There was another roar, and the blood-colored Overlord Knife on the ground flew into his hand as if it had grown wings.

A furious aura spread out like a tumbling torrent.

A cracking sound came from the blood-colored broadsword in his hand.

The Overlord Knife swung with a frenzied momentum, and the sword qi rotated wildly like the wind blades on some talismans, turning into a rotating wind.

The fog in the night sky above suddenly became thicker, and the wind gathered the mist, forming a tornado mixed with many water droplets, rushing towards Ye Haotian like a dragon from all directions.

The true yuan in Han Baichuan's body had flowed to the limit, and his body seemed to begin to glow.

Where the wind blew, the mud and stones on the ground were all blown apart, and Han Baichuan's body was advancing at the same time, and the blood-colored broadsword shone out many shining sword shadows in the wind, like thunder.

This knife is the most powerful 'Tyrant Knife Wild Thunder Slash' in the Han family's knife skills, and now, Han Baichuan has used the most powerful killing move without reservation.

Looking at Ye Haotian, who had disappeared in countless winds and thunders, many students thought that they couldn't catch such a knife.

However, it was only at this moment that a crisp sound sounded in everyone's ears.

Then everyone was shocked to see that a wind scroll facing Han Baichuan suddenly cracked to both sides, revealing a pitch-black sword shadow.

Han Baichuan's pupils contracted violently, his breathing completely stopped, the wind suddenly dispersed, and Ye Haotian's figure broke out of the wind and stabbed him in the throat!

Seeing that his 'Tyrant Knife Wild Thunder Slash' didn't seem to have any effect at all, the chill in Han Baichuan's heart could no longer be described in words, he vaguely believed that Ye Haotian's words that he knew everything about the Han family's knife skills were not boasting, but at this moment, he still responded beyond his usual limit speed.

The blood-colored big knife in his hand was violently deflected, and swept towards Ye Haotian's knife-holding arm like a flat shoulder!

Ye Haotian suddenly retracted the knife, and the horizontal knife was reversed.

There was another bang.

Ye Haotian fell backwards miserably like a big bird with folded wings, falling into the countless gusts of wind behind him.

The blood-colored overlord knife in Han Baichuan's hand vibrated extremely quickly, emitting a strange humming sound.

This knife forced Ye Haotian back into the chaotic wind and thunder, no matter how you look at it, it was his victory, but he inexplicably felt that something was wrong.

At this moment, his breathing stopped again.

A black streamer shot out from the scattered wind and thunder, and slammed it into his chest.

A metal impact suddenly sounded, and a piece of inner armor hidden in Han Baichuan's shirt emitted a rich spiritual luster, and the protective talisman array on it was instantly activated, and the huge impact force made him take a few steps back before he could barely stand firm, and his face was pale without any blood.

"It's an imperial costume!"

Someone around screamed, many temple powerhouses had already seen the terrifying power contained in Ye Haotian's knife, the black long knife in his hand had the effect of ignoring the Lingyuan armor, Han Baichuan was able to rely on the inner armor in his body to block it, which was enough to show that his imperial costume was by no means an ordinary product.

Ye Haotian's face flushed.

The moment the nameless long knife stabbed Han Baichuan, he knew that this knife would be in vain, and the successive battles had caused his physical strength to be greatly consumed, and the slight numbness from his arm made his qi and blood no longer stable, and the soul of the demon god, which had been suppressed for a long time, actually showed signs of awakening.

"Can you be faster?"

Ye Haotian's flat voice sounded: "The more advanced the sword technique, the more you need the support of enough spirit yuan, your cultivation is too low, the speed is too slow, if you can enter the four realms, you may be able to exert eighty percent of the power of the sword to break the army, but now, you can't get rid of the end of failure after all." ”

Ye Haotian had said similar words to Ma Dongxia, and everyone who heard it at that time had a feeling of absurdity and ridiculousness, but now that he heard him say the same words to Han Baichuan again, no one dared to have contemptuous thoughts.

Han Baichuan's hair was draped loosely over his shoulders, and the extreme shock made his bloodshot eyes go crazy, if he hadn't been protected by the Sanpin Emperor Suit hidden under his clothes just now, he would have been pierced through his body by Ye Haotian's long black knife and died.

But hearing Ye Haotian's words, he suddenly laughed out loud.

"Ye Haotian, you are very strong, you are indeed the most outstanding genius I have ever seen, but compared to me Han Baichuan, you are still a little worse after all. ”

After saying this, Han Baichuan's momentum changed suddenly, and there was no longer a series of frustrated decadence and fear on his face, instead of a kind of indifferent self-confidence and arrogance.

Then, a crisp popping sound came from within him.

Hearing the sound in Han Baichuan's body, the onlookers were shocked again.

It's a sound they're all familiar with.

It was the most pleasant sound emitted by the rapid flow of spiritual energy in the body when the cultivation that cultivators were most looking forward to and longed for.

It's just that the sound in Han Baichuan's body at this time is very different from usual.

The sound was louder and more brittle, and the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi within more than ten zhang around him vibrated violently with the sound in his body.

It's not just a simple boost, it's breaking the mirror!

Han Baichuan broke through the realm in battle!

In the battle with Ye Haotian just now, everyone saw that Han Baichuan's cultivation had reached the peak of the late stage of the Three Realms, but they didn't expect that he would actually break the mirror in the midst of repeated setbacks.

The surrounding heaven and earth vitality frantically surged towards Han Baichuan's body, and the brains of many cultivators went blank.

The fourteen-year-old powerhouse of the Four Realms has not seen a few people in the entire history of the cultivation world.

In an instant, everyone forgot about Ye Haotian.

Several temple masters who were close to the Han family had unconcealed shock and joy on their faces.

"Genius, in a battle tonight, Han Baichuan will definitely be famous in Anyang, and in the near future, it is very likely that there will be another powerhouse of the Seven Realms in our temple!"

Zhuang Yusheng let out a sigh, and several clergy behind him also nodded.

Seeing that Han Baichuan actually broke through the realm in the battle, a look of surprise also appeared on Ye Haotian's face.

The astonishment, however, was fleeting, and then he frowned and fell into deep thought.

It doesn't take too long to enter the three realms and the four realms.

After only a few breaths, the vitality between heaven and earth stopped flowing, and a layer of crystal white luster appeared on Han Baichuan's body surface, making him look like his whole person was bathed in holy light.

"Ye Haotian, didn't you say that only by entering the Four Realms can you exert the power of breaking the army! Now, Young Master Ben has entered the Four Realms, with absolute speed and strength, I see how you can break it!"