Xiao Han still looked at the dozen or so people on the opposite side walking in slowly with a smile on his face, as if he hadn't seen the fierce and vicious looks of the dozen or so people at all, with his eyesight, coupled with the help of powerful spiritual sense, he could see the strength of the dozen or so people on the opposite side clearly. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Among them, the weakest one didn't even reach the Xuan Master, and there were three other people with the strength of the Great Xuan Master, and what surprised Xiao Han the most was that the one who looked the oldest among them actually had the strength of the Xuan Ling, and was one level stronger than the Nine Dragons Captain, the Intermediate Xuan Ling.

The man was a middle-aged man, about forty years old, dressed in a cyan robe, with a fierce face, short hair on his head, and a large beard on both sides of his lips and under his chin.

"A few of you, you've walked so far with you, I don't know what you're doing!" Xiao Han still had a smile on his face, and asked in a flat tone.

The oldest, middle-aged man with an intermediate-level Xuan Ling, stared at Xiao Han fiercely, and said in a deep voice, "It turns out that you have already discovered us. ”

Xiao Han slowly clasped his hands to his chest and smiled: "Of course, you have followed me so blatantly, and you have followed me so far, it is difficult for people not to find out!"

Hearing this, the middle-aged man with the strength of the intermediate Xuan Ling showed a look of sudden realization on his face, and said, "I see, but we were too negligent. Speaking of this, the middle-aged man's face suddenly changed, a pair of sharp eyes stared at Xiao Han tightly, and shouted in a deep voice: "Boy, now the only exit from this road has been blocked by us, if you don't want to die, immediately throw your storage belt and all the valuable items on your body to me, otherwise, you are ready to lie here forever!"

"If you want what I have, it depends on whether you have the strength to take it. Although Xiao Han's tone was flat, the coldness contained in it could be clearly heard by anyone.

Hearing this, the middle-aged man stopped talking nonsense, waved his hand, and shouted: "Everyone give it to me, take him down, and everything on his body will be ours." ”

Hearing the words of the middle-aged man, the dozen or so people around him immediately rushed towards Xiao Han, and a handful of Xuan soldiers also appeared in their hands at the same time, and among them, several people whose strength had not yet reached the strength of Xuan Shi also rushed towards Xiao Han without fear with an iron rod and an iron machete in their hands.

Looking at the dozen or so people rushing towards him, the corners of Xiao Han's mouth showed a sneer, just when the dozen or so people were only less than ten meters away from him, Xiao Han's body jumped slightly, and his whole body flew up like a swallow in the air, and his feet borrowed from the walls on both sides of the alley, and he flew over the top of the heads of the dozen people, and went straight to the direction of the middle-aged man, and at the same time, a silver-white long sword suddenly appeared in his right hand, and then turned into a silver-white lightning bolt in mid-air, stabbing towards the throat of the middle-aged man at a speed that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye。

With the continuous enhancement of his own strength, Xiao Han's physical body has been tempered by spiritual power in a special way, making his body much stronger than before, and the strengthening of his body and the increase of spiritual power have made Xiao Han's sword speed much faster than before.

After all, if you want to increase the speed of your attack, you must not only have strong and strong spiritual power to back it up, but also have very strict requirements for your physical body and body. Therefore, Xiao Han's fast sword, once a person with the same level of strength as Xiao Han will not be able to resist Xiao Han's fast sword, if Xiao Han strikes with all his strength, among people of the same level as him, I am afraid that he will not even have a chance to react, and he will already be sealed by a sword.

Looking at Xiao Han's menacing sword, the middle-aged man showed a sneer on his face, and then a half-human-high machete suddenly appeared in his right hand, the middle-aged man held the knife with both hands, and the powerful spiritual power circulated on the machete, and then he shouted violently, wielding the machete and slashing towards the long sword stabbed by Xiao Han.

"Ding!"

The Cold Moon Sword and the middle-aged man's machete collided together, and a crisp steel resonance erupted, and the two Xuan soldiers collided, and the resulting backlash force actually made the middle-aged man's footsteps take a step back, and then looked at Xiao Han's eyes with a little surprise and disbelief.

Because the middle-aged man didn't take Xiao Han to heart at all before he started, in his eyes, Xiao Han, who was no more than twenty years old at most, almost only had the strength of the Xuan Master, even if he was a genius, at most he was just a beginner in the Great Xuan Master, and there was no threat to a team like him, but it was not until this fight that the middle-aged man was shocked to find that although he had already looked up to Xiao Han in his heart, Xiao Han's strength was far beyond his expectations, even if it was not much weaker than him.

Xiao Han's body rolled in the air a few times, easily unloaded the power of the shock on his body, and finally his body fell to the ground steadily, as soon as he landed, Xiao Han did not pause at all, and his body quickly rushed towards the middle-aged man a few meters away, the cold moon sword in his hand suddenly exuded a layer of hazy sword light, enveloping the entire sword body, and then turned into a silver-white light again and stabbed out at a speed that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, and the target was naturally the throat of the middle-aged man.

"Good coming!" the middle-aged man shouted, brandishing a machete and facing Xiao Han without the slightest fear, but at this moment, his face had become serious.

"Ding, ding, ding!"

In the quiet alley, there was a series of clanging sounds from the collision of magic weapons, and the bodies of Xiao Han and the middle-aged man were moving quickly in this narrow alley. Xiao Han faced an intermediate Xuan Spirit with the strength of an intermediate great Xuan Master, and in the case of a head-on fight, he did not fall behind at all.

Xiao Han's body is light and agile, like a ghost, constantly moving around the middle-aged man, and the silver-white cold moon sword in his hand constantly turns into silver-white light and stabs the middle-aged man's throat in different directions, and the machete in the middle-aged man's hand has been impermeable to his dance, constantly resisting Xiao Han's attacks, at the beginning, the middle-aged man occasionally has the ability to fight back in the face of Xiao Han's endless attacks like a tide, but as Xiao Han's sword speed continues to accelerate, gradually, the middle-aged man has lost the power to resist under Xiao Han's dense attack like a storm, and can only blindly resist。

It's not that the middle-aged man can't fight back, but once he fights back, I'm afraid that before his attack falls on Xiao Han, he himself will be pierced through the throat by a sword as fast as lightning.

The middle-aged man's forehead was already covered with a layer of fine beads of sweat, he didn't expect that the strength of the young man who looked like he was only in his twenties was so powerful, with the strength of his intermediate Xuan Master, he was almost unable to parry, and the most frightening thing for the middle-aged man was that the young man's sword was too fast, not only the speed of stabbing was amazing, but the frequency of the sword was also terrifying.

Now, the middle-aged man regretted it very much in his heart, if he had known that Xiao Han had such a strong strength, he would not have said anything and would not have followed.

In the small alley, more than a dozen people looked at Xiao Han, who was fighting fiercely with the middle-aged man, they also didn't expect that Xiao Han, who looked younger than them, actually had the strength to compete with the boss of himself and others, although they still had more than a dozen people, but in the face of such a battle, they couldn't plug in, even if they rushed up, they were sent to death in vain, although there were three people with the strength of the great Xuanshi, but with the strength of their great Xuanshi, they could see clearly for such a battle, with their eyesight, they could see at a glance that their boss had fallen behind, and they were beaten by Xiao Han without the power to fight back, only blindly resisting, life can be said to be unsafe at any time, even if they and others rush forward, it will be useless, they will just be sent to death in vain, because they have no confidence that they can dodge Xiao Han's lightning-fast sword.

After Xiao Han and the middle-aged man fought again for a few rounds, taking advantage of a gap that the middle-aged man resisted, the sharp light in Xiao Han's eyes flashed away, and his right arm shook suddenly, stretched out like lightning, and under the drive of the arm, the Cold Moon Sword in his hand turned into a silver-white light and stabbed towards the throat of the middle-aged man, and instantly came to the throat of the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man was shocked, in the face of this extremely fast sword, he almost completely lost any ability to dodge and resist, the speed of this sword was too fast, in the eyes of the middle-aged man, the speed of this sword had reached an incredible level, and it was not at all something that he could dodge.

The middle-aged man's face instantly turned extremely pale, and just when he thought he was going to die, the silver-white Cold Moon Sword just touched his throat, and the momentum of the forward rush stopped abruptly at this critical moment, and the sharp tip of the sword just touched the throat of the middle-aged man.

Although the Cold Moon Sword did not pierce the middle-aged man's throat, the middle-aged man still felt that he had difficulty breathing, and there was a sharp pain in his throat where it was pointed by the tip of the sword, as if his throat had been cut by a sword.

The middle-aged man's body maintained its original posture and stood there in a daze, and now he didn't even dare to move, for fear that if he made a slight move, the silver long sword would pierce his throat mercilessly, and the middle-aged man's face was already covered with fine cold sweat.

"Big ...... Big... Swordsman... Heroes spare their lives...... Heroes spare their lives......! Next time... Next time, the little ones will not dare to offend the heroes again. The middle-aged man looked at Xiao Han with fear in his eyes, and begged for mercy in a trembling tone. In this situation where his own value and life are in the hands of the other party, the middle-aged man can no longer care about his own face problem and Xiao Han's age is much younger than himself, in his opinion, as long as he can pick up this life, even if he kneels for Xiao Han, it is not impossible.

Xiao Han stared at the middle-aged man calmly, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then he slowly put away his sword and stood up, and said in a flat tone: "I'm in a good mood today, I don't want to start the killing ring, in the future, you can do it yourself! Don't let me meet you are still doing this business, this place is so close to the Spirit Beast Mountain Range, with your strength, it is more than enough to hunt some low-level spirit beasts." Dropping this sentence, Xiao Han strode out of this small alley.

"Yes, yes, we must follow the orders of the hero, and we will never do this in the future. The middle-aged man hurriedly spoke, looking at him like that, as if he didn't dare to disobey Xiao Han's orders.

When Xiao Han's figure disappeared into the small alley, the middle-aged man took a long breath, stretched out his hand to wipe the cold sweat on his forehead, and now when he recalled the scene of the moment of life and death just now, the middle-aged man felt a burst of fear, just now, his little life was hanging by a thread!

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After leaving the small alley, Xiao Han crossed several streets and then found a hotel to live in. At night, Xiao Han sat cross-legged on the bed, holding a fist-sized iron ore in his hand and studying.

"What the hell is this, it looks like stone, but the material is a little different from stone. It's iron, but it's a little different from iron. Staring at the strange iron ore in his hand, which was the size of a fast fist but weighed more than a hundred catties, Xiao Han's face was full of doubts.

At the beginning, it was the strangeness of the black and white light points projected by the twin star immortal instruments in Xiao Han's dantian that aroused Xiao Han's interest in this piece of iron ore, and Xiao Han clearly felt that the two points of light in his dantian were unbelievably similar to the mood fluctuations of excitement and joy, but when he bought this piece of iron ore, the black and white points of light projection of the twin star immortal instruments in his dantian fell silent again, returning to the previous state, and now even if he held the iron ore in his hand, he could not cause the two points of light in the dantian to move at all。

And for this strange iron ore, Xiao Han also did not know its origin at all, although he had read a lot of Taoist books and ancient books in the scripture pavilion of the academy before, but still did not find the slightest news about iron ore.

Xiao Han took the iron ore and looked at it over and over in his hand for a long time, except for learning that this piece of iron ore was very hard, there was no other gain. Even if he blistered it with water and burned it with fire, he couldn't make the iron ore change at all, and in the end, in desperation, Xiao Han had no choice but to put the iron ore in the storage belt again.

Then Xiao Han once again observed the black and white light points projected by the twin star immortal artifacts living in his dantian, and now the situation of these two light points is the same as in the past, quietly entrenched there, without the slightest movement. (To be continued.) )