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Han Yi took a deep breath, maintaining the seal in his hand.

"The evil spirit has returned. He said.

The Red Viper's huge body collapsed, and the black evil qi melted into the battle armor on his body like a hundred rivers returning to the sea, and a small ghostly blue spiritual light shot into Han Yi's chest and disappeared.

The terrifying ferocity and tyrannical aura blasted across the square, rushing towards him, and a sense of oppression rose in Mei Kui's heart, and his breathing was a little short.

When he saw the ancient rune above Han Yi's head, his eyes slowly widened, and an incredible look appeared on his face.

"Mourning, you can actually condense Mourning. "This can't be, this can't be." ”

"You've seen it, don't put on a hellish look anymore. Han Yi said lightly, with no expression on his face.

"Your Liwen seems to be a little different from the one called the Charm Dove, otherwise, even if the demon spirit is like a body, your cultivation will definitely not reach the early stage of the Spirit Sect, at most it is only a half-step Spirit Sect. ”

"You even know Liwen. Mei Kui's face showed surprise again, but he soon recovered, since the other party was able to condense the text, it meant that he had at least had contact with the people there, and even the people who were chosen there.

"That's right, my Liwen is one level higher than theirs, so I can fuse more demon spirits and improve my strength more. ”

He looked into Han Yi's eyes with a cold and indifferent expression.

"If you can condense the text, it means that you have contact with the people in that place, and the people there deserve to die, so I will kill you today no matter what, and you can pay any price for this, even if the final result is the same death. ”

"All together. Han Yi was still expressionless, "You don't have that qualification." ”

With his last words, he took a step forward and waved his right hand to point at the charmer. His momentum was so grand, his eyes were wide, the white light in his pupils flashed, so hot, and so cold.

"Divine light. ”

His voice was low, but it was as loud as a thunderbolt in the ears of the Charmer.

Undeterred, he waved his hand fiercely and roared angrily.

"The Scythe of Death. ”

On the square, a white light shot out from the mourning above Han Yi's head, the light illuminated most of the sky, and the people walking around the Cheng family stopped to look in the same direction, and the darkness where the white light rose dissipated, and the sky was as bright as day.

After an instant, the white light seemed to be suppressed by something, and darkness fell again, and the sky was half black of night and half white of day.

The condensed skeleton figure of the charm condensed waved a giant scythe and slashed at the extremely strong white light, there was no explosion in the air, and the surroundings were completely silent for a moment, and even the sound of the wind disappeared.

A huge pressure descended at the same time, and Han Yi and Mei Kui's bodies trembled, and they knelt on one knee, their faces almost pale.

Both of them were locked by the other's attack, unable to move, and the tremendous pressure even caused the spiritual power in their bodies to stop functioning, and the granite ground under their feet was overwhelmed, and cracks spread from under their feet.

Han Yi gritted his teeth, the green tendons on his neck and forehead jumped violently, and his left and right hands formed a seal respectively, frantically running the Luo Shen Formula, urging the flow of spiritual power in his body. In his viscera, those black spiritual powers were almost stagnant under the terrible pressure, and now was a good opportunity for him to refine these spiritual powers, otherwise once the divine light was broken, he would definitely die.

There was no doubt about the power of the Divine Light Technique, but Han Yi had not yet been able to produce thirty-six seals, and if it was a complete Divine Light, it would be enough to kill the Charm-level assassin called Charm Kui. But now he only used the divine light of the twenty-eight seals, and when he collided with the other party's Death Scythe, the result would probably be a defeat for both sides.

The spiritual power in his body began to work slowly under his urging, and the white spiritual light rushed into the viscera, wrapping those black mist and began to refine.

The seal on Han Yi's hand changed, and the white light spun up and turned into a whirlpool, and the black mist was pulled and sucked into the whirlpool by a trace, and then shattered under the scorching white light, turning into a sparkling pure aura and fusing with the white whirlpool.

On the other side of the square, the Charm Kui seemed to be preparing for something, and the hood on his head was blown off by the strong wind, revealing a young and pale face. On his forehead, Liwen squirmed with the moving seal on his hand, and distorted words grew out and covered his entire face.

His eyes were darker and deeper, like a bottomless sea, and under the sea there was a peerless beast roaring, wanting to break through the surface of the sea and reign over the world.

In the air, the white light and the scythe of death were in a stalemate, the white energy and the black energy eroded each other, and the collision between the two sides did not have spiritual power to disperse, but only annihilated each other.

The white light began to fade, and the phantom of death became more and more illusory, as if it would dissipate at any moment. Heaven and earth were still silent, but the pressure on Han Yi and Mei Kui began to weaken, and both of them raised their heads to stare at each other, and when the attack was broken, they unleashed a thunderous and fierce attack.

Most of the black spiritual power in Han Yi's body had already dissolved, and the spiritual yuan in the dantian was almost about to return to its peak state. The spiritual power consumed by using spiritual skills and secret techniques was replenished from the refined black spiritual power.

The white light in the air and the phantom of death made some sound of porcelain shattering, their energy had been depleted and could no longer be sustained.

Boom, the two attacks exploded at the same time, Han Yi and Mei Kui invariably flew backwards, the shock wave rumbling and spreading, the stones shattered everywhere they passed, and the square became full of holes.

The white light rose into the sky, like a beam of sunlight piercing through the clouds against the current. People from all over Tianhai City looked at it at the same time, and the expressions on their faces were solemn, some were puzzled, and some were happy.

Boom, click, the houses around the square collapsed under the bombardment of the shock wave, the wooden beams broke, the green tiles were thrown away, and the brick walls collapsed.

Han Yi's body curled up, his hands crossed in front of him, and the white spiritual power formed a layer of light curtain defense, and he shot out backwards under the action of the shock wave.

On a tall building somewhere in Cheng's house, Cheng Ling's face was pale, and Cheng Shan stood behind him, his face inexplicably not knowing what he was thinking.

"Second Young Master, make a decision early, you are the last hope of the Cheng family. Cheng Shan looked at Cheng Ling's back, and the hand in his sleeve clenched into a fist.

Cheng Ling condescendingly overlooked the square in the distance, more than a dozen houses had collapsed and were in ruins, the granite slab square was devastated, and only a broken brick wall remained in the main hall behind the square.

In the ruins, a young man in battle armor stood up, he looked at the charm in the distance, and rushed out in a flash.

"Han Yi, one day, I want you to pay the price. ”

With that, he turned to leave.

Cheng Shan glanced at the two people who were fighting in the ruins, and also turned to leave. After today, the Cheng family is afraid that they will be removed from Tianhai City.

......

Han Yi appeared in front of Mei Kui across a space of several hundred meters in a few moments, and a black fist slammed into his head.

The air exploded, and Mei Kui slammed into Han Yi's fist with a palm, and dull sounds rang out one after another. Han Yi's fists were as dense as raindrops, and he wrapped around Mei Kui to fight closely, not giving him a chance to use his spiritual skills.

He was very aware of his shortcomings, there was no attack spirit skill available, the power of the Feng Yan Breaking Killing Sword could no longer satisfy his current battle, his opponents were too strong, either a half-step spirit sect, or a real spirit sect, and low-level spirit skills were not a threat to them at all.

The Divine Light Technique consumes too much spiritual power, the load on the body is extremely great, and it cannot be used at will, if it is recognized by others, it is definitely not a good thing for him. That can only become his hole card, and he can't use it until life and death.

Mei Kui bombarded palm after palm, and Han Yi's offensive was like a violent flood, and like a whirlpool in the depths of the sea, suppressing him while trying to devour him.

"No, using the Scythe of Death consumes too much spiritual power, this kid has the backing of the body refining technique, he can fight for a long time, and his physical strength is even stronger than that of a Spirit Sect-level monk, and it will not be good for me to fight any longer. ”

Mei Kui quickly analyzed the battle situation in his heart, compared to Han Yi, his physical body was too fragile, and without the blessing of spiritual power, his body only had the strength of more than 10,000 catties, and he was not Han Yi's opponent at all.

"It seems that we have to withdraw first, otherwise it is really possible to fold in the hands of this kid. ”

With a plan, Mei Kui frantically operated his spiritual power, and a thick black mist gushed out from his arms, and he struck it out with one palm.

Seeing this, Han Yi didn't dare to take it hard, he had already suffered a loss before, although Luo Shenjue was strong, his cultivation was still too low after all, and he couldn't resist the spiritual power of the Spirit Sect cultivator.

He dodged and stepped aside, and Mei Kui threw out two palms in succession, and two huge black palm prints slapped towards him, and the air roared.

Han Yi raised his sword finger, and the spiritual power extended along his finger, condensing into a sword light.

"Feng Yan breaks the sword. He slashed, and the flames burst out, slashing at a palm print, and exploding.

Another palm print still slapped towards him, and Han Yi stepped forward, white light enveloping his arm, and his power completely exploded, and a punch blasted out.

Boom, the black giant palm exploded, stirring up dust and smoke in the sky, the black mist collapsed, and Han Yi's eyes were pitch black, and he couldn't see Mei Kui's figure. He stood still, his eyes closed, relying on his powerful hearing to discern the direction of the attack.

There was some whirring wind in the air, leaving from near and far, Han Yi's face changed slightly, and he exerted force under his feet, rushing out of the shroud of smoke and dust, and his vision became clear. In the distance, Mei Kui's figure flickered, blending like in the night.

"Boy, wait for my Demon Sect's endless pursuit. Mei Kui laughed, laughing wildly.

Han Yi sighed, shook his head and smiled bitterly, his combat experience was still too little, and the collision with Mei Kui after had obviously noticed that his strength had decreased a lot, and he didn't even think that he would escape.

"Jiufang, can you catch him?"

"Naturally. ”

A white-clothed figure appeared in front of Han Yi's eyes, and the broken silver ancient mirror floated in his palm, and he pointed towards Han Yi.