Xia Hou held a paper fan in his hand, slowly fanned it forward, and the pink fighting spirit poured out from the paper fan. ??? Want?? Reading ? ?· 1?K?ANSHU CC rushed up to the top of Xiahou Han's head, forming a pink mist above his head.

"No, I remember that when he first entered the Heavenly Source Secret Realm, didn't he have many of his Xiahou family's retinue by his side? Why is he the only one now? Could it be that all of them have fallen in this Heavenly Source Secret Realm?" Ling Yun raised his eyebrows and looked around, feeling very strange.

And since Li Si appeared in Xiahou Han, a pair of eyes moved away from Ling Yun's body and watched Xiahou Han's every move tightly. From beginning to end, Xiahou Han did not look at the people in the field. All the attention was on the body of the Empty Valley Spirit Source, and the look in his eyes became more and more excited.

The pink mist above his head swept towards the Void Valley Spirit Source like lightning. "Evil animal, is the hero in the field of true vision nothing?" a gray-robed young man, unable to hold back, shouted angrily.

A long sword stabbed at the top of Xiahou Han's head. "Huh?" Xia Hou rolled his gaze, and a red light shot out from the paper fan, piercing the head of the gray-robed young man, hitting his brain. This person had a lot of prestige and power among the young masters present, and he was killed in an instant, which angered everyone in the field.

In a moment, many Dao Peerless Scholars rose into the air from all directions, bombarding Xiahou Han who was standing in the middle??? ?? ?? WANT TO READ THE BOOK BOOK? ·1 K A?N SHU·CC LI SI'S EYES NARROWED SLIGHTLY, AND A TOUCH OF RUTHLESSNESS CROSSED HIS EYES.

He glanced at Ling Yun, then at Xiahou Han, and realized that Xiahou Han's threat was above Ling Yun. In the end, with a flip of his right hand, the long sword in his hand stabbed out in the chaos, blended in the middle of the crowd, and turned into a sharp killing weapon, which bent out like lightning and slashed towards Xiahou Han's throat.

"A bunch of waste, it's really looking for death. Xia Hou shouted angrily, hooked his fingers, and the Qingluan flapped its wings, and with a violent hiss, with a yellow and green streamer, it attacked everyone in the field. The streamer turned into a sharp cone, extremely sharp.

Many were unable to dodge and were hit. The fighting qi shield on the periphery of the body was instantly pierced, "Ah, ah, damn flat-haired beast, I'll fight with you." What the hell is this, how can it be so penetrating. The screams and curses were endless. Anyone who is hit by a streamer will split his body on the spot and turn into ashes.

Li Si's long sword passed through the Dao Streamer and stabbed straight into Xiahou Han's throat. "Yes, good boy, the sword light is so fast. It's faster than most of the sword masters I've ever seen in my life. Xia Houhan praised, his eyes trembled, and two divine lights burst out, hitting Li Si's long sword.

"Bell, bell, bell. The sword was missed, and several crisp clashes rang out. Seeing that he didn't succeed in a single blow, Li Si hurriedly drew his sword and retreated. Xiahou's eyes were slightly hideous, and he was about to raise his fan to split. ???· 1.K?A?N?S H?U·CC a snow-white spear pierced the air, mixed with a domineering and incomparable aura, and stabbed him in the throat trickily.

Ling Yun's figure flew over, he, like Li Si, saw that Xiahou Han was a greater threat to him, and after Li Si missed, the cold snow gun in his hand was decisively stabbed. "Dripping" a whirl, the cold snow gun became shaky and bent left and right, like a poisonous snake.

"It's you!" Looking at the familiar snow-white spear and familiar face, Xia Houhan was surprised. He recognized Ling Yun in front of him, the person who had fought a few moves with him when he was at the entrance of the passage.

At that time, he was surprised by the young man's strong combat power, and secretly wrote down this person in his heart, preparing to find an opportunity to completely solve it after entering the wasteland. Let yourself have fewer competitors, and the journey of treasure hunting in the wilderness will be smoother, but I didn't expect to meet here.

"Okay, good, it's good to meet you, I'm still worried about where to find you, but I didn't expect you to come to the door by yourself. Xia Hou was excited, the paper fan in his hand was opened, and he was lightly blocked in front of him.

Several pink peach blossoms flew out of the fan, forming a strange-shaped flower array, and the snow-white spear pierced the flower array, bursting out with a dazzling red light, Ling Yun's invincible Nine Xuan Dou Qi, in front of this red light, was unloaded cleanly.

Xiahou laughed wildly, "Go die." The paper fan opened and pressed down like lightning from top to bottom. The fan slowly grew larger, and the mountains, rivers, and trees on it seemed to materialize, and all of them became living creatures. It can be seen that this paper fan should be a rare treasure, and its character is only higher than the cold snow gun in Ling Yun's hand.

Ling Yun's eyes tightened, and he slapped the cold snow spear with both palms, and the surging Nine Xuan Dou Qi spurted out from the dantian and poured into the cold snow spear. Xiahou Han's body moved, seized the opportunity, and rushed left and right at an extremely fast speed, came to Ling Yun's approach, and slashed at Ling Yun's head with one palm.

Ling Yun was caught off guard and raised his palms to resist, "Bang, bang, bang." With three loud bangs in a row, Ling Yun's Nine Xuan Fighting Qi and Xiahou Han's Family Fighting Qi collided fiercely. The two fighting forces were both extremely rigid and yang, and the powerful impact force shattered the surrounding void space. The two of them each took three steps back, and Ling Yun only felt that there was a hot current in his body that was rampage, as if it was about to melt his body.

As soon as he gritted his teeth, Jiuxuan's fighting spirit overflowed again, desperately suppressing this hot flow. His body trembled, and for a moment he fell to peace. On the other side, Xiahou Han was also not very comfortable, Jiuxuan Dou Qi shattered his body surface defenses, and a trace of it flashed into his body. Suddenly, a sharp pain and numbness came from the body, and the meridians in the body were traumatized a little, which was extremely uncomfortable.

Xia Houhan couldn't hold on, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth. "Bastard, what the hell is this kid all about. The fighting spirit of cultivation is a bit evil. From childhood to adulthood, the fighting spirit of my Xiahou family is almost invincible to the enemy because of the characteristics of being rigid and yang, and few people dare to fight with us, but I didn't expect that here today, there are people whose fighting spirit can be hard and defeat our fighting spirit head-on. If this matter is reported back to the family, I'm afraid the elders in the clan won't be able to believe it!" Xia Hou said with a sneer.

As soon as he and Xiahou Han touched each other's palms, the paper fan was pressed down from above. The mountains, rivers and forests on it were about to burst out, and a majestic and unpredictable pressure shook Ling Yun out of breath. Ling Yun's eyes were shining, and the spear in his hand shot straight at Xiahou Han.

At the same time, a spell was silently recited in his mouth. The mana in his body, which had not moved for a long time, began to roar out like a giant dragon. The dual system of thunder and fire mana, entangled in silver and red, constantly hovered above Ling Yun's head.

Ling Yun saw that the mana had gathered in such a quick time. With a joy in his heart, his right hand slowly stretched out, and with a "boom", the wind and clouds in the air changed color. It was pitch black, and countless thunderbolt mana gathered together to form a huge lightning bolt that was enough to cover the sky. It slashed downward.

The paper fan was shaken by such a strong impact, and the aura on it dimmed a lot, and the binding force on Ling Yun quickly weakened. Ling Yun stretched out his palm again, and countless red mana surged from all directions, condensing into a fiery red giant.

The giant was ten zhang long and about one zhang wide, with a huge body, lying above Lingyun's head, somewhat similar to the legendary giant spirit god, and the flames were rising all over his body.

Ling Yun felt that an extremely powerful fire element was fluttering in the giant's chest. He was overjoyed for a moment, he really didn't expect that after breaking through the fourth order of magic cultivation, the magic power he used would actually have a qualitative change.