To be honest, no matter how strong Xiao Han is, with his current strength, he is indeed not the opponent of this Great Elder, and the final outcome of the battle between the two of them will undoubtedly be the victory of the Great Elder, and even Xiao Han's life in front of the Great Elder is a very difficult thing to do.

However, the result that the Great Elder wanted was not to kill Xiao Han, but to see if Xiao Han could hold on for a quarter of an hour under his dark clouds, then Xiao Han knew that he was not bound to lose.

Thinking of this, Xiao Han's whole person was a lot more relaxed.

Lao Tzu can't beat you, you can't beat you, but if you hold on for a quarter of an hour under the dark clouds, Lao Tzu really doesn't believe that he can't do it.

Then, Xiao Han squatted slightly on his knees and slowly put on a majestic posture.

The aura in his whole body was urged to the extreme, and Xiao Han was ready to make a move at any time.

Xiao Han and Xie Chunqiu had a close melee battle before, which made Xiao Han's physical body stronger, and a casual punch was an earth-shattering reaction.

Xiao Han suddenly clenched his fists, his whole body aura leaked out, and a golden dragon appeared around the whole person.

This is the fist intent that Xiao Han learned from Xie Chunqiu.

In that fight with Xie Chunqiu, Xiao Han got not only the polishing of his body and the improvement of his strength, but also the changes in his moves.

A strong person of Xiao Han's level only needs to watch the battle on the spot, and he can learn the moves used by other qi refiners, and if he strikes again, he will be able to imitate the eight or nine.

Xiao Han closed his eyes, and the pure aura in his body, according to the way Xie Chunqiu operated at that time, the aura flowed rapidly, like the water of a great river rushing into the sea, and it reached Xiao Han's whole body in an instant.

Xiao Han opened his eyes suddenly, raised his foot, and stomped heavily on the ground.

"Boom ......"

Not only did the entire martial arts training ground shake violently, but the swords, guns, and sticks on the wooden frame swayed, and many weapons staggered and fell to the ground, as for the houses around this martial arts training ground, they were also shaken, and the surrounding areas of the houses were almost dusty at the same time.

Xiao Han shouted angrily, and his voice spread far away, which was particularly amazing in this silent night.

Xiao Han first took the lead in blasting towards the figure in the sky with a punch, and then the punch did not stop, and punched out one punch after another.

Xiao Han punched again and again, and stomped his feet again and again to borrow strength.

The earth under the entire Feixian Town shook and rumbled, almost like a cow turning over.

This is the process of Xiao Han's continuous cohesion, one punch is superimposed on another, and when it comes to the middle-aged man, it is already an earth-shattering momentum.

Originally, Xiao Han was not good at boxing, but today's battle with Xie Chunqiu, the elder of the Xiaoyao Sect, made Xiao Han understand the strength of his physical body, and when he was in close combat, even if he was far away, the power of a punch was also very terrifying.

It is said that some qi refiners who have reached the peak of their fist intent, every move, the whole body is full of fist intent, and with a punch of their hands, they can hit the rain curtain in the sky backwards, and they dare not descend to the earth.

Xiao Han didn't think too much about it, the reason why he didn't use the Sky Sword when he made a move, but chose to rely on his fist to punch, was because it was just that the rolling dark clouds over Feixian Town at this time were like the heavy rain curtain that was about to fall on the earth.

Xiao Han just punched one punch after another, so that the layers of rain in the sky rolled back to the sky in front of my fist.

When Xiao Han threw the first punch, the middle-aged man above the dark clouds was hunting in a white robe,

The Great Elder of the Xiaoyao Sect had a calm face, even if Xiao Han had already appeared, there was not the slightest fluctuation on his face and eyes.

He waved his hand lightly as if at random, urging the rolling dark clouds to fall gently, as if holding thousands of troops and horses in his hands, to suppress a projectile land.

That small martial arts training ground was naturally not in his eyes.

The middle-aged man, the Great Elder of the Xiaoyao Sect, squinted his eyes at Xiao Han on the martial arts training ground in Feixian Town, and smiled dumbly.

"You little guy, you really don't know how thick the sky is, the old man will let you see how many catties and taels my dark cloud fall is. ”

The Great Elder sitting on top of the dark clouds still felt a little funny after Xiao Han continuously punched several times.

His dark cloud is not just a dark cloud.

How strong Xiao Han's fist is?

If there is no real realm as a support, it is just a beautiful loft in the sky.

After all, Xiao Han's cultivation realm and strength are only in the middle of the psychic period, no matter how powerful he is, it is impossible to exert the strength of the cultivation realm in the psychic period, right?

However, although the Great Elder did not take Xiao Han's strength in his eyes, he was really salivating for the Firmament Sword that was quietly hovering beside Xiao Han.

When Xiao Han punched, the Sky Sword was still quietly hovering beside Xiao Han, guarding it like a guard.

At such a time, the immortal sword that can be guarded by his side must be of high grade, and even the great elder of the Xiaoyao Sect can't help but feel a little moved.

As long as Xiao Han is killed, this Sky Sword will soon become an ownerless thing?

Even for the Great Elder of the Xiaoyao Sect, getting a Sky Sword was a great surprise.

Before he made a move, he summoned the fairy sword, didn't this make people see the treasure?

The Great Elder didn't look at Xiao Han who was punching, but stared at the Sky Sword beside Xiao Han.

A good thing is indeed a good thing, and it can't be said to be a veritable magic weapon.

In the eyes of the Great Elder of the Xiaoyao Sect, he was naturally different from others.

Even the elders of the Xiaoyao Sect, Xie Chunqiu, Liu Chunfeng, Mu Tiezhu and others, only vaguely felt that the Firmament Sword in Xiao Han's hand was a little extraordinary, but they couldn't be like the Great Elder, and they could see through the Firmament Sword at a glance.

When he reached the level of the Great Elder, whether it was his cultivation realm or strength, he was already a first-class master in the entire heaven and earth, and there were naturally very few treasures that could enter their eyes.

Today, by the side of a foreigner, I actually saw a treasure that even the great elder was excited about, how rare you said.

To say that it is not tempting is false, to reach the level of the Great Elder, the powerhouse is rarely tempted by some magic weapons, and it is very rare to be able to encounter a good weapon here.

With the downward pressure of the Great Elder's magic weapon "Dark Cloud Fall", almost everyone in the small Flying Immortal Town began to feel a little out of breath.

Some old and young women and children who were physically weak were even more frightened and did not dare to come out.

In the streets and alleys of Feixian Town, some yellow-mouthed children were so frightened that they couldn't stop crying, and the women of the family brought the children into the inner room and comforted them with kind words.

As for the men in the family, most of them were Qi refiners with a low cultivation level, and at this time, they either hid in the room and did not dare to come out, or they were standing next to the windowsill, tilting their heads, and looking at the rolling dark clouds that were getting lower and lower.

Old and young women and children may just feel panicked in their chests and gasp a little, but some young and strong men, especially Qi refiners with a certain cultivation realm, feel even more uncomfortable.

The feeling of oppression born from the rolling dark clouds made every Qi Refiner in Flying Immortal Town feel that their limbs were under great pressure.

The more advanced the cultivation level of a Qi Refiner, the greater the pressure he can feel.

A Qi Refiner with an unstable realm has no heart to resist under this sense of oppression.

As the rolling dark clouds became lower and lower, many people began to tremble, and involuntarily wanted to fall to the ground.

In the entire Feixian Town, only Liu Chunfeng and Mu Tiezhu, who were standing on the roof, could still be as stable as Mount Tai under this pressure.

However, Liu Chunfeng and Mu Tiezhu are far from being as relaxed as they seem on the surface.

Liu Chunfeng and Mu Tiezhu, who were standing on the roof, had very solemn faces, and the roof under their feet gradually made a trace of overwhelming crunching.

If it weren't for Liu Chunfeng and Mu Tiezhu's desire to watch the battle between Xiao Han and the Great Elder of the Xiaoyao Sect from beginning to end, I'm afraid the two of them would have jumped down and hid in the house.

There was a huge movement in Feixian Town like an earthquake, and many residents of Feixian Town were surprised to find that in the direction of the martial arts training ground, in the dust, there was a condensation of fist intent one by one, and slowly those fist intent became stronger and stronger.

The fist intent in the martial arts training field was first the thickness of an arm, the size of a bowl, and then slowly swelled to the size of a wellhead, and then it continued to change.

One after another, the fist intent rushed to the sky again and again, and this scene seemed to be someone constantly punching the sea of clouds.

Many people feel dumbfounded, under such pressure, there are still people who dare to punch the sky?

You must know that the dark clouds that are pressing down now, and the sense of oppression brought by it, makes it very difficult for Qi Refiners who have cultivated to the realm of Jindan to stand on the spot.

On the martial arts training ground.

Xiao Han didn't stand dryly and punch at the sky, after each punch he throws out, Xiao Han will move to the side and punch at different angles, so as to strengthen his fist intent step by step.

After Xiao Han continuously blasted out seven or eight punches, Xiao Han's fist intent had reached its peak.

The momentum of the punch again was already enough to overpower the roar caused by his feet stomping on the ground.

The fist intent created by Xiao Han soared into the sky, wrapped in the whistling wind and thunder, and the momentum was amazing.

At the same time, the tiles on the roofs of the buildings around the martial arts training ground were layered on top of each other, crackling and shattering.

And centered on the position where Xiao Han was standing, cracks appeared on the floor around him, and these cracks spread rapidly, forming a spider web on the entire martial arts training ground.

Every time Xiao Han raised his foot and stomped down, on the bluestone ground of the martial arts training ground, Xiao Han had already stepped on more than ten huge pits of different depths, and the bluestone slabs under his feet were all powdered.

(End of chapter)