Ye Hao's figure turned into many Ye Hao under the reflection of these crystal water pieces.

"What kind of knife is this?"

The emotions in the eyes of many temple disciples were extremely complicated.

The reason why Han Baichuan's knife was difficult to defend against was because he was completely invisible, and it was almost impossible to feel where he was in the dust, and now there were many Ye Hao, which also made it impossible to determine which was Ye Hao's figure.

It's air-to-air, and cover-to-cover.

And they could all feel that the knife that Ye Hao used still didn't need to consume too much spirit yuan, at least it was much less labor-saving than Han Baichuan's knife.

Han Baichuan stopped.

He couldn't perceive Ye Hao's specific position.

This knife-style change was enough for him to condense into thousands of dust knives at this time, surging through all Ye Hao's figures in front of him in a storm, but he had a strong premonition that if he did that, it would only cost a lot of spirit yuan in vain.

The violent vibration of vitality disappeared abruptly.

All the pillars of dust collapsed as if they had lost their lives, and rushed down like waves of water on the ground.

His figure appeared in the dust waves.

Almost at the same time, all the glittering water light opposite him also turned into water droplets falling.

Ye Hao's true figure also appeared.

The two were facing each other with knives, and it seemed that nothing had happened.

"Being able to integrate the shadow clone and the water mirror technique into the knife technique, I really don't know what to use to describe him. In the shadows, Night Ghost's voice rang out, "This is the real peerless endowment." ”

"You're in luck. ”

Han Baichuan looked at Ye Hao indifferently, and said loudly: "Since you boast that you know everything about our Han family's "Overlord Sword Breaking Army Chop", I want to see how you break the knife below!"

At the same time as his voice sounded, all the crimson colors that filled his eyes faded in an instant, and at the same time, his left hand suddenly gave birth to a fierce sword aura, and then a thick stream of crimson smoke gushed out!

A strong sense of dryness appeared in the valley, obviously there was no temperature higher than the air, but at the same time that all the crimson color in Han Baichuan's eyes faded, all the humidity in the air in front of Ye Hao suddenly disappeared.

From the beginning of directly challenging Fang He, Ye Hao's face had been calm to the point of being close to indifference, with a certain completely unreasonable domineering, but feeling this strange strong dry meaning, Ye Hao's brows suddenly furrowed tightly, and he retreated as fast as he could.

The soles of his shoes sounded like a wailing sound, and his figure shot backwards like electricity, but this still couldn't keep up with the speed at which the thick crimson smoke on Han Baichuan's left hand condensed!

There was no sound, and an aura of terror had reached him.

Ye Hao's lips were pursed like threads, and the light on the long black knife in his hand suddenly shone brightly, and there seemed to be no drastic movement, but several traces of dark cyan blade had already lit up on his chest.

With a bang, the dark cyan blade instantly exploded and disappeared.

Where the blade disappeared, a cloud of crimson flame exploded.

The faint cyan blade flashed in front of Ye Hao's body, faster than the occasional meteor in the night sky, but it disappeared in an instant, and then the same crimson flame appeared.

Ye Hao's body kept flying backwards, his figure vibrated strangely, and the crimson flames in front of him were like huge peach blossoms.

Most of the breathing in the valley had completely stopped, and even the proudest quicksand's face had become cold, and a look of real shock began to flash in his eyes.

"What kind of knife is this?"

She asked the Eastern Emperor beside her.

Even she hadn't seen it, and she didn't even understand Han Baichuan's knife at this time.

It's a knife, not a knife type.

The thick crimson smoke rising from Han Baichuan's left hand was a collection of countless fine dust in her perception, these fine dust were completely different from the earth energy that the cultivator contained in his body, extremely heavy, and extremely dry, instantly absorbing the water vapor in the surrounding air, and then these fine crimson dust condensed into a crimson shadow, faint and invisible, but it was still a real knife.

Countless fine dust condensed into a knife in Han Baichuan's hands, and fell in front of Ye Hao like a flying knife.

This is like a powerful cultivator's life weapon and flying sword, but whether it is the way the dust is condensed and the strange aura, it is very different from the life weapon of a cultivator. With Han Baichuan's cultivation that had just stepped into the four realms, it was impossible for him to touch the realm of his natal life.

Donghuang's brows also furrowed deeply.

He stared at the crimson peach blossoms that were constantly blooming in front of Ye Hao with a heavy face, and said solemnly: "This is Gu Blood Cies."

Quicksand repeated expressionlessly: "Gu blood caries"

The Eastern Emperor didn't turn his head to look at her, and explained: "The Gu Blood Blade is the cultivation method of the Southern Xinjiang Witch Gu Sect, the cultivator feeds the Gu worms with his own blood, and manipulates the Gu worms through the spirit in the bloodline, which can form a blood blade between tangible and intangible, natal and non-natal, this method is the secret technique of the Witch Gu Sect, and it is not spread out, because feeding Gu worms for a long time is not good for the practitioner's body, so there are only a few classical records. ”

Quicksand suddenly sneered: "It turns out that it is not a means to imitate the natal life, raising Gu is based on the body, and if you don't pay attention to it, you will be counterattacked, just like walking on a knife edge and walking on thin ice...... No wonder this Han Baichuan's temperament is becoming more and more cold-blooded and brutal. ”

Listening to her words full of sarcasm and disdain, Donghuang shook his head and said, "Too fast." ”

He was one of the twelve knights of the temple, and he was the top master of the Six Realms, so he naturally had a clearer judgment of the speed of the sword than everyone else present here.

This kind of Gu Blood Blade is neither a life weapon nor a flying sword, but it at least has an attack method similar to that of a natal flying sword, even if you look at the sword momentum at this moment, this Gu Blood Blade is only the straightest attack method, but compared to any cultivator under the Five Realms, this speed is already too fast.

In the world of cultivators, it is generally accepted that the cultivators of the Four Realms cannot deal with the life weapon of the cultivators of the Five Realms alone, even if the life weapon is still very poorly mastered.

This speed is much faster than what the cultivator's hand moves, and it is impossible to defeat it unless several cultivators under the four realms join forces.

"If you win too much in one place, you win everywhere. ”

Ma Dongxia's horse slashing technique is known for being fast, and when she saw Han Baichuan's knife, she also thought that she was better than herself, and she really couldn't think of any other way to deal with Ye Hao, who was only slightly faster than herself.

At this time, Han Baichuan had completely put down the bright red overlord knife in his right hand, and let the knife fall to the ground beside him.