The battle between the two sides has become white-hot, and the disciples of the Jianlin Sect trapped in the dense fog have not mentioned for the time being, even the elders in the sect have already suffered more casualties.

On the side of the flint, there are two hundred strong men Wang Shuang and Hua Yuanyi to suppress the formation, although the rest of the forces are in the qi transformation stage, but it is enough to defeat the Jianlin people who only have a few qi warriors.

If it weren't for Wang Shuang's attitude that has been ambiguous, the battle would have come to an end long ago.

Huang Jin seemed to be fighting, just dismantling the move but not making a move, and sometimes he pretended to hinder the offensive of the Suishen people. After all, he is not a subordinate of Zhou Nantang, and he will not work hard for Hua Yuanyi.

He stabbed out with a sword and suddenly twisted his wrist, and the blade turned sideways to the side, cutting sideways to the right side with the sword momentum, which was also fast.

When the blade of the sword waved, it collided with Wang Shuang's palm, only to see his silver-gloved palm pinching Huang Jin's sword with his backhand.

On the blade of the sword, two completely different qi and forces were suddenly entangled.

Huang Jin sensed the blocked sword momentum, his eyes turned, and the sharp eyes came out.

Wang Shuang's eyes were gray and cold, with a sense of obscurity and difficulty, and he was extremely simple.

The contact between the sharp and the humble was very short, but in an instant, the two of them immediately retreated, as if they had never seen each other.

The battle between Han Xun and the others and Hua Yuanyi was in full swing, and it seemed to be evenly matched, but Han Xun was very clear in his heart, the Baida realm was a stage with extremely high comprehensive force, which could greatly reduce the internal force and true qi consumed by martial arts, add a stronger depth of damage, and also deepen the internal force skills, such as internal force countershock, overlapping and other advanced skills can be mastered in the Baida realm.

If qi change and qi return is the learning stage, then the hundred dozen is the utilization stage, which can bring individual martial arts to the limit.

Han Xun could feel more and more injuries accumulating in his body, and obvious bruises appeared on his elbows, shoulders, and back.

The situation of the three elders was not much better in comparison, if it wasn't for Han Xun who attracted most of the attack, I am afraid that they would have already suffered casualties.

The injuries accumulated, Han Xun was negligent in making a move, and was hit hard in the chest and abdomen by Hua Yuanyi's palm, he spat out several mouthfuls of blood, his steps were unsteady, and the whole person fell to his knees.

Elder Han Lin stood in front of Han Xun, and Han Yuncong and Han Hao attacked Hua Yuanyi left and right.

With such an opportunity, how could Hua Yuanyi miss it, the power of the deep palm power skyrocketed by several levels, and he crippled Han Hao with one palm, and as soon as the palm momentum was staggered, the flying foot kicked Han Yuncong away.

Suddenly, the situation had reached the most critical time, and the sadness in Han Xun's eyes was extremely strong, and he suddenly shouted: "After Han Xun dies, Han Gaomo will be in charge of the Jianlin faction. ”

Suddenly pushed Han Lin in the direction where Han Gaomo was, there was no sadness or joy in Han Xun's eyes in an instant, and the sword moves became extremely fast and fierce, unblocking the restrictions like a tiger out of the gate, and every move was like trying his best, frantically venting his strength.

What's even more terrifying is that there is no distinction between friend and foe, you can clearly see the scars that Han Xun was cut by his own sword, the strange thing is that these sword marks are covered on the surface of the body, looking at the blood marks but the injuries are not too serious.

"The Art of Slashing the Heavens"

"Sect Master!"

Han Gaomo and the others screamed frantically, all of them were grief-stricken, people like them naturally knew what kind of swordsmanship this was, and they also understood the horror of this swordsmanship.

Hua Yuanyi's pupils shrank, as if a beast had smelled a fatal crisis. Han Xun's swordsmanship became more and more terrifying, even Hua Yuanyi, who was suppressed by the realm, did not dare to lightly sweep his edge, so he had to restrain his fists and feet, and parry his sword momentum with all his defensive position.

The technique of slashing Tianlin is similar to "Burial Flower Palm", both of which are desperate moves of burning jade. The only difference is that "Burial Flower Palm" uses the true qi beyond the limit as a bet, while the technique of slashing Tianlin uses self-harm.

Han Xun knew that even if he performed the technique of slaying Tianlin, it would be impossible to kill Hua Yuanyi, so he could only delay his pace as much as possible to give the Han family time to escape, and he roared angrily: "Hurry up!

Han Gaomo was extremely sad, but in order to take care of the overall situation, he had to suppress his inner emotions and ruthlessly assign everyone to retreat.

The Jianlin faction retreated in the battle and retreated into the dense fog below the mountain. After escaping for only a few steps, Han Xun could no longer be seen, and everyone fled in grief.

Suddenly, countless figures rushed out of the thick fog, and Han Gaomo looked at it angrily, it turned out to be the betrayers of the Huangliang Sect and the Donglin Sect.

The Suishen people, the traitors of Huang Liang, instantly besieged the rest of the Jianlin people.

And the disciples of the Jianlin Sect were dead and wounded, and they had long lost much combat power. Han Gaomo glanced at everyone sadly, and shouted, "Heaven is dead, my Sword Lin Sect!"

Han Chen clutched Han Gaomo's clothes tightly, and kept shouting the word father in his mouth, but Han Gaomo seemed to be stunned and ignored him at all.

Suddenly, Han Gaomo slapped Han Chen on the back and sent him out.

Han Chen struggled to get up, but saw Han Gaomo raising his sword to kill himself, and muttered in his mouth: "Gao Mo is incompetent, pushing the sect into danger, and he is ashamed of his ancestors." Gao Mo apologized. ”

A ray of blood obscured all Han Chen's sight, and he shouted frantically at his father, frantically trying to chase after him.

The eyes of everyone in the flint gods suddenly focused on Han Chen's body, and Chang Tai was the first to bear the brunt, passing everyone and chasing after Han Chen.

As if remembering his father's entrustment before his death, Han Chen pressed his messy mind and fled to the depths of the mountains and forests, and after that, Chang Tai chased after him closely.

Huang Jin witnessed Han Gaomo's self-slaughter, and his heart was a little blocked, and when he saw Chang Tai's galloping figure, his thoughts were abnormal, so he disappeared into the mountains and forests, and sneaked in the direction of the two.

After all, Han Chen's cultivation was still shallow, and he only escaped a distance of a few miles before Chang Tai chased him.

Chang Tai was in front of him, and laughed arrogantly: "Boy, why don't you run away?"

Han Chen was deeply grieved, his emotions were extremely unstable, and when he was ridiculed like this, his anger suddenly surged, and he immediately shouted: "Demon, take your life for my father!"

It's not that Chang Tai despises Han Chen, it's that the difference in strength between the two is too big, and he can't attract Chang Tai's attention at all, he swings the giant sword at will, and easily slaps Han Chen away.

Between the surging of qi and blood, Han Chen felt that his chest was unbearable, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, and he realized how big the gap between the strength of the two was, but regret could not change the status quo, and there was a sense of horror in his eyes.

The giant sword leaned on the ground, dragging out long sword marks, Chang Tai raised the giant sword and hung it on the top, looked at Han Chen with a cold look, and said indifferently: "Boy, don't blame you Chang Ye, if you don't have strength, you are destined to be trampled on by others." Hate your parents, why did they only give you status, but didn't teach you to survive. ”