In the face of Xiao Han's lightning-like speed, only a few of the adventurers in that group reacted, and their respective Xuan soldiers appeared in their hands one after another, and then immediately slashed towards Xiao Han. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Xiao Han didn't entangle with them, his body shook slightly, dodging the attacks of several of them, and quickly swept past them, and the Cold Moon Sword in his hand flashed away from the necks of two of them.

When the silver light disappeared, I saw that the bodies of the two people suddenly stiffened, and as the look in their eyes disappeared quickly, their eyes gradually became sluggish, and on their throats, a small blood stain appeared in everyone's sight, and the next moment, bright red blood flowed out of the blood mark in the throat, and the bodies of the two people also slowly fell.

The speed swept over the bodies of the two without a single inch, Xiao Han rushed to the rear of this group of adventurers in the blink of an eye, those weak adventurers became Xiao Han's primary target, although there were more than twenty adventurers in this group, but their strength was not strong, they were generally at the stage of Xuan Shi and Great Xuan Master, only the middle-aged man who was leading and the other person had the strength of Xuan Ling.

Xiao Han's feet stepped on the mysterious steps, his body was like a ghost, flashing quickly behind the adventurers, with the continuous flickering of silver-white light, there were constantly adventurers falling under Xiao Han's cold moon sword, these adventurers whose strength was in the Xuan Master stage, in Xiao Han's hands, they had no power to fight back, in the face of this extremely fast attack, their brain nerves had no time to reflect, let alone resist.

In less than a breath, those in this group of adventurers who only had the strength of a Xuan Master died under Xiao Han's sword one after another, and the remaining ones, the weakest of them had reached the Great Xuan Master stage, and they already had the initial ability to resist in the face of Xiao Han's attack.

After killing the weakest Xuanshi, Xiao Han's movements did not pause in the slightest, and the Cold Moon Sword in his hand turned into a silver-white lightning bolt again, stabbing towards an adventurer with the strength of a great Xuanshi next to him at an extremely fast speed.

Faced with this extremely fast piece, the adventurer's face suddenly stooled, it was too late to dodge, and in a hurry, he could only put the flying sword in his hand in front of him.

However, the Cold Moon Sword in Xiao Han's hand was like a sensitive poisonous snake, and as the sword momentum changed, the Cold Moon Sword that had originally stabbed the adventurer's throat suddenly sank and stabbed towards his heart.

"Poof!" This time, before the adventurer whose strength had reached the level of the Great Xuan Master had time to react, the silver-white Cold Moon Sword had already pierced deeply into his left chest at an extremely fast speed, piercing his heart with a sword.

Just as the Cold Moon Sword entered the heart of this adventurer, it was immediately pulled out by Xiao Han, and then continued to launch a fierce attack towards the rest of the people.

Seeing that several brothers had died in his own camp in such a short period of time, the remaining adventurers were all furious.

"Bastard, die!"

"Give my brother back!"

The remaining adventurers with the strength of the Great Xuan Master shouted one after another, raising the Xuan soldiers in their hands to attack Xiao Han in different directions, blocking all of Xiao Han's escape routes.

An imperceptible sneer appeared at the corner of Xiao Han's mouth, and then a layer of hazy sword light emanated from the Cold Moon Sword, stabbing straight out towards the attacking Xuan Soldier at lightning speed.

"Ding!", "Ding!", "Ding!", ......

In just an instant, Xiao Han stabbed out several swords at an extremely fast speed, each sword accurately hit a Xuan soldier who slashed at him, when the Cold Moon Sword collided with several Xuan soldiers of the other adventurer, the steely resonance produced was connected, as if there was only one sound, it was difficult to hear the nuances.

At the moment when the Cold Moon Sword collided with those Xuan soldiers, a powerful force passed along the Cold Moon Sword into the opponent's Xuan soldiers.

Feeling this powerful force from the Xuan Soldiers, the faces of several adventurers who had reached the strength of the Great Xuan Master changed, and then their bodies were uncontrollable, and they staggered back. None of them expected that the Cold Moon Sword in front of them, which was only two fingers thick, actually contained a power that was completely inconsistent with its size.

The fierce gaze in Xiao Han's eyes flashed, and a strong killing intent flickered in his eyes, taking advantage of the good opportunity when these adventurers had not yet controlled their bodies, his body came to an adventurer silently like a ghost, and the Cold Moon Sword in his hand stabbed towards the adventurer's neck with a layer of hazy sword qi at lightning speed.

In the face of this extremely fast sword, the adventurer who had not yet stabilized his body did not have time to make any resistance movements, and finally in his frightened eyes, the Cold Moon Sword had already pierced his throat deeply, directly piercing it, and the blood-stained tip of the sword broke through from the other end of the adventurer's throat.

At this moment, a flying sword struck from behind Xiao Han with a fierce wind, Xiao Han's eyes flashed, and with the slight twitching of his arm, the Cold Moon Sword that pierced the adventurer's throat had been pulled out by him, and then he suddenly turned around, and the Cold Moon Sword in his hand was wrapped in a layer of hazy sword light, and once again slashed into a silver-white lightning, stabbing towards his back at an extremely fast speed.

"Bell!"

The Cold Moon Sword, which was only two fingers thick, and a flying sword three inches wide collided in midair, and the two Xuan Soldiers, who were completely inconsistent in size, actually fought to an equal extent.

However, no one noticed that just when the Cold Moon Sword and the Flying Sword collided together, Xiao Han held the right arm of the Cold Moon Sword and trembled slightly.

Turning his gaze slightly, Xiao Han's eyes looked at the owner of the flying sword coldly, only to see that the owner of the flying sword was naturally the middle-aged man who walked at the front of the adventurer team before, but at this moment, the middle-aged man's face had become extremely gloomy, and the eyes that looked at Xiao Han were full of strong murderous intent.

"Drink!" The middle-aged man's eyes flashed with a strong murderous intent, and then he let out a burst of shouts from his mouth, forming a fist with his left hand, and hitting Xiao Han's face with a cold strong wind.

A cold light flashed in Xiao Han's eyes, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, he did not dodge or dodge in the face of the middle-aged man's powerful punch, his left hand became a palm, and he was not afraid to meet the fist of the middle-aged man.

"Bang!"

The fists and palms collided, and the powerful strength contained in them burst out, making a dull sound, and where the palms of the two people met, there was a strong force that erupted out of the bushes, expanding in all directions, under this invisible energy, the weeds and trees around began to shake, and some of the weeds that were closer to the two were bent down and fell to the ground.

And Xiao Han and the middle-aged man were also shocked by the strong backlash generated by the collision of their fists, and their steps each retreated some distance, and finally shook each other at a distance of ten meters.

The middle-aged man's face was gloomy, and he stared at Xiao Han ten meters away with strong killing intent in his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Boy, the action is really fast! ”

At this time, the rest of the surviving Great Xuan Masters also gathered behind the middle-aged man, and their eyes were full of anger when they looked at Xiao Han one by one.

Xiao Han stared coldly at the group of adventurers opposite, but did not speak. Now that the Silver True Gold Snake has been discovered by them, Xiao Han also has to make a killing act, Xiao Han is not one of those fledgling boys, he knows very well in his heart that once the matter of the Silver True Gold Snake is rumored, it will definitely bring endless trouble to himself, after all, the Silver True Gold Snake is too precious, and it is precious to make some big forces and clans in the cultivation world do not hesitate to fight in order to get it, once they are hunted down, it is definitely much more miserable than facing the pursuit of the Canaan Sect, such a situation, Xiao Han absolutely does not want to see it, so, taking advantage of the current opportunity, Xiao Han must kill everyone present, completely put an end to the spread of information about the silver real gold snake.

There are still eleven people left in the group of adventurers on the opposite side, in addition to the middle-aged man in the lead who has the strength of Xuan Ling, there is also a young man about thirty years old who is hiding in the crowd and also has the strength of Xuan Ling, in this team, only these two people can bring Xiao Han a threat at present.

Seeing that Xiao Han didn't speak, the middle-aged man didn't bother to speak, and ordered loudly: "Brothers, everyone go together, killing him will not only avenge our dead brother, but also the silver true golden snake is also ours, once we get the silver real golden snake, then from now on, we no longer have to risk our lives to hunt spirit beasts in the spirit beast mountain range in order to make a little money." ”

As he spoke, the middle-aged man rushed towards Xiao Han first, and behind him, those adventurers with the strength of the Xuan King also rushed forward.

Xiao Han was silent, but the battle intent in his heart became high unconsciously, and then he took the Cold Moon Sword and rushed towards the group of adventurers at a very fast speed.

"Drink!" Looking at Xiao Han who was rushing towards him, the middle-aged man's eyes flashed with a strong murderous intent, and then he raised his flying sword and slashed towards Xiao Han with the momentum of splitting Huashan.

Xiao Han showed a sneer on his face, and did not make contact with the middle-aged man, and then his pace changed slightly, and his body bypassed the middle-aged man's flying sword, and rushed towards the group of adventurers behind him who were much weaker.

For Xiao Han's move, the middle-aged man was obviously wary after suffering a loss before, only to see that the attack angle of the flying sword he slashed into the air suddenly changed, and he actually changed the route with brute force, and then the flying sword followed Xiao Han's figure past him all the way and continued to sweep towards Xiao Han.

The speed of the flying sword was not slow, and it came to Xiao Han's back in the blink of an eye, and finally accompanied by the fierce wind, it slashed past Xiao Han's waist without any hindrance.

However, the middle-aged man's face did not show the slightest happy look, his eyes were a little solemn staring at Xiao Han's gradually dissipating figure, and he exclaimed in a low voice: "Afterimage!"

Avoiding the flying sword that the middle-aged man looked at from behind, Xiao Han's body flickered in front of those adventurers who had the strength of the Great Xuanshi, and the Cold Moon Sword in his hand stabbed out one after another at a speed as fast as lightning. At the same time, those adventurers also raised the Xuan soldiers in their hands and slashed towards Xiao Han.

"Ding, ding, ding!"

The sound of dense magic weapon collision sounded, and in just a short moment, Xiao Han had already stabbed out more than ten swords at a speed that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, and all the Xuan soldiers who slashed at him were slashed to the side and deviated from the attack angle, and then, Xiao Han did not hesitate at all, and the Cold Moon Sword in his hand exuded a hazy sword light, and when those adventurers were trying to control the Xuan soldiers in their hands, the Cold Moon Sword turned into several silver-white lightning bolts and stabbed out again.

"Poof!" "Poof!" "Poof!"

In just an instant, Xiao Han's Cold Moon Sword stabbed out three swords, each sword accurately hit the throat of an adventurer, and the bodies of the three adventurers suddenly froze, and then the blood in the throat flowed out, staining their necks red in the blink of an eye, and the body slowly fell.

At this moment, a sharp sound of breaking the air mixed with fierce energy stabbed from the side, feeling this sudden sharp energy, Xiao Han's body immediately rotated, and moved two meters to the side, however, just when Xiao Han had not stabilized his body, another fierce wind rushed towards him, and he came to Xiao Han's face in the blink of an eye.

Xiao Han's face remained unchanged, and the Cold Moon Sword in his hand immediately crossed in front of him.

"Bell!"

A flying sword slammed into the Cold Moon Sword in front of Xiao Han, and the terrifying force coming from the flying sword caused Xiao Han's body to fly backwards uncontrollably for a distance of several meters.

"Whoosh!"

At the same time as Xiao Han's body flew backwards, a silver-white spear with a length of a foot immediately followed, and thrust towards Xiao Han's heart with a piercing sound of breaking the air.

Feeling the powerful spiritual power contained in the silver-white spear, Xiao Han's face couldn't help but become a little more serious, the second person in this group of adventurers with the strength of Xuan Ling finally made a move.

Xiao Han stepped on the ground, and after stepping on a deep footprint, he forcibly stopped his retreating figure, and then his right arm shook suddenly, and the two-finger-thick Cold Moon Sword stabbed out of the silver-white spear without fear.

"Ding!"

Seeing this, a cold light flashed in Xiao Han's eyes, and then a sharp sword qi burst out from the Cold Moon Sword, directly following the silver-white spear towards the young man who was about thirty years old.

Feeling Xiao Han's intentions, a sneer of disdain appeared on the young man's face, and then the huge spiritual power that belonged to Xuan Ling's possession poured out of his body like a flood of floods, rushing towards the Cold Moon Sword along the barrel of the gun, and Xiao Han's sharp sword qi flowing into the barrel of the gun was suddenly stopped.

Then, under the huge spiritual power of the young man like a wild horse galloping, he quickly became weak.

The fierce light in Xiao Han's eyes flashed away, and he seemed to be competing with the young man, and then an even more powerful and sharp sword qi poured out from the Cold Moon Sword, and slammed towards the young man's huge spiritual power without fear. (To be continued.) )