Mr. Han hung in the sky, and he had already seen Liu Xinzhao running rapidly, and he also saw the final destination in his straight line - the building complex with a large guard array.

"Hmph, the large defensive formation... A small Qinglong Village, there is still a lot of oil and water. But ......"

Mr. Han sneered while visually measuring the distance between the three and the speed between himself and Liu Xinzhao, the cold smile on his face expanded a little, and he thought silently:

“...... Can you still run over there?"

However, before the thought completely dissipated, he saw Liu Xinzhao, who was running, slowly stopped and stood in place to breathe.

This made him can't help but look up to it a little bit.

Knowing that something could not be done, he immediately gave up and implemented another plan.

He is worthy of being the head of a village!

Although the other plan is relatively the most correct, it is a bit stupid when the enemy is not able to defeat the enemy.

Mr. Han's face, which had always been Furui Wubo, finally showed an arrogant smile.

"Bang!"

Slammed to the ground, Mr. Han just bent his legs, and channeled all his momentum into the ground.

Before he could raise his head, Liu Xinzhao had already attacked.

He had nothing left but the lone sword in his hand.

He was cornered, except for the one in front of him.

There was no way for him to escape, except for the one in front of him!

So he was resolute, so he fought hard.

It was like a storm sweeping through the sky, like a sword rushing to thunder and lightning!

At this life-and-death juncture, he had comprehended a new form of alchemy, the only offensive independent of his defensive sword technique.

Burn one's ship.

"Zheng!"

The crisp sound of the sword sounded, with a tragedy and pathos that had never been seen before.

Mr. Han's eyes widened, and he looked at the long sword that swept in front of him in an instant, and the reaction of his body for a long time exceeded the reaction speed of his brain, and he carried the Hidden Demon Dagger in his right hand to meet the blade accurately.

"Ding—"

Mr. Han, who had not yet stood firmly, felt a strong force transmitting along the "Hidden Demon Dagger" in his hand to his meridians, carrying the true qi in his body to the inner wall of the meridians.

Even so, the effect of the "Luo Jing Pill" he took was still there, and it was still able to protect his meridians from being easily broken by external forces.

However, the feeling of a violent force bombarding his meridians was not something that could be offset by the power of the elixir.

Mr. Han's meridians shook wildly, and a stream of blood instantly rushed through his throat, and he spit out with a "poof" and flew out upside down.

Liu Xinzhao took a deep breath, didn't have time to digest all the mysteries in this sword, rubbed his body forward, and continued to attack Mr. Han, who had not had time to stand up.

"Ding!"

As soon as Mr. Han gained a firm foothold, he saw that Liu Xinzhao, who had been busy running, did not take the opportunity to escape after he fell to the ground, and hurriedly met this more and more exquisite sword.

It's just that when he is already prepared, this sword is no longer so unstoppable.

Liu Xinzhao swung out two swords with all his strength, where was there any extra strength to collect the muscles on his left shoulder? The wound had already burst there, and blood gushed like a spring.

Under his counterattack, Mr. Han no longer dared to underestimate the slightest heart, and most of the true qi in his body formed wisps in the meridians, intertwined with each other, overlapping and overlapping, outlining mysterious runes one after another, and immediately poured them into the "Hidden Demon Dagger" in his hand.

Dense and cumbersome gray lines suddenly appeared on the dark dagger, and invisible fluctuations diverged, and all the birds and insects in the range had their pupils scattered and fell straight to the ground.

Liu Xinzhao's surroundings suddenly darkened, and four huge pitch-black monsters suddenly appeared in front of him, either spitting out real qi bullets, or sharp claws like swords, and pounced forward in unison with teeth and claws.

It was just that he looked at the huge crisis that was close at hand, but he didn't show the panic expression he should have, on the contrary, his tenacious will to endure the severe pain of the True Qi Quenching Body for a long time since he became a physical cultivator reminded him of something, intentionally or unintentionally.

It's just that the long claws as sharp as a knife have been grabbed in front of him, is it possible to stand still and remain motionless?

Liu Xinzhao raised his strength and raised his sword to resist.

The claws of the long sword collided in the blink of an eye, but the imaginary impact did not come, and the sword seemed to slash into the air, cutting through the elbow of the unknown monster in unison.

He seemed to remember something.

"Poof!"

But it was already late.

"Whew!"

The four-headed monster in front of him was like a thin cloud wrapped around the mountainside meeting a fierce mountain wind, swaying and then dissipating.

"Qiang—"

Liu Xinzhao's hand holding the sword hung down weakly, his five fingers uncontrollably loosened the hilt, and he looked down at his chest with difficulty.

There was a pitch-black and dull handle stuck in a straight line, and the blade more than ten centimeters long had not entered the body, but not a trace of blood had ever flowed out.

"You ......"

Liu Xinzhao moved his eyes that gradually spread out, spit out a syllable in his mouth, and he no longer had strength.

From beginning to end, the afterglow of the setting sun has always shone on the earth, shining on every grain of sand in the world, warm and cold.

The snow-bright long sword was stuck upside down on the bluestone slab, emitting a golden dazzling light in the glow of the setting sun.

"Hum..."

The slight sound of the sword emitted as the long sword swung left and right, changing from the crisp sound of the usual day, but there was indescribable sadness. It seems that even it understands that from now on, the generous palm of its master will never hold itself again.

"Poof!"

Mr. Han saw that there was no more brilliance in his eyes, so he pulled out the Hidden Demon Dagger, thought for a moment, and ran towards the road he came from.

Now that you hit the point, there's no need to waste any more time here.

All the things that happened in the past made him have absolute confidence in his true qi. There is no need for other injuries, once the dark true qi spreads in the heart of the enemy, it is certain death.

The moment he turned around, in the far southern sky, a light suddenly crossed the sky, and it was fleeting.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, in addition to the pale moon, even the most dazzling meteor is just a faint white mark.

Heaven and earth are powerful, and the sun is respected.

Lin Qinghan, who had crushed Sun Xiaohu to death, suddenly tightened in his heart, unconsciously paused the movements in his hand, and glanced in the direction of the south.

Yet there was nothing but the white streak in the distant sky.

The village chief lured the high-level True Qi Realm assassin away, and he didn't know if he had reached the guard post safely. As long as he entered the gate of the guard station, presumably with Sun Lao's ability, the "Coiling Dragon Guardian Array" had already been activated, and it had now become the safest place in the whole village.

But...... A bandit leader in the True Qi realm also thinks that he can defeat me!

After Lin Qinghan came back to his senses, he put aside the distracting thoughts in his heart, saying that he would leave this big boss of Tiger Village, who was only in the realm of true qi, in Qinglong Village forever.

The cloudy old pupils thought of the last hole card in his arms, gritted his teeth, and still didn't mean to take it out.

Lin Qinghan is a super master of the half-step tire transformation level, the two have been fighting for a long time, and there are more than fifty percent of the true qi left, and the moves in "Cold Ice Sword Technique" are even more handy, "Cold Ice Sword", "Phantom Cold Sword" and other killer moves are not connected and stagnant, and all kinds of attacks bombard Sun Xiaohu like water.

The reefs on the coast will gradually become smaller after being hit by the waves for a long time, not to mention Lin Qinghan, who is far stronger than several waves.

Sun Xiaohu had to use the talisman in his arms.

"Boom!"

The dazzling and dazzling pale cyan thunder and lightning roared throughout the audience, and it was really like lightning that pierced Lin Qinghan.

And because the two are fighting each other in swordsmanship, the distance between them is only five or six meters.

It's just that Lin Qinghan's face didn't show any panic, but a smile came to his lips.

The moment Sun Xiaohu reached into his arms, he understood that this must be to take out something like a sword rune to buy a little time for himself.

How could Lin Qinghan be defenseless?

A talisman that had been held in his hand for a long time was instantly activated by a true qi of his hand, and a thick wall of hard earth suddenly condensed in front of him.

Talisman: Earth Barrier!

In an instant, an earthen wall two or three meters high was condensed, and although it was only half a meter wide, it was condensed by the true qi in the magic rune, and it was extremely solid.

"Boom-"

As soon as the earth wall appeared, a violently roaring pillar of lightning and lightning slammed into it, striking out a pothole the size of a basin.

If you talk about it in detail, the magic runes made by the same fetal transformation level will not be so different.

It's just that Lin Qinghan's earthen wall sits straight on the earth. Even now that the power of Sun Xiaohu's magic talisman has been exhausted, he can still see that there are small electric snakes on the earth wall, constantly rushing and swimming, passing towards the depths of the earth.

Lin Qinghan's talisman not only used the power of the talisman itself, but also indirectly borrowed the power of the earth.

As the thunder and lightning rushed over, Sun Xiaohu, who was going to attack him unprepared, suddenly turned uneasy.

Because in front of him was the sword shadow of the nine ice swords.

......

Standing behind the gate of the guardhouse was a swarthy old man, with a snow-white jade pendant hanging from his waist, its value could be felt at a glance, but on his feet was only a pair of washed and somewhat old gray cloth boots, which matched a gray robe of the same color.

However, there seemed to be an aura in the jade pendant that dissipated in an instant. The strength that had supported the old man to stand up straight seemed to disappear suddenly, and some of the hunchbacked spine bent more and more, and the legs and feet standing on the flat ground stumbled, and he almost fell to the ground.

Several young people next to him hurriedly stepped forward to hug him and asked with concern:

"Old man, are you alright?"

"The sun is about to go down, it's cold outside, let's go into the back room and sit, old man!"

Sun Lao turned his head tremblingly, and immediately a tiny white mark crossed his cloudy pupils.

The young man next to him didn't know why, and half-helped him to a nearby room, only to hear the old man's wriggling lips seem to keep repeating a sentence:

"The stars... Fallen......"

"The stars... Fallen......"