More than a dozen black figures rushed in, and countless sword lights illuminated the rain curtain, forming an impenetrable sword net, attacking towards Han Yi.

"Give me death!"

Han Yi's voice was like a bloodthirsty Shura, his mind moved, and the Lingbao long sword behind him shot into the rushing crowd with a terrifying sword aura.

The sword light flickered, blood splattered, and the heads of the four people immediately broke away from their bodies and flew high.

The thought moved again, and the sword array composed of the long sword was like a meat grinder, wringing everyone in front of it into it, bringing bursts of blood rain.

Before these people could even let out a miserable scream, their bodies were torn apart by the fierce sword qi and turned into pieces of minced meat.

"Twelve various martial spirits, twenty kinds of martial arts are being downloaded. ”

"The download is complete, and the download value is increased by 1,800 points. ”

At the end of the village, the sound of fighting kept coming, and it was obvious that Feng Nanfeng, the children of the Han clan, were still fighting fiercely.

Han Yi was worried about his friend's safety, and was about to urge the Swift Shadow Martial Spirit to rush over, but he heard a familiar voice coming.

"Brother Shaofan, these Han clans will be handed over to you, and I will take people outside to stop the incoming enemy. ”

Han Yi's expression was even colder, because this voice was clearly made by Xiao Feiyang.

His blood, from an uncontrollable rage, boiled completely.

Xiao Feiyang and Zhang Shaofan, these two disciples of the family and Feng Nanfeng have some festivals.

But even if it is a life-and-death feud, it is enough to kill yourself, so why bother others who have nothing to do with it?

The behavior of these two men today can be said to be inferior to beasts, and it is not an exaggeration to kill them a hundred times, or a thousand times.

"Haha, Han Yi, I wanted you to live a few more days, but since you sent it to the door yourself, don't leave. When Xiao Feiyang saw Han Yi, he suddenly laughed wildly, "Today, I will use your blood to wash away the humiliation of kowtowing in public." ”

"Give it all to me, fence it up, and chop it into mashed meat!"

Xiao Feiyang ordered loudly, and more than a dozen late-stage martial artists beside him rushed over with bloodthirsty aura, stepping on the blood and water on the ground.

Han Yi's killing intent was already blazing to the extreme, and twelve flying swords came out like locusts behind him.

Sparks splashed in the air, the sound of the long sword breaking kept coming, and four martial artists did not block the flying sword, and their throats were immediately slit, and blood was sprinkled wildly.

The other seven or eight people rushed through the offensive of Han Yi's sword formation, separated the formation, and the long sword and big sword rolled up misty raindrops and slashed at their heads.

Han Yi sneered, and the Wan Jun Divine Fist was immediately struck, and all the sword qi and sword qi dissipated, leaving only his countless fist shadows in the entire space.

These people were beaten upside down and flew out, and behind their backs, Han Yi's twelve flying swords slashed out, and the powerful sword qi completely covered them.

In mid-air, there was another rain of flesh and blood, and under the attack of sword qi, these people couldn't stop a single bit, either their heads flew up, or their bodies were torn apart.

"Twelve martial souls began to download, and thirty martial arts began to download. ”

"All downloads have been completed, and the download value has been added to two thousand three hundred points. ”

"Xiao Feiyang, I want you to die!"

Han Yi didn't pay attention to the system, today he didn't take out the sword for downloading, he just wanted to kill.

Xiao Feiyang's face was a little ugly, seeing Han Yi rushing over, it was actually two wars, and he couldn't even mention the courage of a battle.

"A few deacons still haven't made a move, come soon, more people, Han Yi is too powerful. ”

When he roared in shock, a strong middle-aged man suddenly appeared from the darkness, his martial soul was a giant sword more than a zhang long, swinging a terrifying sword qi and slashing Han Yi's head.

Han Yixuan urged wildly, and two vines, one green and one red, took the lead in growing out from behind him, rolling towards the falling giant sword.

"Martial Soul, Sword Formation!"

At the same time, he urged the martial soul sword array to move, and the six martial soul long swords carried all kinds of light, brilliant and counterattacked.

A golden phoenix covered in fire followed behind the Martial Spirit Sword Array, and where it passed, the rain instantly dissipated and turned into a trace of white heat.

That middle-aged man was just a half-step martial arts cultivator, and when he saw the martial soul sword formation that Han Yifei attacked, a huge fear arose.

It was the fear of death, because he could feel that under Han Yi's attack, he would definitely not be able to escape death.

Sure enough, the Martial Soul Sword Formation was like a sweep, with a rolling wave, involving his giant sword and body.

His body was crumbled into flesh by the sword array, and the intense pain made him scream fiercely, until a huge head flew away from his body, and he was freed from fear and pain.

Death can liberate everything.

'Giant Sword Martial Soul, Giant Sword Slash, Sword Heart Tongming Exercises, start downloading. ”

"The download is complete, and the download value is increased by 800 points. ”

"Quick, kill him, he's a monster, how can he have so many sword martial spirits?!" The ferocious killing move that Han Yi showed just now made Xiao Feiyang frightened and made him even more unbelievable, "Zhang Shaofan, there are not enough people here, so call all the two early martial artists to come over." ”

When he roared like crazy, the twenty or so late-stage martial artists beside him gritted their teeth and rushed towards Han Yi again.

At the same time, these people all urged their martial souls, all kinds of swords, axes and guns in front, and more than a dozen martial soul beasts with teeth and claws in the back, with the sword array in their hands, surrounded Han Yi.

Han Yi didn't want to have any reservations, his gaze swept, and the Martial Soul Sword Array took the lead in buzzing and flying over.

Falcons, lions, wolves, leopards and other martial soul beasts also left their bodies, and after the flying sword martial soul, they roared and pounced on the martial soul that attacked in mid-air.

Under the fierce collision of the martial souls of the two sides, the violent sound resounded in all directions, and the martial souls continued to be annihilated in the fierce wind.

In this collision, Han Yi only relied on the strength of one person to attack the martial souls of more than 20 people, blocking them all.

Xiao Feiyang was stunned, everyone was stunned, they saw something that absolutely violated the rules of martial arts, Han Yi alone, he had so many martial souls.

Xiao Feiyang didn't even see how many martial spirits Han Yi had urged, he just felt that he couldn't count them.

"How is it possible, how can there be a freak like you in the world!" his voice was like a dream, "impossible, absolutely impossible. ”

More than twenty of his subordinates were also shocked, unable to accept the facts in front of them, and the offensive in their hands came to a complete halt.

Han Yi didn't stop at all, the killing move fell out, staggered into the crowd, and harvested life with a long sword.

"The Python Martial Spirit is downloading. ”

"The Giant Bear Martial Spirit is downloading. ”

"Silver Hook Martial Spirit is downloading. ”

"The eighteenth martial arts are being downloaded. ”

A sword swept away, and suddenly five heads left the body and flew out. Sweeping again, the severed arms and thighs flew around again, and the blood that spurted out even dyed the rain curtain scarlet.

As soon as someone dies, the system will sound and all the downloads will be completed by the time the corpses are scattered all over the ground.

"Martial Soul, Chifeng!"

Dealing with all these people, Han Yi's eyes full of murderous intent shot at Xiao Feiyang, and his body was suddenly covered by a shadow.

It was a huge mountain, with monstrous might, and it came towards Xiao Feiyang, who was standing still.

"You, how do you still have a martial spirit? What kind of monster are you?"

Because of the shock, Xiao Feiyang even forgot about his fear, and didn't care about the suppressed mountains at all.

"Boy, don't harm my young master!"

The sound of loud shouts suddenly came from not far away, and at the same time, a huge axe several zhang wide spun rapidly, rushed out of the rain curtain, and crashed into the mountain that was suppressed by Xiao Feiyang.

There was a loud roar, and under the power of the axe's impact, the mountains with tens of millions of weights were also knocked into the gravel and flew out horizontally.

Han Yi squinted, today's real opponent finally appeared.

Early Wuzun master.