Xue Qinghan frowned, too lazy to pay attention, this guy is sick, a mad dog who bites people when he sees them?

Shaking his head, Xue Qinghan turned around and wanted to leave, he had been out for a long time, and he didn't say a word to Mo Yu.

"You... How dare you ignore me! Good! Good! Give me death!"

Seeing that Xue Qinghan not only didn't answer him, but when he was like air, he was about to leave directly, the young man in black was angry in his heart, he shouted loudly in his mouth, his body was full of momentum, and when he raised his hand, he was like a punch like Xue Qinghan.

The fist was vigorous, tearing the air, majestic, thick as a mountain, and instantly arrived behind Xue Qinghan.

A cold glint flashed in Xue Qinghan's eyes, and wisps of sword qi swirled around his body, and he turned around and pointed out.

Above the fingertips, countless sword lights condensed, and the sharp and incomparable aura spread, and at this time, Xue Qinghan's fingers were like the sharpest divine sword.

The sword fingers collided with the fist, and the fierce sword light and the magnificent fist flooded the space.

Xue Qinghan felt the majestic power coming from his fingers, and was a little surprised, this power was extremely powerful, making his fingers hurt, almost broken. The strength of the other party is beyond Xue Qinghan's expectations, and the other party's spiritual power is also extremely strong, and his understanding of the Great Dao is not weak, and the cultivation realm has reached the Triple Heaven of the Returning Realm, which is much stronger than Xue Qinghan, who has just broken through to the Returning Realm Dual Heaven.

The faint halo of stars in his eyes flowed, and the trajectory of all the avenues became clear in Xue Qinghan's eyes, and his fingers stabbed out dozens of swords in an extremely fast instant, each sword was pointed at the weak point of the opponent's fist, and the face was broken.

"Boom~"

A violent sound came out, and the aftermath of terrifying spiritual power raged, and the top of this hill, which was covered with lush green grass just now, was scraped off a layer of skin in an instant, and the big tree not far away also turned into sawdust flying in the sky under a single face.

The magnificent fist was torn open by the snow and cold, and the transparent holes were no different from the punctured balloons, and then exploded. And Xue Qinghan's wisps of sword light were also crushed by the fist at the same time, and the sword aura overflowed.

Xue Qinghan's steps retreated, and it took a few steps back to dissolve the majestic force coming from his arms, and there were obvious traces of shattering on the cuffs.

You must know that although his ** strength has not practiced a powerful body refining technique, his physical body is better than the physical cultivation of the same realm when he is in the Dao God Realm.

Even now, he still uses sword qi to refine himself from time to time, although he is not very strong, but he is not very fragile. Even so, Xue Qinghan obviously felt the lack of strength, which made Xue Qinghan frown, it seems that he should indeed find time to find a suitable set of body refining exercises to improve his physical strength.

Xue Qinghan was shocked back, and the black-clothed young man on the opposite side was also uncomfortable, much less than the distance Xue Qinghan retreated, but there were deep and shallow sword marks left on his fist, flowing red blood, constantly dripping.

As soon as Xue Qinghan stabilized his body, he saw a figure in front of him condense again, waving his fists, each punch was powerful and heavy, and he didn't intend to give Xue Qinghan a chance to breathe, and smashed at Xue Qinghan with one punch The air shook, and a series of explosions sounded.

Xue Qinghan's eyes were slightly cold, and it wasn't endless, right?

The remote sword appeared, the great freedom and freedom of the sword intent urged, the sword qi burst out, the long sword continued to point out, and the sword light broke through the air.

Stepping freely, the long sword in his hand waved along the unpredictable trajectory, and the whole person was like a sword, and his breath was extremely powerful.

The body shape was slightly wrong, and the body shuttled directly from the overwhelming fist that came from the bombardment at an incredible angle, and the degree was extremely fast, as if walking across space, the afterimage never dissipated, and Xue Qinghan had already appeared in front of the young man in black.

A sword stabbed straight out, and the endless sword light condensed at the tip of the sword, turning into a sharp edge that shattered everything, directly tearing through the opponent's defense and stabbing at the opponent's chest.

The young man in black was shocked and hurriedly dodged, but he still left a wound several inches long on his chest.

Xue Qinghan succeeded in one blow, and the free sword did not stop, and pursued directly, the sword qi flooded the space, and the sword light was vertical and horizontal, enveloping the whole body of the black-clothed young man.

Suppressed by Xue Qinghan, the young man in black seemed to be extremely angry, his face was gloomy, and his fists kept colliding with the long sword in Xue Qinghan's hand.

"Boom~"

Suddenly, the young man in black was stabbed in the shoulder by Xue Qinghan's sword again, leaving a translucent wound in front and back, and knocked Xue Qinghan back with one punch. Then the momentum on the black-clothed young man's body changed suddenly, his aura continued to rise, and his spirit and spirit were condensed to the peak, and his fist intent broke through the sky, like a god and demon, and he was filled with an invincible aura.

"Tianfeng Fist!"

With a loud shout, the momentum condensed to the peak on the black-clothed young man's body condensed into a monstrous fist, and with a punch, the heavens and the earth were shocked, and the space was directly distorted, as if he could not withstand the power of the fist.

And in that magnificent fist, a cyan divine bird can be vaguely seen spreading its wings and hitting the sky, filled with vast coercion, as if carrying the power of the heavenly phoenix, attracting the general trend of heaven and earth.

The fist broke through the air, and went straight towards Xue Qinghan, and the mighty pressure was already shrouded in his body a few feet away, and the storm that danced wildly around him swept away, faintly imprisoning Xue Qinghan's figure, so that he could not retreat, and the strong tearing feeling in the fist seemed to want to make his body directly shattered.

The pupils of his eyes reflected the cyan heavenly phoenix that came from the impact, dancing wildly in the wind, and the sword light in his eyes was fierce. Xue Qinghan's face was calm, the long sword in his hand was pointed obliquely, the person and the sword were one, and his whole person was like the sharpest long sword, and his breath was extremely powerful.

With one step, the cyan lotus flower under his feet bloomed in the void, spitting out an ethereal and vast terrifying sword aura. After taking a few steps in a row, the cyan sword lotus was in the sky, and the aura on Xue Qinghan's body was also extremely rising at this moment.

The cyan light on the Xiaoyao Sword was swirling, the mysterious runes were shining, and the wisps of sword rules were entangled, and Xue Qinghan stabbed out with a sword flat, which looked light and fluttering, as if there was no fireworks.

However, as the Xue Qinghan Long Sword stabbed out, the power of the Endless Dao could be seen converging towards the Xue Qinghan Long Sword, and a sword light shot out from the Xue Qinghan Long Sword, directly meeting the fist of the black-clothed youth.

The cyan sword light rose against the storm, and instantly turned into a cyan sword lotus of several zhang size and bloomed in the air, flawless, like the most exquisite work of art in the world, with a mysterious and unpredictable aura, as if this cyan sword lotus was the beginning of all paths, the origin of the avenue.

However, it was this flawless cyan lotus flower like a work of art, and when it suddenly bloomed, it erupted with monstrous sword light, flooding the void, and the sword light was unmatched, shattering everything and cutting everything down.

Pieces of petals open and close, like the sharpest divine weapon in the world, cutting fists, you can see that the cyan sky phoenix was cut off by the sword light, and the shape of the body is about to become dim.

Then the cyan heavenly phoenix was directly imprisoned in it by the sword lotus, and the petals were closed one by one, sealing it in it, and the terrifying sword qi exploded, and it was directly strangled in it.

"Poof~"

The fist dissipated, and the face of the black-clothed young man connected to the qi machine turned pale in an instant, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his breath also withered at the same time, and there was an unbelievable look in his eyes, as if he still didn't believe the fact that he had lost.

But before the throat of the young man in black, a snow-white long sword stopped there, less than three inches away from him, the sword light on the long sword was swallowed, and the chill spread all over his body along the long sword, and the edge seemed to pierce his throat at any time, making the young man's body stiff and not daring to move.

"You..."

"Shut up!" Xue Qinghan's voice was not loud, but it was like a sword roar, with an unstoppable sharp aura, and those eyes were shrouded in a faint halo of stars, which seemed extremely hazy, and the sword light that flashed from time to time seemed to pierce the galaxy.

Stared at the black-clothed young man, there was no trace of waves in his eyes, but Xue Qinghan also knew that although fighting was not prohibited in the Wendao Academy, it was strictly forbidden to fight for life and death, besides, he and the other party had not yet reached the level of life and death grudges, and he would not kill the other party.

Putting away the long sword in his hand, Xue Qinghan didn't say a word, and turned around and left directly.

Looking at the young man in white who turned to leave, a fierce look flashed in the eyes of the young man in black, and suddenly his body burst up, and he punched Xue Qinghan's head.

But at this moment, I saw the young man in white who was walking away in front of him without looking back, and the blood-colored light on his left hand condensed, and then he threw it back directly.

The fist of the black-clothed young man was still not a short distance away from Xue Qinghan's head, and he saw a blood-colored spear wrapped in an icy killing machine and shoot out, without giving the black-clothed youth time to react, the blood-colored spear directly pierced his left shoulder, and the powerful inertial force directly threw his body backwards, inserted it into the ground a few feet away, and nailed the black-clothed youth to the ground.

Xue Qinghan glanced back at the black-clothed young man who was nailed to the ground, his eyes were calm, and then he stepped on it, and his figure disappeared completely in a few flashes.

The black-clothed young man lay on the ground weakly, a tearing pain came from his body, and a look of resentment flashed in his eyes as he looked at the direction in which Xue Qinghan had disappeared. He didn't expect that he would be crushed so thoroughly by a person who was one realm lower than himself, the other party's kendo cultivation was extremely good, and his comprehension of kendo was far beyond his own realm.

There is another point that the young man in black has never understood, the opponent's swordsmanship does not seem to have a fixed move, and even the sword qi contained in it has an ethereal aura, but every attack hits the weakness of his supernatural attack, breaking the face, making him completely unable to resist.

"No matter who you are, I will never let you go, damn it!"