Now that Han Tian had lost his confidence in fighting Zheng Xuan, under the shroud of this peerless aura, he understood that he was not the opponent of the young man in front of him at all.

If it weren't for the profound Ten Thousand Blood Sword Technique, I'm afraid that in the battle just now, he would have been split by this young man's sword, this young man's swordsmanship and rich combat experience are the only ones he has ever seen in his life, although the moves are simple, but every move and style reveal the intention of killing, and it is simply a lore swordsmanship sharpened from the pile of dead.

At this time, Han Tian understood that his only chance was to get out of the envelope of the Absolute Spirit.

I believe that in such a short period of time, the enveloping range of the absolute spirit qi is definitely not large, as long as he gets out of the enveloping range of the absolute spirit qi, his internal breath at the peak of the six heavens can be restored, and at that time, even if this young man has the ability to reach the heavens, he will not be afraid!

Even, Hantian can take this opportunity to turn defeat into victory and kill this terrifying teenager in one fell swoop.

"How can it be so easy to run?"

Just as Han Tian's body was activated, his muscles were tense, and his legs had formed a forward momentum, a sneer suddenly sounded not far behind him, and in the corner of his eyes, Zheng Xuan's figure was like a water snake, sliding on the grass, and quickly moving in the direction where he was.

"Not good!"

His heart jumped suddenly, Han Tian couldn't care about anything else, he understood that the speed of this strange master who suddenly appeared was not slower than him, and he believed that as long as he hesitated a little, if he was caught up, what was waiting for him would be the end of death.

Suddenly, the cold sky didn't care about any aftermath, only to see a thin layer of blood mist shrouded in his body suddenly flew up, and his originally pale face was suddenly filled with endless blood, and the blood vessels hidden under the skin on his face bulged one by one, like earthworms, constantly wandering back and forth.

In the blood mist in the sky, Han Tian raised his head and shouted, forcibly suppressing the pain in his mind that almost wanted to wear out his soul, his legs suddenly slammed into the ground, and he suddenly fell directly into the hard ground for more than a foot, and with the curl of Han Tian's body, an inexplicable force instantly surged into his body.

At this moment, the cold sky stimulated the forbidden move of ten thousand blood** ten thousand blood firmament, stimulated the blood qi all over the body, and promoted the power to the maximum in an instant, and actually stabbed a way in this absolute spirit qi, and regained the previous combat power.

However, at this time, Han Tian did not have the slightest idea of turning around to deal with Zheng Xuan, this kind of secret method of the Ten Thousand Blood Sky is not something he can bear now, he didn't hold on for a moment, it was a huge grinding of his soul, not to mention fighting in this state, even thinking purposefully is a very laborious thing.

If it weren't for the fact that Zheng Xuan's body technique was too shocking, and Han Tian was far from being sure of escaping from his hands, then he wouldn't have used this forbidden technique.

But when it came to this damn time, under the threat of death, Han Tian couldn't care about anything, and when Zheng Xuan unfolded his magic trick like a spirit snake, and quickly approached him in the long grass, the blood mist on Han Tian's body suddenly condensed, regrouping around his body, and seemed to dye that space red.

In an instant, Han Tian's figure was like an unsheathed sword, and with a whoosh, a boundless blood mist swayed, and in the dust, it suddenly flashed forward.

"Amazing, ten thousand blood ** really deserves to be a top-level exercise, but it has some weight!"

Zheng Xuan only felt that the blood flashed in front of him, and when he looked at it again, the cold sky that was originally three zhang away from him had already rushed forward a distance of one zhang, and under the activation of his divine practice, the distance between the two was not shortened in the slightest, but it was getting bigger and bigger.

"Do you want to leave? You're thinking too simply!"

Taking a deep breath, Zheng Xuan's body did not stop, and he quickly used his ** power, urging it to his feet, and tried to dispel the oncoming airflow according to the walking style of the Shen Xing Jue, constantly showing the Shen Xing Jue to the most perfect degree without the assistance of internal breath, and continued to sweep forward.

At the same time, the long sword in his hand retreated slightly, showing an awl shape, but it was in the posture of a goshawk fighting a rabbit, and then Zheng Xuan's heart moved, and the core soul in the sea of consciousness that showed the appearance of an immortal thorn suddenly trembled.

Sensing this solidified spiritual power, Zheng Xuan maintained the pursuit of the movement, and at the same time, with the core divine soul as the foundation in the sea of consciousness, he suddenly condensed a cone-shaped spiritual entity.

Firmly locked on the cold sky that had a tendency to travel farther and farther, Zheng Xuan's mind flickered, and the immortal thorn that existed in his sea of consciousness disappeared in an instant, and instead descended on the cold sky head four zhang away.

Zheng Xuan only felt a muffled bang in his head, and a dark feeling of dizziness suddenly came, but one was because his core soul was abnormally condensed, and the other was because he was also prepared, so Zheng Xuan's body just trembled, and he continued to keep his original speed and chased down.

But this time the immortal stabbed past, and Han Tian's divine consciousness, which was already in an overloaded state, could no longer support it, and he saw that he was getting farther and farther away from Zheng Xuan, and was about to arrive at the gap in the valley, but he didn't have time to be happy, but he felt a sudden flip in his mind.

His vision was instantly pitch black, and at this time, Han Tian felt as if someone was holding an awl and stirring it in his mind, almost stirring out all his brains, at this moment, his already painful head seemed to explode all at once, and Han Tian could no longer control his galloping body, his body trembled, and he fell straight out.

He only had time to secretly scream in his heart, and then he lost all control of his body, and instantly fell into endless darkness, never to wake up, of course, he had no chance to wake up.

Following the action of Han Tian's body falling out, Zheng Xuan's figure was like a spirit snake and quickly restrained, and an oblique thrust crossed the body that fell heavily from Han Tian, and the long sword in his hand suddenly pulled back and made a stretching movement.

The next moment, only a sizzling sound was heard, and as Zheng Xuan's long sword returned to the sheath, a touch of blood suddenly spurted out of Han Tian's neck and sprinkled straight to the ground in front of him.

"Whew!"

Relieving the pain that was about to burst in his mind, Zheng Xuan's body staggered, and he used his long sword to hold his body to prevent himself from falling, only then did he take a deep breath and look back at the cold sky who was lying on the ground and was already dead.

The corners of his mouth curled slightly, and a smile appeared on his pale face, Zheng Xuan swallowed his saliva and said in a low voice, "Although I have such a strong divine sense and a core divine soul condensed by the cold dragon, the power of the Immortal Thorn is still so great, it is really hated and loved!"

"But this time, I was able to successfully kill the cold sky, but the immortal thorn was indispensable. ”

Shaking his head, when the pain in his mind disappeared slightly, Zheng Xuan took steps to Han Tian's side, at this time, perhaps because Han Tian was in a state of intense exercise before, the scar on his neck was drawn by Zheng Xuan, like a fountain, constantly spraying blood, the situation is not terrifying.

In a moment, the blood on the cold day's body seemed to be sprayed clean, and his face was as pale as snow as if the villagers had been sucked dry by zombies!

Seeing this scene, Zheng Xuan bent down, a smile appeared on his face, and whispered, "This should be the secret technique of ten thousand blood**, I didn't expect that Hantian actually had ten thousand blood**, I just don't know where he got it? I'm afraid that even the masters of the Blood God Sect don't deserve to have such a technique, right?"

"But obviously, this son doesn't know the prestige of ten thousand blood**, otherwise how could he still wander here? I have already run to the land of Kyushu to find a place to hide, you must know that there is ten thousand blood** in hand, the so-called **shackles are completely false, and all it takes is time. ”

Shaking his hand to lift Han Tian up, Zheng Xuan groped up and down his body, and in the pocket of Han Tian, Zheng Xuan found what he wanted, it was a dark gold book, the book was not thick, only twelve or thirteen pages, but the weight was not light.

Holding it in his hand, there was a pungent smell of blood faintly emanating from the book, and on the page of the book, the words ten thousand blood ** were written, which was full of a condensed momentum, so that the killing battle qi that was slowly flowing in Zheng Xuan's body was attracted and ran sharply.

Flipping through a few pages casually, and taking a brief look at the content inside, Zheng Xuan felt the abnormal movement of the killing battle qi he had cultivated, frowned slightly, and said in a low voice, "I didn't expect it to be really ten thousand blood** whole article, how can he be able to get such a treasure in this cold day?"

"However, this ten thousand blood** is a bit of an evil sect, and it is not suitable to be cultivated as a major practice, but fortunately, although the longevity formula I cultivate has no characteristics, it can contain all things, and the true qi of smelting this ten thousand blood** is also very suitable. ”

Feeling the abnormal movement of the killing battle qi in his body, Zheng Xuan's eyes turned, and he understood that the ten thousand blood ** in his hand was probably not simple, and he immediately had the idea of using it as the second major cultivation method, and immediately took it into his arms, ready to start cultivating when he had time.

With Zheng Xuan's attainments in cultivating the Immortal Formula, he can almost make the Immortal Recipe run on its own without taking the initiative to command, so that as long as the Immortal True Qi cultivated by the Immortal Recipe simulates the Ten Thousand Blood True Qi of Ten Thousand Bloods, everything will fall into place, so Zheng Xuan's minor in Ten Thousand Bloods ** has no problem, and it will not delay his cultivation in the Immortal Recipe at all.

After putting away the ten thousand blood**, Zheng Xuan touched his chin and groped around the body of the Blood Demon Hantian for a while, but in addition to finding some silver taels and hidden weapons, he only found the map that was exactly the same as the sheepskin map in Hou Chuang's hand.

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