At this moment, Ye Han's spirit had reached its peak, and it was also the first time since his rebirth that he had an irrepressible killing intent.

Everything was because of Mu Yurou's sudden departure.

"Little bastard, I'm not Liu Tianyun's waste, you don't have a chance to kill me!"

At the critical moment, Zhang Fuping roared angrily, and the cultivation of the eight veins also erupted wildly, and under the overflow of true qi, the whole person actually moved, and fell back and retreated.

"Doppelganger Remnant Step!"

After surrendering to the three major families, Zhang Fuping, as the chief steward of the Ye family's foreign government, naturally got a lot of benefits.

This Xuan-level lower-grade body martial art is a reward in addition to the lower-grade spiritual weapon in his hand.

Although it didn't take long to get it, Zhang Fuping hadn't yet completed the cultivation of this doppelganger remnant step, but he also avoided Ye Han's killing blow at a critical moment.

"Humph!"

After losing Zhang Fuping's goal, the two afterimages dispersed one after another, Ye Han snorted coldly, and the true qi in his body ran out wildly, falling step by step, and one figure after another appeared.

In an instant, nine 'Ye Han's ordinary 'Ye Han' appeared in unison and killed Zhang Fuping again.

Whoosh ......

This time, Ye Han used the Nine Shadows Distraction Step to the extreme, and the Xuan Rank Body Technique Martial Arts far exceeded Zhang Fuping's speed, and under the latter's startle, the Nine Dao Figures had already appeared around him.

"Crazy Dragon Sword Technique!"

With an angry shout, Zhang Fuping did not hesitate and once again displayed a Xuan-level low-grade martial art.

"Little bastard, I want to see how you kill me today!"

Under the burst of true qi, it turned into a knife of nearly two meters, traversing the battle knife, and with Zhang Fuping's sweep, one by one 'Ye Han' was twisted into powder.

However, in the depths of Zhang Fuping's heart, there was an unspeakable sense of humiliation and horror.

The low-grade spirit weapon battle knife was obtained from the Wang family, and the martial arts of the Xuan-rank lower-grade body method were obtained from the Lin family, and this low-grade Xuan-level mad dragon knife method came from the Long family.

Zhang Fuping never expected that under the premise that he had broken through the eightfold pulse of the pulse, his first fight with Ye Han would still fall into disadvantage in an instant, and he had to show his hole cards one after another.

Poof!

In the blink of an eye, eight of the nine figures collapsed, except for the last Ye Han.

With a sword in one hand, like a powerful sword immortal, he stabbed towards Zhang Fuping without hesitation.

At this moment, Ye Han, except for the murderous sword, didn't even use any defensive martial arts!

"Hahaha, you dare to rush like this, I think you're just looking for death!"

Seeing this, Zhang Fuping couldn't help but laugh angrily, the battle knife in his hand and all the cultivation in his hand were injected into the blade, and it actually condensed into a sword light that was close to two meters, sweeping towards Ye Han.

Vowed to split Ye Han in half!

"My sword, there is no shadow in all directions, it is difficult to distinguish between true and false!"

"My sword, angry at the Xiao River, across the heavens and the earth!"

"With this sword, I will slash the sky and slaughter the nine shadows below!"

In front of the domineering sword, Ye Han slowly spoke, and the demon spirit sword in his hand danced suddenly.

Boom, boom, boom......

As his long sword danced, sword shadows appeared out of thin air, and there were dozens of them in an instant.

Immediately after, the chaotic sword shadows exceeded the hundred paths.

When the sword fell, a total of hundreds of sword shadows appeared in front of Ye Han's body and fell towards Zhang Fuping, whose complexion had changed greatly.

This sword technique, called "Ten Directions Shadowless Sword", is a high-grade martial art known to Ye Han!

As the name suggests, once this sword skill is performed, there is no shadow in all directions, there is no trace of coming and going, and it is difficult to distinguish between true and false!

However, every sword shadow has the power of Ye Han's full force!

If it weren't for breaking through the sixfold of the veins and opening up the eighteen chakras, whether it was the total amount of cultivation or the speed of operation, it would have reached the standard, and Ye Han would not have cultivated this Xuan-level top-grade sword technique.

After all, although the Mountain Opening Sword Technique was a yellow-rank sword technique, it was able to give full play to his combat power perfectly before that.

Now facing Zhang Fuping, a martial artist with an eightfold vein, Ye Han knew that the threat to him from the Yellow Rank Martial Arts was very small, and only a more powerful Xuan Rank Sword Skill could fight with it.

"Not good!"

When the hundreds of sword shadows attacked, Zhang Fuping finally felt a strong life-and-death crisis, but he couldn't allow him to retreat.

Bell Bell Bell –

A series of clashing sounds of gold and iron resounded in mid-air, and blinding sparks swept around, and criss-crossing cracks appeared in the surrounding walls and pillars.

"Poof......

After a while, Zhang Fuping finally snorted and spit out a ball of blood, the sword on the battle knife in his hand had long been annihilated, and his figure fell backwards.

At the same time, the sword shadows in the sky also dissipated one after another.

However, Ye Han was unforgiving.

One step fell, and he attacked Zhang Fuping again.

"Die!"

In the angry shout, the demon spirit sword danced, and one after another sword shadows suddenly appeared, and when they gathered to more than thirty sword shadows, they no longer increased, and they all struck towards Zhang Fuping.

"Ahh

At the beginning of the battle, he fell behind everywhere, and Zhang Fuping has not completely recovered his senses so far.

At this moment, looking at the dozens of sword shadows, his mind was completely lost, and his original confidence in Ye Han's killing had long since ceased to exist, and a strong fear had grown in his heart, which had turned from a murderous intent to a single-minded desire to escape from this place.

So, when the war knife was raised, it was headed towards dozens of sword shadows......

Bell!

Rattle.

The entire sword suddenly broke from it, and then collapsed into countless fragments, flying out in all directions.

"How is it possible, my inferior spirit weapon!"

Zhang Fuping couldn't help but exclaim, looking at the broken war knife, his face was full of pain.

However, at this time, Ye Han had already brandished the Demon Spirit Sword again.

"Get out of here!"

Shocked and angry, Zhang Fuping subconsciously raised the half-cut sword in his hand to meet him, wanting to split Ye Han apart.

"Spirituality!"

Seeing this, Ye Han smiled coldly, and directly used the Xuan-rank mid-grade secret technique with the strength of his strength, and turned the direction of the Demon Spirit Sword, falling straight towards the broken knife.

Clang~

The swords were connected, and the sound of the chorus was transmitted far away.

Immediately, only a click was heard, and Zhang Fuping's right arm holding the knife bent into a strange posture.

"Ah...... My hands!"

Bells.

The broken knife fell to the ground, Zhang Fuping covered his broken right arm, looking at the bone slag that crossed from the wrist, his face was extremely pale, and his painful forehead was covered with beads of sweat the size of beans.

"I said I would send you to hell!"

Just as Zhang Fuping was screaming, a cold voice suddenly sounded in his ears, and he raised his head with a frightened face.

Whew!Whew!

A dozen sword shadows appeared in front of Zhang Fuping's body, and in an instant, they shot towards him.

"Stinky boy, you can't kill me!

At the moment of life and death, Zhang Fuping also burst out with a strong survival instinct, and with a shout of anger, the whole person turned into an afterimage of the Tao and retreated towards the rear.

However, when he had just taken a step, Ye Han took the lead in leaving a trail of afterimages behind him.

"No!"

Poof, poof, poof......

The next moment, there was a sound of a sharp weapon entering the flesh.

When Zhang Fuping paused more than ten meters away, his entire face and chest were already blurred by the flesh and blood pierced by the dozen or so sword shadows.

Poof.

Ye Han put away his sword and stood, but Zhang Fuping fell to the ground with no qi.

"How is that possible?!"

At this moment, Li Youcai, who was fighting with Ye Tingyu in the distance, happened to see this scene, and suddenly couldn't help but let out an exclamation.

Not only did Zhang Fuping, who died, not expect, but even he never thought that Ye Han would be able to slash the eightfold martial arts powerhouse of the Eight Pulse Sects!

"Hmph, you can go with him too!"

However, at the moment when Li Youcai was distracted because he witnessed Zhang Fuping's death, Ye Tingyu, who was opposite him, seized this opportunity and turned into afterimages, and the talisman in his hand flew out with the momentum, and two of them fell on Zhang Fuping's chest and vest.

"No, listen to Miss Yu, please don't kill me! I was also forced by the big butler to ......"

Under Ye Tingyu's two amulets, after feeling that he couldn't resist, Li Youcai suddenly turned pale and begged for mercy.

It's a pity that before he could finish his sentence, Ye Tingyu's delicate body flashed, and he suddenly passed by him, and Li Youcai's head flew out suddenly.

"Hmph, a group of traitors, even if you die, it will be difficult to wash away your sins!"

Turning around and looking at Li Youcai's headless body lying on the ground, Ye Tingyu pursed his lips and scolded.

Immediately, the girl looked at Ye Han, who was slightly pale and gasping for breath, a trace of worry appeared on her pretty face, and she couldn't help but shake her body, and she swept towards Ye Han.

"Ye Han, are you okay?"

"Don't worry, I'm just a little bit depleted. ”

Waving his hand, Ye Han stood up straight, about to say something.

But, right now.

"Hahaha, Ye Zhantian, today is your death date!"

In the high sky in the distance, the arrogant and wanton laughter of the ancestor of the Long family suddenly sounded.