This gap in the realm is really a chasm that is difficult to cross. Regardless of the wind and Anqi's moves, he never had the slightest upper hand. Han Qingshan casually stabbed out three swords, and three blood flowers flew in the air. Feng Huai'an's blood-stained robe, but he never hurt Han Qingshan.

"The jade dragon flies the snow sword, the snow drifts in the world, and there are ten thousand points of cold."

Han Qingshan let out a soft snort, and at this time, he also used the true mastery of the Jade Dragon Sword Sect. This Jade Dragon Flying Snow Sword is the ancestor of the Jade Dragon Sword Sect, and he realized it by observing the flying snow in the Jade Dragon Snow Mountain.

After realizing this kind of swordsmanship, he also traveled through the red dust. In his old age, he returned to the Jade Dragon Snow Mountain and established a sect in the mountain. Now counted, this Jade Dragon Sword Sect also has a history of thousands of years.

This Jade Dragon Flying Snow Sword is of course not as exquisite as Feng Huai'an's sword technique. But Han Qingshan, who had entered the Dao realm, used it, but it was definitely not something that Feng Huai'an could parry at this time. I saw Han Qingshan's long sword, like snow flying in the sky, pouring towards Feng Huai'an.

Feng Huai'an's body, in the blink of an eye, was hit by more than ten swords. Blood stained his shirt, and his face was pale from the loss of blood. At this moment, Han Qingshan flew and kicked him in the chest.

Feng Huai'an slammed the ground with a steel knife, which slowed down his retreat. However, Han Qingshan's kick also knocked him back seven or eight feet away. This solid ground was also cut by a steel knife, and a deep ravine was cut.

Feng Huai'an stopped his body and suddenly spurted out a large mouthful of blood. Han Qingshan's kick directly seriously injured him. The wind Huai'an staggered, and he was about to fall to the ground. But he still supported the ground with his steel knife, so that he slowly straightened up.

Han Qingshan didn't chase either, he looked at the bloody Feng Huai'an, and there was a trace of disdain in his eyes. If it weren't for that peerless sword technique, Feng Huai'an would have been able to destroy such ants.

"Just you, an ant? Do you deserve to fight with me? If you can hurt me today, we two brothers will let you Feng family go. If not, you have to promise us one condition, how about that? ”

"Is that true?"

"I, the descendant of the Jade Dragon Sword Sect, how could I deceive you, an ant?"

"Well, if I can't hurt you, I'll leave you at your disposal. If I can get away with hurting you, I hope you keep your promise. ”

"Haha, you don't really think you can hurt me, do you? Make a move, if you can hurt me in the slightest, our two brothers will turn around and leave. ”

Han Qingshan smiled contemptuously, and his words were also full of confidence. When Han Qingfeng heard this, he didn't stop it. If you can get Feng Huai'an's peerless sword technique in this way, you can also save a lot of effort.

Feng Huai'an was seriously injured and was extremely desperate. But Han Qingshan's words made him a glimmer of hope again. In this regard, Han Qingshan smiled coldly. Feng Huai'an couldn't hurt him in the slightest in his heyday. Now that he is seriously wounded, how can he hurt himself?

With the appearance of a sword, Feng Huai'an once again used a knife to fall into the city. It's just that now Feng Huai'an is seriously injured, and the power of this knife is far less than before.

The sword came in an instant, but Han Qingshan smiled disdainfully. He approached with his sword and met Feng Huai'an's domineering sword. With a flash of sword light, Han Qingshan not only took Feng Huai'an's domineering sword. He also caused Feng Huai'an to add three more sword wounds to his body.

This time the confrontation started quickly and ended faster. Han Qingshan flew up and slapped Feng Huai'an's chest. Feng Huai'an was knocked away by a palm, and even in the air, a large mouthful of blood spurted out. He slammed to the ground, and his breath instantly became extremely sluggish.

"Huai'an!"

Feng Renping rushed forward and helped Feng Huai'an, who fell to the ground. The two grew up together and have long been like brothers. Feng Renping blamed himself incomparably, he only hated him, the head of the Feng family, but he didn't understand martial arts.

"Huai'an, don't fight again. The Han family is just coveting, the wealth of our Feng family, I will go with Han Qingyun. Over the years, you have paid too much for the Feng family. This time, don't fight to the death for me anymore. ”

Looking at Feng Huai'an, who was covered in blood, Feng Renping's heart was also extremely guilty. This scholar, who grew up with him, has risked his life many times for himself. If it weren't for Feng Huai'an's lifelong protection over the years, he would have died long ago.

The strength of the Xiuzhen Sect far surpassed that of their mortals. Even if Feng Huai'an fought to the death, he would never be Han Qingshan's opponent. At this moment, Feng Renping has put life and death aside. The only thing he can't rest assured about is Liu Suxin and Feng Luochen.

"Back then, I was just a little beggar. I remember the night of hunger and cold, and it was raining heavily. It was the eldest brother who gave me a bowl of steaming noodles. That bowl of noodles, although extremely ordinary, was the most delicious food I have ever eaten in my life. ”

"You don't dislike me for being from a poor background, so you made me your scholar. You not only taught me to read and write, but also taught me to be a rational person. You see that I have a talent for martial arts, and I also spent a lot of money to hire a famous teacher for me. If there were no big brother for you, there would never be today's Feng Huai'an. ”

In Feng Huai'an's eyes, there was a trace of reminiscence. The sharp pain in his body and the blurring of consciousness reminded him of the past. Even if he dies on the spot today, he will repay Feng Renping's great kindness.

And now the plan is not completely out of room for maneuver. He only needs to fight to the death and injure Han Qingshan, then the Feng family will be safe and sound.

"As long as I still have a breath of air, I won't let people bully my Feng family. If you want to hurt my eldest brother, you have to step on my corpse to get by. What's more, I haven't lost yet. ”

Feng Huai'an gently pushed Feng Renping away. He dragged the knife and staggered towards Han Qingshan. The tip of the knife dragged on the ground, making a harsh, tooth-aching sound.

Blood flowed down Feng Huai'an's arm and slowly flowed to the blade. Then follow the blade and slide to the ground. As Feng Huai'an continued to move forward, a blood mark was also dragged out of the ground.

"Hmph, I can't help myself."

Han Qingshan snorted coldly, but he chose to go to Feng Huai'an. The two slowly approached, and in an instant, they were already close at hand. Han Qingshan didn't make a move, he clasped his hands to his chest and looked at Feng Huai'an with a sneer on his face.

He knew that Fang Cai's palm had already dispersed Feng Huai'an's spiritual power. Feng Huai'an was in a disorder at this time, and he was powerless to fight at all. Even if he wants to recover as before, it will never be possible without a year and a half.

At this time, Feng Huai'an was actually already a useless waste. He was badly wounded, and his body was extremely weak. Don't say it's Han Qingshan, now just an ordinary person who doesn't know martial arts, I'm afraid he can easily clean him up.

As a powerhouse who has entered the Dao realm, how could Han Qingshan be afraid of a wasted person? So he also chose to step forward, and it was good to get up close to see Feng Huai'an's embarrassment. In his opinion, Feng Huai'an at this time was just dying.

Feng Huai'an's robe was already stained red with blood. Even his knife was covered in chips and blood. He swayed like a fallen leaf, ready to be blown down by a breeze at any moment. On his blood-stained face, his eyes were exceptionally bright.

"At this time, you are like a waste, and I see how you still fight with me. Don't you want to fight? I'll stand before you and see what you can do. You're here to fight, you're going to hurt me. ”

Han Qingshan's words were full of contempt. He looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, very proud. Feng Huai'an's peerless knife technique made him salivate. And now that Feng Huai'an has failed miserably, the peerless sword technique has become his own bag.

"You may be able to beat me, but if you want me to throw in the towel, that's a dream."

Feng Huai'an's body was covered with blood, his face was pale, and he was very weak. At this time, blood slid down his cheeks, but his eyes were exceptionally determined. He glanced up at Han Qingshan, his words full of unyielding.

Feng Huai slowly raised his right hand holding the knife. He wanted to raise his knife and slash towards Han Qingshan. However, at this time, the right arm seemed to weigh as much as a thousand catties. He was halfway up before he fell down again.

"Haha, just like you, you still want to fight me? You might as well kneel down obediently and kowtow to me three times. If I'm in a good mood, maybe I will make your Feng family suffer less. ”

Han Qingshan laughed wildly, his eyes full of disdain. Feng Huai'an's current situation, he knows better than anyone else. Fang Cai's battle, Feng Huai'an's arms had already been discounted by him. He could still hold the knife in his hand, all thanks to the remaining strength of his wrist.

However, at this moment, Feng Huai'an suddenly raised his head slowly. He looked at Han Qingshan's face with a snort. I saw Feng Huai'an, spurting out a mouthful of blood. And that mouthful of blood was flying towards Han Qingshan's face.

The distance between the two is already close. Han Qingshan originally wanted to humiliate Feng Huai'an, but he never expected that Feng Huai'an would be like this. He expected that Feng Huai'an was no longer able to fight, even if he couldn't raise a knife, so he didn't have the slightest defense.

The blood came to his face, Han Qingshan couldn't avoid it, and was sprayed by Feng Huai'an, half of his face was covered with blood stains. His face was full of astonishment, and he stood on the spot for a while. I saw that his face was full of blood spurted out by Feng Huai'an, which was indescribably hideous and terrifying.

At this moment, Han Qingshan was completely stunned. He was a dignified descendant of the Jade Dragon Sword Sect, and he was actually sprayed with blood by a mortal ant. His mind was blank, but after this short period of distraction, Feng Huai'an moved again.

I saw Feng Huai'an suffocating his strength and crashing towards Han Qingshan. This brief loss of consciousness made Han Qingshan defenseless. Feng Huai'an opened his mouth because his arms were weak, and he bit Han Qingshan's shoulder.

"You ant, you're really looking for death."

Everything happens between lightning and flint. The sharp pain in his shoulder made Han Qingshan come back to his senses. I saw that his qi ran through his whole body, and he directly shook Feng Huai'an and flew out. As a sword light flashed, Feng Huai'an's right hand holding the knife was also cut off by Han Qingshan.