"The old man is Lin Feihong, the second elder of the Lin family of the Xianmai family, our Xianmai family has always been hidden, only when the world is chaotic and the order collapses, we will show up to stop it."

"This Han Qing and his Han Sect in front of him are actually delusional in their desire to unify the cultivation world in order to achieve his dirty and brutal goals, you must not be fooled."

Lin Feihong's voice was like Hong Zhong Dalu, and every word he said had an extremely terrifying power.

The momentum was enormous.

Han Qing looked indifferent, and said, "The human heart has a spirit, and it communicates with heaven and earth, old man, you are talking nonsense, do you know that there is a heavenly curse in cultivation?"

Lin Feihong was stunned for a moment, and then said fiercely: "You evil obstacle, you dare to say the curse of heaven in front of the Immortal Vein Family, today, I will represent this day and crush your evil way to ashes."

"By you?" Han Qing had a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were full of disdain.

"Xiao Qisan, you dare to be presumptuous in front of us, my grandfather can press you to death with one finger, if you don't want to live or die, kneel down immediately." But it was Lin Haotian who said sharply.

Han Qing glanced at Lin Haotian and sneered, "It turned out to be you, the bastard, your faces on both sides of your face are so fast? It seems that this seat was still a little lighter last time."

Lin Haotian jumped like thunder, and said angrily: "Grandpa, you quickly restrain him, I will show him today what his woman looks like when she is ridden under me."

Han Biao's gaze suddenly condensed a frost.

"A woman who dares to insult me, look for death." Han Qing scolded coldly, raised his hand and grabbed Lin Haotian's head.

"Dare to hurt my good grandson, rampant!" Lin Feihong also screamed, pushed his hands forward, and the power of his blood veins actually condensed into a golden dragon with teeth and claws, roaring and rushing towards Han Qing.

With a "boom", the air wave exploded, as if the Yellow River had burst its banks, and a terrifying momentum erupted and poured down.

Many of the monks who were close were immediately frightened.

But fortunately, on this discussion platform, Han Qing has set a ban, and all the qi waves have been isolated.

Otherwise, such a dense group of monks, enveloped by the aftermath of the two distraction masters, would be absolutely hellish.

"Smack"

A crisp slap sounded, and everyone saw that Lin Haotian's entire body flew up.

He was in mid-air, and his teeth were falling out in mid-air.

And when Lin Haotian landed heavily, everyone saw that one side of his face was completely smashed.

Lin Feihong's face suddenly turned pale, and his eyes were even more gloomy.

Han Qing's hand really didn't make him aware of it, which made him extremely angry.

"You're looking for death!" Lin Feihong roared, completely manic.

He roared angrily, and a golden light erupted from his body.

And a phantom behind him fused with his body in an instant.

At this moment, the momentum on his body continued to rise.

Amazingly, Lin Feihong was promoted from the fourth layer of the Blood Refining Realm to the peak of the fourth layer.

Judging from the breath, his current strength is more than one line compared to the distraction, which is about equivalent to a half-step combination.

All the monks at the scene were shocked, this immortal vein family was so terrifying.

Han Xianzun, are you sure you can stop it?

"Give me death!" Lin Feihong's voice became extremely sharp, and everyone felt that their eardrums were about to be perforated.

And in an instant, his attack turned into countless golden lights and shadows, enveloping Han Qing.

Even the space on the platform was constantly distorted and shattered in this golden light and shadow.

Han Qing couldn't see a trace of fear on his face, and he still looked indifferent.

He raised his hand and slashed it with a sword.

"Huh"

The countless golden lights and shadows were all split in two.

That's impossible!

Lin Feihong's smug expression instantly became shocked.

He wanted to get out, but it was too late.

That sword light was fleeting.

Everyone saw that Lin Feihong's head left his body in an instant and flew high.

And those golden lights and shadows also dissipated like bubbles.

Han Qing stood with his head held high, with a palpitating look on his body.

His whole person is like the sharpest sword in the world, which can cut everything.

The entire Jiangxin Island was dead silent.

Even the wind seemed to have stopped, and he didn't dare to make a mistake and walked around Jiangxin Island.

The insects and birds on Jiangxin Island were all shrunk like the end of the world, and they didn't dare to move.

The tens of thousands of monks in the audience were dumbfounded, as if their souls were not possessed.

Lin Feihong's blow just now should be a half-step combination.

But even so, he was actually beheaded by Han Qing with a sword.

Han Xianzun was so terrifying.

"Grandpa!" At this time, Lin Haotian, whose face was fanned, woke up like a dream, let out a terrible howl, and pounced on Lin Feihong's headless corpse.

He couldn't accept the fact that his grandfather, who was extremely powerful in his heart, was actually killed by Han Qing with a sword.

He howled a few times before he suddenly raised his head, stared at Han Qing and roared, "If you dare to kill my grandfather, I will skin you and cramp."

After that, he attacked Han Qing like crazy.

Han Qing looked indifferent and slapped it casually.

Suddenly, Lin Haotian was photographed to the ground again.

At this time, the tens of thousands of monks in the audience came to their senses, and they were suddenly like a pot of boiling water.

They looked at Han Qing's gaze and became more adoring, even with the fanaticism of chasing stars.

Han Qing preached for three days, and their comprehension of cultivation all stepped onto a new level.

And Han Qing's strength can kill a half-step powerhouse in one move.

Such an immortal master, how could they not follow.

Han Qing didn't want to kill Lin Haotian, this kid's current identity is the deputy leader of the special service team, which can be regarded as giving the above a face.

At this moment, Han Qing suddenly felt a chill down his spine, and he felt that the hairs on his body stood up in an instant.

Faintly, a terrifying aura locked him.

And Han Qing quickly analyzed that what locked him was definitely a real Merge Realm powerhouse.

Only a strong person with this strength can make the divine thought become like a substance, dragging a person's divine soul directly into a confined space and sealing it.

Han Qing's mind was full of thoughts, but in fact, there was not a moment, and behind him, there was already a golden light lit up.

The world seems to have been cut apart by this golden light.

"Young Master Beware......

"Ancestor ......"

Many of the monks under the Han Sect all shouted.

When Lin Feihong sent out a terrifying blow just now, although they were a little nervous, they were actually not worried, and they felt in their hearts that Han Qing would definitely be able to deal with it.

But as soon as this golden light appeared, their wills were all crushed, and this level of terror was only seen in their lives.