Han Daxiong changed his previous embarrassed look, and raised the heavy sword in his hand with a wicked smile.

The faces of those disciples of the One Qi Sword Sect changed suddenly, no matter how stupid they were, they also understood, this guy who dared to love had been playing tricks on them all along.

"One Qi Sword Sect, Lao Tzu didn't go to look for you, but you came to the door first, then don't blame the uncle, you're welcome!"

Han Daxiong's heavy sword moved, and his figure suddenly disappeared in front of these sect disciples.

When he was in Yunmiao Immortal Island, he was able to compete with those ordinary sect lineages in the early stage of the congenital stage, not to mention these guys in front of him?

The heavy aura gradually began to become stronger, and these disciples of the One Qi Sword Sect only discovered something strange at this time.

"Senior brother, something is wrong, how do I feel that the aura is flowing a lot slower!"

One of the disciples raised the spirit sword in his hand, looked at the flickering sword qi, and said with a heartbreak.

"Yes, I'm like this too, the acupoint aura seems to be suppressed!"

Several other disciples were running their aura, but they felt like a quagmire in their bodies, and their auras were very jerky.

The disciple at the head of the group couldn't see much on his face, and although the spirit sword in his hand was majestic, it felt as if there was a big mountain pressing on his body.

And what they didn't notice was that at the moment when Han Daxiong's figure disappeared, with them as the center, there was a trace of crack on the trees within a radius of one mile around them.

"Suffer death!"

Han Daxiong's voice came from above his head like thunder, and the violent sword qi instantly fell like a mountain pressing on the top.

Poof......

Except for the disciple who was at the peak of the innate in the lead, the other sect disciples fell to their knees in an instant under Han Daxiong's blow.

One of them couldn't withstand the majestic pressure, and blood oozed from the seven orifices.

"Little Zhou Tian Sword Formation!"

The leading sect disciple forcibly activated the clogged aura, and shouted violently, and a sword light swept towards the top of his head.

Except for the disciple who was bleeding from the Seven Apertures, the remaining three immediately separated from each other and surrounded Han Daxiong in the middle.

The four spirit swords slashed through the air one after another mysterious trajectories, trapping Han Daxiong in it.

Zhou Tian Sword Formation, when he was in the Yellow Sand World before, Tang Ming had seen it.

However, the difference was that the Zhou Tian Sword Formation at that time was composed of the personal disciples of the One Qi Sword Sect and some masters, and even Tang Ming had a power that could not be underestimated.

The humble sword array in front of him, although there is still some power, but in Han Daxiong's opinion, it is just a vain appearance.

The four of them guarded four different directions, and the sword qi began to gradually thicken back and forth.

One after another, the sword network composed of sword qi began to shrink towards Han Daxiong, and whether it was trees or shrubs around, as long as they touched the sword qi, they would turn into nothingness.

"Hehe, let the uncle also see and see what can be called a good sword formation in the mouth of the child!"

Han Daxiong was in it, not only was he not dignified at all, but he had an expression of eagerness.

Seeing that the sword array was gradually pressing, Han Daxiong slammed the heavy sword in his hand, and then held the heavy sword with one hand, and his body suddenly rose from the ground.

A trace of pale yellow energy emanated from the heavy sword, and the heavy sword that broke through the air tore the sharp sword net to pieces in an instant.

The four of them vomited blood and returned, looking at the burly man with a disgusted face.

Xiao Zhoutian Sword Formation, although it is not as good as the Zhenshan Sword Formation of the sect, but it also evolved from it, and its power should not be underestimated.

Even if they can only defend the Quartet, there is no reason why they will be so easily broken by a guy in the early stage of the congenital stage!

"What! is it worthy of Childe's admiration?"

Han Daxiong looked at the sect disciples who were lying around, and his face was a little puzzled.

When the original prince explained the sword formation in Changchuan City, he respected the Zhou Tian Sword Formation of the One Qi Sword Sect.

Now it seems that either these guys are not proficient in learning, or this sword formation is not the kind of formation that Gongzi has seen that can attract Zhou Tian Xingdou.

"You...... Who the hell is it?"

The leading sect disciple looked at Han Daxiong, and until this moment, he was still not too worried about his situation.

Because he understood that in this world, almost no one dared to kill the disciples of the sect, and his identity was not ordinary in the entire One Qi Sword Sect.

"Have you heard of Qingxia Academy?"

Han Daxiong dragged his heavy sword and slowly walked in front of the disciple, and a trace of hideousness gradually climbed on his face.

"I haven't heard of it. ”

The disciple shook his head, he really hadn't heard of it, according to his identity, not to mention ordinary schools, even if it was a second- or third-rate sect, there were many people who couldn't get into his eyes.

"What about Dragon City Academy?"

Han Daxiong leaned forward slightly with the heavy sword in his hand, and a trace of pale yellow energy slammed into the middle acupoint of the sect disciple in front of him.

"Dragon City Academy? you...... Are you a remnant of the Dragon City Academy?!"

The leading disciple looked at Tang Ming in horror, if the Dragon City Academy had been placed before, it would definitely not have entered his eyes.

But everything that happened during this period of time made this name thunderous throughout the sect.

"Hehe, One Qi Sword Sect, when you destroyed my school, did you really think that there was no karma in this world?"

Han Daxiong slowly raised the heavy sword in his hand, and a bloody red glow flashed in his eyes.

"No, you can't kill me, I'm the heir of Qian Situ, the elder of the One Qi Sword Sect's cabinet! Once I die, the Xuanyuan Dynasty will not face such a simple matter as the siege of the Eight Kingdoms!"

The leading sect disciple finally changed his face at this time, and if he was an ordinary person, he might really be jealous of his identity as a sect disciple.

But he knew very well that between the One Qi Sword Sect and the Dragon City Academy, or between the entire sect and the Dragon City Academy, it was an endless situation.

"Really, let me see it!"

A sneer tugged at the corner of Han Daxiong's mouth, and then the heavy sword was raised, and a terrifying sword light instantly slashed across the disciple's neck.

The headless corpse fell to the ground, and Han Daxiong turned around, staring at the remaining four with his eyes oozing blood.

Several people glanced at each other, and then began to rush in all directions.

At this time, only if they run separately, the hope of survival will be greater.

This madman in front of him dared to attack even the heirs of the elders of the sect's cabinet, let alone them.

Han Daxiong looked at the few people who were rushing away, and did not immediately catch up, but raised the heavy sword in his hand suddenly.

The Xuanhuang Qi began to swirl around the heavy sword, and the surrounding trees began to burst under a burst of pressure.

The scattered sawdust, the dull thunder, the flying sect disciples, and Han Daxiong holding a heavy sword formed a strange picture in this mile radius.

"Blood debt and blood payment!"

Just before the four of them were about to escape from the range of Xuanhuang Qi, Han Daxiong let out a loud shout, and the heavy sword in his hand slammed into the ground.

The mountains and forests trembled uncontrollably at this moment, and countless Xuanhuang Qi mixed with a trace of Nanming Lihuo Essence rushed up from the feet of the four sect disciples.

The scorching heat enveloped the four of them in an instant, and after a few moments, there was nothing but sawdust all over the ground.

"Dumb, come out and collect the body!"

Han Daxiong pulled his heavy sword out of the ground and shouted at the distance.

After a while, the mute fart who was still wrapped in a white cloth ran in front of Han Daxiong.

He first gave a thumbs up, then turned around and began to pull at the sect disciple's shirt.

From the spirit sword to the Qiankun bag, even the white robe and the pair of gilded steps on the body were not spared.

Since the two of them secretly left the Chinese army that day, he and Han Daxiong have 'seduced' several waves of sect disciples.

Dumb against the disciples of the sect, although it is not suitable for shooting, but this cleaning of the battlefield is a must.

"How many?"

Han Daxiong looked at the mute man who was pulling the corpse with great interest, and asked a little boredly.

In the past few days, these sect disciples they have 'seduced' are the most powerful ones who are just at the peak of their innocence.

This is already a great master for an ordinary martial artist like a mute, but for Han Daxiong at this moment, he can't raise any interest.

The reason why these sect disciples are to be led to the front line is not for other reasons, but on the battlefield, once the battle starts, it will inevitably involve ordinary military pawns.

But here, the dumb people are familiar with the way, and it is also a good choice to get a few sect disciples to come over to fight the autumn breeze.

The dumb man turned around, and his body was already full of spiritual objects that only some cultivators had, and even there were several Qiankun tips.

Stretched out one hand and spread out, then three more fingers, dumb with excitement.

"It's eight, it is estimated that the disciples of the One Qi Sword Sect are almost dead, let's go back, otherwise the master will trouble me again!"

As soon as Han Daxiong thought of Xiao Farewell, his originally rugged face wrinkled together.

In any case, Xiao Bieli is Helian's mighty master, and he, Han Daxiong, is not an ungrateful person.

Therefore, even if Xiao Farewell and his cultivation plummeted outside the Qianyun Gate of the Imperial City of Tiandu, there was still no lot of respect for Han Daxiong.

"Huh?!"

Just as the two of them were about to turn around, Han Daxiong's ears suddenly moved, and then he turned to stare at the sky behind him.

At the same time, the dumb man took a step back, and his figure was instantly hidden in the bushes, and his crossbow was ready to fire.

A moment later, a group of men and horses galloped towards this side, looking at the armor on their bodies, and the dumb man breathed a sigh of relief.

The armor of the people who came was obviously the military pawn system of the Xuanyuan Dynasty, and the only one who could pass from the front line was the rear army of the Northern Expedition.

"Who?!"

The leading rider saw Han Daxiong and the mute from a hundred paces away, grabbed the reins of the horse and asked sharply.

More than 100 iron riders behind him The crossbow was flat, and the sharp crossbow arrows exuded a bloody luster.

If they hadn't seen some torn armor on the dumb man's body, it would probably not have been an inquiry, but a direct rain of arrows.

"The general of the Chinese army, Han Daxiong!"

Han Daxiong stepped forward and threw a palm-sized token to the leading soldier.

When he heard the partial general of the Chinese army, the leading commander trembled.

The partial general of the Chinese army, even the most inconspicuous miscellaneous general, is much more refined than him as a centurion.

However, when he saw the dragon token in his hand, he almost didn't plant a war horse.

The purple gold dragon is the symbol of the royal family of the new dynasty.

Although the new emperor's surname is Xuanyuan, many people in the dynasty know that the new emperor was surnamed Han before he sat on the world!

This rugged man in front of him is not a prince?!

Thinking of this, the centurion hurriedly turned over and dismounted, walked in front of Han Daxiong in two or three steps, and knelt on one knee.

"See the general!"

The centurion all knelt down, and the warriors behind him did not have the reason to sit on their horses, so they immediately fell off their horses and knelt down.