The boy put on a stance, thinking that he might be lucky enough to survive ten moves, but he didn't know that the other party could blow him to slag with a single blow.

Xuan Li gathered in his hand, and the miscellaneous disciple's face showed a hideous look, and a Xuan Seal was punched out, which was enough to make the mountain rock collapse and the steel crack.

A figure scurried from behind the crowd at great speed.

"So fast!" Someone shouted.

"There is no Xuan Power Fluctuation, he is a martial cultivator!"

The Xuanjian was drawn, and a sword was slashed out, and Han Sanjiang was already in front of the boy, and the Xuanyin was broken by a sword.

Everyone was shocked and stammered, "He...... He used his sword to take the Xuanyin...... Split? ”

Mo Xuanshuang's beautiful eyes condensed slightly, revealing joy.

Lin Cong had hatred in his eyes, the enemy who killed his father was standing in front of him, if it weren't for the identity restrictions, he would have rushed over and killed him.

Jiang Feng's eyes showed a hot gaze.

His own Xuan Seal was slashed by a martial cultivator, and the miscellaneous disciple was shocked and said angrily: "Look for death!" ”

Failing to kill a martial artist with a single blow was a disgrace for him as a spiritual cultivator.

Suddenly, his hands were folded, and a faint phantom appeared behind him, and finally turned into a male lion, and with one palm, the male lion turned into Xuanli roared and pounced on Han Sanjiang.

His face was as cold as ice, and Han Sanjiang shot instantly, so fast that it was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye.

“…… Streamer Zhuxian~"

This was the last voice the miscellaneous disciple heard, and the rumbling sound of the human head hitting the ground made everyone's expressions of disdain stop.

The corners of Mo Xuanshuang's mouth hung into a rather playful smile, and he thought: This martial arts cultivation is different from others, it is a bit interesting.

Martial cultivators are not all weak, they are only relative to the spiritual cultivation of the same realm, and they are not at the same level at all.

Han Sanjiang's sword was surprising, but it was not enough to wash away everyone's prejudice against martial arts.

Only the Han family outside the field knows how strong this teenager is.

"Good!" Mo Xuanshuangyu patted his hand lightly and said, "Congratulations, as a martial artist, you have become a miscellaneous disciple of my Qingyun Sect Outer Gate." ”

Han Sanjiang didn't show joy, his face was calm like a dead man, and he said coldly to the boy behind him: "If you don't want to die, go down." ”

The boy was stunned and hurriedly rolled off the stage.

His face changed slightly, and Mo Xuanshuang said, "What's your name, didn't you hear me talk to you?" ”

Seeing this, Lin Cong walked up quickly. "If you have no dignity and humility, you should be punished."

He was missing a chance to make a move, but Jiang Feng hurriedly pulled him back, and he only knew about the Lin family.

Han Sanjiang can't die yet, at least until he gets the rune.

"Senior Brother Lin, what are you doing? This young man is obviously a little dissatisfied with the identity of the miscellaneous disciple! Why don't you let me do two tricks with him? ”

Jiang Feng planned to recruit Han Sanjiang into the sect first, and then look for an opportunity to get the rune.

Mo Xuanshuang looked at Han Sanjiang and said: "If you want to become a disciple of the outer sect, there are three people in my sect, you can choose one of them, and you can survive ten moves." ”

Han Sanjiang understood, raised his sword and slashed in front of the three of them, and finally stopped at Lin Cong.

"Hmph, Han Sanjiang, it's very good, you know each other, and you know that you can't dodge, so you take the initiative to attack. Don't worry, I'll give you a treat. Lin Cong walked out.

Jiang Feng said irritably in his heart: I don't know what is dead or alive, but I choose him, you are cutting off your own life.

Beautiful face, Mo Xuanshuang looked at Han Sanjiang's handsome face with some surprise. Xindao: This kid has a bit of courage and is very handsome, but it's a pity that he is a martial artist.

Everyone in the audience is also waiting to see, but there are few who are optimistic about the fate of Han Sanjiang.

Xiaoxue's little hand was covered in her heart, and her face was worried.

After the two confronted each other on the martial arts field for a few seconds, Lin Cong took the lead in attacking, and the Xuan Power gathered in his hands rushed towards Hansanjiang, and in the moment of closeness, he pushed his palm out.

Fearless of everything, Han Sanjiang palmed his fist, and the Xuan power was blown away by his punch, and at the same time, the Xuan Sword in his other hand quietly stabbed Lin Wu's chest.

But after all, it was a ninth-order spiritual cultivator, and his divine sense was keen, so he dodged sideways, but Han Sanjiang's movements were faster, and his right foot was raised high, and he kicked him in the chin. Lin Wu's whole body flew out.

Between the fights, everyone was shocked.

Mo Xuanshuang's eyes flashed with joy, if he could find a strong enough martial cultivator, he could make a difference.

Han Sanjiang didn't stop there, he stepped forward, slashed down with a sword in the air, and took the opponent's head.

"Oops!" Lin Cong was startled, and hurriedly mobilized his Xuan Power to form a defensive stun, and the golden light curtain shrouded him.

Ding——

The piercing sound of impact came out, and Lin Cong slammed to the ground, smashing out a deep pit and kicking up dust in the sky.

"That sword...... The strength is so great, what kind of evil trick does this kid make, how can he have such strength without the blessing of Xuan Li? Jiang Feng looked suspicious.

Mo Xuanshuang was overjoyed, this kid can beat the innate ninefold spiritual cultivation like this, even if it is a martial cultivation, he can bring it back.

Click~

When the dust dissipated, Lin Cong's light curtain shattered and scattered into stardust.

"No...... How is this possible, how can you shatter my body protection light curtain as soon as you are a martial artist? ”

He looked at Han Sanjiang in horror, but what was in front of him was a flickering, extremely sharp sword weapon.

Without surging Xuan power, this simple slash and blow actually forced him to be so embarrassed.

hurriedly used the Xuan Force again to gather the light shield, but after all, he was slow, or he underestimated the speed of Han Sanjiang.

At that moment, Han Sanjiang's step of retreating immortals was exerted to the extreme, and in an instant, the speed skyrocketed, like a lightning galloping past, Lin Cong's heart had already left a translucent blood hole, and the Xuanjian left his hand and passed through his body.

Mo Xuanshuang was overjoyed, such a martial artist may not be able to become the mainstay of the sect, but if he recruits the sect, he must be a qualified thug, and if he can bring it back, he will inevitably be rewarded by the sect.

Jiang Feng also smiled, as long as Han Sanjiang lived, everything would be fine.

"How...... Possible? Wu Xiu, how could it be...... So strong? I don't believe ......"

Han Sanjiang's eyes flashed cold, and he whispered back: "Your father also thought so before he died!" ”

Unwillingness, remorse, and horror were entrenched on his face, his heart was pierced, Lin Cong had no hope of living, he let out a loud shout, ready to blow himself up with his last breath, the innate ninefold spiritual cultivation exploded, even the cultivators of the Apocalypse Realm had to frown.

Mo Xuanshuang and Jiang Feng exclaimed at the same time: "It's not good, retreat!" ”

The people outside the field were scattered, and everyone was in danger for a while.

Bang~

In the loud noise, the Xuan Force bloomed violently, like a deadly lotus blooming, and in everyone's sight, it was clearly seen that Han Sanjiang was swallowed by the violent Xuan Force.

Under such a fluctuation of Xuan power, the powerhouses of the Apocalypse Realm may not be able to live, and he is only afraid that he will have already torn into pieces as soon as he cultivates martial arts.

Xiaoxue screamed out loud, but to no avail.

Xue Dazhuang's face was full of pathos.

Mo Xuanshuang's face was full of irritability, and he whispered: "It's a pity." ”

Jiang Feng said angrily: "Damn, Lin Cong, this guy almost killed us, damn it, that rune is in vain." ”

Outside the field, some people who couldn't avoid it were also swallowed up by the light, and their bodies were torn apart in the screams. Those who were lucky enough to escape looked at the ashes on the martial arts arena with fear, looking for the severed limbs that belonged to Han Sanjiang.