Everything here was shaking, and three strange high platforms appeared under the feet of Mu Xin, Leng Cen, and Luo Mingling, and the high platforms were blue and bright, faintly swirling, from one to three, from three to five, from five to seven. Finally, it falls to the number of anodes.

The nine high platforms are secretly combined with the stars, formed in an instant, and when they are synthesized, the starry sky rotates, and the mountain wind shouts.

"Leng Cen, turn to attack Zhang Shaoyuan, Mu Xin and Ming Ling, lead them to the heart of the formation! Contain them with all your might!" The wind evil secretly transmitted, and at the same time, the spirit sword in his hand kept stabbing towards Han Dakang and Han Likong for a moment.

The three of them drew their swords at the same time, stepped on the high platform, and came out of the formation.

The cold sword came in an instant, Leng Cen clenched the sword in his hand and rushed towards Zhang Jiuhe. Zhang Jiuhe took out his two swords together and stabbed at Leng Cen.

There should be no doubt about the heavenly steps against the earth steps, but just as he was about to be stabbed, Leng Cen suddenly turned backwards and took off continuously. Zhang Jiuhe's left hand stabbed and shook, the sword was fierce, and he only raised his eyebrows. The tip of the sword suddenly approached, but the person who was spinning suddenly disappeared after a few encounters......

At the same time, Han Muxin and Luo Mingling stepped on the formation platform from afar, and the momentum of the two of them increased with each step......

Luo Mingling calmly took out the sword and stabbed Zhang Shaoyuan directly, Han Mu's eyebrows were shallow and worried with the sword momentum, and he raised his sword and stabbed Zhang Zhaoping in the throat......

One hit misses, retreats, disappears in an instant, the same......

The midnight was dark, the bamboo shadow was slightly oblique, and the three members of the Zhang family unconsciously drilled into the formation. Wind Evil shouted from afar - "Rise up!"

Zhang Jiuhe secretly felt bad, but he had no way of knowing, so he could only nervously perceive the surroundings, his eyes staring at the three of them.

Feng Xie smiled contemptuously, and a sword suddenly appeared next to Zhang Jiuhe, approaching his back of the heart......

Zhang Jiuhe dodged sideways, but before he could counterattack, another sword suddenly came like the wind......

One sword after another, Zhang Jiuhe couldn't see the person who came out of the sword at all, he could only have a murderous aura when the sword edge approached......

Zhang Jiuhe's face flushed, and suddenly, he swung out a sword, and when the sword came out, a bloody light flew down, but the figure was still nowhere to be seen......

Ground steps against heavenly steps, three people against three people, when they were in a-for-tat confrontation, the two Han family had already given up killing Han Muxin and went straight to the wind evil. But seeing the wind evil flying up, flying far away to the depths of the bamboo forest, the bizarre firefly in his hand fluttered and condensed into a cloud of light mist, the wind evil reached in with his right hand, and then pulled out a long sword.

The vision of the two was blurred, three sword qi approached at the same time, and three figures fell at the same time. Luo Mingling took out the sword sharply, the tip of the sword was raised, obliquely raised, and was falling, like a shocking dance. Leng Cen's sword was in the wind, and the sword light flickered, stabbing suddenly.

The wind evil turned around and flew around, and the two strange symbols in his eyes overflowed and suddenly appeared, but not towards the three people in front of him, but towards the center of the formation.

"Shepherd's heart, join the array!" the runes flew down from the center of the formation, the thick fog protruded, and the wind evil shouted loudly, and then turned around and flew out.

The sword is seven feet long, the color is like the sea, and the momentum is like a mountain. The wind evil slashed horizontally with a long sword, and swept diagonally......

Han Dakang and Han Likong had already suppressed their anger, and at this time, they had already ignored the transcendent identity of the so-called Heavenly Order, and they were two enemies and one with their palms, and their palms were connected, and the palms were like hurricanes, violent and ruthless, and the momentum of killing was coming to the sky.

Four palms are connected, long and short are stacked, dense and not ventilated. Fist after palm, palm after fist, straight split the head of the wind evil......

The wind evil squinted coldly, the long sword was vertical and horizontal, and the fist was connected, and the palm was broken......

The pupils were dead and silent, and the spine of the sword blade was dancing with demonic spirit flames, like a spirit, tearing and rushing up......

Han Split Kong stared closely at the position of the sword, the sword came out, and the palm fell, but it was a pity that the speed of the wind evil was faster than him, plus the concealment charm in his body, the wind evil came out and disappeared, and he couldn't figure out his location in a short period of time.

"Ye Fengxie, what the hell is this!Are you a human or a ghost!" Han Likong smashed his fist and shouted. However, the wind evil face was expressionless, and he raised his sword downward, raising his body, completely ignoring.

The tip of the sword was downward, and the wind demon suddenly fell in the air. The sword went towards Han Split, and Han Splitkong dodged sideways. The sword was still downward, and just as he was about to stab the middle-aged ground, the wind evil suddenly hit the ground, took advantage of the momentum, and then stabbed at Han Dakang.

Leng Cen, Luo Mingling, and Han Muxin wandered between Zhang Jiuhe, with a weak enemy and a strong enemy, they were struggling to maintain it from beginning to end, even if they had a concealment charm that could be temporarily hidden, they would inevitably dodge without hurrying, and they passed by the fierce offensive. The Heavenly Rank is the Heavenly Rank after all, and after several attacks, the three of them were injured more or less. Fortunately, the effect of the healing charm on these traumatic injuries is particularly obvious.

At this time, their cultivation that was temporarily strengthened by virtue of the Cardinal Three Talent Formation had reached the extreme. Feng Evil's eyes drooped slightly, and he secretly swallowed the elixir in his mouth, and the long sword was thrown suddenly, stabbing Han Dakang. Immediately, he rose into the air, floated in the air, and lightly recited the words of summoning the spirit......

The ten fingers were slightly closed, and the edict in the center of the eyebrows was immediately divided into four directions, drawing a track for summoning spirits......

Countless fluorescent lights gathered in an instant, evolving into a sky full of stars, suppressing the brilliance of the stars......

Han Dakang barely calmed down, but he saw the wind and slash his palm violently. In the palm of his hand, the blood that lingered with a little starlight swayed in the air, throwing out a mysterious river of blood......

The river of blood was the guide, and the spiritual light condensed into nine thousand spirit swords, hanging in the air......

"What's going on?!" Han Dakang drank.

"Quick! Hurry up! This kid is too weird to fight for a long time......"

Han Dakang and Han Splitkong had already noticed that something was wrong, but an enchantment suddenly appeared around them, which was better than that of the Zhantian Gang at that time. Just as they were attacking the barrier with all their might, the river of blood swirled silently, gradually overflowing, and in a short time, it was scattered into a sky of blood beads.

Blood beads, no more, no less, exactly nine thousand, swirling and flying, faintly exuding a special blue starlight, blending into the spirit knife. Every bead of blood was submerged into every spirit knife, and after it was submerged, it suddenly turned into an obscure symbol.

The wind evil condensed, lowered his eyes, and suddenly waved his palm towards Han Likong and Han Dakang.

"Bloodthirsty!"

"Burning Spirit!"

"Musashi!"

Three loud shouts came out one after another......

The huge disc composed of the spirit knife seemed to have eyes, aiming at the two Han family and falling heavily!

Han Dakang and Han Likong clenched their fists and forced out the true qi of their whole body, forming a true qi shield. However, the disc that should have fallen evenly suddenly changed its trajectory! All the spirit knives actually used spiritual blood as a guide, and they all flew towards Han Dakang alone.

Han Likong had the heart to help and tried his best to twist it, but his eyes flickered, his old face twitched slightly, and he didn't move after all.

He was afraid, just like Han Dakang felt that he was about to die at this time. These never-before-seen things brought by the wind evil again and again, and the shock brought to him again and again, made him lose the heart of a strong man long ago. Perhaps the longer you live, the more you will be afraid of death, and whether you are brothers or friends, it is not as important as your own life.

Death came in an instant, and Han Dakang still couldn't believe that there were such strange exercises in this world, such a strange person, this person was only a teenager under the age of eighteen.

His eyes were open, but those old eyes didn't seem to be just about the wind evil.

Just as thousands of spirit knives smashed into Han Dakang's True Qi shield, Han Split Kong struggled, and finally suddenly flew away.

In this regard, Feng Xie was disdainful, and with a wave of his hand, the knife formation turned and flew towards Han Split.

"Don't! Don't come here!" Han Likong shouted, using all his strength, speeding forward, towards the three members of the Zhang family, and towards Han Muxin. Wind Evil's face changed slightly, and he chased after him.

"Zhang Jiuhe, Zhang Jiuhe, Mu Xin, Mu Xin, help me ......" Far away, Han Likong seemed to grasp a life-saving straw, exclaiming, and actually gave up Zhang Jiuhe's assistance and flew straight to Han Muxin. Zhang Jiuhe and the others didn't know why, but even if they really wanted to help, Leng Cen and Luo Mingling's attacks didn't stop for a moment, and it was difficult to get out of the attacks one after another.

"Han Splitkong, are you embarrassed?" Wind Evil suddenly flew in front of him.

Mu Xin frowned, looked at the old man in front of him, and his body trembled slightly. Soon, it disappeared in front of everyone's eyes. Wind Evil's eyes flickered, and then he waved his hand resolutely. The spirit swords came one after another, all unhindered, and they all rushed towards Han Split, passing through his chest.

At this moment, the air was faintly fluctuating, and the concealment charm that was supposed to last for three breaths actually failed!

In front of Zhang Jiuhe's eyes, a figure gradually appeared. Wind Demon's eyes were bloodshot and ejected, but a sword piercing his throat had already pierced out......