"Huh!-"

The yin wind gusted, the ghost cried wolf, and the skeleton phantom behind the leader of Tsing Yi rose up and rushed towards Han Xiao, with a huge momentum and black smoke rising everywhere, as if the end was coming. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The leader of the green clothes had already urged all his strength, and after issuing this move, the green tendons all over his body burst out, his pupils were dilated, and the black qi on his face floated, as if he was about to lose his breath at any time.

"Stinky boy, I can't live, and you don't want to leave here alive!" The leader of Tsing Yi was desperately supporting, and the terrifying yin qi had begun to backfire, and his face began to become shriveled, rotten, and hideous.

"Seeing you working so hard, I really can't bear to tell you that the evil spirit is ineffective for me. A playful smile flashed in Han Xiao's eyes, and he heard the dragon chant explode in the void, red rays emerged, and a ten-zhang dragon shadow levitated from behind Han Xiao.

The phantom of the divine dragon, with a big mouth, rolling dragon might, smoothing out all the yin qi, the skull phantom that the leader of Tsing Yi broke out regardless of the backlash, just like the melting of ice and snow, disappearing invisibly.

"No!"

A heart-rending scream resounded through the clouds, and as the power of yin and evil erupted in the air, a violent wind of yin qi was rolled upside down, directly tearing the leader of Tsing Yi to pieces.

"Whew!—"

"Huh!-"

The yin spirits and demons controlled by the leader of Tsing Yi lost their restraint power, and immediately fled in all directions, Han Xiao naturally did not let go of these yin spirits, and with a big move, the raging flames rose up, filling the surrounding area of hundreds of zhang and burning everything!

Roar!――

The sound of ghosts crying and wolf howls was endless, and after half a cup of tea, Han Xiao took back those flames, and they were all scorched in a radius of 100 zhang.

"If you meet me, you're unlucky. Han Xiao raised his eyebrows, put away the silence, took out the broken sword again, and looked at it carefully.

Just now, when he was fighting with the demons of the Dark God Sect, Han Xiao inadvertently injected a trace of Yuan Force into it, and as a result, some of the rust on the blade of the sword actually fell off.

At this moment, the battle was over, and Han Xiao naturally couldn't wait to confirm it.

He put the remnant sword in front of his eyes, only to see that the rusty sword surface actually overflowed with a trace of cold light, Han Xiao's right hand shook, and once again injected a wisp of Yuan Force, and the rust on it slipped off one after another.

After a moment, a cold-lit sword stood out, and the surface of the sword rippled with blue waves, as if draped in a layer of water.

The cold is pressing, and the edge is exposed!

It's a pity that it's a broken sword.

Han Xiao was taken aback and muttered: "What a peerless divine weapon, it has always been regarded as a tattered before, but I didn't expect it to let me pick it up." But what's your name?"

Raising the long sword and looking at it, facing the sun, I saw several ancient seals engraved on it: Xinghan Sword.

Holding it in his hand, Han Xiao felt that the sword vibrated endlessly, as if it was about to come out of his hand. So he simply let go, only to see that the sword was hanging in the air out of thin air, and the sword body was swaying with layers of obvious water lines, and it seemed to be extremely excited. Under the sunlight, it is extremely beautiful.

"Star Chill. Han Xiao gently stroked the blade of the sword, a broken sword, there was actually such a spirituality, it can be seen that this sword was once such a powerful peerless divine weapon.

As if in response to Han Xiao's call, the water pattern on the body of the Xinghan Sword flashed, and Han Xiao's heart moved, holding it in his hand, and a feeling of blood connection arose.

"Spirit Sword Choose, no matter what, at least your vision is quite good. ”

Han Xiao raised his eyebrows, controlled the Xinghan Sword with his divine sense, hung it in front of him, and then stepped forward.

Surprisingly, the sword body only sank slightly, and it was completely controlled by Han Xiao, and it was extremely flexible when it was controlled.

"Haha, this sword is just like it was tailor-made for me! If this sword can be repaired in the future, one burns silence, one star cold, one ice and one fire, and it will be so enjoyable to dominate the world and the world!" Han Xiao was full of pride in his chest, and the sword soared into the air, stepping on the flying sword, and shooting straight into the distance......

Although this Xinghan Sword is full of aura, it is only a remnant sword after all, and its flight speed is still half a point slower than that of the Burning Silence Sword. However, Han Xiao didn't care about this time, he searched around with a flying sword, and finally found a city a hundred miles away.

Luck counted, as expected, a "teleportation altar" was found in the city, and Han Xiao continued to embark on an unknown journey without stopping.

After five more teleportations, Han Xiao finally encountered the first outpost of the Burning Yin Sect.

From a distance, Han Xiao saw that the surroundings of the teleportation altar were heavily guarded, and dozens of black-clothed swordsmen stood on both sides, all of them were on full alert, strictly checked, and the monks who came and went were all trembling, as if walking on thin ice.

Han Xiao knew that the critical moment had finally come, so he suddenly turned around, walked into a laneway on the right, and quickly changed into a black suit.

This outfit was carefully imitated by him, and a delicate flame was also embroidered on its chest. Han Xiao carefully prepared it, took out Jin Jiannan's customs clearance password and verified it again, then took out the waist card and hung it on his waist casually.

Everything was in order, Han Xiao took a deep breath, and then strode out of the alley and towards the teleportation altar.

At this moment, seven men in black walked by, among whom was a thin young man.

Han Xiao's eyes were sharp, and he immediately found that the detained person was very familiar. That young man was Qin Yan!

Han Xiao's heart was as careful as a needle, and he accidentally found that Qin Yan was not afraid at all, but instead exchanged a look with the man in black who was "betting" him.

Han Xiao's heart moved, and he immediately guessed a rough idea, it seemed that there was more than one person who dared to pretend to be a disciple of the Fire God Sect!

At this time, I saw them running to the "teleportation altar" again, and they were actually on the same road as themselves. Han Xiao remained silent, just quietly followed behind them, anyway, he was dressed up now, but he was afraid that Qin Yan might not recognize him.

Coming to the teleportation platform, the black-clothed man holding Qin Yan held up a waist card, and after a little luck, the waist card immediately flashed with red fire. The man said in a loud voice, "Blazing Sun Temple Jiang Wu, I'm going to the Purple Moon." Vowed to kill all the six evil sects and raise the divine power of our Holy Sect. Please let me go!"

Han Xiao raised his eyebrows, and he could already hear that in these few words, there was already a customs clearance code in them.

Among the black-clothed people guarding the pass, a tall figure walked out, pointed at Qin Yan and asked, "Who is this?"

The black-clothed man holding Qin Yan said with a serious face: "He is a prisoner named by King Wuji, and I was ordered to bring him back to the main altar." ”

"I see. The tall guard looked at the other men in black and saw that there was no problem, so he nodded and waved his hand to indicate that he could let go.

The seven black-clothed men immediately carried Qin Yan and walked quickly into the teleportation array. Han Xiao found that Qin Yan's legs were already shaking violently, and he was about to be scared to pee when he touched it.

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