In Liucheng, before the morning sun appeared, the moonlight began to dim, but the night gradually faded, and what came was not a dark and boundless black, but a kind of white haze, foggy, and autumn.

It's just that this autumn fog comes quickly, gathers suddenly, and goes quickly, and when people get up, they must not be able to see this fog.

"Hmm!"

But someone has begun to wake up.

In the ancestral hall of the Han family, a woman opened her eyes in a daze, she was really tired last night, and she fell asleep with the spiritual seat in her arms in her arms for some time.

She shook her head vigorously to sober herself up, then opened her eyes and smiled. Luckily, it was still early in the day, and she didn't oversleep.

But she also had to leave, if she waited, it would not be good to be seen by the people of the Han family.

With this in mind, she was ready to get up and put the spiritual seat back in her arms. But when she turned her head, she suddenly noticed that there was a face beside her, the face of a man smiling at her.

"Wake up!"

The man looked at her, and said to her with a smile on his face, without anger or joy, but just plainly, and said that he was awake, just like an early morning greeting between acquaintances, casual and polite.

Who else could this be? Naturally, it was Han Yi.

For a moment, her mind was buzzing, she didn't expect that she had slept so deadly, and no one came close to her without noticing. No, it's not that you didn't find it, but the person in front of you has the ability not to be discovered by yourself.

The next moment, the sound suddenly sounded, and a figure flew upside down and retreated from the house, holding a spiritual position in her arms, but it was not a talented woman.

"Who are you?" Then, the woman's figure also came out of it, but she didn't know Han Yi's identity, and asked vigilantly.

"You have come to my Han family five times and again, and now you are throwing my Han family's spiritual seat, and you are still asking who I am?" Han Yi's voice sounded, saying angry words, but he was not angry, but he shook his head helplessly.

"It's okay, it's not bad!" Han Yi looked at the spiritual position in his hand and said with peace of mind.

When the woman heard this, her body also trembled suddenly, and she was a little anxious, and she actually smashed the spiritual position she was holding in her arms at the other party, and now that she thinks about it, she also begins to regret it. However, Han Yi's words made her feel at ease, but now that the fog was surrounding, Han Yi looked down on all this.

"I'll take a look, huh, Han Chengzhi's ......"

"Give it back to me!" Before Han Yi's words were finished, the woman suddenly became angry and grabbed towards Han Yi's figure. But, naturally, it was a blank catch.

"Give it back to you?" Han Yi saw the black shadow running towards him, dodged sideways, and his mouth was full of doubts, "You just threw it to me, and now you want me to give it back to you?"

"Besides, this was originally my Han family's spiritual position, how can I return it to you?" Fang Cai's tone still had a hint of banter, but the next sentence suddenly had some anger, and the killing intent began to emanate from Han Yi's body, and together with the mist, shrouded the surroundings, "Who are you?"

Originally, the suspicion in Han Yi's heart was overturned in an instant, because he saw that the woman opposite was actually a pair of red pupils, even though the fog was filled, those red eyes were still shining through the mist, releasing a crimson mang.

Long ears are demons, red eyes are demons!

The Han family seems to have never intersected with the demon race. In a moment, Han Yi's mind had reviewed all the memories, and he couldn't remember which demon clan had crossed paths with the Han family.

"You're not a god?"

"Han family!"

The two of them spoke almost at the same time, each with surprise and anger, if they were ordinary people, they felt the coercion emanating from Han Yi's body, they were already so frightened that they couldn't speak, and the woman was not only unaffected at all, but the next moment, there was also a faint aura on her body - anger and killing intent.

With a whoosh, the woman's figure suddenly disappeared in place, and when it reappeared, it suddenly met Han Yi's pupils. The palm of his hand rapidly enlarged in Han Yi's eyes, surrounded by spiritual power, and thrust towards Han Yi's chest.

"Anyone with the surname Han is going to die!"

Suddenly, the voice remembered that in his ears, Han Yi's clothes were blown by the strong wind brought by the spiritual power around him, but Han Yi's face did not change, but his eyes darkened, and he threw the spiritual seat in his hand into the air, holding the sword in his left hand, and grabbing it forward with his right hand, grabbing the woman's wrist in his hand and holding it firmly.

The woman obviously didn't expect Han Yi's skills to be even more powerful than she imagined, but she was also very human, and immediately raised her legs and kicked towards Han Yi's lower plate, trying to force Han Yi to retreat.

Han Yi rolled over on his side, dodged this kick, and in the air, Han Cheng's spiritual position, which was falling, was kicked by Han Yishun with a volley, and flew towards the ancestral hall.

The woman's wrist was still grasped by Han Yi's hand, and when she saw Han Yi's movements, she hurriedly looked towards the spirit position, and when she saw that the spirit position was fine, she breathed a long sigh of relief and put her mind at ease. In a hurry, it was another kick, and it turned out to be a backward kick to the chest. Han Yi's body was still in the air, and he had nowhere to borrow his strength, so he had to raise his sword with his left hand to block it.

Bang!

The two bodies fell from the air, although Han Yi was not kicked, but he had to let go of the woman's hand and retreated, the woman was also hit by the scabbard, holding her lower abdomen and retreating in the opposite direction for several steps, suddenly pulling away from Han Yi.

"Nails?" Han Yi frowned slightly, looking at a tear on the clothes on his chest, the woman's nails were two points longer than those left by ordinary people, but she didn't expect them to become her blades, but fortunately, it didn't hurt Han Yi.

"Heh!" Han Yi smiled, raised his head, and before the sword in his left hand could be touched, he suddenly came out of his body, pointed at the woman in the air, and shot out with a whoosh.

This is a sword that Han Yi asked Wang Hu to find someone to forge for himself, after the incident of the Sky Wolf Gang, Han Yi also felt that it was not a long-term solution to use the ice sword all the time, first, it was too consuming spiritual power, and second, the texture of the ice sword was too brittle. If you are an ordinary person, you will be fine, but if you meet a master, it will not be appropriate.

Although this sword is not a good sword, it is much more durable compared to the ice sword. However, since Han Yi got this sword, he has never tried it, how far has he reached?

After learning that the other party was not very human, Han Yi's eyes also began to become sharp, and the spiritual power followed the thoughts in his heart and ran around his body, and the person did not move, and the sword went first.

A sword is already a killer move!

The woman was still thinking about how to strike again, but she didn't expect Han Yi to strike first, and in an instant, the flying sword body had already reached the front door. Her head buzzed, and she reacted quickly, her red eyes suddenly lit up, her pupils contracted violently, condensed into points, but her attention was not on the flying sword, but on looking for Han Yi's figure.

Because, Han Yi flew with the sword body, and he had disappeared in place......