The sword qi is vertical and horizontal, and the sword qi is like a chain, emitting a mighty aura, each sword qi is extremely sharp, and you can feel the sharp meaning from afar.

The sword qi collided, shaking the flying meteorite, and there must be a deep sword mark on the meteorite one after another.

The speed at which the man drew his sword began to increase, and it was so dizzying that it was difficult to see how he drew his sword.

The sword qi was like a whirlwind, frantically impacting the meteorites that flew quickly, and those meteorites were knocked away one by one, and none of them fell on any mountain peak.

Ye Han felt a special rhythm, like the wind, and wanted to reach out to grab it, but he didn't catch anything, which made Ye Hanxin seem to be a little enlightened.

Suddenly, a piece of information poured into Ye Han's mind.

"Meteor swordsmanship, it was created when my meteor sword venerable broke through the third-level martial arts, this set of swordsmanship is divided into three articles and twelve styles, this is the first article, if the entire set of swordsmanship is learned, it can be compared to the middle grade swordsmanship of the ground level.

In just a few words, Ye Hanru was shocked, but he didn't expect that it was actually a sword technique created by a martial arts level powerhouse.

Ye Han was overjoyed when he got the treasure, but he didn't expect to find a swordsmanship created by Wuzun on Ye Qing's body, although it was a fragment, but it also made Ye Han extremely excited.

"God really has eyes, he actually gave me the martial arts created by this martial arts level powerhouse when I needed them the most, haha!" Ye Han looked up to the sky and laughed, almost jumping up with joy.

It is worthy of the exercises created by the powerhouses of the martial arts level, Ye Han was shocked by the sword technique, and after a few glances, he has already remembered it in his heart, and it is difficult to forget.

Ye Han no longer stayed, and immediately stayed away from this place, because it might not be long before the people of the Ye family would rush over and have to leave quickly.

The sun is in the sky, and the sky is clear.

Ye Han walked vigorously in the mountains and forests, and according to the mark on the parchment, he was already less than ten miles away from the location of the spirit beast.

Ye Han began to slow down his progress, not daring to be careless, the closer he got to the target, the more uneasy Ye Han felt.

I always felt that there was an eye staring at me, and I felt a chill down my spine.

Ye Han stopped, his hand clenched on the hilt of the sword, and then prepared to make a move.

"Rustle. Thirty meters to Ye Han's left, a rustling sound sounded, and Ye Han turned his head to look.

I saw a bush over there, I don't know what creatures were in it, the bushes shook, and a strange sound sounded.

Ye Han didn't understand what kind of creature made the sound, as if someone was plowing the ground.

Ye Han stared at it, not even daring to breathe, like a wood carving.

Time seems to stand still, and the picture freezes in that moment.

Surprisingly, there was no sound in the bushes, but Ye Han's face became even more solemn, because he felt that the creature was incomparably strong, making him feel extremely dangerous, and he was far from being able to match.

Ye Han's back was wet with sweat, his forehead was covered with sweat, and a drop of sweat slipped down and dripped on the ground.

"Roar!"

With a roar, a figure rushed out of the bushes, extremely fast.

Ye Han only felt the fishy wind blowing on his face, and a foul smell came to his nose, so he subconsciously jumped back and avoided it.

"Boom!"

As soon as Ye Han jumped away, there was a thud from the previous position, and the sound of heavy objects falling was extremely dull.

Looking at it, Ye Han's face was ugly, but he didn't expect it to be a wild boar. The boar was more than five meters long, dark and stenched, as if it had taken a bath in the mud.

The two huge fangs as thick as an adult's arm give people a great visual impact, and if they are pushed by these fangs, it is estimated that there will be several holes.

The thick four hooves, with every step, the ground trembled slightly, and you can imagine its weight, this is simply a murder weapon in the world.

"Iron Wild Boar!" Ye Han exclaimed in a low voice, he didn't expect it to be an Iron Boar, an adult Iron Boar is equivalent to a martial arts level powerhouse.

Ye Han felt that he was being stared at by some creature, he thought it was a powerful beast, but he didn't expect it to be a demon beast, and it was also an iron-skinned wild boar.

You must know that a first-level martial artist-level iron boar, even if it encounters three other demon beasts at the first-level martial artist level, it has the power to fight, and the average human powerhouse does not dare to provoke these guys easily without the strength of a fourth-level martial artist.

Ye Han hadn't encountered a single demon beast in the periphery of the Qixia Mountain Range for a month, but he didn't expect to meet one here, and it was an iron-skinned wild boar.

Ye Han's scalp was numb, and he quickly pulled out the long sword at his waist and prepared for battle.

The iron-skinned boar slammed into the air, and it was also angry, staring at Ye Han, his front hooves kept digging the ground, and the corners of his mouth kept dripping.

"Brute, I want to kill your grandfather, see if you have the ability!" Looking at the fierce iron boar, Ye Han also came with a ruthlessness.

"Roar!"

The iron boar howled a few times and rushed out, seemingly bulky, but the speed was very fast, even Ye Han was a little inferior.

The iron-skinned boar rushed at it like a tank, and a slight touch would have been seriously injured.

Ye Han could only avoid its edge, his spiritual power was running rapidly, and he jumped a few times in succession, dodging without danger.

Several large trees were knocked down by the iron-skinned boar, and their roots were broken, startling a large number of birds.

The big tree fell to the ground, the ground shook, Ye Han was secretly surprised, and avoided it, otherwise he would be dead.

"Beast, eat me with a sword!" The iron-skinned wild boar's momentum was unabated, and Ye Han saw the opportunity to rush directly behind it and perform his sword technique.

The sharp swordsmanship and the mighty sword qi all rushed straight to the back of the iron-skinned wild boar.

"Ding, ding, ding, ding..." A series of metal crashes sounded, and the fire splashed everywhere, and the iron boar was in pain, looking up to the sky and wailing.

Ye Han's counterattack did not cause any damage to the iron boar, only leaving a few shallow injuries on its buttocks, and it did not even pierce the skin, but only angered it even more.

"Roar, roar, roar!" The iron-skinned wild boar roared, although it was not injured by Ye Han's attack, it was very painful, its eyes were red, and it turned around and rushed towards Ye Han.

The speed of the iron boar suddenly increased, like a wind rushing in front of Ye Han in an instant, Ye Han didn't have time to dodge, he was beaten alive and flew more than ten meters upside down.

This is the basic skill of the Iron Boar, and it can increase its speed by three times when it rushes wildly.

Fortunately, the fangs of the iron-skinned wild boar did not touch Ye Han, otherwise Ye Han would probably have been hit by now.

Even so, Ye Han was uncomfortable, as if his chest was collapsing, and he couldn't lift any strength in his body.

If it weren't for Ye Han's crazy improvement in the past month or so, his physical body would have improved a lot, and it is estimated that he would have been smashed into a mess of flesh.

Ye Han was dizzy, he felt that the whole sky was spinning, his ears were buzzing, he couldn't hear any sound, and blood kept flowing out of his mouth and nose.

After a short time, he fainted and did not wake up.

The tin boar is rushing madly, like a tank, crushing madly.

If Ye Han couldn't dodge this attack, then he would definitely die.

At this critical juncture, at the last moment, a sudden change occurred.

The frantically rushing iron boar suddenly braked suddenly, stopped his pace, and lay on the ground, trembling all over.

The scarlet color of his eyes had long since faded, leaving only his eyes full of horror, and he pressed his head tightly to the ground, not daring to move for half a minute.

"Sand, sand!" the sound of stepping on the leaves sounded, and the sound got closer and closer, and the tin boar became more frightened.

Even, the iron boar was already incontinent, and there was a smell of commotion.