"Quick!"

With a roar, Han Xijun was like a king, with a wave of his palm, and then the thin figure of an ice lotus flashed under the scorching sun. It's just that the figure that seems to be isolated from the world on weekdays is now a little weak.

That swift figure, under the cover of Han Xijun and the six Han people, walked towards the light curtain in a steep time. It was a black hole-like curtain of light, and around it, bursts of steam-like vapor air were emitted, and around that curtain of light, time seemed to slow down.

A burst of incomparable majesty, as if it were spread by the kings of the world.

At this time, the pretty shadow of the ice lotus, the ice lotus under his feet began to turn, and then the bloody face clenched a bite of teeth again. On the delicate face, it is like a little bit of ice carving, and the body of the ice angel, even if you look at it, is enough to fall into the abyss of the ice cellar.

And then, who else can there be besides the Han clan Hanyan?

However, at this time, Han Yan lost his previous cold appearance. On the contrary, she was as helpless as a little girl who had been bullied.

"Damn it!"

The three-foot Qingfeng in Han Xijun's hand with continuous shining lines had just driven an enemy around him out of a certain range, and when he turned around the next moment, at the edge of Han Yan's figure, there was a man, holding an iron axe that was ten feet long, and slashed towards Han Yan's delicate body with the momentum of splitting the sky.

swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and then when Han Xijun hesitated, a cold spear was in front of him, and a figure rushed towards the big man like a devil.

They had all been injured before, although they had managed to escape the pursuit of the Tan Yan clan with all their might. But after that, they didn't have time to adjust themselves, but they were targeted by several or two forces. In normal times, who would care about such a small force, the highest force was only the kind of power of the fivefold primary martial arts realm, for them, it was not worth mentioning at all.

But now it is different, since force cannot be used at night, so all of them have not recovered from their injuries. Coupled with the consumption of one day after another, they can't stand it either. Especially Han Yan, in the battle that the Tan Yan clan used to deceive, Han Yan didn't know how much damage he had to bear in the end.

Right now, she didn't have the slightest strength to fend off the attacks of others. The giant axe in front of her continued to grow in her pupils, and the sound of the breaking wind hissed her blood-stained blood. Then, in the blink of an eye, the axe was close to touching her body.

Han Yan seemed to have lost his usual calmness, and in an instant, the pair of eyes that were like ice caves suddenly became gentle. A tear, without the slightest warning, even for Hanyan, she didn't know why she was crying, she only knew that once under the wind and waves like a blade, there was a boy who stood in front of her for the first time before everyone else.

It wasn't a very strong body, but it kept her out of all the wind and waves. The powerful wind and waves eroded the boy's body, and every inch of skin and every bone was traumatized. But the boy was still standing tall in front of her.

is like such a god of war, like a guardian, singing a touching song of sheng xiao.

And now, where is he? The boy who belongs to him, where is he?

Hanyan is like a lost little girl, when the pain in her body suddenly invades her brain. She no longer had the strength she used to have, and a tear flowed down the blood-crusted half of her face. A trail flowed, pitiful and overwhelming.

"Hanyan—"

The roar, the roar, suddenly resounded in this heaven and earth. It was the voice of the devil, who was supposed to be the guardian angel, but at this time, he turned into the devil and did what the devil does.

It was also a bloody figure, stubbornly forgetting everything, and when he roared in his mouth, the figure that was not weaker than the speed of the axe had almost lost his mind. At this moment, he gasped roughly, like the breathing of a wild beast, running through his nose.

Han Yan, who paused in his footsteps, was driven back to reality by the hoarse voice for a while. But in front of the giant axe, the ice-colored eyes that gradually recovered, made her still rush forward even when her own strength was exhausted.

"Ahh

As time passed, looking at Hanyan's body moving again, the young man who swept out at the same time seemed to be greatly encouraged. The strength of the body is like the goddess of fate to favor it again, the body sped up a few points again, keeping up with the war spear, and then when the body faced the axe blade, a pair of silver spears, knowing that they couldn't dodge, shook it hard.

He knew that as long as this was the case, Hanyan would be able to pass through, and then enter the light curtain, which was the spiritual platform mentioned before!

"Qiang—"

In contrast, the tiny silver spear suddenly collided with the axe that was enough to chop the mountain, and then, Han Yan jumped up with difficulty, stepped over the sharp blade of the cold light, and his body made a difficult turn in mid-air, and then entered the spirit platform.

And the young man who was holding a silver gun before, besides Hanhu, who else could there be?

……………… Only Hanhu can do this for the sake of Hanyan.

Flesh and blood, dripping between the axes, blood, has long flowed. Hanhu's eyes had already turned blood-red, and when he looked at the figure that had not returned, his consciousness had begun to blur a little. As long as Han Yan can recover in that spiritual platform, there will always be a chance for them to turn the tables.

Although the elder didn't say much about the Lingtai before, they were so close to the Lingtai that they had already noticed many clues about the Lingtai. In this spiritual platform, not to mention continuing to use force at night, even if you are in it, the flow of time will become slow, that is to say, if you absorb force and cultivate for an hour inside, it will be nearly two hours compared to cultivating outside the upper and outer levels.

Twice the time, it's not as simple as a little effect!

"Protect Hanyan!"

Han Xijun moved the three-foot Qingfeng in his hand in a chorus, blasting the blade of the giant axe away with all his strength, and then repelling the young man. Suddenly, he helped the cold tiger and began to walk quickly towards the light curtain.

For them, the cold research and recovery power with spiritual weapons are beyond the imagination of all of them.

"Quick!"

With another shout, the other four quickly got rid of the enemy in front of them and then approached it.

"Xiyi, you and I continue to guard. The wind is delicate, you help the cold tiger in!"

Hanhu glanced at the people around him, and now their situation was almost collapsing. Luckily, the emaciated camel was bigger than the horse, and there were already nearly six of their own people on the map who were about to arrive at them.

Coupled with all the people here, the people in the Han clan are almost the same. As long as they wait until Hanyan recovers, they will have time to recover. Moreover, as long as they survive for more than half a day, that is, as long as they wait until night falls, their threat will be even less.

Suddenly, when the five of them entered the spirit platform one after another, Han Xijun and Han Xiyi both held their swords, and then faced two teams. There is a small team of five or six people, and the strongest strength is only the five-fold martial arts realm, and there is even the strength of the one-fold martial arts realm, but now for them, it has reached the limit of what they can resist.

"Huhu~ Is it a device that they are coming?"

"Look at the speed, it's almost! The Imperial Fu Clan is also coming!" Han Xijun took one last look at the map, although they had many enemies, but as long as their people gathered, then, in just two days, they could turn the current situation around.

"Now, let's defend it!"

Han Xijun looked at the spiritual platform behind him that began to change, and in it, for a while, the previous deep black suddenly began to become more magnificent, and then when it continued to rise, there was such a cold light, after its continuous convergence. A rainbow of force that rushed straight into the sky, like a crystal beast of the eagle species, began to spread its wings in an instant.

"Come on, be enlightened, and see if you can defeat us!"

Han Xiyi is also a pretty good junior among the Han clan, although his cultivation talent is not as good as that of Han Tiger Han Xijun, but now, he has also reached the strength of the Quadruple Martial Arts Realm, which is enough for him to have a certain amount of pride, but now, it is definitely not the time to be happy!

A wicked smile swept up at the corner of his mouth, and in Han Xijun's pupils, there seemed to be such a plan, which was constantly being planned.

Time passed in the blink of an eye, and in the spirit platform, it seemed that no sound could be heard, but outside the spirit platform, the existence of Han Xijun and Han Xiyi was alive in the sonorous collision of swords and guns. It was a collision of metal, and the two of them, whose strength had already been exhausted and almost exhausted, kept waving it with the three-foot green peak in their palms.

Each time it stabbed out, it was cut down, and then it kept coming from that extremely tricky position. Their current offensive is completely lethal attacks, and every attack is enough to make the other party fall into the dead. Just like what Han Xiyi said before, they have already become enlightened and must protect their companions in the spiritual platform, so they must be invincible with their lives!

In just two hours, the battle between these six people and Han Xijun and Han Xiyi has not ended. In the devastating battle, Han Xiyi's breath had withered to the extreme, and if he hadn't been thrown into the spirit platform by Han Xijun in the end, I am afraid that he would have been squeezed out and lost his qualification to participate in the selection.

Han Xi was in front of the Lingtai, and the strength of the Fivefold Martial Body Realm, even if his strength was almost exhausted now, but with his physical strength and the high-level combat skills of the Han Clan, he had been carrying it hard. One person, enough to block them for half an hour.

For the Han clan, it is no longer as simple as the occupation of the Lingtai. Before, they were deflated, and now, before they have brought back their shame, as a patriarch, they have extraordinary arrogance. They want to let the light of this spiritual platform only bloom with the light of their Han clan.

"Quick!"

The wooden box behind him was a little worn, and he was even more sonorous when he ran, but his speed had not slowed down in the slightest.

"Now, let's guard this altar instead!"

There was a huge roar, which contained a lot of anger, and then a thunderbolt was entwined between the three or four people, and then crackling thunder and lightning, like the power of the thunder god was revealed. In the blink of an eye, the figure of the six realms, who was already close to defeating Han Xijun, stepped back again. On the contrary, Han Xijun's figure finally knelt on one knee because he had suffered too much damage.

His head was lowered, and he watched his blood flow, but he was almost unconscious, and now he let out a very small smirk when no one knew it:

"Don't forget the agreement between us, Tan Yan...... Constant!"