The three of them were intertwined with their qi and killing intent, locking on "Han Bing" early, disrupting the flow of laws around her, making it impossible for her to escape from the encirclement with her escape technique, completely forming a situation of trapped beast fighting.

The fastest one turned out to be the jade-faced fox, he practiced the Wind Shadow Walk, which is quite a good body technique, clearly a short and fat body like a sea seal, but his movements are extremely fast, coming and going like the wind, even Wei Xiao is slightly inferior.

I saw him swing his sleeves, and a pen slipped from it, which he held in his hand and pierced the eyebrows of "Han Bing".

"Han Bing"'s hair was blown by the strong wind, her expression suddenly turned cold, she clenched her palm into a fist, and a long sword with a faint green light fell into her hand.

At the same time, countless sword qi like cow hair surged up, stabbing people's skin painfully.

Her eyes were like lightning, and the scene in front of her began to slow down, and she suddenly raised her sword and flicked it against the tip of the pen, causing it to deviate from its original trajectory and completely fail.

The next moment, "Han Bing" raised his foot again, hitting the round belly of the jade-faced fox, kicking him upside down and flying back.

At this time, another gust of evil wind hit behind him, and a palm-sized silver light flying sword broke through the air, leaving a silver trail along the way, which did not disperse for a long time, and stabbed the back of Han Bing's head.

However, although Qin Tian could not completely merge with the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth like the Protoss for the time being, he had obtained the inheritance of the Protoss, and his Divine Soul could already initially intersect and merge with the surrounding environment.

Although only a quarter of the spirits were present, the wind and grass within a hundred feet of his body, even a mosquito, fly, insect and ant, were all in his perception.

All sneak attacks are meaningless to him.

"Han Bing"'s face was not shocked, and he stepped on small steps and moved a foot sideways to the right, while moving his head slightly.

The moment she completed these movements, the flying sword whistled past her ears, and although it could not cause her substantial damage, the wisp of wind it carried cut off a strand of her hair.

didn't give her a moment of respite, and another crimson figure jumped to a height of three zhang, condescending, and slashed at the head of "Han Bing".

"Humph!"

"Han Bing" snorted coldly, and then there were countless vines as thick as buckets, with straight roots and sharp ends, like giant spears, blocking Yan Hong's way.

"Get out of here!"

Yan Hong shouted violently, his eyes were round, and the red clouds on his side rose and fell like a tide, reflecting him like an angry-eyed King Kong standing in a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

In mid-air, his figure spun like a windmill, and when his hand rose and fell, countless vines were cut into countless pieces, and even the wreckage was shattered by the sword, turning into sawdust.

It's a pity that the growth of the vines seems to be endless, and for a while, Yan Hong is really difficult to break through the encirclement.

But at this moment, the sword trick in Wei Xiao's hand changed, and the silver flying sword that missed with one blow circled in the air, and then turned back like a swimming fish.

The momentum of the flying sword was three points higher than before, and the sound of breaking the air whirred, as if it was going to split the void, and it was divided into two and four between the silver light...

In the end, a total of twelve sword shadows turned into lightning and stabbed at the eyebrows, throat, heart and various joints on the body of "Han Bing", which were extremely ruthless.

In the distance, the jade-faced fox looked gloomy, raised the pen and drew in the air, where the tip of the pen passed, it would outline a cyan light trajectory, condensed but not dispersed, and finally turned into a series of cyan runes, revealing a treacherous and terrifying atmosphere.

This is not a majestic and righteous spell, but a curse and killing technique transmitted through the South Seas, which can kill the enemy thousands of miles away without leaving a trace.

Of course, with the cultivation of the jade-faced fox, it was naturally impossible to curse and kill the cultivators of the same realm in silence, his purpose was just to bring some negative status to "Han Bing", so that she would not be able to avoid the attack of the flying sword.

If you don't want to hit all of them, as long as "Han Bing" takes a sword, her combat effectiveness will inevitably be greatly reduced, and he will be reduced to a piece of fat pork on a board and let them slaughter him.

Sure enough, "Han Bing"'s body stiffened for no reason, his eyelids were so heavy that he almost couldn't open them, and even his consciousness became groggy, and he was about to completely lose control of his body.

Qin Tian, who knew the sea, was shocked, he didn't expect the other party to have such a hand, and he didn't care about anything else, and flew out from Han Bing's eyebrows.

Under the suspicious eyes of Wei Xiao and the others, a dragon shadow with the thickness of chopsticks grew in the wind, and finally turned into seven or eight feet, before finally stopping, and the dragon groaned for a while, entrenched above Han Bing's head.

Its body is condensed, like a living creature, each piece of dragon scales is very delicately outlined, even the mane on the neck, is delicate, and the dragon's eyes contain monstrous anger.

The green dragon roared in the sky, flicked its tail violently, and the twelve sword shadows were all sent flying.

After doing all this, the dragon shadow regained the thickness of chopsticks again, and swept into the center of Han Bing's eyebrows again.

It's so dangerous!

Thanks to the target of the curse killing technique for Han Bing himself, Qin Tian's divine soul was not greatly affected, so he had time to go out of his body at the last moment and knock those flying swords away, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.

Sure enough, in the Jindan realm, there is no one who is a soft persimmon in the true sense, especially the jade-faced fox, an old oilman who has been fighting in the rivers and lakes for many years.

Even if his own foundation is not good, he still has some means to press the bottom of the box.

At the same time, facing two Jindan cultivators and one Golden Body Realm martial artist, with only a green dragon clone, it was indeed a little stretched.

As a pure cultivator, Han Bing's body was far less tenacious than Qin Tian's body, and if she used the Five Thunder Tiangang again, she was afraid that it would hurt her physical body.

His green dragon clone can only use the wood method, and he has not specialized in advanced wood magic powers, at most he can play some small tricks of planting trees and flowers...

Could it be that you are playing this time?

At this time, "Han Bing's" expression was unwavering, and he was secretly thinking about it.

On the other side, the three of Wei Xiao had reunited, standing side by side, looking at "Han Bing" with eyes full of jealousy.

They are not blind, nor are they stupid, they see that they are about to do it, but suddenly a dragon shadow comes and intervenes, with their realm, it is not difficult to see that it is a real dragon soul, not a phantom of some magical magic.

Even Wei Xiao was faintly remorseful, he shouldn't have reached that deal with Tang Yuming, for the sake of a bullshit Tianqing Street, now they not only offended Tang Xian, but also provoked such an opponent with a mysterious origin.

I really can't eat mutton but make a fuss!

But now, they can only go one way to the dark.

No matter what the price is, this woman must be captured and given an explanation to Tang Xian, otherwise there will be no place for them to cover the sea in the northern city.