Xu Yangke was the first to reflect, although he was also frightened by Xiao Han's strength at the moment, but when he looked at the more than a dozen companions around him whose strength was at least a junior Xuan Master, he couldn't help but be bold, and immediately shouted: "Everyone go together, no matter how powerful he is, there is only one person, are so many of us still afraid that he will not be alone." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

As he spoke, a pale cyan flying sword appeared in Xu Yangke's hand, roared angrily, and rushed towards Xiao Han first.

Hearing Xu Yangke's words, the rest of the dozen or so disciples also came back to their senses, looked at the dozen or so companions around them, and the little fear in their hearts that was frightened by Xiao Han's strength was also swept away, and then, flying swords, big swords, spears and many other magic weapons appeared in the hands of the dozen or so people, and then rushed towards Xiao Han with a fierce momentum.

A cold light flashed in Xiao Han's eyes, and in the face of more than a dozen people whose strength was not weaker than his own, he did not retreat but advanced, and took the initiative to rush into the encirclement of those dozen people, and the Cold Moon Sword in his hand turned into a silver-white light, stabbing straight into the chest of one of them.

"Poof!"

Xiao Han's Cold Moon Sword easily pierced into the man's chest, and his extremely fast sword was simply not something that the group of disciples on the other side who had not experienced much combat could resist.

"Drink!"

"Die!"

At the same time, Xiao Han was also surrounded by more than a dozen people, and more than a dozen of various Xuan soldiers attacked Xiao Han from all directions with strong spiritual power fluctuations.

Xiao Han showed a sneer on his face, the Cold Moon Sword in his hand exuded a misty sword glow, and a trace of powerful and sharp sword qi emanated from the Cold Moon Sword, and then, Xiao Han's right arm turned into a phantom, and the Cold Moon Sword was stabbed by him at a lightning speed.

Every time he stabbed out with a sword, he could accurately hit a magic weapon, and in this short moment of effort, Xiao Han stabbed out more than ten swords in a row.

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

There was a soft sound of a dense clash of steel in midair, and the sounds were already connected, as if there was only one.

When the Cold Moon Sword in Xiao Han's hand collided with the dozen or so Xuan soldiers that attacked, among the dozen or so disciples who besieged Xiao Han, several people with intermediate Xuan Masters, including Xu Yangke, their faces changed, and then they all took a few steps back, and among them, many of them were trembling slightly with their right hands holding magic weapons.

Xiao Han's sword looks extremely small, but the hidden power on it is very huge, and when these dozen or so people collided with the sword in Xiao Han's hand for the first time, they were shocked by the powerful shock force generated by the collision of the magic weapon and their arms were numb.

After resisting the attacks of more than a dozen people at the same time, Xiao Han's face did not change, and his movements did not stop because of this, he stepped on the mysterious trajectory, shuttling between more than a dozen people with a ghost-like body, and the Cold Moon Sword in his hand was danced by him at a very fast speed, and gradually formed a silver-white sword light in front of him, and in the sword light, thousands of sword shadows could be vaguely seen staying in the air, and they disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Ahh

"Ahh

With Xiao Han's ghostly movement, a scream mixed with pain came from the field, and the desolate scream made some people with weak minds feel creepy when they heard it, and a chill rose from the bottom of their hearts.

Xiao Li, who was covered in blood, stood aside with a blank expression, staring blankly at Xiao Han, who was constantly changing directions in the field, and Xiao Han, who was like a ghost, and the dozen or so disciples who made desolate screams, at this moment, his brain seemed to have stopped working, and he had completely lost the ability to think.

At this moment, the dozen or so disciples were all lying on the ground, their pale faces were full of painful looks, and the intact and clean academy robe that was originally worn on them had already had several more cracks at this moment, and each crack was bloody, and it had already dyed the academy robe blood-red.

And, as white light continued to flash on their bodies, the wounds on their bodies were also rapidly increasing, from the initial upper body to the thighs.

In the end, the whole body was covered with terrible wounds, and the blood like a fountain flowed out of the body, and soon turned them into bloody people.

Xiao Han moved quickly around a dozen disciples, and the Cold Moon Sword in his hand kept slashing over the dozen disciples, bringing a little bit of blood and broken Dao robes splashing in the air.

Xiao Li's injury stimulated Xiao Han's heart very much, for these dozen disciples of the same school, although Xiao Han did not kill them, he would definitely not let them go easily.

If these dozen or so people were not in the same academy as Xiao Han, and Xiao Han was worried about bringing too much trouble to his family, he would definitely not hesitate to kill them.

"Senior Brother Xiao Han, spare me! Spare me! I won't dare next time. ”

"Senior Brother Xiao Han, you just let us go this time! ”

Finally, someone couldn't bear the hellish torture and begged for mercy in a pleading tone. Some people took the lead, and the people behind also begged for mercy one after another, but there were also a few stubborn people who were still gritting their teeth and persevering.

It's not that they haven't thought about escaping, but now their thighs and arms are covered with terrifying wounds, even if they move a little, they will hurt and grin, let alone run away, at least, they don't have the same perseverance to endure the pain that goes straight to their hearts.

Xiao Han gradually stopped, only to see that the expression on his face was still as cold as before, his face was not red, and he was not panting, but the Cold Moon Sword in his hand was already stained with blood.

Xiao Han's body was like a tall mountain, standing straight in the field, a pair of eyes that seemed to be able to capture people's hearts flashed with a cold light slowly swept over the more than a dozen disciples lying on the ground, and said, "It's okay to go around you, say, who did it to hurt my eldest brother." ”

"It's the Holy Prince, Xu Yangke, Sima Zhao, the three of them, ......"

"Yes, it's the three of them who injured Xiao Li......"

"Xiao Li was injured by the three of them, and we didn't do anything at all......"

More than a dozen young people scrambled to say, as if they were afraid that Xiao Han would be dissatisfied if they answered slowly, at this moment, they no longer had any idea of retaliating against Xiao Han in their hearts, and some of them regretted participating in this operation very much in their hearts.

Among them, only half of them were robbed of the Beast Pill by Xiao Han and them in the forest, while the other half and Xiao Han were all innocent and summoned by the Holy Invincible.

A fierce color flashed in Xiao Han's eyes, and his gaze turned coldly to the three of Saint Invincible, Xu Yangke and Sima Zhao, with a strong murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

Being watched by Xiao Han's fierce gaze full of murderous intent, a chill rose from the bottom of the hearts of the three Saint Invincibles, and at this moment, the three of them looked at Xiao Han for the first time, revealing a look of fear for the first time.

"Xiao Han, you ...... What are you going to do, if you are interested, let me go immediately, I can not blame the past for today's incident, otherwise, you will wait for the revenge of my Canaan Sect!"

Saint Invincible shouted, looking at Xiao Han's appearance at the moment, the idiot could also guess that Xiao Han didn't intend to let them go so easily, now, Saint Invincible just wanted to get out of here quickly, as for revenge, there will be opportunities in the future.

Xiao Leng snorted and said, "It's not so easy to let you go." ”

Hearing this, the faces of the three Saint Invincibles changed suddenly, and Sima Zhao said with a gloomy face: "Xiao Han, we injured your eldest brother Xiao Li, but now you have also injured us like this, let's cancel each other out of this matter!"

Xiao Han slowly walked towards the three of them, the Cold Moon Sword exuded a trace of sharp sword qi, and it looked like the Cold Moon Sword was wrapped in a cloud of silver-white light, and the light was uncertain.

"It's so easy to cancel each other out, today, all three of you will leave an arm, and if there is another offense in the future, it will take your life." ”

As he spoke, Xiao Han had already come to Sima Zhao's side, and the Cold Moon Sword in his hand brought a brilliant silver-white light in mid-air, and it swept over Sima Zhao's right shoulder at a lightning speed.

"Ah......h

Sima Zhao let out a desolate scream, the intense pain made the expression on his face completely distorted, and his face had become pale as paper, without a trace of blood. On his right arm, blood gushed out like a fountain, and the entire right arm had been disconnected from his body and fell to the ground.

Xiao Han's sword directly cut off Sima Zhao's right arm.

The faces of Saint Invincible and Xu Yangke changed suddenly, the muscles of their faces trembled at the same time, and their eyes stared at Sima Zhao who had had his right arm cut off and was letting out a desolate scream in horror, his face had become extremely pale, without a trace of blood.

The eyes of the dozen or so disciples lying on the ground looking at Xiao Han were full of fear, Xiao Han's actions were definitely beyond the expectations of all of them, none of them would have thought that Xiao Han was so ruthless, and he cut off one of others' arms without hesitation, this scene directly frightened their hearts, and their eyes were full of fear when they looked at Xiao Han.

At this moment, they were secretly glad in their hearts, fortunately they hadn't made a move on Xiao Li before, otherwise, they would never have doubted that Xiao Han would cut off one of their arms with the same sword.

After severing Sima Zhao's arm with a sword, Xiao Han seemed to be a trivial matter, and the expression on his face did not change in the slightest.

Neither this bloody scene nor Sima Zhao's desolate scream full of pain could affect his state of mind, and then, Xiao Han looked at Xu Yangke, and slowly walked towards Xu Yangke with the bloodstained Cold Moon Sword.

Looking at Xiao Han's approach, Xu Yangke's eyes finally showed a look of fear, he endured the sharp pain from the wound on his body, desperately slid his limbs back at a snail-like speed, and shouted in horror: "Xiao Han, you ...... What are you doing...... Don't come...... Don't come here......"

Xiao Han came to Xu Yangke without hurry, looked at him coldly, without the slightest pity in his eyes, and then slowly raised the Cold Moon Sword in his hand.

Looking at the silver-white long sword in Xiao Han's hand, Xu Yangke's expression was completely replaced by fear, and he had long lost his arrogance before, and said in a pleading tone: "Xiao Han, don't ...... No... Please...... Don't cut off my arm, if you let me go this time, I swear Xu Yangke, I will repay you well. ”

Xiao Han was unmoved, the Cold Moon Sword in his hand turned into a silver-white light, and in Xu Yangke's gaze full of horror and disbelief, it slashed from his arm at lightning speed.

"Ahh

As a desolate scream came out of Xu Yangke's mouth, his right arm fell directly from his shoulder, and the blood at the broken point sprayed out from his arm.

"Xiao Han, I will definitely not let go of your ......" The expression on Xu Yangke's face became extremely hideous, and he roared in a heart-rending voice, and his eyes were faintly red, and his eyes were full of resentment and strong hatred.

Xiao Han ignored Xu Yangke's roar, and then continued to walk towards the Saint Invincible.

Saint Invincible's face had become extremely pale, and now he regretted it very much in his heart, if he had known that Xiao Han's strength was so strong, then he would not have only brought a dozen disciples with only Xuanshi strength to retaliate against Xiao Han anyway, otherwise, he would definitely not have ended up in such an embarrassing end.

Looking at Xiao Han who was walking towards him, the Saint Invincible suppressed the fear in his heart, forced himself to calm down, and said, "Xiao Han, if you don't want to bring ...... to your family"

Just when the Saint Invincible just said this, Xiao Han's face changed slightly, a fierce color flashed in his eyes, and then his body shook slightly, and he came to the Saint Invincible like a ghost, and when the Saint Invincible was just halfway through his words, he swung his sword and cut off the right arm of the Saint Invincible.

Saint Invincible snorted, his face instantly became painful, he didn't scream like Xu Yangke and Sima Zhao, the voice had been forcibly suppressed by him in his throat, but from the completely distorted face on his face, he could still feel how great the pain he was suffering at this moment.

Xiao Han glanced at the three of them coldly, and snorted coldly: "Today, I will temporarily cut off your arm, if there is a next time, I will directly take your life, don't think that I am talking about it, I will do what I say." ”

As he spoke, Xiao Han glanced sharply at the other dozen or so disciples in the field of his eyes.

All the disciples who were swept away by Xiao Han's gaze all lowered their heads with fearful eyes, and at this moment, after seeing Xiao Han's iron-blooded methods, they no longer dared to have the slightest revenge mentality in their hearts.

Xiao Han glanced at the bloodstained Cold Moon Sword in his hand, and then his mind moved, only to see that the blood stains on the Cold Moon Sword suddenly flowed, and all the blood stains flowed towards the tip of the sword, and finally all gathered together, dripping from the tip of the sword into the dirt on the ground, and in the blink of an eye, the Cold Moon Sword that was originally stained with blood became extremely bright again.