The terrifying sword light roared, and the flying sword was unsheathed!

Han Lin felt that there was a burst of intoxicating light in front of him, cutting through his vision.

Flying swords, no need to hold them.

Even if Jian Mingyue was sitting on a chair at this moment, with one leg being lifted by Han Lin on his shoulder, he could still stab at the target with precision!

"Die for me!!"

There was moisture in Jian Mingyue's eyes, if she could barely endure it before, then now, she had gone berserk!

Han Lin also felt that his behavior was indeed too light.

This is because he was suppressed to the extreme, he was angry and unwilling to surrender, and he didn't want to be overwhelmed by the unknown, so he followed his instinct and desire to explore the mysterious realm.

Now he felt that he had seen through the essence of the technique called "Fang Yuan" that Jian Mingyue used.

And at the price, the flying sword, has been stabbed!

Boom –

Naturally, after feeling the crisis, Han Lin's one hundred and thirteen years of skill exploded!

Even if the Crazy Knife Heart Method is not fully activated, the power is instantaneous, and it has been improved to one hundred and thirty years!

A bloodthirsty mad force caught up with the cold iron slashing flying sword.

In Jianmingyue's eyes, surprise appeared.

The body of the man in front of her, clinging to herself, was still holding her legs, and she could clearly feel that she was underestimating the other party.

is so powerful, it's not just a beginner martial saint.

Jianmingyue instantly felt that she had miscalculated.

Because of such a powerful internal qi, at such a close distance, it was enough to temporarily resist her flying sword, and even if the opponent's dog jumped over the wall in a hurry, she would be in danger!

At this moment, she subconsciously wanted to urge Fang Yuan, open the distance, and start a real fight.

But suddenly, in Han Lin's eyes, the red color disappeared!

"Princess, I'm sorry, I was rude. "That crazy instinct, being crushed, alive!

Originally, the one hundred and thirty years of skill that was almost about to roar out disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Poof-

The flying sword stabbed into Han Lin's chest according to the trajectory, as if it had been cut into defeat.

Even though Han Lin had two high-level martial arts skills, his level was too low to resist at all.

In an instant, the flying sword pierced out from the other side of Han Lin's body, piercing through the right chest.

Blood splattered.

Han Lin's figure, with the power of a flying sword, slowly fell.

The terrifying flying sword, with a power that Han Lin couldn't comprehend, brought a huge impact on his body and spirit, even if he was a martial saint cultivator, he felt that his eyes were dark, and his life was constantly passing away.

This made Jian Mingyue, who wanted to urge Fang Yuan to pull away and then start fighting, stunned......

"Why don't you block it??"

Jianmingyue was stunned.

Outside the door, Xiaowen, who was still blushing and heartbeating a moment ago, peeked at the young master pressing Jian Mingyue, and was ashamed, and rushed in directly!

"Young Master!"

A pair of tender white hands pressed on Han Lin's chest in a panic.

Although the wound pierced by the flying sword was not large, the amount of bleeding was terrifying and abnormal, as if it could not be stopped at all, far beyond ordinary sword wounds.

Xiaowen instantly shed tears, quickly took off her coat, and began to tear.

Because she had also cultivated for more than two months, she finally barely managed to do it, tore her clothes, and wrapped her body around Han Lin indiscriminately.

Jian Mingyue stood aside in a daze, her face constantly changing.

The two of them were about to fight just now, although she didn't aim at the vital point, but in the face of the threat of the flying sword, it didn't mean that she could accept it with peace of mind.

Han Lin's heart was completely messed up again.

She was going to be desperate to kill the disciple in front of her.

But now, for some reason, I can't do it......

In the end, Jian Mingyue didn't say anything, stomped hard, and rushed out of the house.

Xiaowen couldn't take care of the other party at all, and used an unfamiliar technique to bandage the wound on Han Lin's chest, which was not big, but couldn't stop the bleeding at all.

She was anxious, but Han Lin's eyes were open, and there was brilliance in them.

"Fang Yuan...... It's no longer mysterious, it's okay to resist. Han Lin whispered in his mouth, his internal organs shattered and mixed with blood foam, oozing out of his mouth.

But his eyes are bright, and through personal experience, he has been determined!

The so-called square circle is not a high-speed movement at all, but an instantaneous transfer!

Because Jianmingyue's legs don't have that kind of muscles, and they can't feel that kind of power, they can make overspeed movements beyond their sight.

The embroidered shoes that were not worn at all were proof, and the legs that I touched with my own hands were also evidence.

Moreover, Han Lin thought back and noticed the movement before Jianming Yue, which seemed to have a distance limit and a pause.

It's not that it's inexplicable.

But thinking of this, Han Lin was even more puzzled.

Because of teleportation, even if the distance is very short, in his heart, it is still 10,000 times more difficult than speeding.

"Flying, teleporting, and this terrifying flying sword......"

Han Lin gradually realized that the so-called immortal cultivators were different from martial arts, this was true!

It's not a difference in strength at the level of strength, but an essential difference!

What the other party is doing is what martial arts seems, and it is impossible to do it.

"Young master, young master!" At this time, Xiaowen was extremely panicked, and what was even more worried was that the young master seemed to be in a trance, and he was not struggling to survive.

"Xiaowen, don't worry...... Ahem, ahem. Han Lin tried to smile and wanted to start healing.

But he also found that the sword instantly passed through his body, leaving some terrifying power in his body, affecting his recovery.

"This flying sword is so terrifying, the three basic immortal cultivators, the flying sword, Fang Yuan, and one more, what is it?...... No, I can't think about it anymore, if I don't heal with all my strength, I'm really going to die......"

Han Lin flashed a trace of helplessness.

But at this time, the anxious Xiaowen suddenly saw a small white bottle standing at the door of the living room!

"That's ...... "She was also smart, and immediately ran over and picked up the bottle.

As soon as she opened it and smelled it, Xiaowen felt a burst of indescribably rich aroma, even if she used to help with the medicinal herbs at home, she had never smelled anything like it at all.

Inside, it's a golden, viscous liquid that looks transparent and a bit like honey.

"Young Master, is this what the princess gave you? can you use it?" Xiaowen hurriedly ran back and asked.

"Yes, it doesn't have to be that hard for her to kill me. The corners of Han Lin's mouth showed bitterness.

This time, he did a little, playing with fire.

It was said that the tiger's ass could not be touched, but he touched the princess's leg fiercely.

To be honest, it was also forced by Jianmingyue, who was in a trance at that time, and he wanted to fight back, and he also wanted to find out the true face of the other party's magic skill and eliminate the fear in his heart.

But Han Lin had to admit that people were not sages, and he had a trace of evil thoughts.

Those legs are indeed the only ones he has seen flat, flawless, and damn comfortable to the touch!

But it is impossible for an ordinary person, or even for himself to act.

It can only be said that he saw the power of the immortal for the first time, and even Jianmingyue played with him between applause with his two feet before, he was too eager to fight back, and lost his calm and restraint.

At this time, Xiaowen had already carefully rubbed the golden liquid on Han Lin's wound.

Han Lin instantly felt that the power that was difficult to deal with before was dissipating rapidly, and the wound felt cold, and it was actually stopping the bleeding immediately.

"This removes the power of the flying sword left in my body, with my ability to heal itself, and then it will be completely fine, and I know that the direction of her stab at that time will not be fatal. ”

Han Lin's heart was relieved, and finally, he fell into a deep sleep.

......

Early the next morning, because of Jian Mingyue's unknown elixir and his powerful self-healing, the wound had almost healed, and even the internal organs injured in his body, Han Lin also felt that he had recovered.

It's just that as soon as he opened his eyes, before he moved, he felt that his hands were slippery and warm.

Han Lin was stunned, turned his head to look, and found that his hand was actually inside Xiaowen's skirt, touching Xiaowen's thigh!

At this time, Xiaowen felt that the young master was awake, she was very nervous, and said timidly: "Although it is not as good as the princess, if the young master wants to touch it...... Just touch me!"

She plucked up her courage and said, instantly making Han Lin cry and laugh.

"I didn't have that hobby, it was a special circumstance, an accident. Han Lin withdrew his hand, but he didn't notice that Xiaowen had a trace of disappointment in her eyes.

But she didn't show it, and took out the bedside, a letter, and a vial.

"This is sent by Grandma Qiu, and there is also the medicine left by the princess yesterday, there is a surplus. ”

This healing elixir may be life-saving in the future, so Han Lin put it away directly, and then opened the letter and looked at it, and found that the handwriting was beautiful, giving people a very fresh feeling.

He read it quickly, and it was written that he wanted to collect as much tribute as he could within two months.

And if you are sure, you must face Jianchen, and even expand the bet, if you lack a bet, go to Yu Shuanghan to borrow.

signed, it was Jianmingyue, but there was no mention of yesterday's incident.

Seeing the other party's tone of treating nothing as if nothing had happened, Han Lin was slightly disappointed in his heart, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Yuan Gong, she wants it too?"

With a move in his heart, there was no reason written on the letter, but Han Lin felt that if he emphasized the weakening of Jianchen's side, there should be some competition to happen, if he asked Yu Shuanghan, maybe the other party knew.

"There are still two months, so there's no hurry, let's recuperate first, and write some cheats by the way. ”

Thinking like this, Han Lin lay down again, looked at the ceiling, and closed his eyes.

Countless martial arts that I had seen before began to appear in my mind, and all the distracting thoughts, such as the white leg, were suppressed.