The wind and rain are blowing, and the blood is stained. The weather in the secret realm is very unpredictable, and the gray sky unconsciously raises dense and huge raindrops, and the converging water washes the blood stains on the ground, but it still can't dilute the strong smell of blood.

Swords and swords and shadows are intertwined, and as time moves, people continue to fall, life and death fight, and a trance is the passing of a life.

This group of black-clothed people was originally cultivated as a killing machine, geniuses are not the same as the strong, under the suppression of the realm, coupled with rich killing skills, this group of fledgling geniuses could not block the fierce attack of the black-clothed people at all, and the scene gradually tilted.

The two black shadows struck, avoiding the sweeping heavy sword, the sharp long sword sank into Shi Lei's chest, blood spilled, this honest young man lost all his strength, and slowly fell into the rain.

Seeing the fall of his companions, Zuo Yan danced the heavy sword frantically, the overlapping sword shadows forced the three of them back with great strength, and the burly bodies stepped out one after another, and under the momentum of climbing, the heavy sword carried the power of a thousand jun and smashed down again and again, and the three black-clothed people vomited blood and kept retreating, avoiding this invincible edge.

However, his strength was weak, and he saw a long sword penetrating from his back, his face was hideous, his body quickly retreated, and the three-foot Qingfeng all passed through his body, hitting the man in black, his elbow arm exerted force, and he smashed it backwards, and his elbow hit the head of the man in black, and the huge force directly blasted it away, and the force shook the long sword in his body, held it with his backhand, and threw it towards the man in black who flew down.

Decisive and resolute, there was no hesitation in this process, and even the man in black who sneaked up on him did not react, this kind of ruthlessness is not something that ordinary teenagers can do.

Seeing that Zuo Yan's stacked sword momentum was interrupted, the pressure of the three of them suddenly came together, taking advantage of his respite, they leaped forward, the two blocked Zuo Yan's actions, and the other person's long sword continued to swim on his body, and blood and rain were sprinkled to the fullest.

The black and white figures staggered, the dark blue sword light bloomed, and the two men in black fell to the ground in disbelief, losing their breath.

Mu Yunyu gasped slightly, her white dress was soaked with eye-catching blood, she couldn't tell whose blood it was, her state was not good, the price she and Qin Xiaoyu paid in the battle yesterday was far from being as simple as it seemed, and the damage caused by the forcible superposition and control of the domain could not be recovered overnight.

Her figure retreated, her long sword swung away from the attack that attacked Qin Xiaoyu, slashed the other party back with a sword, and asked softly, "How?"

"Not very good!" Qin Xiaoyu picked up the sword light and slashed back the enemy in front of her, her body drifted back and leaned against Mu Yunyu, the fatigue of her body and mind made it difficult for her to concentrate, it was not easy to hold on for so long, and said helplessly: "Do you still have the ability to turn the tide once?"

Mu Yunyu shook his head slightly, the battle between Ming Yixin and Yun Qinghe had gradually come to an end, and the geniuses she brought were only Ming Yitian and Zhang Qing, who were struggling to persevere, and her own side was in a slightly better situation, but it all relied on the support of Dao Tianjun and Han Xiao.

The Amami Mu clan, a cursed family. Looking at Mu Yunyu's bitter color, Qin Xiaoyu seemed to understand her concerns, just a few days of contact, she and Mu Yunyu had a good tacit understanding, maybe because they were the same kind of people.

"Twilight Hanxiao, if you don't make a move, we'll all die here!"

Qin Xiaoyu's voice sounded in everyone's ears, and they saw Han Xiao slashing back the black-clothed people who surrounded him with a sword, his figure falling, and he stood silently in front of several people.

"Imperial Maiden, that's it!"

Yun Qinghe picked off the long sword in Ming Yixin's hand, and the brilliant sword light bloomed countless blood flowers on her body. Ming Yixin twisted her body with difficulty, avoiding her heart, the cold long sword pierced through her chest, accompanied by the quiet sword light, her body fell to the side fiercely, staggered to stabilize her body, her body was weak, and she was half-kneeling on the ground.

"Sister Xin!"

Ming Yitian and Zhang Qing gave up their opponents, leaped over, and intercepted Yun Qinghe's attack with all their might, and after a short exchange, the figures of the two retreated again and again, barely blocking them.

Yun Qinghe gave up the attack, retreated, and the men in black under his command also returned to his side, fifteen men in black stood neatly with bloody swords, the rain washed the blood stains on their bodies, but they couldn't dilute the thick killing intent.

Everyone began to retreat, leaving an open space for Han Xiao, only to see a wry smile on his face, slowly stepped forward, stared at Qin Xiaoyu and said, "Can I trust you?"

Qin Xiaoyu nodded with a smile and said solemnly: "Of course, we are partners in life and death!"

"Life and death partners?" Han Xiao took the last step and walked completely in front of everyone, her white clothes fluttering gently with the wind and rain, and her unruly face always carried a sense of calmness and confidence.

"Second son, please advise!"

Han Xiao lightly pulled the ancient sword in his hand, pointed back, and the breath of silence suddenly rose, the cold wind gradually quieted, the rain fell slowly, and the surroundings fell into a depression.

What a familiar scene! Yun Qinghe sighed in his heart, then this time look at how you can turn the tide, his eyes fell on Han Xiao, and said coldly: "Kill with all your might!"

Fifteen black-clothed men shot at the same time, and the cold blades pierced through the rain curtain, arriving from all directions, perfectly blocking Han Xiao's movements.

"With a sword, this is the most unwise choice for you!"

Looking at the sky with a deep gaze, the condensed sword intent turned into substance, mercilessly intertwined beside him, and the raindrops within the range were infinitely divided.

The man in black clenched the trembling long sword in his hand, felt the substantial sword intent, and avoided it one after another, only to feel countless wounds split from his body.

Although the man in black was a little shocked, it did not affect their actions, stirring up the spiritual power around them, and a powerful momentum rose up, wanting to resist this terrifying sword intent.

The ancient sword was pulled, and the quiet sword light accompanied the white figure through the rain, bypassing the long sword close to him, and passing over the body of the man in black, the cold ancient sword dangled between the necks of the two.

"Bell!"

The ancient sword slashed at a person's sword, and his body took off into the air with the help of his strength, flying back and leaning back, and a sword swinged, accompanied by Dao Dao blood to the ground.

Facing the black-clothed man who attacked and killed, Han Xiao lifted the long sword, his body swooped over, and the dancing ancient sword picked off all the sharp blades near his body, and with a movement of his wrist, the sword light swept across.

"Silence!"

The sword light carried the intent of silence to penetrate everyone's defenses, and the long sword broke in response, and everyone's bodies were stunned, and extremely thin sword marks cracked from their waists, and they fell to the ground one after another.

In a short period of time, only two people were left in the group of blacks, and this devastating attack completely refreshed everyone's worldview.

"This is too terrifying, isn't it!" Ming Yitian looked at this scene in shock, and he crossed the level and slashed, and it was actually in the snap of his fingers.

Ming Yixin's face was a little embarrassed, is this the strength of the Tianwu Academy? Why is it so strong! She carefully felt the spiritual power that Han Xiao burst out, and it was actually not weaker than her opponent at all, how could this be possible!

Qin Xiaoyu's face showed a meaningful smile, this was the most troublesome genius in the Qiandu family, a natural swordsman.

Han Xiao collided with the last two men in black, and under the staggered sword shadows, the rain splashed, and the cold light was pressing.

The man in black who can be the leader of the team is one level higher than the other men in black in terms of experience and strength, and the two of them cooperate very tacitly, forcing Han Xiao to constantly defend.

Isn't it really enough? Han Xiao pulled the ancient sword and swung away the long sword that was attacking directly, turned sideways to avoid the attack of the other person, jumped up, glanced at the person behind him, and sighed softly, life and death partners! This feeling is really unpleasant.

He has always faced everything alone, until he met Feng Jian Fei, a boy as simple as Han Yu who put life and death in his own hands, very stupid! And now if he wants to hand over his life and death to this group of temporary partners, is it okay? At least Feng Jianfei is still here, this fool will definitely not let his eldest brother down.

The ten acupuncture points rose together, the spiritual source was opened, the ethereal ancient sword resonated with the spiritual power around the body, and the huge spiritual power mixed with the intent of annihilation spread, and the entire earth was shrouded in an extremely strong sword intent.

Han Xiao's figure skipped by, and the ancient sword in his right hand forced one person to retreat again and again, and a sword slashed down, and a blood mark split from his chest, although it was not fatal, but it disrupted the rhythm of the two.

The condensed sword intent in his left hand turned into substance, like a tangible long sword blocking another person's attack, the double sword danced, picking off the long sword in his hand, and the ancient sword disappeared into his chest with a faint cold light.

Han Xiao didn't turn around, just waved his hand lightly, and the attacking long sword stopped an inch away from his vest, and several condensed long swords sank into the body of the man in black from behind.

Yun Qinghe's pupils contracted, the domain around him, the sword intent lingered, where the meaning is, where the sword reaches, this is the domain that belongs to the swordsman, it is really a demon!

Han Xiao raised his sword and turned around, his eyes fell on Yun Qinghe, and he smiled: "I wonder if the second son can personally advise now?"

"Han Xiao, your talent for kendo is really enviable!" Yun Qinghe's words said what everyone wanted, he held the ancient sword, slowly stepped forward, the cold wind stirred the thin green clothes, and the faint spiritual power lingered all over the body, and he stepped into the sword domain without hesitation.

The domain of ten zhang, this is the limit of Han Xiao's control of the ethereal ancient sword, the initial sword domain has nothing but the ubiquitous sword intent of silence, with the blessing of the sword domain, everything in the domain of ten zhang can be a sword.

Feng Jian Fei looked at Han Xiao's back, in his eyes, with Han Xiao as the center, there was a gray and white within ten zhang, and endless loneliness filled the surroundings, and the power of silence turned into a silk thread in the sky to cut this small piece of space, as if it could cut off all things in heaven and earth at any time with the will of the swordsman.

The sword domain of the beginning of the formation is flowing with surging sword intent, and the loneliness has no effect on Han Xiao's heart, his figure is still so confident and eye-catching, Feng Jianfei somewhat understands that there is a heart that is unparalleled in the world in this unruly form.

With a peerless heart, the sword inherits the meaning of extinction and defeats the enemy of the world.

He seems to have some understanding, and the fit between his heart and mind gradually deepens unconsciously, and sure enough, he is still far behind!

Qin Xiaoyu and Mu Yunyu's gaze skimmed over Feng Jian Fei at the same time, in terms of understanding, Feng Jian Fei is not much worse than them, but he is congenitally too far behind everyone, and it is too difficult to cross this gap.

"How?"

Listening to Qin Xiaoyu's inquiry, a figure appeared in Mu Yunyu's mind, the same person and one sword, alone blocking thousands of troops, but the bland sword made the heaven and earth lose color, cut off the enemies of all directions, and said softly: "Very good! But compared to that senior, he still has a long way to go!"