extremely gloomy. This formation must have been tampered with by someone.

After that, his aura spread out and covered the entire mountain range. He roared furiously, "Who is it?! Come out for this old man!"

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