The breath arrived at them in a blink. At this time, Zhang Yan recognized it. It was also a Mei Ghost, a little taller than the previous one, with a pair of much wider wings. Zhang Yan could obviously feel its speed was much faster as well. it few about Zhang Yan's head, gazing at him fiercely: "Human warrior, did you kill my young sister?"

It turned out that this Mei Ghost and the former one were the sisters, and it came to him for avenge now. But its strength was just at the eighth level of Martial Arts State, only a little higher than its young sister. Zhang Yan was excited to gain another volunteer to try his strength.

He revealed a sneering smile, "Your sister sneakily attacked me when I'm cultivating. It deserved death. And do you want to gain the end like your sister? I advise you to leave here when I am in a good mood!"

Zhang Yan's words were very calm with a domineering message. But they didn't scare the Mei Ghost who casted a look at Meng Yao behind Zhang Yan and sneered, "Your fellow is injured, huh? Do you think you can protect her while fighting against me?"

"Since you killed my sister, then I'll kill you both to avenge my sister!" yelled the ghost. It waved wings, forming a huge spiritual cyclone which smashed the sand around the grass, causing the stone to fly.

"Go to the hell!" The ghost dashed to Zhang Yan with the spiritual cyclone immediately. Zhang Yan wanted to dodge, but Meng Yao was still healing herself behind him, so to protect Meng Yao, he took out his stone sword, and spun it in front of him.

The sword with bloody-red spiritual energy was spinning faster and faster, forming a spiritual vortex with suction. The cyclone had become a huge spiritual storm, and rapidly moved to Zhang Yan. Zhang Yan faced up with it with his sword without showing weakness.

The storm and the shield formed by the stone sword collided together, just like two planets hit into each other, resulting in a huge spark, along with a powerful air wave. Meng Yao was not affected at all.

They two had been in a stalemate for a while, then the disadvantage of Zhang Yan's cultivation implicated him. He was forced to retreat by the huge storm.

Zhang Yan used all his spiritual energy to resist the progress of the storm, but the storm still pushed him to move back, intending to crush him. Under such circumstance, Zhang Yan could only mobilize his bloody-qi energy to resist.

With a scream, Zhang Yan relied on his body energy to hold back the storm. All of a sudden, the storm even turned around, and was forced to rush toward the Mei Ghost, which was really a surprise to it.

The ghost could only withdraw its spiritual energy to dodge, and watching this storm leave far away, become smaller and smaller, and finally disappear completely in the distance.

Zhang Yan smiled at the Mei Ghost, with a contemptuous look, "Show me your final resort!"

"You are looking for death! I will kill you and let you pay for your sentence!" Irritated, the ghost felt a great insult.

It rose to a few hundred meters high, and suddenly swooped down toward Zhang Yan.

Zhang Yan immediately held the stone sword in his hand tightly. Although he seemed to be casual, he was still very careful in his heart. After all, the strength of this Mei Ghost was strong, and he had to do his best to defeat it.

He raised the stone sword high above his head, half-squatted on the ground, and exerted force on his feet, rocketing to the Mei Ghost.