It turned out that from the very beginning, Han Daxiong didn't go to those two sect disciples.

He did this just to attract Liu Jian from the Luanping brothers, so as to kill the two traitors of the four universities in one fell swoop.

It's a pity that his strength is still a little worse after all, and even if he uses all his strength, he can only barely kill one of them.

"Brother!!"

Luanping let out a beast-like moo, and a faint trace of bloody tears flashed in his eyes.

Their brothers are twin brothers of the same mother, and they have been in the same mind since birth, and their cultivation talent and roots are reasonable.

Among the Bihai Academy, although their cultivation is not the highest, they have the most potential.

All along, their brothers have lived in the compliments and praises of others, so they don't have much affection for the school at all.

They knew that their future was not in that small Bihai Academy, but in the sect, and this time, the two finally had the opportunity to contact the disciples of the sect, and they were also the ones in the first-class sect.

Seeing that everything is going step by step as I expected, I then think of my future life.

But in the blink of an eye, the younger brother died in front of him without warning, and everything he longed for became a bubble at the moment of his brother's death.

Because of the particularity of the two of them, the Luanping brothers have practiced since childhood The method that the two of them can only produce extraordinary talent and strength after they have the same mind, so Luanping's anger at this moment may not only be because of the death of his younger brother.

"I want you, die!!"

Luanping's shoulders moved suddenly, and the spirit sword that had been carried behind his back all the year round was instantly unsheathed, and the sword qi rushed straight into the sky.

At this moment, Han Daxiong has really reached the point of the end of the crossbow, and he definitely has no strength to take this sword again.

However, when he saw Luanping, who was like a madman, there was a hint of indifferent smile on his face.

What should have been done has been done, and if you haven't done it, you must have done it for yourself, right?

There is also the majesty of the master Helian, don't look at the usual majestic demeanor, in fact, when it comes to Han Daxiong, this master is impeccable.

Han Daxiong's eyes did not have the slightest fear of death, but there was a hint of remembrance in his expression.

The sword covered the entire sky, completely enveloping Han Daxiong, under such an attack, let alone the current Han Daxiong, even if he was in his heyday, it was estimated that he would not be able to resist it.

Countless fierce sword qi slashed across the golden battle armor on his body, and fine cracks gradually spread from the armor.

After supporting it for less than three moments, the golden battle armor on Han Daxiong's body was completely shattered, and countless fine sword qi instantly pierced into his body.

Maybe Luanping's cultivation was not enough, or maybe he didn't want Han Daxiong to die happily at all.

Anyway, no matter what the reason was, those fine sword qi didn't cause any actual fatal injuries except for cutting Han Daxiong's body with thousands of holes.

Especially some of the sword qi that entered the acupoint, the moment the sword qi entered the acupoint, it was swallowed by a trace of divine phoenix flame contained in Han Daxiong's body.

A thousand cuts, nothing more.

Han Daxiong's whole body was drenched in blood, and countless sword qi almost dismembered his body, but it was the feeling of pain that penetrated into the bone marrow that stimulated his originally somewhat groggy mind a lot.

"Damn, you can't let people be slaughtered like this when you die!"

Han Daxiong grinned at the dense wounds on his body, and rushed to his head again with stubbornness.

The heavy sword was lifted by him with difficulty, mobilizing the last trace of aura around his body and pouring it into the heavy sword.

However, before the pale yellow sword light on the heavy sword could light up, it was pressed back by the sword qi in the sky.

"I don't believe in this evil yet!"

Han Daxiong gritted his teeth and stood up, picked up the heavy sword from the ground, and the qi and blood all over his body were blessed on the heavy sword, and even a trace of the divine phoenix breath in the trick point was pulled out by this guy.

The originally plain heavy sword suddenly sprinkled a faint stream of blood, allowing the sword qi to run rampant, but it was difficult to suppress the blood.

However, correspondingly, the muscles and veins around the body that had been penetrated by Tang Ming had gradually shown a hint of decay at this moment.

And for a cultivator, it is self-evident what the withering of the acupoints and tendons means!

But at this moment, Han Daxiong can't take care of these anymore, and it is better to die happily than to be dismembered like a pig!

"Drink!"

Han Daxiong roared angrily, the heavy sword in his hand was raised high, and the sword qi around him was forced to be three feet away from his body, and the monstrous blood light emanated from the heavy sword.

"Hmph, it's just a dying struggle, I want to see if Helian's mighty personal disciple can break through my two sword qi!"

Luan Ping's eyes were red, and after snorting coldly, the long sword in his hand instantly split into two, and the sword qi in the sky was guided by the spirit sword he sacrificed, and they all converged together, strangling towards Han Daxiong.

Although Luanping was furious at the moment, he was still very confident in his cultivation.

Not to mention the current Han Daxiong, even in his heyday, he is definitely not his opponent, even if his younger brother died, it was because of a surprise, no one present would have thought that that reckless man still had such scheming.

The sword qi guided by the two swords gathered together and rushed towards Han Daxiong like a torrent, and the majestic momentum slowly suppressed the heavy sword that Han Daxiong had already raised.

"Ahh

Han Daxiong felt the pressure from that torrent of sword qi, and immediately held the sword in both hands violently, and roared angrily in the sky.

The blood veins on his arms exploded, and a trace of blood seeped out of the pores, and the disciples of the nearest sect even heard the sound of cracks coming from the bones on the arms of this reckless man.

Luanping's cultivation was already more than a step higher than Han Daxiong, and Han Daxiong at this moment was already at the end of the strong crossbow, so naturally at the moment when the Liangyi sword qi appeared, Han Daxiong was suppressed to the death.

But he didn't want to, at this time, Han Daxiong's seven orifices suddenly erupted ice blue flames.

The moment the flames appeared, there was a brief pause in the sword qi of the two yi in the sky, and Liu Jian's eyes in the distance narrowed slightly, and a trace of imperceptible horror flashed in his expression.

"Nanming is away from the fire?!"

Liu Jian's heart was turbulent, he would never have dreamed that a disciple of a remote school could actually have such a spirit seed fire.

Liu Jian immediately turned around and looked at the faces of the disciples around him, except for a few faces with a little confusion, the rest of the people did not have any other changes.

At this time, Liu Jian made a calculation in his heart, and kept those disciples with puzzled faces in mind.

When Qin Chusheng gave the three fire separation spirits to Han Daxiong in the Tongtian Pavilion, not to mention the others, even the always steady gravity Tiancheng was taken aback.

And at this moment, from the reaction of Liu Jian, a disciple of the sect, it can be seen that the three fire spirits that Qin Chusheng gave him at the beginning were so precious!

Han Daxiong's dying struggle stimulated the spirit of separation that had not yet fused in the meridians of the acupoints, although the Liangyi sword qi was temporarily resisted, but it was useless for the form of blocking.

The heavy sword was picked up by Han Daxiong's hands, and a sword light mixed with light blue flames slammed into the Liangyi sword qi, and after one of the sword qi was dispersed, there was no follow-up power.

The remaining Liangyi sword qi was mixed with the sound of breaking the sky, and the Korean Nobita attacked and killed.

At this moment, Han Daxiong, the blue light in the seven orifices has faded, and the blood slowly flows out of the seven orifices, and the original red blood has also turned black and brown at this moment.

The oil runs out and the lamp withers.

According to Han Daxiong's realm cultivation and his cultivation time, he was able to fight fiercely for so long under the siege of so many sect disciples, and he also took the opportunity to kill Luanping's younger brother, which was enough to make ninety percent of cultivators out of reach.

The corners of Luan Ping's mouth showed a bloody sneer, and the only remaining Liangyi sword qi was killed in front of Han Daxiong in the blink of an eye.

"Boom!!"

Seeing that the sword qi that was about to fall on Han Daxiong's body was completely dispersed by a white mang.

When the dust cleared, everyone looked at the person who stood in front of Han Daxiong in disbelief to block the fatal blow for him.

Mrs?!

Whether it was the disciples of the sect or Luanping, they all looked at Liu Jian in surprise, they couldn't understand why Liu Jian wanted to save a disciple of the next academy?

"Senior Brother Liu, you ......"

Luanping raised his eyebrows, and he had a very bad premonition in his heart.

"This person, you can't kill it!"

Liu Jian flipped it with one hand, and the spirit sword that cut off the sword qi of the two instruments flew into the long sleeve, and then looked at Luan Ping coldly and said.

"My brother died in vain at his hands, I must avenge my brother, and I hope that Senior Brother Liu will be successful!"

The long sword beside Luanping let out a clear sound, and then he clenched his fists with both hands and said in a deep voice to Liu Jian in front of him.

Liu Jian sneered, this guy called himself 'senior brother', could it be that he really thought that he was out of the same class as himself?

When the two brothers took the initiative to post it outside the Xianmen, Liu Jian didn't think about treating them as human beings at all.

"Your brother's life or death has nothing to do with me, but you heard it clearly, I said, this person can't be killed!"

Liu Jian walked in front of Luanping step by step, stared at Luanping's eyes, and said to Luanping with murderous intent.

"Yes, but it's up to the senior brother to decide. ”

Luan Ping looked at Liu Jian's indifferent eyes in front of him, and from that hint of expression, he seemed to finally understand something.

Liu Jian looked at Luanping, who was submissive, and finally nodded with satisfaction, and then turned around and came to Han Daxiong.

"Let me ask you again, are you willing to join my Tianxuan Sect?"

When Liu Jian spoke this time, there was less arrogance in his tone and more sincerity.

Luanping, who was in the distance, clenched his fists violently when Liu Jian asked this.

Their brother took the initiative to stick it up like a dog, but Liu Jian loved to ignore it, and even the death of his younger brother became a matter of course in the eyes of these sect disciples.

But in the face of Han Daxiong, Liu Jian repeatedly lowered his value to win over, and the huge contrast between the two made Luan Ping indignant.

He couldn't understand why Liu Jian was so concerned about being just a Han Daxiong?

Everyone went out of the school together, and when it comes to the roots, although their brothers are natural products, they have the same heart.

Speaking of origin, they are from the Liyue aristocracy, and the resources they have been exposed to since childhood are not something that a mud-legged person like Han Daxiong can imagine!

Why can Han Daxiong be favored by the disciples of the sect alone?