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Zi Han's voice trembled lightly at this moment, wisps of chill emerged in his eyes, looking at the figure in front of him, he stretched out his hand to hold the boulder behind him, and slowly stood up, his fingertips digging into the stones, leaving fingerprints one by one. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

A young man of about twenty years old stood in front of him, with a slender body, a face like a knife, very handsome, wearing a light blue robe, standing with his hands behind his back, looking at Zi Han with no contempt in his eyes, but with confidence.

Everyone frowned slightly, seeing Zi Han's performance, everyone was full of shock and shock, feeling that Zi Han was so powerful that they despaired, but this person's appearance repelled Zi Han with one palm, which was even more unbelievable, he seemed to be even stronger than Zi Han.

"Who is he?

"Zi Han has won a complete victory with one enemy and two enemies, this person is even a few points stronger than him, which branch of genius is he?"

"Branching genius? Branching genius? Ignorance"

At this time, a rather handsome young man looked at the young man with pride in his eyes, with admiration in his eyes, and a smug look on his face, he looked at others and said, "This is the person who supervised this trial, Zifeng's brother, the first day in the history of the Purple Clan-Zixun"

"Zixun?"

"That Zixun who reached the Spirit Crystal Realm at the age of less than twenty?

The young man glanced lightly at the person who spoke, sneered, and said proudly, "Could it be that there is a second person in the Purple Clan who dares to call Zixun, who else dares to call the Purple Clan the first day?"

"It's incredible"

At this time, Blood Moon's eyes showed a hint of calmness, and he suddenly spoke, "What an ignorant junior, just because he dares to call the Purple Clan's first genius in history?"

When everyone heard this, they all looked sideways at the opening Blood Moon, with doubts in their eyes.

"It's not Zixun, is it you?" the young man's face was a little ugly.

"Hmph, you really overestimate your Purple Clan, this king knows, the father of Zi Han, at the age of twenty, has already stepped into the realm of the Nine Transformations of the Spirit God, how can this little guy in front of him compare?"

Zi Xun's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at Xueyue, his eyes did not show the slightest anger, but the corners of his mouth showed a light smile, and said, "This Taoist friend is right, my third uncle Zijue, how amazing and brilliant he was back then, when he was twenty years old, he had already reached the realm of the spirit god, as a junior, I Zi Xun sighed to himself."

"So you're a fart first-day genius."

Well?

Zi Xun's face suddenly sank, he looked at the blood moon, a trace of gloom flashed in his eyes, he took a deep breath, his expression gradually calmed down, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a smile, and he didn't say anything.

"Brother Zixun is not a genius, are you? Where did you come from, you are really ashamed."

"Poultry?" Blood Moon's eyes showed a fierce color, and the killing intent was already revealed, and he said in a deep voice, "Boy, do you have a kind of telling this king again?"

The corner of the young man's mouth showed a sneer, and he said, "I don't know who raised the poultry, and he came here to make a big fuss, it's really unbelievable."

"Young man, kill him for this king" Blood Moon opened his mouth with anger, his eyes showed a fierce light, and he looked at the young man with murderous intent, but his small body was like a fierce bird.

Shout!

An afterimage swept by, accompanied by the cold glow, the young man's eyes showed a trace of horror, and when he wanted to retreat, Zi Han had already arrived, the long sword slashed away, and a trace of blood splashed into the void, Zi Xun's face suddenly sank, and his eyes finally showed anger, because he wanted to stop it, but when he reacted, Zi Han's sword had already cut off the young man's head, and he only took one step.

Zi Han stood in place, still spilling blood on his white clothes, and everyone's hearts trembled, and their eyes were full of horror looking at Zi Han.

"This ......"

"Did he really kill someone because of a word?"

Zi Xun frowned, looked at Zi Han, and said coldly, "Zi Han, you are too much, today you first cut off Zi Fan's legs, and then cut off Zi Lie's arm, and then abolished Zi Feng's cultivation, and now you actually killed him, and you actually ignored the majesty of the Purple Clan, cutting off the battle flag, this is contempt for the Purple Clan, and you had better kneel down and ask for guilt now."

Hiss!

Zi Xun's words sounded one by one, and when he looked at Zi Han, it was like looking at a demon, a demon who killed people without blinking, and Zi Xun actually didn't have time to stop him, which made everyone feel incredible, Zi Xun was so talented that he couldn't stop Zi Han.

Zi Han's eyes were cold, he looked at Zi Xun, and said coldly, "What if I don't kneel?

"Then I will beat you until you kneel today, and then you will know whether I am qualified to judge you."

Bang!

Zi Xun said, slapped out a palm between his hands, and the spiritual power turned into a palm print and slapped towards Zi Han, Zi Han dodged, and the palm print slapped on the ground, shattering the stones, splashing a burst of smoke and dust, and Zi Han stood in the distance with a sword, looking at Zi Xun's eyes with even more hatred.

Zi Xun drank coldly, "You made a big mistake today, I will capture you back and put you to death"

"Then it depends on whether you have that ability."

Wow!

Zi Han raised his hand and took out his sword, a sword light shone up, Ling rose up and slashed towards Zi Xun with a sword that broke through the air, everyone's eyes suddenly contracted, and their footsteps continued to retreat towards the rear, looking at Zi Han incredulously.

"Does he really dare to make a move with Zixun?"

"Isn't Zixun his brother?

"Fool, isn't Zifeng his brother?

......

"Spirit Devourer"

Zi Han put away his long sword, and countless spiritual qi gathered towards his palm, and slapped towards Zi Xun with one palm.

Zi Xun's face sank, gathered the spiritual power around him, and blasted towards Zi Han with a punch.

"Breaking the Mountain"

Boom!

The fists and palms touched, and a banging sound sounded, and both retreated, but Zi Han retreated a few feet, but Zi Xun only withdrew a few steps, Zi Han's face turned red, and when he looked at Zi Xun, the solemn color in his eyes became worse.

At this time, Zi Xun slowly put his hands behind his back, his brows frowned slightly at this moment, the punch that had collided with Zi Han before, his hand was gently spasmodizing at this time, his eyes were a little incredible, Zi Han's body was even stronger than him.

Zi Xun looked at Zi Han and said seriously, "It seems that everyone underestimated you before"

"It seems that I looked down on you before, just because you are also worthy of being called the first genius in the history of the Purple Clan, are you also worthy of being compared with my father?"

"Hmph, it's not disrespectful, it's not ashamed, damn it"

Zi Xun's face was difficult to see, and he reached out between his floating hands and grabbed Zi Han, and countless spiritual powers converged towards his palm, Zi Han's face sank, and his steps became vain, as if he rose with the wind, when Zi Xun approached, Zi Han's figure swept by, and Zi Xun slapped his palm into the air.

"The Sword Pointing to the Sky and the Moon"

Zi Han's figure turned back, and the spiritual power on the long sword converged and turned into wisps of subtle sword qi, at this moment, the long sword hummed, the sword qi reverberate, and a sword pointed directly at Zi Xun's vital point.

"Looking for Death"

Zi Xun looked back, and his figure swept and grabbed the long knife that Zi Feng had left before.

At this time, Zi Xun held the knife, the long knife danced wildly, Zi Han's sword had already stabbed out, Zi Xun's long knife was on the chest, the tip of the sword was stabbed on the blade, Zi Han drank hard, and all the spiritual power converged towards Zi Xun, and Zi Xun was forced to retreat.

Boom!

Zi Xun's body shook, the spiritual power scattered out, shook back Zi Han, his face showed a touch of flush, a knife fell, Zi Han took out the sword, the swords intersected, and there was a sonorous sound, Zi Han retreated under this blow.

Everyone was shocked again, Ziyue had already covered her mouth, and when she looked at Zi Han, she felt incredible again, Zi Han cut down the Red Flame Beast, defeated Zi Fan, and defeated Zi Lie Zifeng with one enemy in World War II, which is already incredible, no matter who it is, it is the top person in this generation, but they were all defeated in the hands of Zi Han, but now when Zi Han faced the first day of the Zi Clan, he still had the power to fight.

Gradually, when everyone looked at Zi Han, in addition to awe, there was more mystery, a waste material that was obviously famous for the whole family, and what he did at this time repeatedly made people feel incredible.

Zi Han looked at Zi Xun, his eyes were still solemn, but his mouth was disdainful, and he said, "The middle stage of the spirit crystal is just like this"

A trace of anger surged in Zi Xun's eyes, he looked at Zi Han and said, "Zi Han, the mistake you made today is enough for you to die."

"What a joke, today I see who can kill me, who dares to kill me!"

Zi Han burst into tears, with pride in his voice, arrogance but anger in his eyes, the killing aura had already been raised to the extreme, and at this moment he felt unprecedented pleasure, and the battle intent seemed to have reached its peak.

When Zi Xun heard this, his complexion changed slightly, and the long knife slashed horizontally at Zi Han, and the long knife danced wildly, with a strong wind like knife qi, which seemed to be able to tear the void, and the sword became cold and bright, and slashed down one by one.

Zi Han frowned, a sword slashed to block the blow, and with a step, he fell into the ground and stopped his body, his arms were trembling lightly at this time, and the two fell backwards again, and his footsteps fell heavily to the ground.

"It's time to end"

At this time, Zi Xun's face became more and more cold, his eyes showed a hint of yin and evil, and the spiritual power gathered in his palm, and a trace of spiritual power gathered between his five fingers, turning into wisps of purple spiritual power, and there seemed to be a wisp of supernatural feeling in the blur, and a palm slapped towards Zi Han.

"Purple Palm"

Looking at the spiritual power gathered in Zi Xun's hands, those who saw it couldn't help but be surprised, everyone knew that the Purple Divine Palm was one of the Purple Clan's peerless skills, and it was a low-grade spiritual martial art, extremely powerful, and there were very few people in the entire Purple Clan's younger generation who were qualified to cultivate this spiritual level martial art, and Zi Xun was one of them.

At this moment, a palm print was attached to Zi Xun's palm, and it fell towards Zi Han.

"It's over, Zi Han is not Zi Xun's opponent after all"

Zi Han looked at the purple palm print, his eyes narrowed slightly, the long sword was tied behind him, his hands were suddenly sealed, and the spiritual power in the two fingers and the spirit seal continued to gather and surge from the spiritual veins, and a bright point of light condensed out of the fingertips, dazzling like a diamond.

"Broken Soul Finger, One Finger Broken Spirit"

Fingertips flew, Zi Han's body gushed out, and he pointed to Zi Xun's palm print, with a look of determination in his eyes.

A bright point of light poured into the palm print, and the purple palm print became brighter at this moment, and two completely different spiritual powers were constantly entangled, making people secretly frightened.

Rumble!

There was a loud bang, and the aftermath of the spiritual power turned into ripples and continued to spread around, and Zi Han's figure flew out sideways at this moment, crashing into the boulder, and smashed the boulder directly, and countless smoke and dust flooded Zi Han and left.

Zi Xun's figure flew upside down, his feet stepped heavily, and he stepped on the boulder, and the boulder was torn apart under one foot, at this time Zi Xun's face was a little pale, a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and one arm was trembling uncontrollably, and there was a fingertip-sized blood hole between his palms, and drops of blood continued to drip down his slender fingers.

"This, this ......"

"Is Zihan defeated?"

Looking at this scene, everyone felt stunned, unable to speak for a long time, the smoke and dust gradually dispersed at this moment, Zi Xun's eyes were shocked, for a moment, Zi Han did not move after all, Zi Xun showed a smile at the corner of his mouth, and said, "Where are the guards?"

"In"

Several young people in the crowd walked out and bowed down to Zixun with a sense of reverence.

"Bring back Zi Han's body and hand it over to the patriarch for trial"

"Yes"

Several people got up, and just when they were about to get up and walk towards the smoke and dust that had not dispersed, they suddenly stopped, and the arc of Zi Xun's mouth gradually dissipated, and he frowned and looked at the smoke and dust, his eyes became solemn again, with horror.

"I'm not defeated yet"

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