The swarthy broadsword in his hand, which was extremely eye-catching at this time, gradually emitted some fierce aura.

The Xuan body stepped up frequently.

So much so that Yang Fan dragged out the illusory afterimage of the Dao behind him.

In the endless light, he seems to carry the momentum of ten thousand jun, and the gods and ghosts are easy to dispel.

A sword out, the ghost is frightened!

The great light that gathered around him then bowed down to him in the shape of a wheel, following in his footsteps, and clinging to his sword.

Two swords out, the wind and clouds rise!

More and more light followed the trend, stirred by his sword, rendering the dark broadsword a misty lapis and gold, and the night became more and more intense because the light was attracted by the dark iron sword.

Three swords out, heaven and earth are shocked!

Wang Haiquan felt the sudden rejection and oppression of himself between heaven and earth, and the majestic trend that was approaching at a rapid speed not far away, and couldn't help but turn back in horror.

However, as far as he could see, it was Yang Fan's sword like a meteor.

It looks like a simple sword.

If Wang Haiquan, who was half-lying on the ground today, was replaced by another master of the Bone Forging Realm, he could only drink hatred under this sword.

However, he is Wang Haiquan.

What he is most confident in is the speed of his sword.

Seeing that on the other side not far away, the young man who was supposed to be tied up in the house appeared with a somewhat anxious look on his face at this moment, Wang Haiquan suddenly became a little angry.

In many cases, or at any time, the power of the heart is the most powerful.

So with this sword, he even broke through all his previous sword speeds.

Break a bottleneck.

It means that another bottleneck is probably just a matter of time for him.

Turn the virtual into the real, and practice the qi into the real.

The first major bottleneck that every monk will encounter in the process of cultivation.

It is also the most important bottleneck.

Qi refining rank.

If he hadn't already touched this bottleneck, he wouldn't have increased the speed of his fast sword, which he hadn't improved for three years.

It's just that with such a seriously injured body, can he still escape his life from the hands of these two young people in front of him?

It's all about this sword.

"Shhhh

With this sword alone, a strange sound of breaking the air was transmitted.

At this moment when the entire air flow was attached to Yang Fan's sword, on the sword in Wang Haiquan's hand, there was still a cyan air current, rolling his sword and rushing towards Li Shaobai.

- If Heaven gave him another chance to be reborn, he would definitely give this sword opportunity to Yang Fan, not Li Shaobai.

From a distant distance, he felt the earth-destroying momentum on Yang Fan's sword, and he subconsciously shifted his target to Li Shaobai.

This young man, who seemed to have no irresistible momentum in his body, not only had a low cultivation, but also seemed to be easier to deal with than the kid with a dark broadsword.

So he selectively forgot that the reason why he ended up like this now was because of the young man who "didn't seem to have the slightest momentum" before.

"Poof!"

So he flew out from under Li Shaobai's sword again.

Yang Fan watched him condense a few traces of wind attribute vitality in front of the two of them, gathered wisps of whirlwind, and then jumped up from the ground in the blink of an eye and arrived in front of the eldest brother.

Then, with the momentum of the eldest brother's "Imperial Sword", the master of the Bone Forging Realm spurted blood and slashed in front of his eyes.

How can such an opportunity be missed?

"Kill!"

Yang Fan shouted, and on a broadsword, with a pounding momentum, he stabbed towards the figure that had not yet landed.

Wang Haiquan's eyes widened unwillingly, and his pupils subconsciously shrank to the size of a needletip, reflecting the Mengmeng Golden Sword that was getting closer and closer.

......

Behind the ancestral hall, next to the haystack.

Mr. Han is very satisfied with his grasp of the timing of this shot.

I hadn't rushed here before, but I felt a strong explosion from this direction halfway through.

Uneasy, he hurriedly sped up and quickly rushed to the ancestral hall, only to find that Lin Qinghan had already killed Sun Xiaohu, and he still used the "detonation charm" he gave to Tiger Village.

scolded the dead Sun Xiaohu again, and then he decided to implement his plan.

first set fire to attract Lin Qinghan over, and then deliberately made him think that he had fled the scene after setting the fire, and then took advantage of his carelessness after extinguishing the fire to seriously injure him in an instant, or simply kill him with one blow.

It's just that what surprised him was that he was attracted by his own fire, and there was actually a Wang Meng from the Qi Drawing Realm.

And what surprised him even more was that the one-eyed strong man who had been subconsciously ignoring the past by himself was able to get the poison on the hair needle of the soul-snatching cow to this small accident, causing Lin Qinghan to expose enough flaws - flaws that he couldn't resist.

As he ran, he slowly emerged from the air, and then his speed increased by two minutes, and the dagger in his hand with the color of the night seemed to have a starlight shining on it.

In the state of invisibility, his cultivation can only exert eighty percent, and he must have the remaining twenty percent of his strength to maintain the "concealment technique" to ensure that he can always be in that translucent state.

According to the record in "Heavenly Demon Flurry", the concealment technique that has been cultivated to the fullest can use all the strength of the whole body, not to mention, even the original translucent stealth state can be concealed for a few points again, and it can also cause a stealth effect without relying on rapid movement speed.

When it reaches such a state, the "concealment technique" has already become an instinct of the body, and even the consumption of true qi when it is used can be reduced by half.

Of course, Mr. Han is still a little far away from that realm - maybe when he reaches the stage of fetal transformation, he will be able to do it.

Lin Qinghan couldn't help but be very anxious when he saw Mr. Han rushing straight to the middle of the haystack, and when he took the next step, the cold ice true qi was instantly instilled into the long sword in his hand, and the cold ice sword quickly turned into a crystal clear white crystal from the hilt to the tip of the sword.

The "Ice Sword" has been inspired.

However, in the next moment, a sharp pain suddenly came from his ribs, and even the operation of his true qi couldn't stop becoming jerky.

Lin Qinghan stumbled under his feet, his true qi suddenly became disordered, and he hurriedly stood up.

With just one moment, the wound that had been contracted by him burst again, and even more raging blood couldn't stop flowing out.

Now, even if he wants to stop it, he is powerless to act.

Mr. Han didn't even glance at this, but just flew straight ahead.

How could he not even understand the wounds he had inflicted? It would be good to make such a long cut in the vital part of his ribs and not fall to the ground on the spot, and even to use his true qi to come and save people?

Looking at Wang Meng, who was curled up unconscious on the root of the wall in front of him, Mr. Han's face flashed with a trace of cruelty, and the hidden demon dagger in his hand stabbed straight through without hesitation;

Lin Qinghan's face was dead.

Do you want to watch your brother die in front of you?

"Uhhh

He gripped the Ice Sword tightly, and the veins on his forehead were exposed.

With a low roar, the crystal light of the "Ice Sword" began to flicker again, gradually becoming stronger.

Ignoring his injuries, Lin Qinghan forcibly activated his Cold Ice True Qi to stop the assassin.

However, with such a large area of damage, and even a long wound on the right lung, where can it be so hard?

As a result, the crystal light of the "Cold Ice Sword" dimmed for a moment, and after the light flickered, it turned back into a long sword that was originally only glowing with blue light; Lin Qinghan half-knelt on the ground, spurting out a mouthful of blood on the spot.

"Poof!"

Arrow-like pillars of blood spat out to the ground in front of him, shattering the hard bluestone slab and making a small hole a finger deep.

It was at this moment that a sudden change occurred.

A majestic light instantly sprinkled throughout the entire Qinglong Village, all over the sky and the earth.

In this bright and gentle white light, the dazzling "Coiling Dragon Guarding Heaven Array" that was originally in the sky above the guard post was overshadowed when it landed, like a bright moon and pearl in the dark night.

Although the pearl is bright, it is not as good as the bright moon.

Therefore, the entire Qinglong Village seemed to have suddenly ushered in daylight, and there was no trace of darkness.

Lin Qinghan was half-lying on the ground, staring at the bright but not dazzling soft white light in his field of vision, shocked and uncertain.

Although he couldn't see how much of the white light in his field of vision covered, as far as he could see, everything was white.

If there are not 50 kilometers, there must be more than 40 kilometers!

This light ...... It wasn't made by the people of Tiger Village!

Because he clearly felt that the huge wound on his right rib, although there was no sign of healing under this sudden light, it no longer hurt, and even the dark wound in his body caused by the strength of the right talent and the true qi did not feel pain again.

If the enemy's master comes to help, why won't he help him relieve his injuries?

Feeling the injuries on his body, Lin Qinghan reluctantly stood up and thought to himself.

However, what he didn't know was that Mr. Han's state at the moment was very different from him.

The others did not know the source of this light, but he himself knew it clearly-the first bit of white light appeared from his side.

However, because his heart was full of thoughts of "I can kill a general of Qinglong Village under the dagger", he didn't care about this faint white light at first.

In less than a second, he realized he was wrong.

And it's ridiculously wrong.

Because the little white light burst into a fierce light in an instant, irresistibly illuminating his body, and continued to shine in all directions.

As the soft but bright white light shone through his body, Mr. Han felt a burst of vigor from the surface of his body, tightly enveloping him.

And he was still rushing forward at great speed, but he did not fall out with inertia, but stood firmly on the ground, one foot raised, the other foot landed, as if he was running with all his strength, just rooted in the ground.

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Hahaha, did you say that there should be real light!

Do you know who sent that white light?

Don't worry, we'll see in the next chapter.

(PS: As a casual mention, yesterday was my birthday, and I almost forgot it, so I forgot to tell my book friends.) In addition, I have been in a good mood lately...... I've decided, add more at the end of the month!)

(PS2: Brothers and sisters, look...... Ahem, Xiaozhou, I'm so desperate, it's May Day, and it's the May Day activities, so why don't you have more red tickets or something?haha, haha...... ）