Flutter!

Fang Han stabbed his sword into the scale armor of a sand bandit, stabbing him with a hole in his heart, and the sand bandit's knife left a knife mark on his magic robe.

Homicide!

Knifed!

Killed!

Dodge and jump!

Kill again!

Fang Han rushed into the sand bandits, his body was like an ape, his fencing was like a meteor, his breath was fierce, his momentum was getting stronger and stronger, and his actual combat experience in fighting was getting richer and richer.

This is a real actual battle, not a competition, and it is very different from the sword fighting of the lord of Hongyi.

Thousands of sand bandits, indiscriminately stabbed and gunned, the slightest hesitation, they were immediately killed on the spot, without the slightest fluke.

What is the battle to hone people's will?

Of course, it is the fight on the battlefield, the fearlessness of the sword jungle in the face of thousands of troops and horses. The sand bandits in the desert are a fierce army, one man and one sword, and in the face of this murderous army, fighting alone, it is indeed a time to test courage, wisdom, strength, and luck.

Fang Han This is the first time to kill people, killing living people, and he was still a little uncomfortable at first, but when the sand bandit's scimitar slashed through his neck and almost cut off half of his face, his discomfort disappeared completely, and all that remained was to take out the sword, assassinate the vital point, dodge, and take people's lives with sharp swordsmanship.

One by one, the lives disappeared under his own sword, and when every sand bandit was stabbed to death by himself, Fang Han was even more keen, and he felt the breath of the revenant.

He seems to have become a god of death, constantly reaping xìng lives.

The sand bandits who besieged the disciples of Yuhuamen this time were at least 2,000 people, all of them fierce and brave, killing people like hemp, scimitar jīng liang, cutting gold and jade, and some of them were masters.

When this rush came over, the momentum alone could terrify people.

What are martial arts masters most afraid of?

The most feared thing is the siege of the army, and among the thousands of troops, it is difficult to display any martial arts. Guns and knives have no eyes.

Although Fang Han has a long physical strength, much stronger than the average master of the Divine Power Realm, but he has also encountered danger, if it weren't for the "Demon Slaying Sword" in his hand, the mana on it has a sharp aura, and it will break as soon as it touches the scimitar, if it weren't for the magic clothes on his body, he would have been hacked to death more than ten times.

Rao is like this, and his hands and neck are also full of knife marks.

Fortunately, his body has refined the Nine Aperture Golden Pill, and his recovery power is extremely powerful, and he can immediately condense without the need for a hemostatic charm. However, the county lord of Hongyi and Liu Kang next to him, the light of the "Hemostatic Jade Talisman" on their bodies kept flickering, repairing some subtle wounds on their bodies.

The "Hemostatic Jade Talisman" is made of many elixirs, which are filled with mana, and as soon as the mind is used, the medicinal power inside will turn into steam and apply to the skin, build muscle and stop bleeding, expel poisonous gas, and restore physical strength.

"Fang Han! Be careful!"

Boom!

Just when Fang Han was slightly distracted, suddenly with a touch of a scimitar, the waning moon appeared in his eyes, like a ghost and god suddenly crawling out of the netherworld, like moonlight, falling from the sky, unstoppable.

Buzz buzz buzz

Fang Han felt the hairs on his neck, all of them stood up, and he watched as the flash of the knife slashed towards his neck, but his fingers didn't have time to react.

At this critical moment, the county lord of Hongyi suddenly took out his sword, smeared through the clouds, and hit this sword light, only to save Fang Han's crisis.

"Who the hell is such a high martial arts! Especially on the scimitar, it seems to have an evil light that confuses the gods, this is a phenomenon that only has kung fu practiced to the extreme of the realm of divine transformation!"

Martial arts practice to the realm of divine transformation, and then go further, when you reach the peak, martial arts will bring the power of jīng gods, and a punch can cause all kinds of illusions to people and affect the enemy's jīng gods.

This is already about to step into the secret realm of supernatural powers.

The sand bandits scattered like water, leaving corpses all over the ground.

Knock! Knock! Knock!

I don't know who beat the war drums, a sand bandit dressed in white appeared in Fang Han's eyes, the sand bandits who attacked and killed him today were all wearing black and yellow clothes, and they looked like sand, only this bandit, dressed in white, had no stains at all, and was extremely clean.

"Feather disciple, it's really extraordinary! You retreat! I'll cut it off!"

The hoarse voice came out of the mouth of this white-clothed sand bandit, and Fang Han realized that this white-clothed sand bandit was also very young, a young man, but his face was covered by a veil, and he couldn't see his true face clearly.

Most strikingly, the scimitar in his hand, like mercury, was long and large, six feet long, and could easily cut a horse in half.

"Prince Evil Moon! He is the leader of the sand bandits, the son of the desert! Capture him and hand him over to the elders of the Feather Sect, we can not only get the quota of the inner disciples, but also get the reward of the spirit weapon! He is the master who is most likely to step into the secret realm of supernatural powers! In his early years, he ate a six-winged blood bat in the desert, and his physical body is much stronger than that of the ordinary masters of the Divine Transformation Realm, and the person designated by our Feather Sect mission to capture!"

At this moment, a whirlwind came, but it was the "Prince Bao" of the Dade royal family, as well as two men and two women, all of whom were outer disciples.

"Do you want to capture me?

Suddenly, the Evil Moon Prince stepped out, and he snatched out thirty or forty steps away, like the full strength of a thousand-mile horse, and the "Evil Moon Scimitar" in his hand slashed again!

Fang Han looked at the "Evil Moon Scimitar" knife light, and felt that all his jīng gods seemed to be sucked by the sword light, and his hands and feet couldn't move.

Fortunately, he had experience just now, and immediately used the Yuanchen jīng magic technique, and suddenly his mind was clear, and the magic sword in his hand jumped up, and with a move "Seven Star Chain", he resisted the sword light.

Dangdang, dangdang

Fang Han blocked the sword light and counterattacked again, only to find that there was no one in front of him, and the pace of the "Evil Moon Prince" seemed to move in an instant, so fast that only a shadow remained, and in a row, the scimitar slashed seven or eight people. This group of outer disciples of the Yuhua Sect, everyone was stabbed by him.

Jingle bell, ding bell!

Another flower in front of Fang Han's eyes, with an evil scimitar, slashed over again, and Sen Sen's killing intent overwhelmed him. Everything around is out of sight, and the jīng god is once again sucked away by the scimitar.

Fang Han struggled to resist, the sword light flew, resisting dozens of knives in a row, and suddenly the pressure in front of him relaxed, only to see that the "sand bandits" had retreated cleanly, and the Evil Moon Prince's body moved, and he had already swept dozens of steps away, a few ups and downs, and had already left far away, disappearing into the desert.

At the scene, only hundreds of white dragon camels were left, and there was a corpse.

It turned out that the leader of the sand bandits, the Evil Moon Prince, had one person and one sword, and at the same time restrained several people, allowing his subordinates to retreat calmly.

The martial arts are strong, the physical strength is strong, and the speed is incredible.

Fang Han hadn't seen such a powerful person with martial arts alone.

"Chase or not!"

"Forget it, poor Kou Mo chase, besides, we don't have a spiritual weapon, so it is impossible to defeat the Evil Moon Prince. His martial arts are so strong that there is no boundary. If we fall into an ambush, we will be killed by him instead, let's watch Senior Sister Mo subdue the demon!"

Prince Bao of the Daede royal family was talking about it, and one of the princesses denied the plan to pursue. It's also very cautious.

"Senior Sister Mo's success in subduing demons this time is unimaginably great. Prince Bao glanced at Fang Han coldly, as if he was very dissatisfied that Fang Han did not die among the sand bandits.

But then, he set his eyes on the fighting method above the sky.

Senior Sister Mo is now with a few inner disciples, urging the five flying swords with all their might, and the silver snake sword of the "original sword sky", to besiege the pink prince together.

And the ten flying yaksha flew into the air, all of them were tied up by the "Tianji Zhiyang Suo", roaring and struggling, and they couldn't fly far, and the other end of the Tianji Zhiyang Suo was pulled in the hands of Master Mo.

The current situation is that Senior Sister Mo is like flying a kite, and she puts up the ten flying yakshas, and she can collect these yaksha just by killing the pink prince.

These yakshas, although pierced by the flying sword, only weakened the ferocity and did not die.

"This treasure is not trivial! If you come to tie me up, I don't know if the "Jiaofu Huangquan Soil" can be collected? Baby, sure enough, it is a treasure, as soon as it is shot, the ten flying yaksha are all tied, without this treasure, now I am afraid that we people will suffer heavy casualties. However, this Senior Sister Mo actually has a treasure weapon, which is really beyond everyone's expectations, who is she?

Fang Han watched all this, and his mind kept guessing.

The pink prince, now suspended in the air, a flying sword of pink sè, kept shuttling, resisting all the sword light, and the clothes on his body, bursts of pink light, kept popping out, holding up a ball of light, trying his best to protect.

The sword light of some flying swords slashed on top of this ball of light, and it exploded a pink sè peach blossom.

has not cultivated to the secret realm of supernatural powers, and is fighting magic weapons.

"If Senior Sister Mo wins this time, she doesn't need to go to the Blue Moon Country, she will return to the Feather Gate directly, and hand over the Pink Prince to the sect elders, with this merit, a Yīn Yang Wanshou Pill will be in hand!"

Liu Kang looked at this scene and whispered.

"Pink Prince, it's not so easy to kill! Although Senior Sister Mo is a step above her skills, she borrowed a treasure weapon. But I don't know if this pink prince has a way to escape. Even if we kill the Pink Prince, this credit will not fall on our heads, and we will be able to get at most one inner disciple assessment place. ”

Lord Hongyi looked at the fighting method intently.

Fang Han really wanted to fly his flying sword out, but he must not expose it now, otherwise it would be his turn when Senior Sister Mo cleaned up these demons.

"My strength is still very shallow, and I have to cultivate hard, but then again, this fight, especially the fight against the Evil Moon Prince, has benefited a lot, and my jīng god has been honed. ”

Fang Han felt that this life-and-death struggle, actual combat cultivation, was more fulfilling than his own closed-door penance for several months.

"The Pink Prince has begun to fight back!

Lord Hongyi said suddenly.

Sure enough, the pink prince, who was wrapped in the sword light, suddenly roared, and an extra ball of pink light appeared in his hand, and this ball of light was hit by his raised hand, touched the sword light, and suddenly exploded!

"Six yùyīn thunder!"