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"Lawlessness, this is really lawlessness, how dare you nail a person from Baojian Mountain like this, this is destined to not end well, I hope Baojian Mountain will not be angry with me."

The disciples at the scene were pale, their teeth were chattering slightly, they were scared at the moment, they were really afraid, Yang Han had caused a monstrous disaster, you must know that it was Bao Qing'er's maid.

Yang Han's face was joyless and sad, his eyes were even more gray without any emotion, as if it was not a person who had just been nailed, but an ant, his right hand was spitting out vigorously, grabbing forward, the blood-patterned sword trembled lightly, and returned to his hand again with a bang.

"Bao Qing'er, take care of your dog, you will be robbed if you come out to bark."

Yang Han stroked the Blood Pattern Sword and carried it on his back again, his body never moving half a step.

"Okay, it's really good, Yang Han, Master Yang Shaomen, I underestimate you."

Bao Qing'er slowly stood up from the seat, her graceful figure, her skin like a treasure jade, and three thousand green silks sprinkled down, which was beautiful and made her heart tremble.

Her whole body overflowed with a brilliant sword light, inextricably linked, and finally turned into a small snow-white sword with a condensed handle wandering around her body like a fish, and the void around her body was actually spreading spider web-like sword patterns, imprisoning one side, terrifying. The latest chapter of Hei Yan Pavilion has been uploaded

"Senior Sister Qing'er, why do you need to do this kind of goods? Kill him, that is to defile your hands, or let us come and let him know that the majesty of the Sword Mountain is not to be desecrated.

A young man spoke indifferently and also stood up from the seat next to him, extremely handsome and with an astonishing bearing.

"You're in such a hurry to die? Don't worry, when I've cleaned up the moths in the sect, it'll be your turn. ”

Yang Han said lightly, and then drew the blood pattern sword again, the sword qi was agitated, and it rotated against the hard ground, hulala, and the square was immediately cut by Yang Han A circular ravine, and then his feet shook violently.

"Boom."

The thick stones in the circular ravine were raised by the tremendous force, and soon a simple stone platform was formed.

Yang Han jumped into the round stone platform, and then raised his eyes to look around, confident and domineering: "The elder said that I am addicted to wine, do not want to forge ahead, and abandon the way of the sword, so it is abandoned, very good, today I Yang Han set up a life and death platform here, all the disciples, if anyone can defeat me, the position of the master of the young sect, I will give it up." ”

Speaking of this, Yang Leng smiled indifferently: "Maybe you can go up together, I'll let you see today, even if Lao Tzu is addicted to wine all day long, his achievements and combat power are ten times more powerful than your gang of wastes." ”

"Those who are not convinced, although they come to fight, life and death are fate, wealth is in the sky, as long as I have a defeat, I will immediately give the head to apologize, and take the position of the young master."

"Great Elder, do you dare to agree to this condition?"

Yang Han's eyes were firmly fixed on the Great Elder.

A strange light flashed in the depths of the Great Elder's pupils, and then he waved his big hand: "That's right, who can defeat Yang Han, grant a third-level sword technique, reward a thousand Yuan Stones, one Zhuji Dan, and one Spirit Sword." ”

"Wow."

Hear such a great reward. The disciples at the scene were all crazy, one by one, as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, their eyes instantly turned red, and they stared at Yang Han who was covered in blood.

If Yang Han hadn't been injured before, they might have been afraid of one or two, but now, seeing that his face was pale and his blood and qi were exhausted, it was obvious that he was seriously injured by the combined momentum of the elders.

"I'll come first."

A young disciple stood up from the ground, and then couldn't wait to jump onto the life and death platform.

"Disciple Lin Feng has seen the young master, the sword has no eyes, I hope I can point to the end, don't hurt the friendship of the same family."

Yang Han smiled dumbly and shook his head: "Until the point?" This is the platform of life and death, and if it comes up, you must be prepared to die. ”

"In that case, offended."

Lin Feng's face was gloomy, and he directly drew out the matching sword, and the cultivation in the late stage of qi gathering exploded, and the whole person was like a fierce beast waking up, and a circle of violent atmosphere shook out from his body, surging like a tide.

This strength is very strong, at least among the disciples of the Sword Yuan Sect, it is no wonder that he dares to be the first to jump on the stage of life and death, and if he wants to defeat Yang Han and obtain a huge reward, he is indeed confident.

And the many disciples in the audience, seeing this powerful combat power, couldn't help but have their eyes flickering again and again.

"Fight."

Lin Feng stabbed out with a sword, the sword qi turned into a dazzling shock, the sword light soared into the sky, the sword in his hand was divided into three in the high-speed movement, two illusory lightsabers, swirling around the main sword in the middle, and quickly spun up, turning into two storm dragons, roaring and rushing towards Yang Han, murderous and awe-inspiring.

Yang Han calmly watched the storm dragon rush towards him, and then slowly stretched out his right hand, and his muscles began to squirm layer by layer, condensing into pieces of flesh-colored scales.

The flesh-colored scales densely covered Yang Han's right hand, like dragon scales growing, the scales were stacked one after another, and when they stretched slightly, they were like breathing, and they were spitting out a rich sword qi, which swirled around the fingertips, filled with a terrifying explosive force.

"Ding."

A metal tremble resounded through the audience, piercing through the golden cracked stones, tearing through the sky, and almost tearing the eardrums of countless people.

The crowd looked up and saw a scene that made them extremely frightened.

The Light and Shadow Sword that turned into the Storm Dragon was pinched by Yang Han's two fingers at this moment, as powerful as Lin Feng's full force, and now it was actually tightly clamped by Yang Han with two fingers, and he couldn't move half a step no matter how hard Lin Feng desperately impacted.

With two fingers, he clamped the full strength of the sword in the late stage of qi gathering, which was like talking about the sky and the night, they knew that Yang Han was very strong, but it was completely beyond everyone's expectations when he was so strong, you must know that the other party was still seriously injured.

Looking at Lin Feng's face, which was flushed from exerting all his strength, the corners of Yang Han's mouth rose slightly, revealing a wicked smile: "You can't even compare to my two fingers, and you still want to kill me to receive a reward?" You're really too weak, and although the treasure is good, you also have to have a life to enjoy it. ”

After saying that, Yang Han's two fingers pinched hard, and with a ding, the sword in Lin Feng's hand was suddenly pinched and broken and turned into two, and then he shook his big hand, and with a bang, half of the sword tip turned into a flash of lightning and stabbed directly towards Lin Feng, brutally piercing his body's protective strength and deeply piercing into the opponent's throat.

Lin Feng's throat was cut alive, and the white trachea was broken in two, emerging from the wound, swaying in mid-air, and large balls of steaming hot blood spurted out of the broken throat, shooting out a few meters away.

He covered his neck with his hands, trying to stop the bleeding, but it was all in vain, he made a few gurgling sounds, and finally fell to the ground with white eyes, convulsions and death.

"Boom."

Yang Han kicked the corpse on the ground out of the ring, glanced at the big pool of blood on the ground, and was expressionless.

This world is so cruel, if you don't kill people, others will naturally kill you, there is no reason to see, if Yang Han is weak at the moment, then he will die a hundred times worse than Lin Feng, a thousand times, cannibalism is the norm here, everyone is an evil ghost dressed in hypocrisy.

"Next."

Yang Han stood up straight, his eyes swept across the audience, and his bearing was extraordinary.

The wound in his abdomen is still spraying wisps of energy, draining, the amount of energy in the sea of qi has dropped to one-third, there is not much left, and the muscles inside his body are cracked in many places, if it weren't for his body being strong enough to hold on, I'm afraid he would be in danger now.

This battle must be resolved quickly, Yang Han pursed his thin lips, and his gaze became colder and colder.

And many disciples in the audience, seeing Lin Feng's death so miserably, were shocked and frightened one by one, silent, and kept howling in their hearts.

This is what the sect elders call waste?

This is what the sect elders said about drinking and having fun, not thinking of making progress?

This is what the sect elders call the desolate sword path?

To hell with it, if Yang Han is considered a waste, and he is considered to have abandoned the way of the sword, then everyone here will grow up to be a ****, and they are not even as good as waste.

Countless disciples were in a cold sweat, facing Yang Han like a demon king at this moment, none of them was willing to go up, a seriously injured person, and the thousands of disciples in the audience who suppressed were all frightened, and they didn't dare to fight with Ying Feng, what kind of amazing is this?

"He was injured like this, even the barrier of the sea of qi was pierced, and his strength was less than one-twelfth of his strength, what else was there to fear?"

"That's right, if you are a cultivator, you will go to eight or nine, and your qi and blood will decline, even if we grind, we can grind him to death."

"Fame, swordsmanship, Yuan stone, sword, in this battle, as long as he can be defeated, all this will be at your fingertips, this is a great opportunity."

……

Voices suddenly sounded in the crowd, and some people were secretly provoking many disciples, hoping to use their hands to grind Yang Han to death, this method must not be afraid of viciousness, so that Yang Han's eyes were murderous.

"That's right, if you become famous, in this battle, as long as you win Yang Han, then you will soar to the sky from now on, and all of this is worth your life."

Countless disciples were finally provoked again, staring at Yang Han one by one, breathing heavily, and their eyes were scarlet.

"I'll come."

This time it was a woman who stood up from the ground, wearing the same white sword robe, with a graceful figure, long hair falling down, and a very beautiful face.

She jumped up towards the platform of life and death, and slowly took out a bone sword from the storage bag, as soon as this sword came out, the sky immediately cried wolf howl, and wisps of terrifying pulses spread out from the sword, causing ripples in the void, it resonated with the sky, matched with the Dao, and the killing aura was very amazing.

"This, this is a half-spirit sword."

When everyone saw this scene, they were all stunned and showed fanatical looks.

The spirit sword is very precious, there are countless forging materials, and it requires the cultivation of the masters of the Gai Dynasty of the Reincarnation Realm day and night to be able to cultivate spiritual sense, and the entire Sword Yuan Gate, the number of spirit swords is only a few, and they are all in the hands of the twelve elders.

Now seeing that this woman actually took out a half-spirit sword, how can it not be shocking? Even if this sword did not fully reach the spirit level, it was still a hundred times stronger than an ordinary mortal sword.

"The main material of this sword is forged from the two supreme horns of the Great Desolate Bull Beast, which is unusually strong and heavy as a mountain, I got it inadvertently in a mission, today is the first time this sword has fought in the sect, and the young master of the sect is careful."

The woman didn't talk nonsense after speaking, and slashed directly at the top of Yang Han's head.

"Boom."

In an instant, the entire square trembled, as soon as the half-spirit sword came out, the heavens and the earth changed color, and the violent power landslide and tsunami, with the splitting of the bone sword, a huge and incomparably reckless beast phantom came from the void of the nine heavens, and rushed to kill Yang Han.

Yang Han was in big trouble, the half-spirit sword was really terrifying, the breath seemed to be falling from Tianyu, making his movements extremely slow, he could only open his physical strength to the maximum, and his strength was also turned away without reservation.

The power of the flesh was surging, and for a while, the skin of his whole body condensed into golden scales, densely covering his body, with golden brilliance circulating in it, falling down layer by layer, inextricably linked, infinite, so that Yang Han completely turned into a golden humanoid tyrannosaurus.

Cultivating the sword species, as well as the Wuxiang Sword Codex, is Yang Han's biggest hole card, is the art of resurrecting the dead, now the most terrible enemy has not yet appeared, he must not be exposed prematurely, he can only rely on the strength of the flesh and strength, and the opponent in close combat.

He turned into a golden humanoid tyrannosaurus and tore through the atmosphere, shuttling away, his bare hands were hard and half-spirit swords, and every blow was clanging, as if the gods were striking the divine iron, and the fire splashed everywhere, shattering Cangyu.

Under Yang Han's heavy blow, the half-spirit sword trembled violently, as if he felt a great pain, which directly shocked countless people, and it was the first time they had seen a person with a Qi Gathering Realm actually be able to fight the half-spirit sword with his bare hands without dying.

This battle was extremely tragic and difficult.

After dozens of rounds, Yang Han's physical condition is getting worse and worse, most of the muscles in his body have been crushed by the heavy qi, and his whole body hurts as soon as he moves, as if there is a fire burning, and the strength of the sea of qi has also bottomed out, and it is about to dry up, and the situation is very bad.

"Huh."

The bone sword stabbed at Yang Han again, shattering the majestic atmosphere and piercing a pitch-black vacuum.

A look of madness flashed in Yang Han's eyes, and his right hand grabbed at the tip of the sword again, fearless, but now the half-spirit sword was bursting with stabs, not the mortal weapon just now, as a result, as soon as the bone sword was in his hand, it made a loud noise, directly piercing Yang Han's palm, the front and back were transparent, even the finger bones were broken, and the blood rolled down.

"Although the half-spirit sword is strong, as a sword wielder, your strength is too weak, so let me use it."

Ignoring the injury in his palm, Yang Han imprisoned the half-spirit sword, and then turned his left palm into a hand knife and slashed at the woman's head in front of him.

"Poof."

A flash of light flickered, and a beautiful head full of terror flew up, streaked through the sky, and fell to the ground, rumbling and rolling.

The head that fell on the ground, the delicate face was full of distorted color, she glanced at the body that was slowly falling to the ground, her lips moved desperately, she wanted to say something, but she couldn't make a sound, and finally she could only open her eyes wide, and she couldn't bare at death.

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