Under Xiao Han's attack, the middle-aged man only lasted for two breaths before he could resist it, and he kept retreating in embarrassment, and there were already several blood holes and sword wounds on his body, if it weren't for the armor on his body that was completely condensed by spiritual power to offset most of the attacks, I'm afraid he would have suffered far more injuries than that. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The middle-aged man's face was shocked, he didn't expect Xiao Han to not only become a Xuanhuang at a young age, but also so powerful, with his own strength at the same level as him, he was beaten without the power to fight back, especially the sword he stabbed, the speed made him a little flawless, and the dense overlapping sword shadows dazzled him.

The middle-aged man knew that he was invincible, and he no longer loved fighting, so he quickly retreated a distance, and then disappeared into the ground, and fled in exile.

Xiao Han was stunned for a moment when he saw this hand of the middle-aged man, staring at the ground where the middle-aged man disappeared, Xiao Han's eyes were full of surprise, it was the first time he saw someone who would run away.

However, the middle-aged man's method of escaping from the ground was not invisible, and wherever he passed, the dirt on the ground bulged up into a small bag, which was well recognized by anyone with some eyesight.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Xiao Han's mouth, and then his body jumped up, flying up to a height of thirty meters, and then a three-meter-long giant flying sword qi shot towards the bulging small bag with a skyrocketing sword light as fast as lightning.

"Poof!"

The huge sword qi shot straight into the ground, only to see a pillar of blood rising into the sky, and the sword qi sent out by Xiao Han accurately hit the middle-aged man.

However, the middle-aged man didn't snort, and continued to flee towards the distance at a faster speed, and after suffering a loss, he also learned to be obedient, and dived deeper into the ground, and it was difficult to detect his traces even from the ground.

Although Xiao Han can't fly in the sky, he can already float in the air for a short time, but the consumption of spiritual power is very large. He floated in the air at a height of thirty meters, his sharp eyes constantly scanning the direction of the middle-aged man's escape, and now the middle-aged man dived deeper into the ground, making it difficult for Xiao Han to detect his traces.

After half a sound, a piece of weeds in the distance shook slightly, Xiao Han's expression moved, without the slightest hesitation, the Cold Moon Sword stabbed out one after another, shooting out dozens of powerful and fierce sword qi that enveloped the area within a ten-meter range.

The ground was shot out by the sword qi of dozens of huge holes the size of buckets, and the flat ground instantly became full of holes.

"Little bastard, don't deceive people too much. The short middle-aged man jumped out of the ground covered in blood, glared at Xiao Han and shouted.

Xiao Han landed quickly from the air, and rushed towards the middle-aged man without saying a word. The middle-aged man had just attacked him, if it weren't for his strength, I am afraid that he would have already become the soul of the middle-aged man's knife, where could he still be as lively as he is now.

Moreover, the middle-aged man has the strength of Emperor Xuan, and he is cautious, after collecting it for ten months, there must have been a lot of participating arrows, which is exactly what Xiao Han needs.

"Damn, little bastard, I remember today's events, and I will definitely pay it back a hundred times in the future. The short middle-aged man cursed, cursing in his mouth, and then did not dare to hesitate at all, and when Xiao Han chased after him, he jumped into the ground again and disappeared.

"Where to go!" Xiao Han shouted angrily, finally forcing the middle-aged man out of the ground, how could he let him leave so easily.

The Cold Moon Sword in Xiao Han's hand danced quickly, and a large area of sword qi shot towards the ground where the middle-aged man disappeared one after another, striking indiscriminately.

Dusty, smoky and dusty, blood constantly coming out of the ground, although the middle-aged man has the magic power of retreat, but obviously unable to drill into the ground too deep, can only act on the surface of the ground, resulting in a lot of injuries under Xiao Han's indiscriminate attack of sword qi.

The middle-aged man was once again forced out of the ground by Xiao Han, this time Xiao Han didn't give him a chance to breathe, turned into an afterimage and chased after him in an instant, and the sword shadow in the sky shrouded the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man had to resist hard, but he was now seriously injured, his movements were slightly sluggish, and he was not as flexible as before, only blocking two swords, and the third sword was pierced through the shoulder by Xiao Han.

The middle-aged man let out a muffled snort, and the muscles in his face began to twitch, and at this time, Xiao Han's fourth sword had already stabbed again.

The middle-aged man's face was horrified, his head was tilted, and the Cold Moon Sword almost grazed his neck, but it immediately swept along his neck at a speed that exceeded the middle-aged man's nervous reaction.

"Poof!"

Pillars of blood rose into the sky, and the middle-aged man's entire head was severed off, staining the earth red with blood.

Xiao Han scavenged the middle-aged man's storage belt, found more than 400 competition arrows from it, and also a purple gold card, three fourth-order beast pills and hundreds of purple lazuli stones, the harvest was very rich, and then drifted away.

Xiao Han walked on the plains like a leisurely stroll, all the way to collect the competition arrows, but the harvest was not very satisfied, since the short middle-aged man's incident passed, a full three days, Xiao Han only collected more than fifty competition arrows, although he met a lot of people during the period, but the competition arrows on their bodies have already been snatched away by others, leaving only the most basic things for them to make a living.

Three days later, Xiao Han crossed the plain and came to a large prairie, the grass on the grassland was half a man high, and the scenery under his feet was difficult to see.

In the grassland, there are many kinds of poisonous snakes hidden, and even some small poisonous snakes are less than a meter long, but the toxins are very domineering, and it only takes two hours to poison King Xuan.

They seem to be born to lurk, lurking in the grass without moving, let alone making the slightest sound, with the help of the cover of lush weeds, it is difficult for people to detect their existence, during this period, Xiao Han's feet were also bitten by them several times, but they are harmless, Xiao Han, who has a non-toxic body, is not afraid of these toxins at all.

At this time, a piercing sound of breaking the air came into Xiao Han's ears, Xiao Han's eyes suddenly became fierce, and then the Cold Moon Sword immediately appeared in his hand and stabbed forward.

"Bell!"

A strong force came, shocking Xiao Han's arm a little numb, only to see a black crossbow arrow the thickness of an adult's arm blocked by the Cold Moon Sword, the crossbow arrow was made of stainless steel, and after special forging, it was very hard.

"Whoosh!"

The sound of breaking the air kept coming, and the steel crossbow arrows with the thickness of an arm shot from afar under the cover of the grass, and the target was directly aimed at Xiao Han.

Xiao Han's Cold Moon Sword danced rapidly, judging by the sound of the attack, the attacking crossbow arrows were blocked one after another, and the powerful strength from the crossbow arrows shook Xiao Han's entire right arm numb.

After blocking the crossbow arrows, Xiao Han jumped up from the grass, stepped on the tips of the grass with his feet and ran in mid-air, and quickly chased in the direction where the crossbow arrows came from.

During this period, the thick crossbow arrows were constantly shot at Xiao Han, for these crossbow arrows Xiao Han can dodge and dodge, and if he can't dodge, he will be hard to dodge, all the way down, there are more than ten crossbow arrows blocked by Xiao Han, and there are more than 20 empty shots.

Soon, Xiao Han came to the place where the crossbow arrows were fired, only to see three strong-tendon ballista cars hidden in the weeds, and five middle-aged men were busy around the ballista, constantly replenishing the crossbow arrows for the ballista.

Xiao Han has seen such a crossbow in Orange City, it is a high-grade strong-tendon ballista, and the crossbow arrows shot are extremely powerful, just one crossbow arrow can penetrate the bodies of several first-order and second-order spirit beasts, and it can easily kill the fourth-order spirit beasts, even King Xuan can't hard-shake the steel crossbow arrows shot by the strong-tendon ballista head-on.

What Xiao Han didn't expect was that someone actually moved in the strong-tendon crossbow cart used to guard the city.

Seeing that Xiao Han was unharmed at all, his face did not change as he passed through the blockade of dozens of crossbow arrows, and the faces of the five middle-aged men who were busy around the strong-tendon ballista all changed.

"Oops, he's a powerhouse of the Xuanhuang rank, let's run away. A middle-aged man with a quick reaction immediately opened his mouth and shouted, and then ignored the three valuable strong-tendon ballistas, scattered and fled. They came to the smart and did not gather together, but scattered in one direction and fled.

can be unscathed under the continuous shooting of the strong crossbow car, which is only possible for the powerhouses of the Xuanhuang rank.

A sneer appeared on Xiao Han's face, and a two-foot-long pure sword qi suddenly burst out from his fingers, and the sword qi came out of his hand, turning into a silver-white ray of lightning, shooting towards a person like lightning, directly shooting out the target's throat into a transparent hole two fingers wide.

Xiao Han shot out five sword qi in a row between his fingers, killing all five people who had escaped, and then unhurriedly came to their corpses and began to search their storage belts.

Half-ringing, Xiao Han looked at the thirty or so pitch-black arrows in his hand with a smile on his face, and nodded with satisfaction. There are more than 30 participating arrows on the five Xuan Kings, which is indeed rare, and it seems that they have already shot many targets with the help of the special terrain here, because under the continuous shooting of this strong crossbow arrow, the chance of the Xuan King surviving is less than one percent.

The next day, Xiao Han crossed the prairie and suddenly captured the footprints left by a large group of people, judging from the footprints, this group of people also had at least hundreds of people, which was a large team.

Xiao Han followed the remaining footprints of the group, and finally came to a steep mountain range, the mountain range was bare, not a single inch of grass, and the sword-shaped peaks rose from the ground, straight into the sky, difficult to climb.

Xiao Han observed the footprints on the ground all the way, jumping around in the mountains, and when he climbed a huge mountain rock, a sound of fighting faintly came into Xiao Han's ears.

Xiao Han looked around, but the surrounding scenery was blocked by huge mountains and rocks, and nothing was found at all, and the sound and shadow echoed in the mountains, making it difficult to capture the exact direction.

Xiao Han looked around, and finally his gaze fell on a fifty-meter-high sword-shaped mountain not far away, and then flew up, and in a few vertical leaps, he was already standing on the top of a fifty-meter-high peak.

Standing on the top of the peak, Xiao Han really found that there was a large group of people fighting five kilometers ahead, there were hundreds of people, the most conspicuous of which was that one person was wrapped in a layer of faint white light, constantly flashing in the crowd, the speed was very fast, no one could touch the corner of his clothes, and wherever he passed, the people around him kept falling.

A gleam flashed in Xiao Han's eyes, and he could see at a glance that the person wrapped in white light turned out to be a Wind Spirit Root Xuan Emperor, who was slaughtering a hundred Xuan Kings with his own strength.

The battle only lasted for a short time, and less than twenty of the hundreds of Xuan Kings were still standing, and those twenty people also knew that they were invincible and were not in love, so they immediately threw down their storage belts and scattered and fled in all directions.

The Xuan Emperor did not go after him, but began to collect the arrows in the storage belt one by one.

Suddenly, Xiao Han jumped down from the fifty-meter-high peak and shot in the direction of the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man who was collecting the arrows for the competition five kilometers away found Xiao Han for the first time, and with his superb eyesight, he also discovered the strength of the comer, and then the speed of collecting the arrows for the competition was even faster.

Xiao Han kept jumping between the mountains, approaching the middle-aged man at an extremely fast speed, spanning a distance of five kilometers in less than ten breaths, and the Cold Moon Sword stabbed straight out towards the middle-aged man with a fierce sword aura.

The middle-aged man didn't have time to clean up the remaining storage belt, took out a palm-wide long sword, and slashed towards Xiao Han's Cold Moon Sword with surging wind and spiritual power fluctuations.

The two magic weapons collided together in mid-air, erupting into a strong spiritual power fluctuation, causing a large spiderweb-like crack on the hard ground under his feet.

After a blow, Xiao Han's footsteps slipped, and he came to the middle-aged man's side like a ghost, and the Hanyue Sword turned into a hazy sword shadow and stabbed towards the middle-aged man again, it seemed that there was only one sword, but Xiao Han had already stabbed out three swords in succession.

The middle-aged man's eyes flashed, and he said secretly: "What a subtle swordsmanship!" Immediately, the flying sword in his hand also turned into a hazy sword, blocking Xiao Han's Cold Moon Sword, and the middle-aged man's speed was not much different from Xiao Han's due to his deep wind spiritual power.

The bodies of the two of them moved rapidly in the field, and the strong wind brought by them caused a violent wind to blow around them, and the stones of the sword shadow on the ground cracked into dense cracks.

The sword in Xiao Han's hand is getting faster and faster, and the trajectory of the swordsmanship movement is getting more and more weird, making it more and more difficult for the middle-aged man to resist, and he is slowly forced into a disadvantage by Xiao Han.

The middle-aged man's expression became more and more solemn, he didn't expect to meet such a strong man today, at such a young age, he could force himself to such a point that he had already reached the strength of the Fifth Xuanhuang.

Suddenly, the Cold Moon Sword in Xiao Han's hand trembled suddenly, and immediately turned into a sword shadow in the sky to envelop the middle-aged man, and the sword shadows were densely packed, overlapping, covering the sky and the sun, enveloping every piece of void in front of the middle-aged man. (To be continued.) )