"The Burning Blood Killing Array, the Space Killing Array, the two killing arrays can be used at the same time. Jun Han groaned.

First use the space killing array to block the enemy in a space of hundreds of zhang, and then activate the blood burning killing array to increase his combat effectiveness to a higher level and kill the opponent.

When he was in the Heavenly Martial Palace, Jun Han was only in the Yellow Spirit Realm, and he used two Demon Seal Arrays at the same time, causing the Demon Seal to backlash, and he couldn't use the Demon Seal for several months.

And now Jun Han is a Xuanling Realm martial artist, and his physical strength has been greatly improved, even if he uses two magic seals at the same time, it will not cause the previous situation.

"Let's carve the Burning Blood Killing Array first!"

Although the power of the space killing array is magical, it does not have great strength, and it is obviously not a good thing to trap the enemy in a space with yourself.

The Burning Blood Killing Array, opening it can not only greatly improve Jun Han's strength, but also have a significant effect.

"Burn Blood Killing Array!"

Jun Han groaned softly, stretched out a finger, a faint glimmer flickered on the tip of his finger, he shook his finger, and sketched it in mid-air.

The Blood Burning Killing Array is a third-grade killing array, and the difficulty of carving is several times that of the second-grade killing array.

At the beginning, Jun Han's attempts were all failures.

Ten times.

Fifty times.

A hundred times.

......

Constantly failing, constantly starting over, this kind of perseverance is really not something that ordinary people can have.

Jun Han's efforts were not in vain, and every attempt he made was more subtle than the last one.

"This guy is simply a crazy person when he cultivates. The little demon sat on the bed boredly, stared at Jun Han, and snorted.

Call......

In front of the door and window of the room, a strange figure flashed.

The little demon looked at the gate sharply, a trace of hostility flowed in his eyes, it looked at Jun Han, and Jun Han also looked at it.

"Someone!"

The little demon nodded, turning into a black light and entering Jun Han's eyebrows.

In the middle of the night, who's outside?

Jun Han's spirit was shocked, and he summoned the Soul Burning Knife, staring at the door with cold eyes.

"More than one person. ”

The little demon said.

Jun Han nodded, pushed the door and walked out, at this time, the Tenth School Palace fell into silence, there was not much light left, and there was no figure in the empty courtyard.

However, others can't feel it, but Jun Han can feel it.

He carried the Soul Burning Knife and walked out of the room, and came to the intricate streets of the Tenth Academy, the long streets, and the moonlight shone in the streets, making the streets a little bleak.

In the moonlight, a figure stood there.

Jun Han walked out, his eyes fell on this person, and asked, "Who are you?"

"Hehehe......"

"The genius of the Tenth Academy Palace, you are Jun Han!"

This warrior was dressed in black, and his face was completely covered by a large hat, and the whole person exuded an eerie and cold atmosphere.

"Who are you?"

The martial artist sneered, raised his head, and said, "Ghost Sword Villa, Ling Feng." ”

"What are you doing here?" Jun Han clenched the Soul Burning Knife in his hand and whispered.

"A few days ago, did you go to the Riot Mountain Range, was my martial artist of the Ghost Sword Mountain Villa killed by you?" Ling Feng asked.

Jun snorted coldly, "Oh, want to do it, do you think you are my opponent?"

"It's not bad!"

Rumble......

As soon as Ling Feng's body moved, the black cloak on his body was thrown off with one hand, and a pure black long knife rushed out, under the moonlight, the cold light shimmered, cutting the air, and went straight to Jun Han and slashed over.

Ling Feng, Xuanwu List, 444th.

This knife was slashed out, with a fierce wind, he was full of confidence, with a sneer on his face: "Anyone who dares to touch my Ghost Knife Villa, give me death!"

The next moment, his eyes were filled with horror.

This knife passed through Jun Han's body, but no blood burst out, the phantom exploded, and at the same time, another shadow came behind Ling Feng.

"Phantom?"

"Not good!"

Ling Feng turned around abruptly and sent out dozens of sword qi towards Jun Han, enveloping Jun Han in the past.

As a powerhouse of the Ghost Knife Villa, Ling Feng's sword skills are indeed superb, and he has also comprehended a kind of knife momentum, which can be regarded as a small achievement in the knife path.

It's a pity that what he met was Jun Han!

"Roll ......"

Jun Han shouted violently, the Soul Burning Knife rolled, and hundreds of sword lights flashed, that kind of speed was even faster than thunder!

Ding, Ding, Ding, Ding! Ding!

A series of crashing sounds rang out.

Ling Feng frantically brandished the black battle knife, and the spiritual power on his body was released, which only then did he resist all the sword qi of Jun Han's sword.

When he looked at Jun Han again, his eyes were full of horror.

"How is this possible?"

You must know that he is a martial artist of the Great Perfection of the Xuanling Realm, ranking 444th on the Xuanwu List, and it is so difficult to block the sword of a Xuanling Realm Small Perfection Martial Artist!

Jun Han lowered his head, and the Soul Burning Knife looked cold and rugged under the moonlight.

The knife was as cold as ice, and Jun Han walked towards Ling Feng step by step, like a god of death.

"You...... Do you really think I'm no match for you? You're just a waste of the Xuanling Realm!"

Ling Feng roared wildly, and a circle of spiritual power burst out, condensing into a huge ghost, and the dark grimace was obviously incomparably clear in the faint moonlight.

"Ghost King Slash!"

Ling Feng jumped up wildly, and under the illumination of the moonlight, this knife slashed, as if it was about to cut Jun Han whole.

"Holy Flame, Burst!"

Jun Han raised his head slightly, pointed at the sky, and a galloping fire dragon, like a lightning shot out, swept towards this Ling Feng.

Seeing this fire dragon, Ling Feng's eyes were about to pop out.

Tianlong Shengyan, but how could the power on the "Holy List" be able to resist Ling Feng?

"Boom ......"

The flames burst out in midair, and a charred black figure flew out and rolled down dozens of feet away.

Ling Feng's knife just now, but he used the "sword momentum", and it was a ground-level inferior martial art, in the face of such an attack, he didn't even use a knife?

Ling Feng was scared, how could he have thought that the waste of the Tenth Academy of the Yandi Academy could have such a powerful strength!

"What other words do you have?"

Jun Han pointed a long knife at the void, but Ling Feng felt that the flame long knife was clamped around his neck.

"You're going to kill me?"

"Don't forget, this is the Tenth Academy, and killing me will definitely not do you any good!"

Ling Feng was not good, looked at Jun Han and said.

Jun Han turned his head slightly, feeling the dozens of martial artists hidden in the shadows, and chuckled: "Don't be afraid, having them present will not affect me in any way." ”

As he spoke, Jun Han swung his Soul Burning Knife and slammed a knife intent attack towards a dark corner, and the fiery sword intent rushed straight towards the shadow.

And at this moment, a series of crisp crashing sounds sounded, and dozens of warriors wearing Phantom Sword Alliance military uniforms and holding long swords walked out of the shadows.

(End of chapter)