Lan Yangxi is dressed in blue aura, burly, with raised sword eyebrows, holding a halberd, and heroic.

The long halberd in his hand, the long handle is made of silver material, and the outside is carved with a blue hollow phoenix pattern.

The man in the green robe twisted the folding fan in his hand, his face was indifferent, looking at the halberd in Lan Yangxi's hand, the majestic aura suddenly appeared, the corners of his mouth rose, and he flipped his wrist.

Seeing this, Lan Yangxi held a halberd in his hand, kept changing his moves, and took turns to pick and stab, all of which made the man in the green robe dodge lightly.

After several rounds, there was no progress, so he poured all the remaining aura into the halberd, and attacked the opponent with a desperate and fatal blow.

The blue-robed man looked at his fancy martial arts, shook his head, and said, "But it's just the Spirit Warrior Realm, how can it be possible to deal with my Spirit Witch Realm? After all, the realm is different, and there is still a big difference!"

Lan Yangxi ignored him, took the halberd, rushed straight into the void, and disappeared.

In an instant, I saw blue spiritual light falling from the sky, transforming into countless charms and spreading throughout the space.

The blue-robed man suddenly felt a "boom" in his ears, as if there were hundreds of people, constantly chanting incantations that made people upset.

He couldn't help but sigh: "It's really a golden rule! Okay, it's up to me to hit the water with all my might, whether I can directly break you." ”

Speaking of this, I saw the man throw the folding fan into the air, and the elegant fan suddenly opened, rotating in the air, forming a circle with a radius of about nine inches and a half. More and faster chapters are here.

The man in the green robe raised his hands above his head, mobilizing all the aura of the dantian and injecting it into the folding fan. His eyes were steady, and he smiled with satisfaction when he saw the folding fan suddenly stop spinning.

I saw that the folding fan formed a cyan aura wheel in countless blue spells, covering the blue-robed man and forming a small space.

Those blue charms were immediately cut off, and there was no way to contact the blue-robed man.

At this time, Han Bing, Hua Rong, and Han Liu'e, who were standing on the periphery, were all envious - just the brilliant aura in the battle also made them feel dazzled and unbelievable. Be the first to update

Suddenly, I saw the folding fan flip, and the cyan aura also turned around, completely aimed at the sky - and the aura suddenly turned into a wave of aura and water, attacking towards the void.

In an instant, those blue spells that inexplicably appeared in the void gradually decreased in number and slowed down the speed of falling.

The corners of the blue-robed man's mouth suddenly rose, and there was joy in his eyes: What about the late stage of the Spirit Warrior Realm, it is just the Spirit Warrior Realm. I didn't expect that this blue phoenix halberd in the phoenix realm couldn't cross the border to fight against the elegant demon fan of the dragon realm, that was the treasure of the phoenix realm?

Thinking of this, he looked at the void with confidence, waiting for Lan Yangxi's appearance.

In a moment, I saw that all the charms disappeared, and in the air, there was suddenly a silver figure - Lan Yangxi seemed to have been hit hard, and fell directly from a high altitude to the ground.

With a "bang", the dust flew, Lan Yangxi fainted to the ground, and his blue phoenix halberd rolled to Han Bing's feet.

The blue-robed man looked at the dying Lanyang River on the ground, suddenly stopped the output of spiritual energy, withdrew the elegant demon fan, exhaled a big breath, and stood in the center.

Han Bing, who was already drowsy, picked up the blue phoenix halberd under his feet with great difficulty, lined the ground with the halberd, slowly moved his body, and leaned towards Lanyang Creek.

The blue-robed man was about to step forward to stop him, but he immediately felt that the spiritual energy in his body was empty, so he remained motionless, barely supporting his body, and stood in place. Be the first to update

Han Liu'e also didn't make any movement because her aura was exhausted, she stared at Han Bing and moved with difficulty.

At this time, Hua Rong looked at Han Bing, who was staggering and moving, and struggled in his heart: Exactly, is this soil bun a spiritual realm? Can I deal with him with the spiritual root that my secret method has raised?

Just as he was entangled, the man in the blue robe said coldly: "Hua Rong, kill Han Bing! The first time to update and you, but understand!"

The tone of the man's speech did not look like a slave of the flower family at all, but on the contrary, it had the flavor of command.

When Han Liu'e heard this, her eyes wrinkled slightly, and she secretly guessed: Who is he? How dare he speak to the arrogant and domineering Hua Rong like this?

Han Bing looked at the dragon sword and breathed a sigh of relief: Even if I don't know martial arts, I can't leave Lanyangxi alone. He was injured to save me.

I saw him walking forward with difficulty, without a trace of timidity. Be the first to update

When Hua Rong heard this, he immediately spat out turbidity, gritted his teeth, and walked towards Han Bing. However, in his heart, he secretly scolded: Dragon Sword, Young Master Ben's life, in your eyes, is it so worthless? The only attack martial art I will make, didn't you say, it can only be used in the middle of the Spirit Child Realm? Now let Young Master Ben, an early stage monk, use it to deal with Han Bing, a dirt bun. Hum...... Do you want this young master, and you will be directly killed by your own attack? You have suffered a thousand knives, and the Hua family has to rely on you Yi Fengtang, so you have to do this. After this incident, if Young Master Ben is still alive, he will definitely not let you go.

I saw Hua Rong clasping his hands together and surrounding the air, wanting to deliver the final blow to Han Bing.

Suddenly, the man in the green robe seemed to think of something, and shouted, "Catch it!"

So, the elegant demon fan came out of his hand and flew towards Hua Rong.

Hua Rong grabbed the demon fan in confusion and looked at the blue-robed man suspiciously.

The man said lightly: "Inject your aura into the demon fan, and be sure to kill Han Bing with one blow!"

Hua Rong looked at the demon fan in his hand, and suddenly smiled: "Haha, Han Bing, you dirt bun, today, you will definitely die!"

Han Bing's whole body was paralyzed, and he looked at the triumphant Hua Rong with difficulty, and thought in his heart: He asked Hua Rong to inject the aura into the demon fan, so should I also inject the aura into this halberd? However, what is the aura? How can I operate the aura? Am I a spiritual cultivator? If today is the death period of my Han Bing, then it is impossible to sit still and wait for the death period.

Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth and closed his eyes, imagining that every corner of his body had purple aura.

An instant later, he actually saw the purple starlight contained in his body, and his heart was horrified: Could it be that this is the aura?

So, he imagined these purple starlight again, following the route planned by his consciousness, slowly surging from his body to his right hand holding the halberd.

Sure enough, those purple starlights really converged on his right hand according to his consciousness—although this movement was very slow, it had already made Han Bing feel ecstatic, as if he had seen the light.

After a while, he found that his original feeling of drowsiness had disappeared, and at this time, his mind was clear, as if he could see any corner of his body, even the faint changes in cell expansion.

Han Bing wondered in his heart: Could it be that this qiē is just his own imagination? When he opens his eyes, this qiē will no longer exist. Or, is this the way to control the aura? Well, even if it's just a blind eye at this time, then let me deceive myself and die like this.

Thinking of this, he closed his eyes tightly, forgetting that he was in danger at this time, and forced himself to fall into conjecture.

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