Sun Yi was stunned, and so were the others.

Han Zhibei didn't have any expression on his face, but there was a dangerous light in his eyes.

"What did you say?" The expression on Sun Yi's face disappeared, replaced by a thick murderous intent.

As the former guard of the Nine Emperor Princes of the Dashen Empire, no matter where he goes, there are people who call and hug him, and the scenery is infinite, even in the face of people whose cultivation is higher than him, for the sake of the face of the Nine Emperor Princes and the Dashen Empire, he also treats him with three points, how can anyone scold him in front of him.

At this moment, he suspected that he was hallucinating.

"Look for death!" Sun Yi roared angrily, and the dagger in his hand suddenly turned into a black light and slashed towards Yang Xuan.

The black light was like a snake, and as soon as it appeared, it disappeared into the night.

Immediately afterwards, Sun Yi had already appeared above Yang Xuan's head, holding a dagger, and stabbed at Yang Xuan.

The momentum is soaring, and the sky is sweeping!

Han Zhibei bowed slightly, Sun Yi's move was ingenious, and the attributes of the weapon itself were brought into full play, and it was not far from the time when Guanghua would be a divine soldier.

The black snake that disappeared into the night sky appeared behind Yang Xuan, opened its big mouth, spit out the letter, and suddenly swallowed it towards Yang Xuan, as if it was about to swallow Yang Xuan into his stomach.

The dagger was coming, the black snake was behind, and in just a moment, Yang Xuan seemed to be in a desperate situation.

Sun Yi's face already showed a cruel smile, as if he had seen the fate of the man in front of him with a little red eyebrows.

But the next moment, the expression on Han Zhibei's face changed suddenly, and he suddenly shouted: "Retreat!"

What appeared on Sun Yi's face was not shock, nor was it frightened, but confused, he held a dagger, standing in the green world, a little overwhelmed.

The next moment, he found himself on the ground, his right hand holding the dagger withering at a rate visible to the naked eye.

"Ahh

He let out a heart-rending cry, and the sensation coming from inside him made him feel painful.

Except for Han Zhibei, everyone was shocked, and they looked at Sun Yi, who was constantly wailing on the ground, his hair falling out, and his skin was dry, and a thick fear appeared on his face.

A cool air rushed from the soles of their feet to the top of their heads, making them feel like they had fallen into an ice cave for a moment.

No one had ever seen such a strange scene, which seemed to have gone out of the realm of martial arts.

In the fear of everyone, Han Zhibei's face was cold, he slowly moved forward and walked in front of Sun Yi, but he didn't even look at Sun Yi on the ground, just stared coldly at Yang Xuan's fingers.

After a while, his gaze moved to Yang Xuan's face, and he slowly spoke: "It turned out to be a master of humanity, a good method!"

Sun Yi's eyes were dark when he was lying on the ground, and the feeling of wanting to die in his body had just dissipated, and he heard Han Zhibei's words.

It turned out to be a master of humanity!

Before fainting, he felt like a clown.

"I haven't asked your name!Where is the teacher?" Han Zhibei looked solemn and hugged his fist to Yang Xuan, which was a respect for a master of the same level.

"Xianmen, Bai Qi!" Yang Xuan said lightly.

Han Zhibei nodded: "Brother Bai, be careful!"

Immediately after, he threw a punch.

Rumble!

Han Zhibei was just a simple punch, so simple that it was just a big road for the black tiger to dig out his heart, but Yang Xuan's expression changed.

Yang Xuan finally understood why he called Han Zhibei, from north to north, all the way to the north, and never looked back.

Before his eyes, it seemed that a great river suddenly appeared, and the water was so turbulent that it would wash away any obstacle that stood in its way.

Heaven and earth are like a river, going against the current to the north, going forward, never looking back.

Han Zhibei's real name is not Han Zhibei, Zhibei is his boxing technique, his way.

In the face of this punch that went against the current to the north, Yang Xuan's face appeared solemn, and the next moment, he pointed out blatantly.

This time, instead of the index finger of the right hand, it is the thumb, and above the fingers, the power of life and death is like a balance, reaching a balance.

The end of life is death, and the end of death is life, life and death!

This is the second time he has completely used the life and death robbery finger technique, the first time is when he faces the old man chopping wood.

But that time, he did not complete the deduction of the power of life and death, but only took a glimpse, revealing the tip of the iceberg.

And this time, the power of life and death has been evolved by him to the extreme.

pointed out that gently caught up with the rushing river.

The next moment, a look of shock appeared on Han Zhibei's face.

From Yang Xuan's fingers, he felt two completely different, but homologous forces, these two forces were completely opposed, but they kept converting each other, forming a delicate balance on Yang Xuan's fingers.

A sense of danger came to his heart, and Han Zhibei had a strong feeling that if he really broke this balance, I am afraid it would not be good.

But he couldn't do it, and if he did, he wouldn't be able to do a second punch, and in that case, he might as well die.

From north to north, all the way to the north, this is his way, never bow his head, never turn back against the current.

To turn back is to die, so never look back!

The river was surging, and the fist arrived, catching up with Yang Xuan's fingers.

Life and death are entangled, and the power of life and death merges in an instant.

Time stopped, and the next moment, the end came.

Yang Xuan's body began to twist and deform in the surging river, and the muscles on his arms exploded directly like a blown balloon in this twisted and deformed force, even revealing the white bones.

Burst!

A mouthful of blood gushed out of his mouth, and Yang Xuan felt as if he had been hit by a speeding train, no, he was sandwiched between the front of the two trains traveling in the opposite direction, and hit it hard.

In an instant, Yang Xuan was declared injured.

On the other hand, Han Zhibei, at this time, his body had become a pot of porridge, and the situation was worse than Yang Xuan.

Above his body, the forces of life and death alternated, dividing his body into countless small areas, one moment, one part of it was cracked and rotten, and the next, in another place, qi and blood boiled, muscles grew, and blood vessels protruded and burst.

Even his appearance will be extremely old for a while, and he will become young for a while, and his hair will be black and white, and there will be countless changes.

No one can withstand the torment of life and death, and when the time between life and death is concentrated, the hesitant wandering between heaven and hell can make people go crazy.

Han Zhibei fell, between life and death, and could no longer stand up.

The moment he fell, he remembered a name that he never forgot: Xianmen, Bai Qi!

At the moment when the two fought, Sun Yi, who was lying on the ground and fainted, directly turned into minced meat, and when these minced meat flew in mid-air, they had already begun to rot, and before they landed, they turned into flying ash and dissipated.

It was still not over, and the faces of the few onlookers were full of fear, and they wanted to retreat, but it was too late, they stood too close, and there was no way to get out of the battlefield, so they also died, turned into ashes, and disappeared from the world.

Above the ground, the earth flew, and all the plants in the vast area withered, died, and then were blown away in the force of the crack, and became part of the dust.

Yang Xuan stumbled, spurted out another mouthful of blood, and landed on one knee.

The wood-based aura replenished from all around continued to emit out, allowing his arm to begin to heal, while also conditioning his already injured body.

"Over there, quick!" a voice came as a light flickered in the sky.

Yang Xuan endured the pain, the stealth technique was activated, his figure disappeared, and then he fled in an instant.

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