Han Zhengde's face turned gloomy, and the subordinate who was observing the words and expressions on the side whispered: "Master of the family, do you want me to call someone ......?"

"No, I'd like to see what he can do?" A sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and Han Zhengde suddenly got up and said, "Sanqiu, you can pay little attention to it, don't hurt your cousin!" ”

Saying that, the father and son exchanged glances, and Han Sanqiu also smiled contemptuously: "Okay, Dad." It's just that in the ring, the sword has no eyes, if you really accidentally hurt your cousin, don't be surprised! ”

Han Sanjiang's expression was cold, and there was no fluctuation of Xuan power, but there was a surge of light in his body under the towel. Staring at the sword weapon in Han Sanqiu's hand, he clearly remembered that it was forged for him by his mother.

Chasing the clouds and the moon with one move, that is the most basic style of the Han family's sword technique.

Since the Han family was the head of the family, no one was studying this sword technique, and they all began to learn spells and seals. But you can also see the prototype of this trick.

"I'm still practicing that useless sword technique. Second brother, your child is really as innocent as you. Han Zhengde's face was sarcastic, leisurely.

The people in the audience also cast contemptuous glances.

Today's Han family, I'm afraid that only the children who have not formally cultivated will practice this useless sword technique.

"This kid is really a good mallet, and he's still practicing that sword-breaking technique."

"That's your fault! He wanted to practice something else, but did he have that ability? Children of the same age, at the age of eight or nine, can derive Xuan power in their bodies, you look at him, I am afraid that the Tao does not have Xuan power now, and the most basic five elements Xuan Yin cannot be practiced. ”

Han Sanqiu held the Cold Iron Xuanjian in his hand, and used the sword as a guide to slash out a spell light blade.

Outside the field, they all shouted wildly: "Young Master Sanqiu is good." can actually use magic weapons to cast spells, worthy of the genius of the Han family. ”

Han Zhengde also nodded with satisfaction, he knew that Han Sanqiu's sword used ten percent cultivation, and he was completely rushing to kill the other party with a sword.

However, the smiles on everyone's faces didn't last long before their expressions froze.

"Chasing the moon from the clouds...... Broken soil and dust......"

Whispering in his heart, Han Sanjiang's figure flashed, and Han Sanqiu's hand holding the sword was cut off instantly. The Han Tie Xuanjian was even more out of his hand, drawing a graceful arc in the sky and falling into the hands of Han Sanjiang.

"Ahh He...... How did he do it? ”

"Obviously, there is no Xuan Power fluctuation, one sword breaks through the light blade, and another sword seriously injures Young Master Sanqiu. This speed, so fast, so decisive. ”

In fact, with that sword, Han Sanjiang could have wiped the opponent's throat and ended the fight cleanly. But he wanted to get his sword back instead of the man's filthy blood.

"Uh-it hurts, my ...... What about my hands? You give my hand back, Han Sanjiang, you damn it! Han Sanqiu fell to his knees, his arms spurting bright red like a spring.

Han Zhengde's mature and steady face turned blue-gray in an instant, and his eyes were wide in horror. "How so? Han Sanjiang, what kind of demon method did you use to assassinate my son. ”

As he spoke, he ran towards the martial arts. Before he could take a few steps, Han Sanjiang's cold blade was already attached to Han Sanqiu's neck.

Han Sanqiu didn't dare to move, and he couldn't believe that the kid who was once pressed to the ground by himself actually ...... He has grown to such a point, why has he become so strong?

"One step further, let him die on the spot!" Han Sanjiang shouted solemnly.

"Han Sanjiang, what do you want? Don't forget, your father died early, if it weren't for my mercy to take in your mother and son, you can live to this day, and you will take revenge. ”

"Say, when you are the one who hurt my father?" Han Sanjiang's pair of cold deep blue eyes were full of coldness.

A different color flashed in Han Zhengde's eyes, and a cold sweat broke out in his palms, but Ren Jiu kept his composure and said, "What are you talking nonsense?" Your father didn't know what to do, he went to the Demon Beast Mountain, and was killed by the demon beast, what does it have to do with me? ”

Puff~

Slashing his arm again, Han Sanjiang's expression never changed from beginning to end, indifferent as ice.

"Uhh Dad, help me! ”

Han Sanqiu cried and screamed, and his face became hideous due to pain.

The outsiders were stunned, this scene happened too unexpectedly.

"Okay, I killed your father, okay! Let me go, something will come at me. ”

"Not enough!" Han Jiangjiang said simply, and Han Sanqiu broke again and again.

"Han Sanjiang, you are so ruthless! Wolf-hearted thing, I'm going to slaughter you! ”

Seeing his son being brutally killed, he was angry and hateful, and he didn't kill his family in the first place.

As soon as the words fell, a human head with angry eyes rolled to the ground. Han Sanqiu died.

Silence was lost in all directions, and death was silent. The blood spreading on the martial arts field, the devil's teeth and claws.

"You ......" Han Zhengde's heart was broken: "Okay, since you want to know, then I will tell you all about it, your father was killed by me and Lin Wu." Not only that, but we also threw his corpse to the wolves to eat, why are you satisfied? If you are satisfied, come and die! I will sacrifice my son with your blood. ”

He only has such a son, and it is also for him to compete for the position of head of the family, but now everything is over.

Word by word, it reached the ears of the Han family. The crowd awoke from one horror and fell into another.

Han Zhengming, the third uncle of Han Sanjiang, also came from outside at this moment and happened to witness this scene. asked, "Big brother, is this true?" ”

"It's true!" Han Zhengde had already gone crazy, and slowly walked towards Han Sanjiang, his power surging, and his clothes were all around. "He is stubborn, the Han family is still in decline, and he also asks the clansmen to even use the sword technique, as soon as he becomes the patriarch, my Han family will be one step closer to destruction."

"What's more, I am the eldest son, the position of the patriarch, it should have been me, if it wasn't for him slandering me in front of my father, how could the position of the family fall into his hands, I just took back what belongs to me, is it wrong?"

Han Sanjiang raised his sword and stood up, slashed at Han Zhengde with a sword in the air, and two lines of hot tears swayed in the air.

"Heaven and Earth Yuan Spirit, Streamer Immortal!"

These are the last two styles in the Han family's sword technique, and Han Sanjiang is the only person in the Han family who has practiced this sword technique to this point in a hundred years.

Han Zhengde and Han Zhengming both looked at it in horror. They didn't dare to imagine that this kid had actually practiced the Han family's sword technique to this point.

However, there was no time to sigh, Han Zhengde's Xuan power surged, and he quickly pinched the trick, and with a punch, the surroundings of the martial arts field collapsed instantly, and the earth collapsed.

"Yaeten! The main cultivation of the family has actually reached the Eight Heavens of the Innate Realm. ”

Han Zhengming also said incredulously: "When will you cultivate to the Eight Heavens?" Could it be the elixir given by the Lin family? So you give Xiaoxue ...... Big brother, you are confused! ”

"Humph! Only the strong can dominate everything. Today's matter, who dares to leak half a sentence, I want him to die, including you, the third brother. ”

As he spoke, Han Sanjiang had already come to the front. The clothes were shattered under the huge impact, revealing the flesh that flashed inside, and the cold iron sword in his hand slashed through everything, stabbing straight into Han Zhengde's heart.

Laugh at~

The sharp tip of the sword, stabbed out of the back, spat a large mouthful of bright red.

"How is that possible, how are you ...... May not be afraid of my ...... Xuanji......" The voice gradually sank, and Han Zhengde was out of breath.