Han Yi in the distance was amazed, this was the first time he had seen such a spiritual trick and method, and it was from the hand of a spiritual master, it was really incredible. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Yubu Shenglian. Elder Mu on the high platform exclaimed, the light in his eyes became even more intense, as if there was a great vibration.

"Genius, really genius. ”

The disciples of the Spirit Mansion next to him heard Elder Mu exclaim, and looked at each other, completely unable to understand the mystery in this.

But if they knew the Tianmu Spell and had tried to cultivate, they would know how powerful their talent and comprehension were needed to cultivate this Spell Spiritual Technique.

Han Yi released his spiritual power, and the lotus flowers that were born in his perception were actually extremely dangerous, even surpassing the sense of oppression brought to him by the Spirit Sect cultivators he had faced so far. Even the Demon Sect's ghost-level assassin couldn't compare to it.

Taking out a seal in his hand, Han Yi activated the Kui Dragon Technique, and the two Kui Dragon Patterns were both triggered, and the iron cyan color instantly covered his body, and the huge force of 60,000 catties roared in his thin body, like a restless lion.

The Thunder Seven Killing Technique operates under the drive of Luo Shen Jue, and all the thunder attribute spiritual power has changed, and the white light penetrates the body, and there is a silver thunder light chain hidden under it, which is violent and violent.

"Senior Brother Han, this is the strongest attack spirit technique I have learned now, if you can take it, I will admit defeat. ”

Zhao Tian said, his voice trembling a little, as if even he himself couldn't fully control the cyan lotus flowers that were born.

"Fighting words, death. ”

He swung his sword fingers vigorously, and the whole person fell to his knees, as if this action had exhausted all his strength.

Hum, the seven lotus flowers vibrated like a sword eager to drink blood, and the petals of the lotus flowers fell, and suddenly burst out with lightning speed, cutting towards Han Yi.

The air made a tearing sound, sharp and piercing. Han Yi completely condensed his mind, his spiritual power sensed the direction of attack of each petal, his body began to twist, his wrists were strained, his muscles were violent, and the red golden blood in his veins was gushing, blazing like lava.

A layer of white aura rose from his body, but there was a flash of thunder. The Thunder Sword danced wildly, slashing sword by sword, cutting those flying petals in half.

Han Yi's speed completely exploded to the limit, his figure was completely blurred, and those onlookers of the Spirit Mansion could barely see the trajectory of his sword, only a silver sword shadow.

"It's such a terrifying speed, whether it is body technique or attack, it is already comparable to the disciples of the Spirit Sect. Where did this new student come from?" said an old student who had cultivated in the Spirit Sect with a solemn face.

"I remembered that I had heard the name Han Yi a month ago. An old student next to him exclaimed.

"A month ago, it was ......"

"It's him, the freshman who was accepted as a personal disciple by the mansion master, Han Yi. ”

Elder Mu's gaze shifted from Zhao Tian to Han Yi, and his surprise was even greater.

"It turned out to be the Thunder Seven Killing Technique, and I got the true inheritance of the Mansion Master, so it's no wonder that it can fight against the Fighting Word Recipe of the Tianmu Spell. ”

"This year's freshmen are really not simple, I heard that this Han Yi also triggered an unprecedented vision of the spirit tablet, and I don't know if it's true or not. An old student said in amazement.

"I think it's true, otherwise how could the lord of the mansion accept apprentices. ”

Boom, boom, every time the sword collided with those petals, the Thunder Sword would burst out with a huge sound, and the electric light weakened the power contained in those petals in an instant, and the petals split into two under the blade of the sword, and collapsed and disappeared.

The blade-like lotus roared from all directions, rushing towards a piece of silver light and shadow, those lights and shadows were as sharp as knives, furious as lightning, with the fury and domineering of fierce beasts.

Every time Han Yi swung his sword, his muscles would rise and fall violently, and his power would surge irrepressibly, like a volcanic eruption.

Whew, boom, the Thunder Sword cut through the flying petals, and the collision of spiritual power caused a huge vibration sound, like ringing a giant bell.

In a trance on the battlefield, he could only see cyan and silver light and shadow, Han Yi flashed like lightning, and the sword in his hand was like an untamable dragon, arrogant and invincible, dancing wildly to split those lotus flowers.

Zhao Tian watched from afar as Han Yi resisted the attack from which he had condensed all his spiritual power, his face was as pale as paper, and the vibration in his eyes was boundless.

Those shocks were for Han Yi and for themselves. He had never imagined that a mere low-level spirit technique could exert such terrifying power, and the Tianmu Spell, a spirit technique hidden in the darkest corner of the Spirit Recipe Hall and no one cared about, could actually give him such a powerful power.

Those methods, before he used them, did not seem to be so thrilling. The Spiritual Technique never described the power of those spell seal spiritual techniques, nor did it have the slightest guidance on cultivation.

He was able to get to this point because of his countless days and nights of meditation and hard cultivation.

The seemingly long attack actually lasted only a few moments, and hundreds of petals shot down, as if they were overwhelming, but they fell apart under Han Yi's continuous fierce sword momentum.

When the last piece of lotus flower was also torn apart by Han Yi's sword, and after it collapsed and disappeared, he finally ran out, holding the long sword in one hand, gasping violently, dense beads of sweat flowed from his forehead, and his face became almost pale.

He could even feel his body trembling irrepressibly, each of those lotus flowers contained amazing power, not at all like an attack issued by a late-stage spiritual monk, it should be the means of a spiritual sect cultivator.

This young man named Zhao Tian is really terrifying to have such power in his hands. But like this, he was just going to challenge an opponent in the middle stage of the spirit master, what was he thinking in his heart?

Han Yi raised his head and looked directly into Zhao Tian's eyes in the distance, and the latter's face was extremely stunned and shocked at the moment.

"You...... And the strength...... Stand up?"

Han Yi struggled to straighten his body and raised the Thunder Sword, and the last trace of spiritual yuan in the dantian dissolved, turning into white spiritual power gushing out, flowing around the long sword.

He could also send out another attack, which was enough to kill Zhao Tian, who was unable to fight again at the moment.

"I throw in the towel. ”

Zhao Tian said with a smile, although he admitted defeat, his face was full of excitement and expectation. Now the Tianmu Spell in his hand is only the upper half, and the lower half exists somewhere in the Spirit Recipe Hall, but he will definitely get it, and that will change his life and change his fate.

"My stuff. Han Yi stretched out his hand.

Zhao Tian took out a cloth bag from his arms and threw it to Han Yi, then stood up and prepared to leave.

"Wait a minute. ”

An old voice came into his ears, and Zhao Tian turned around and saw an old man sweeping down from the high platform, standing not far away, staring at himself, with a light of extreme longing in his eyes.

"Elder Mu. Zhao Tian didn't know why this elder suddenly appeared, but he still saluted respectfully and asked, "Is there something wrong with you?"