With a wave of his hand, all the Demon Sect disciples lurking around scattered around, drawing their bows and arrows farther away, ready to support at any time. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Lin Han was very surprised, before coming, he was ready to be besieged, although it was very likely that the ten elders of the Demon Sect had really been killed, but Xiang Wentian, Shangguan Yun and the others should still be there, but now it seems that the situation seems to have gone wrong.

After cultivating all the Cold Ice True Qi and Red Fire True Qi to the Quadruple Realm Dacheng Realm, Lin Han obviously felt that his internal strength was much stronger, if it was just according to the amount of one True Qi, there might be a slight gap compared to Zuo Lengchan, but he was a dual cultivation of ice and fire, and the two True Qi combined were already beyond Zuo Lengchan.

In Lin Han's mind, the internal force of Ren Wu Xing is equivalent to Zuo Lengchan, so by extension, his internal strength is also better than that of Ren Wu Xing, but now, Ren Wu Xing dares to face himself alone, what hole cards does he have?

In the crackling sound of firewood, Ren Xing began to gather true qi, silver filaments surged, brocade robes flew, and the wind ......

Rolling in dust and falling leaves, the night wind began to rage, and in the blazing bonfire, the white ashes fluttered in the wind, and they all gathered around us, and gradually, more and more, under the light of the stars and flames, it was miserable and white.

Let me walk into a palm, both palms dance in unison, making a whistling sound, between the coils, the gathered broken leaves, ashes, like a winding and circling dragon, surrounded by any of my lines, and his hands, like the head of the dragon, control the dragon body to keep churning.

At this moment, Lin Han's expression was extremely serious, he didn't expect that at such an age, in just two years, the internal strength of Ren Xing would still improve, not even worse than himself, compared to Zuo Lengchan, it was already completely higher, how could this be?

Lin Han knew that with his rich combat experience and strong internal strength, this battle tonight would be very difficult, and for the first time, he was not fully sure of this battle.

Why did the internal force of any one do it suddenly become a cut higher, Lin Han didn't have time to think about it, in such a situation, he couldn't help but go all out, and abandoned the idea of staying strong, only after passing the pass of letting me do it first, it was possible to consider the future success and retirement, otherwise......

With a bang, Lin Han pulled the tear-stained sword out of the scabbard, flicked his right arm, and the scabbard flew towards the high platform behind him, and was inserted squarely in the package, but no one noticed this detail.

Seeing that the momentum of letting me go is getting stronger and stronger, among the circling dragons, there is already a faint strong force of absorption, as if to pull others over, Lin Han took a deep breath, his left hand tightly dragged the tear-stained sword, and his eyes looked fixedly at the cyclone wrapped in front of him.

"Red Flame ......"

The tongue bloomed with spring thunder, and in the loud shouting, a scorching momentum bloomed in Lin Han's left hand, but there was no flame on that arm, and suddenly, a golden flame erupted from the tear-stained sword body, and the bright yellow was very different from the crimson of the bonfire next to it, more brilliant and more dangerous.

"Ice ......"

There was another loud shout, and in the roar, Lin Han slowly raised his right palm, and the night wind that was still raging around him a moment ago suddenly stopped, as if frozen by the cold breath, and could no longer move a bit.

The sea-blue ice breath wrapped Lin Han's palm, and the sea-like blue was so deep that it seemed that as long as he looked at it, his soul would be trapped in it and could not extricate himself.

Red Flame in his left hand and cold in his right hand, two completely different auras, like two extremes, until now, Lin Han still hadn't found a way to make them completely fuse, but it didn't bother to make the most of them.

Although he was not sure, Lin Han had to give it a try, this immature move, he didn't plan to use it today, just looked at the growing momentum and let it go, he didn't expect that he would use the trick at the beginning, it was useless to retreat, he could only take this trick hard.

The power of devouring is getting stronger and stronger, looking at the center of the storm, which is almost completely wrapped in gravel and fallen leaves, Lin Han is ruthless in his heart, and without hesitation, his right palm is fiercely wiped away towards the tear-stained sword.

The next moment, there was a muffled sound, and the tear-stained sword hilt jumped slightly, but it was held by Lin Han's palms in the air, and the true qi of ice and fire was entangled, just like the spiral meridian of ice and fire in the body, the only difference was that one was in the body and the other was outside the body, and the control of the true qi outside the body was thousands of times more difficult than in the body.

His palms trembled, Lin Han didn't dare to let his palms come together, and he had to control the true qi of ice and fire, the difficulty of it could be imagined, which was why he couldn't make this move at will.

The disciples of the Demon Sect looked at everything in front of them in shock, on one side was flying sand and stones, and the dragon was soaring, and on the other side was ice and fire entangled, and the angry sword was in the sky, if it broke out?

The Demon Sect disciples of the organic spirit had already begun to slowly retreat backwards, one, two, and three ......, until they retreated five zhang again, and everyone felt a slight sense of security, and then they raised their eyes.

In the high-speed rotation, Jiaolong suddenly stopped, raised his head and hissed, let me walk with angry eyes, palms outward, and both palms pushed out together.

"Stars and Moon"

The dragon hissed, screamed and pounced, and rushed straight towards Lin Han.

At this moment, Lin Han's palms in the air swirled at high speed, tossing and turning, abruptly pushing forward, and the tear-stained sword was golden and blue under the blessing of ice and fire spiral, and with a monstrous momentum, it crashed towards the pale dragon.

"Ice Flame Spiral"

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Bang......

The tip of the needle hit the wheat mang, slammed together, and the time, with the center as the origin, the strong air waves rolled out layer by layer, spreading in all directions, and wherever the air waves went, whether it was gravel or grass clippings, all of them were thrown out, and before they landed, they had turned into dust in the air, and under the coercion of the energy, they splashed out in all directions, hitting the trees and rocks, and making a little hole.

Let me do it, Lin Han's color changed at the same time, and in the deepest part of the sand and stone, the pale dragon and the ice and fire qi sword were stubbornly together, annihilating layer by layer, and it was actually a lose-lose situation.

In order to avoid any damage to the tear-stained sword, Lin Han didn't care about the dust that shot out from the sky, and protected his body with cold ice true qi, and rushed towards the center as soon as possible.

Seeing Lin Han attacking again, Ren Wuxing's face turned cold, and he also rushed towards the center.

In the end, it was Lin Han who took a step faster, held the tear-stained sword hilt in advance, and saw that Ren Xing was in front of him, and immediately stabbed with his sword.

In the thud, the tear stain sword was helped by Lin Han, penetrated the barrier of the dust dragon, and walked towards the chest of Ren Wuxing.

With a cold snort, let me change the catch to shoot, it was a simple oblique slash, blocking the tear-stained sword in front of him, and the left palm hidden under the flank quickly jumped out, and between the moments, he bent his fingers, popped out, and slammed on the tear-stained sword with a 'bell'.

Feeling the strength in his hand, Lin Han's face changed slightly, and he had no time to check whether the sword was damaged, and for the first time, following the strength of the other party, the long sword naturally fell, and in a flash, he changed his hand to hold the long sword, and quickly swept past Ren Wuxing's side.

Staggered by, three zhang away, the two of them stood in unison, back to back, Lin Han's left hand trembled slightly, and the tiger's mouth twitched again and again.

Three feet away, Ren Xing looked down expressionlessly, watching the clothes around his waist have been opened, and a trace of blood is spilling from it.

Standing quietly, no one spoke, and no one attacked again, for a while, the scene was terrifyingly quiet, and the Demon Sect disciples next to him held their breath, and some disciples who were accidentally injured by the flying dust did not dare to make a sound, for fear of disturbing the two people in the field.

Under the dim night sky, the stars were shining brighter than before, as if their eyes were wide open, as if the fight here was too fierce, and they also wanted to see more clearly.

In the crackling and popping sound, the bonfire was still burning, and under the quiet night sky, the white ashes once again floated into the sky, and there was a quiet loneliness, no one paid attention to it, and it was lifeless.

"I didn't expect the old man's martial arts to advance, but you can still hurt the old man, you are very good!"

Turning slowly, he opened his mouth.

Lin Han also turned around and said in a deep voice: "Each other, I originally thought that with my current martial arts, even if I am not the first in the world, I should be the second in the world, but I can't think of ......."

Lin Han was indeed telling the truth, before Ren Wu Xing made a move, he didn't take the victory or defeat of this time too seriously, because he thought that Ren Wu Xing was not his opponent, what he cared about was how to get out of the way after killing Ren Wu Xing.

But now it seems that Ren Xing's martial arts have improved a lot, which is really surprising, perhaps, he has only improved his internal strength?

"Oh, according to what you mean, the old man doesn't seem to be the number one in the world?" Ren Wuxing was very surprised and asked, "Could it be that in the world, apart from the old man, who else has such skills and is worthy of being your opponent?" ”

With a smile, Lin Han asked playfully, "Could it be that Sect Master Ren forgot about the Huashan Sect so quickly?" ”

"What did you say?" Let me be shocked, so I waited to chase after him, and suddenly stopped again, and sneered: "Why do you bother to disturb the old man's state of mind, even if the wind is clear and profound, let him have no return!" ”

Lin Han didn't refute, nodded and said, "If Sect Master Ren can pass today's level, maybe he will really have the opportunity to meet Feng Qingyang, and be ashamed of Xue fleeing without a fight." ”

Ren Wuxing's face was cold, and he said in a deep voice: "Why bother with those useless things, if Feng Qingyang is really alive, of course the old man will go to him, but you may not have the opportunity to see that day." ”

"Oh, Sect Master Ren is so sure that Lin will be left?" Lin Han laughed and asked, "It's a pity that under the trick just now, it seems that the injured one is the sect leader, right?" ”

"The old man is injured, but aren't your hands shaking?" Ren Wuxing glanced at Lin Han's left hand and sneered, not backing down at all.

The sword crossed his right hand, and the tip of the sword pointed obliquely at the center of the opponent's eyebrows, Lin Han said in a deep voice: "Please!" ”