The man in a white robe with a thin figure had already come to Xiao Han and the others, and seeing that Xiao Han had not meant to dismantle the tent, his face couldn't help but be angry, and said, "Didn't you hear what I said, I asked you to dismantle the tent for me immediately." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" said, the young man directly kicked Ma Yin's tent away, and then continued to come to the tent close to Xiao Han, and kicked out again, trying to kick Xiao Han's tent away.

A strong killing intent flashed in Xiao Han's eyes, and the Cold Moon Sword instantly appeared in his right hand, only to see the silver-white light flash away, and the Cold Moon Sword slashed through the thin man's leg at lightning speed.

"Ahh

Xiao Han withdrew the Cold Moon Sword and kicked it in the chest of the thin man, kicking his entire body to a distance of ten meters, before finally falling to the ground in embarrassment and rolling several times.

The thin man's endurance was obviously very weak, and the huge pain from the broken leg made him constantly let out a desolate scream, and his expression was very painful.

The faces of the people around him who were watching the excitement changed in unison, staring at Xiao Han's face in his twenties in disbelief, the scene in front of him was really beyond everyone's expectations.

A middle-aged man in a purple robe with a resolute face walked out of a tent, this person was naturally one of the twelve people who had just returned from the depths of the forest, the middle-aged man in the purple robe walked out of the tent, and when he saw the thin man whose leg was cut off, a trace of imperceptible essence flashed in his eyes, and then he glanced around with a sharp gaze and said, "What happened here." The purple-robed middle-aged man's voice was very calm, and he seemed to be just asking casually.

At this time, the tents of the rest of the tents were also opened, and several figures came out of them, all of whom had returned from the depths of the forest earlier, and the screams of the thin men caused a lot of movement.

"Little Four, who injured you. An exclamation suddenly came, and a middle-aged man with a scar on his face walked to the thin man whose right leg was cut off by Xiao Han, with an angry face on his face.

"Big brother, it's him, it's him who cut off my leg, my leg, I'm my leg! Big brother, you must help me kill him. The thin man pointed at Xiao Han with a resentful face and said, the pain in his heart had completely distorted the muscles of his face, and he looked extremely hideous.

The middle-aged man with the scar stared at Xiao Han with a gloomy face, and slowly stood up, a three-meter-long fiery red spear quickly condensed, and then rushed towards Xiao Han without saying a word, and with the spear dancing, it stabbed towards Xiao Han with a scorching wave of fire.

Xiao Han's eyes flashed away, and the Cold Moon Sword collided with the spear with a fierce sword qi, and the surging spiritual power fluctuations that erupted from the collision of the two pressed down the ground within a radius of ten meters to a depth of three feet.

The people around consciously retreated a distance, clearing a piece of air for the two to settle their grievances.

Xiao Han's Cold Moon Sword stabbed out like lightning, only to see one after another sword shadows flashing in mid-air, and finally gradually evolved into a sky of sword shadows shrouded the middle-aged man with scars, and the clanging sound made by the collision of magic weapons in the field was endless, and the surging spiritual power fluctuations had already destroyed the surrounding mess.

"This kid's strength is not weak! he can be on par with the battle of Jueji. Looking at the fight between Xiao Han and the two, the young man who was caught by the fiery red sword muttered, his tone full of surprise.

"This young man is not simple! he can rely on his own strength to fight with Jue at a young age, and he will not fall behind at all, his talent is really terrible, over time, when he really grows up, he must be a man of the hour, Childe, do you say we should win him over. Beside the young man with the fiery red flying sword on his back, the middle-aged man in a purple robe said softly.

A faint hint of murderous intent flashed in the eyes of the young man with the flying sword on his back, and he said: "With his strength, he will definitely compete for the first place in the 'Adventure Heroes Club', and he is destined to become my opponent." ”

Hearing this, the purple-robed middle-aged man already understood what the son was thinking, and stopped talking.

On the other side, a man about thirty years old, wearing a white luxurious robe embroidered with gold thread, also stood there with his hands on his chest and watched the fight between the two, and said slowly: "It seems that Oda Nobunaga's people have provoked a good opponent! I didn't expect him to be so young." ”

"Yes, that kid's strength is good, and he is on par with Jueji, if his strength is limited to this, then he is doomed to defeat, although Oda Nobunaga's strength is not as good as Jueji, but he who has the heirloom treasure unless he meets someone who also holds the heirloom treasure, otherwise, no one will be Oda Nobunaga's opponent, unless there can be a strong man of the Xuanzong rank here. A middle-aged man beside the white-robed man said softly.

"It seems that this young man is destined to die here, and with Oda Nobunaga's temperament, he will never allow those who provoke him to live in the world. The white-robed young man said.

"Not necessarily, Win Swingers, did you see the woman in yellow behind them? The middle-aged man standing next to the posing young man said with a smile on his face.

Hearing this, the young man known as the winning swinger suddenly raised his eyes, and at this look, he could no longer take his eyes off, and said: "What a stunning woman, with a face as cold as frost, calm and cold eyes, this is definitely not a simple woman." ”

The middle-aged man smiled slightly and continued, "Win the swinger, look at the golden longbow on her back. ”

Yingdang's gaze suddenly moved away from the face of the girl in Tsing Yi and landed on the longbow behind her back, but he couldn't see anything.

The middle-aged man said: "Although I don't recognize that bow, I'm sure it must not be an ordinary thing, and it is not that woman's Xuanbing, because I can't feel the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power, so, I guess, that bow may be ......."

"Second uncle, could it be that bow is ......" Ying Dang's face was full of surprise.

"I'm not sure. The middle-aged man shook his head.

......

"The first style of "Overlord Three Guns" - the shadow of the gun is heavy!" A burst of shouts came from the field, and I saw the spear in the middle-aged man's hand turn into a shadow of a gun in the sky, covering the sky and stabbing towards Xiao Han, the shadow of the gun is overlapped, dense, it is difficult to distinguish the real from the fake, and there is also a coercion that seems to come from the magic weapon.

This scene turned out to be the same as the scene when Xiao Han used his fast sword.

"This is a secret recipe!" In the distance, someone exclaimed.

"Xuanpin Xuanjue, this is second only to the Xuanpin Xuanjue, I didn't expect to see it with my own eyes today. ”

"I heard that when the earth products are displayed, the wind and clouds surge, and the heavens and the earth are changed, and I don't know how powerful the Xuanpin is to be used. ”

The corners of Xiao Han's mouth showed a mocking sneer, and then his eyes closed slightly, his right hand danced rapidly, and the Cold Moon Sword also turned into a sword shadow in the sky, pressing towards the opposite gun shadow on top of each other.

"Dingdingding......"

With a series of dense sounds, in just one breath, Xiao Han and the middle-aged man have already fought hundreds of rounds, the speed of the two is extremely fast, it is difficult to catch with the naked eye, the only difference is that the middle-aged man used the Xuan Jue to let him have such speed in a short period of time, while Xiao Han completely relied on his own fast sword.

"What a speed!" In the distance, the young man with the fiery red flying sword on his back let out an exclamation.

"His sword is so fast that even I can't see it, so I have to instinct to catch it. The purple-robed man standing beside him also let out an exclamation.

"Such a fast sword, how did he have such a speed, and he could be on par with the Jue of Xuan Jue. Not far away, Win Swing also let out an exclamation.

"I'm also curious, such a fast attack speed is difficult for even the Wind Spirit Root Xuanhuang whose strength has reached the sixfold stage to do, and he is obviously not a wind spirit power, so he can do it easily, I am so surprised, how his arm can support it. ”

"The second style of "Overlord Three Guns" - Shenlong Tail Swing!"

The fiery red spear struck from the sky with the firelight from the sky, and smashed down towards Xiao Han with the power of ten thousand jun, and at the same time, a more intense coercion permeated out, as if a boulder was pressing on Xiao Han's body, making it difficult for Xiao Han to walk.

Xiao Han was not afraid at all, raised his sword, and the Cold Moon Sword rushed towards the spear that was smashed down from above with a strong sword aura.

"Boom!"

A violent explosion sounded, and the aftermath of the surging spiritual power instantly submerged Xiao Han, Xiao Han's right arm trembled slightly and retreated more than a dozen distances, and between his feet, a three-inch-wide long ditch was more than ten meters away.

At the same time, the difference between the power of the second form and the first form is so huge.

The third type - the overlord pierces the sky!

Just as Xiao Han stood firm, Jue Ji's voice came again, and immediately, a fiery red point of light suddenly appeared in Xiao Han's sight, and quickly amplified, the sharp tip of the spear with the violent spiritual power compressed to the extreme was approaching like lightning, and in the face of this shot, Xiao Han actually had a feeling in his heart that he couldn't dodge, as if this shot had firmly locked the Qi of Xuan Jue, and the only way to resolve it was to hard-connect.

Xiao Han slowly closed his eyes, using his heart to feel the exact location of the Jue traces, at the same time, his spiritual sense and the Cold Moon Sword in his hand established an inseparable close connection, the cold light on the Cold Moon Sword soared, and a layer of strong sword light like a substance suddenly burst out, completely enveloping the Cold Moon Sword, and the next moment, I saw a silver-white light flash away, and the Cold Moon Sword had broken away from Xiao Han's palm, shooting forward at an incredibly fast speed.

"Boom!"

A violent explosion sounded, and the violent spiritual power on the tip of the gun that was compressed to the extreme lost its balance, and exploded halfway, like a gorgeous flower in full bloom, and the red light that was constantly growing and spreading towards the surroundings looked very charming.

The ground soil flew, and the aftermath of the strong spiritual power rushed in all directions one after another, and the people around them retreated again and again, and they had already retreated a distance of a full hundred meters, and Xiao Han and Jue Ji had already been submerged by the aftermath of this strong spiritual power.

After half a ring, when the aftermath of the spiritual power dissipated, the bodies of Xiao Han and Jue Ji gradually appeared in everyone's sight, both of them looked very intact, but they were affected by the aftermath of the spiritual power, and the robes looked slightly messy. Xiao Han's long hair had broken free, and the hurricane of spiritual power was flying wildly behind his head, while in his right hand, he still held a silver-white long sword that was only two fingers wide and four feet long.

On the other side, Jue Ji still maintained the posture of holding a gun, his body was still running as if he was frozen there and did not move, and the waist-length hair behind him had been broken from the back of his head, leaving only the part above the neck that remained there.

Suddenly, a little bright red blood appeared on the neck, and it expanded around the entire neck in a flat and regular straight line, and in the blink of an eye, the neck seemed to be wearing a red necklace, and the next moment, the whole head of the Lord fell from the neck.

There was an uproar from the surrounding people, and everyone stared at the scene in front of them in disbelief, their eyes full of sluggishness.

At that moment just now, none of them knew what was going on, and when they thought about it, after Jue Ji launched the last form of the Xuanpin Xuanjue, Xiao Han, as his opponent, would be seriously injured if he didn't die, but they didn't expect that the final ending would be so dramatic, Xiao Han, who was attacked by the Xuanpin Xuanjue, stood there intact, and Jueji, who was the strong party, lost his head inexplicably.

How did the Lord die on earth?

What happened in that moment?

Everyone was very puzzled, and such thoughts were constantly circling in their heads.

"Dare to kill the people of my Oda clan, look for death!" After a moment of silence, a loud shout mixed with anger suddenly came, and I saw a young man about thirty years old holding a one-handed flying sword that was only one meter long and rushed towards Xiao Han, and the flying sword emitted a surging and scorching fire spiritual power that made everyone in the field change color.

"What a powerful spiritual power fluctuation!"

"Is he a Xuanzong?"

......

Some Xuan Emperors, who boasted that their strength was not weak, changed their faces one after another.

Xiao Han's face also became solemn, the flying sword in the young man's hand turned out to be a heirloom treasure, and in this place, he actually saw two heirloom treasures, and they were also the flying swords of the fire spirit root.

"Die!" the young man stared at Xiao Han tightly, and the heirloom treasure suddenly waved down.

Xiao Han, the powerful heirloom treasure, had already seen it, and he didn't dare to take it hard, and his body immediately retreated. At the same time, a golden light flashed in front of Xiao Han's eyes, hitting the heirloom treasure at a speed as fast as lightning.

The golden light collided with the heirloom treasure in the young man's hand, and a deafening loud sound erupted, and an even more powerful ripple of spiritual power formed a shockwave visible to the naked eye and spread out in all directions. (To be continued.) )