"Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect!"

"The mountain peaks are cracked!"

Two loud shouts sounded, and the giant sword and stone thorn flew out of the hands of Zhou Gongrong and Mu Long in no particular order, and blasted towards Han Qing with destructive power.

"Humph!"

Han Qing snorted disdainfully, the purple gold spirit wheel that was ranked first shone brightly, and the slender jade hand waved, with a terrifying purple gold flame, burning the void and facing the giant sword.

"First Spirit Wheel Technique: Shengyao!"

There was no roar, and the purple gold flames completely covered the greatsword, intending to incinerate it completely.

And the same is true of the giant sword, which divides into countless sword shadows, resisting the purple gold flames at the same time, it is also resisting, wanting to completely extinguish the flames.

The two spiritual skills couldn't tell the winner for a while, but everyone knew that it was Han Qing who won.

After all, one is the third spirit wheel technique, and the other is the first spirit wheel technique, whether it is the strength of the spiritual power, but the cohesion of the spiritual power, it is more than several times worse.

In this case, it was just a tie, how could it not be surprising.

However, although the giant sword was blocked, there were still overwhelming stone thorns, forming an encirclement, each of which was flowing with a rich earth element, which was very dangerous.

The disdainful smile on the corner of his mouth became even more obvious, only to hear a thunderclap sound, Han Qing disappeared directly, and was already on the periphery of the stone thorn encirclement when he appeared.

"Second Spirit Wheel Technique: Sunset!"

The purple gold flame burned fiercely, soared into the sky, and finally condensed into a ball of light, like the sun, emitting an aura of destruction, smashing towards Zhou Gongrong and the others.

However, to be able to reach the spiritual realm at such a young age, and there are a few people who have no extraordinary skills, how could they be defeated by Han Qing so easily.

With a slight shake of his right arm, the Soul Shattering Sword made a buzzing sound, Zhou Gongrong's eyes narrowed slightly, and the aura of the whole person increased geometrically.

Like an unsheathed sword, it is extremely sharp. At this moment, he has elevated himself to the top of his game.

"Shattered Soul Slash!"

Taking a step, his right arm waved, the second spirit wheel shone brightly, and the Soul Shattering Sword emitted more than ten silver-red sword qi.

The next moment, the sword qi came into contact with the ball of light, and in just a few breaths, it slashed the ball of light and slashed towards Han Qing with a roar.

With a slight solemnity on his face, Han Qing knew the danger when he felt that Zhou Gongrong's aura had increased. But he still didn't expect that the promoted Zhou Gongrong would be so terrifying, and his combat effectiveness was directly increased by several levels!

If she fights alone, she still has a lot of confidence that she can win against Zhou Gongrong, but then she will enter a period of weakness.

It would be good to say if Zhou Gongrong was alone, but he was not a person, but a team.

Not to mention the wooden dragon who was eyeing the tiger on the side, let's just say that the few people who were watching the battle not far away could easily kill themselves after they entered weakness.

What's more, Mulong will not let himself and Zhou Gongrong fight alone, and will definitely interfere during the battle.

Han Qing's side was in a predicament, but Lin Fan's side was like a bamboo, fighting with Guzi Temple in an invincible state.

Long hair flying, blood pupils and magic light, surrounded by flames and thunder snakes, each attack will leave a wound on Guzi Temple's body.

"Boom!"

One punch knocked Guzi Temple into the ground, making him temporarily lose his combat effectiveness, Lin Fan smiled indifferently, like a demon god descending, and came to the few people watching the battle.

The dragon's claws poked out, with a piercing sound of breaking the air, directly locking the person closest to him, and without waiting for him to react, he threw it towards the oncoming three spiritual skills.

The three people who launched the spiritual skill didn't expect Lin Fan to come to this hand at all, and they were suddenly caught off guard, so they could only try their best to control the spiritual skill to fly upward.

But they were also attacked because of this, and the blood and qi in their bodies were obviously much slower, their faces turned pale, and the empty door was wide open.

The smile on his face became even stronger, Lin Fan dodged, caught the person he threw out, and came to the three of them.

Hand fist print, quickly struck, a lifelike white dragon head condensed on the fist, and bursts of dragon groans sounded around it, but it was not the white thunder dragon chant in the eighth stage of the thunder pole.

Hearing the dragon's groan, everyone had some influence to a greater or lesser extent, and Han Qing was the least affected and the fastest to recover because of Lin Fan's deliberate control.

As soon as she recovered, without any hesitation, she directly used the mysterious body martial art, thundering continuously, and appeared behind the wooden dragon.

The purple gold flames flowed, Han Qing's face was cold, and he used the first spirit wheel technique Shengyao to launch an attack without mercy.

After the blow, she quickly moved away, not confronting Zhou Gongrong and them, but fighting with them to delay time.

The others didn't have the special care that Han Qing had, and after being suppressed by the White Thunder Dragon Yin, they had lost their ability to resist and were broken by Lin Fan one by one.

Until the end of the suppression effect, there were only two people left who still had combat effectiveness, namely Xu Meng, who he had fought against, and Gao Cheming, who fought with Xu Meng.

The reason why they still have combat effectiveness is not because Lin Fan doesn't have enough time, but because he deliberately left the two of them without a dead hand.

Exhaling a breath of turbidity, Lin Fan lifted the state of Shuraization, which was too easy to devour people's hearts, causing them to lose themselves, and Zhihai was occupied by the Shura Divine Soul and became a real killing machine.

Although it is very powerful, the danger and uncertainty are also very obvious, so he decided that unless he is strong enough to control Shura in the future, he will definitely not use it unless it is absolutely necessary.

He could feel that he had been affected, and the killing intent in his heart was even a little difficult to suppress, he was very sure that if he insisted on killing blood for a few minutes, he would definitely be controlled, and at that time, he would not be able to distinguish between friend and foe.

Take out a sword-shaped third-level spirit guide from the storage device, which was given to him by Han Qing, which can increase the spiritual power condensation by ten percent, making it even more powerful.

"Drink!"

With a loud shout, Lin Fan controlled the resentful spirit Yan to entangle Zhou Gongrong, and at the same time, the spiritual power that reached the heart control level spread out, like a divine vision, penetrating the latter's every move.

The reason why Zhou Gongrong was chosen was because he was very strong in the previous battles. In Lin Fan's opinion, as long as they delayed him, and when Han Qing eliminated the wooden dragon, they would win.

But just then, the unexpected happened!

Gu Zimiao, who was already seriously injured, suddenly stood up and attacked, like a tiger descending the mountain, a pair of tiger palms slapped towards Lin Fan's chest.

This palm condensed all the power of the Guzi Temple, and the space was forcibly torn apart, revealing a pitch-black crack, and the power could be seen.

Once Lin Fan was hit, he would inevitably be seriously injured and directly lose his combat effectiveness. At this critical moment, a thunderous sound sounded, and a figure appeared in front of Lin Fan and pushed him out, it was Han Qing.

"No!"

His eyes were instantly bloodshot, Lin Fan roared, and rushed forward with all his might, trying to arrive before the arrival of those tiger palms, but the wooden dragon appeared in front of him.

"Get out of here!"

With anger rising in his eyes, he roared, stimulated the potential in his body, was wrapped in blue light, and flew the wooden dragon, came to Han Qing's side, and whispered in her ear.

"With me here, no one wants to hurt you!"