When the seventy-two sword flowers that Han Xiao stabbed out with the seven-star sword technique were all shattered, Han Xiao's body shook again, and he shouted loudly: "God! sword!"

Although Zhuo Fan wanted to withdraw and fight back, he had already lost the opportunity, and after entering Han Xiao's swordsmanship rhythm, how could it be so easy to win back a city?

At this moment, Zhuo Fan was shocked to see that a thick dark red sword light, centered on the burning silence in Han Xiao's hand, quickly skyrocketed, and the entire sky seemed to be darkened. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Airplanes!

The Void Trembles!

Where did Zhuo Fan dare to have the slightest reservation, and immediately shouted: "Gossip Xuanqing decision!"

I saw seven pale golden inscriptions suddenly burst out from Zhuo Fan's body, circling around him, like seven golden dragons, converging into a gossip array, and a circle of golden light flowed, placing a huge gossip map around him.

Hearing a loud "bang", the dark red sword light that Han Xiao slashed out slammed into the gossip pattern, and the air was agitated, like water ripples, rippling in the air.

The aftermath of the energy collision reached a hundred feet away, shaking the audience's chest, as if they had been bombarded with a heavy hammer.

even fainted directly on the spot, bleeding from seven holes, which frightened the onlookers to withdraw dozens of feet again.

"Oh my God, they're all so strong!"

"It's not inferior to the seeded players of the Three Holy Gates!"

The audience opened their mouths in shock, remembering that they once thought they could kill Han Xiao with one sword, but now that they think about it, they only feel a hot pain on their faces.

Ye Jinglei and Jiang Chen clenched their fists tightly.

They didn't expect that Han Xiao would be so strong, so even if they cultivated the Burning Heaven Treasure Scroll and made rapid progress, it would not be easy to kill Han Xiao.

Rumble!

The Heavenly Sword Slash and the Bagua Formation collided violently, and Zhuo Fan was worthy of being experienced in a hundred battles, in this gap, he also raised his palm and slapped Han Xiao's chest fiercely with the power of the Seven Xuan Palms.

Han Xiao saw a large cyan handprint whistling towards him, straight to his chest, his sword eyebrows raised, and the imperial spear made a sharp turn in mid-air, dodging to avoid this palm.

Who knew that Zhuo Fan's gossip formation pattern actually shrank rapidly when it was lightning, like a big net, aimed at Han Xiao, and shrouded his head.

This kind of attack has gone beyond the scope of swordsmanship and belongs to some Xuanmen Dao techniques.

Han Xiao's face froze, and the Burning Silence Sword in his hand stabbed out a few sword qi to open the large net intertwined with the gossip formations, and at the same time, he saw a trace of thunder flashing in the Burning Silence in his hand, aiming at Zhuo Fan's thigh, and slapped it fiercely.

He had no intention of seriously injuring Zhuo Fan, so he just slapped Zhuo Fan's thigh with the blade of his sword.

Zhuo Fan's expression was grim, he naturally knew that Han Xiao's sword had a strong current, so he hurriedly slapped his backhand, used the strength of the Seven Xuan Palm, and slapped it fiercely.

If Han Xiao insisted on electrifying him, his palm would naturally fall on his back with great precision.

At that time, even if he was paralyzed, Han Xiao would definitely be seriously injured.

Therefore, in this case, ordinary people will definitely draw their swords back to defense, so that the two of them are safe.

However, Zhuo Fan never expected that Han Xiao would make a desperate bet, completely ignoring Zhuo Fan's Seven Xuan Palms, and insisting on attacking his opponent with the incinerating electric current.

"Hmph, you brought it on yourself!"

Zhuo Fan was furious in his heart, and Han Xiao made it clear that he didn't take his palm power in his eyes.

The so-called clay man still has three points of fire, not to mention that Zhuo Fan is the head of a faction, and he is naturally a decisive person.

Zhuo Fan urged the ten success forces and slapped down fiercely.

Multiply!

The electric current, along his thigh, instantly hit Zhuo Fan's whole body, making his body tremble violently in the air, and the flying sword under his feet lost control, and suddenly fell straight down, and fell on the ring with a "bang".

"Ahh

"Not good!"

In the referee's seat, Meng Fei's eyebrows twisted, and his figure shot out with a "whoosh", and the imperial sword was suspended in mid-air, ready to help at any time.

At the same time, Zhuo Fan's Seven Xuan Palms also slapped heavily on Han Xiao's back, but an unexpected scene appeared.

Han Xiao actually just snorted "um", didn't even squirt a mouthful of blood, his body shook slightly, and immediately returned to normal!

"I'm rubbing! Is this guy a humanoid beast?

"The boss is really an animal!" Ximen Fuliu's eyes widened, and he was slapped hard by a master like Zhuo Fan, Han Xiao actually looked like a nobody, no wonder everyone was stunned.

How did they know that Han Xiao had just urged the [Evil Dragon Overlord Body] with all his might, and his back was already as hard as an iron plate, so what was so strange about resisting Zhuo Fan's blow.

However, Zhuo Fan's strength was indeed strong enough, so Han Xiao's body shook in the air.

I saw Han Xiao's figure flash, and he flew to Zhuo Fan's side with the Red Fire Golden Wind Gun, grabbed his arm, and slowly landed in the ring with this Zhuo master, who was paralyzed by electric electricity.

"Good!"

The audience suddenly burst into applause, whether it was a wonderful duel, or Han Xiao finally took action to help his opponent avoid serious injury, it was worthy of everyone's applause.

Therefore, everyone should not be stingy with their applause.

Han Xiao held Zhuo Fan's body and smiled faintly at him: "Master Zhuo, I'm offended." ”

At this time, Zhuo Fan's body was still trembling violently, but his consciousness had recovered a little from the paralysis.

"Multi-...... Thank you, Mr. Han. Zhuo Fan bowed to Han Xiao, just now in mid-air, his flying sword lost control, if it fell directly from the sky, he was afraid that he would have to break a leg if he didn't die.

"Ashamed, ashamed. Han Xiao saw that he had recovered a little, scratched his head, and said with a smile: "Master Zhuo is too strong, I also have to make this move, offended." ”

"It's Zhuo's skills that are not as good as others. Zhuo Fan waved his hand, looked at Han Xiao for a long time, and finally asked, "Master Han just took my palm and seven Xuan palms, and there was nothing wrong at all?"

"Not really. Han Xiao made a chest expansion movement, and said with a smile: "I feel that my back is still very painful! Ah, it hurts! It hurts me!"

The corners of Zhuo Fan's mouth twitched slightly, this guy began to pretend again!

"Hey! Zhuo is willing to bow down. Zhuo Fan sighed lightly, stretched out his hand to recall his sword, bowed his hand towards Han Xiao, and immediately jumped off the high platform.

In this battle, Zhuo Fan stopped in the top five, but Han Xiao successfully advanced to the top three!

In the entire Xuanling Continent, among the ten thousand sects, such a teenage hairy boy has won the top three results, which can be described as a peerless genius once in a thousand years.

"Hoo ......"

Meng Fei was relieved to see that the two of them were all right, but he just stared at Han Xiao for a long time, and wondered in his heart: Could it be that the fourth brother still cultivates any body refining exercises?

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