Han Zheng's silver spear pointed at the white-shirted young man and said, "Wang Yun! In addition to relying on Wang Jiannan, what other real skills can you have? You are also a monk in the cultivation realm, and if you have the courage to fight one-on-one, whoever loses, will be dealt with by the other party at will."

Wang Yun is more outstanding than his brother Wang Jiannan, full of oily hair and noodles, oily and skiny, very pleasing to women.

This person has been lustful since he was a child, relying on a good-looking skin and showing mercy everywhere.

"Han Zheng, this stupid agitation method is useless to me, this time, with the help of the senior brothers of Spirit Sword Mountain, I think you can resist for how long?"

Wang Yun sneered again and again, but his eyes kept staring at Han Xiang Danzi's chest, and he looked a little impatient.

Han Xiaochuan was anxious, the two places were close to thousands of miles, and the worst was seven or eight thousand miles away. I'm afraid that I will rush over, and the water will pass three autumns.

Suffering from the fact that the mana is at the bottom now, it can only rely on the energy of the Yuan pattern to drive the flying boat, which is far from enough.

Finally, with a gritted tooth, a trick was punched into the Qiankun bag. For a long time, the white fox primordial god appeared in the flying boat as if he was drunk.

Han Xiaochuan suddenly felt that something was wrong, the white fox primordial god at this moment was extremely sluggish, very thin and translucent, is this about to scatter his soul?

"Little one, what are you doing, how many years have passed? If you don't let me out, I'm afraid this wisp of Yuan will dissipate in the Qiankun bag...... Oh no, something happened to my body." The White Fox Yuanshen's ears were suddenly erected, and a pair of big eyes were open in astonishment.

Han Xiaochuan chuckled in his heart, understanding that this should be Shu Yin, and made a move on her body, but he didn't know if her body was destroyed.

But he could only pretend not to know, and asked a little urgently, "Senior Tu, can you still perform the Great Law of Spiritual Possession?"

After the white fox was surprised, he quickly returned to his normal state, and actually showed a thoughtful look, and then said eagerly: "I urgently need the breath of the sun to replenish, otherwise this wisp of primordial spirit will soon dissipate."

The white rainbow flashed, Han Xiaochuan felt that there was something more in the depths of his soul, and then the feeling of the sky spinning hit him, and the white fox's breath of the sun was so strong and pleasant.

Han Xiaochuan's eyes were confused, this feeling was really fascinating. After a full stick of incense, the white fox stopped.

Han Xiaochuan's face was still flushed, and he almost didn't come to his senses, and he was going on, wanting to kill people.

"Little one, something is wrong with your soul, what are you doing? Why is this black-skinned chicken-like spirit so terrifying? So powerful?" In his mind, there was a white fox cry of surprise in fear.

Han Xiaochuan hadn't recovered from the great pleasure yet, but he didn't want to explain anything to her, so let's talk about it later.

Immediately afterwards, the breath of the whole body skyrocketed, and the space element pattern in the dantian was revealed, and the flying boat under his feet burst out with dazzling crystal light again, but after a flash, it was dozens of zhang away.

Snort

In the sky, only a series of crystal light and shadows remained, and in an instant, they disappeared into this side of the world.

The cultivation of the True Pattern Realm, coupled with the incredible teleportation ability of the Spatial Yuan Pattern, and the speed at which the pseudo-magic weapon is driven, are indeed quite amazing.

Han Xiaochuan took this opportunity to swallow a scarlet pill, which was the Qi Dan used by Zhang Bingyi to restore his mana, and began to quickly refine the medicinal power, making the dantian full.

At this moment, in that narrow and deep valley, the sound of fighting shook the sky, and all kinds of colorful spells flew wildly. Various magic weapons collided violently.

The disciples of the Han family, and the people brought by Wang Yun, had a violent conflict again.

Han Xiang Danzi was already a cultivator of the Nine Patterns Realm, and at this moment, he was driving the silk handkerchief magic weapon and fighting with Wang Yun to the death.

Fortunately, Shu Yin's silver wire armor is very subtle, blocking several Yin Yun's tricks. But when it comes to danger, the gap between the Peiwen Realm and the Nine Grain Realm cannot be calculated.

None of the disciples of the Han family gave up Han Xiang Danzi, because they all knew in their hearts that Han Xiaochuan's status and prospects in Hanjiazhuang were limitless.

Under the desperate defense of more than 20 people, the people brought by Wang Yun were for a while

I couldn't take it down.

A disciple of the Han family, but he is also at the end of his rope, and he is just gritting his teeth. After a long time, there is no doubt that you will be defeated, or even killed.

Han Zheng's eyes were bloodshot, and a silver spear made him superb, and he was inseparable from a veteran disciple at the peak of the early stage of the Spirit Sword Mountain Cultivation Realm.

Poof!

Han Zheng's thigh was cracked by the flying knife of this thick-eyed man, but fortunately, it was only broken and there was no big problem.

In the blink of an eye, a coquettish voice came. Han Ziyan's magic weapon was stirred up by a teenager and flew into the air.

On her arm, there were several wounds, dripping with blood, but the woman's silver teeth were clenched and did not retreat at all.

With a wave of his hand, he unleashed a series of ice spear techniques, and the surrounding temperature suddenly dropped sharply, and the ice spear burst, forcing the young man away.

The anxious look in Han Zheng's eyes grew stronger, looking forward to delaying for some time, if the people of the royal family came, these trial disciples of Spirit Sword Mountain might not dare to make a move against the people of the royal family.

Han Zheng's expectations were destined to be disappointed. At this moment, Fan Li and the silver-robed young man and the others were on the patrol spaceship of Spirit Sword Mountain, watching the fierce battle in the valley with great interest.

In his left hand, he held a Qiankun bag, which was the transaction remuneration of Wang Yun and them, and in his right hand, he was playing with a gold medal with great interest.

This is Lingjian Mountain, the personal thing of the pattern practitioner Wang Jiannan, with this gold medal, what Yuan pattern does Fan Li need, Wang Jiannan is the first to satisfy.

As for Han Xiaochuan, he didn't promise him anything, Fan Jiuxian's younger sister was a little too brainless, holding a chicken feather bento arrow.

Han Xiaochuan has not seen anyone so far, and the stupid girl may not know if she is played, and she may lose her body and wealth at that time.

Seeing that the disciples of the Han family were staggering, they were completely supported by willpower. If this continues, the whole army will be destroyed.

Han Zheng's heart was ruthless, and his lips squirmed, as if he was saying something. This is a sound transmission spell that can only be cast in the cultivation realm.

Han Xiang Danzi listened thoughtfully, gritted her silver teeth, and shouted, "Everyone stop! Let's talk about it."

Then Wang Yun was overjoyed, is he finally going to bow his head? It's just that this wingman's eyes rolled, and he suddenly held something in his hand.

The disciples of the Han family suddenly got a chance to kick their breath, and they quickly moved closer to Han Zheng.

But he heard a sound in the air, and a large turquoise net, flashing with spiritual light, suddenly burst out from the air, enveloping all the disciples of the Han family.

Wang Yun laughed and said, "This is very good, so as not to splash blood, this son is afraid of seeing blood, and you still do the murder, I only need this woman."

Unexpectedly, Han Zheng didn't seem to see the big net in the air. With a wave of his hand, a silver glittering talisman appeared in the big net, rising against the storm, and in the midst of the radiance, it turned into a silver giant tripod several zhang in size.

With a bang, it came down from the air, and the Han family's disciples were protected in this round tripod.

The big green net was blocked out.

The muscles on Han Zheng's face twitched for a while, and he looked very reluctant. This thing is a life-saving thing given to him by his father Han Mo.

It only has the effect of trapping the enemy, and does not have any attack power. But it is impossible for the person who is covered to break this giant tripod in a short time.

Unless it is a monk of the True Pattern Realm, it is possible to shatter it with a full blow.

Of course, Wang Yun and others outside want to break this tripod in a short period of time, which is obviously impossible.

Fortunately, the disciples of the Han family are almost all skin injuries, and there is no major problem. It's all because of them, and everyone is working hard for it, and it's quite powerful.

And the people brought by Wang Yun just want to contain it, and they are unwilling to fight with others. I just hope that Wang Yun will take Han Xiang Danzi as soon as possible, and everything will be fine.

Who wants to fight for a little resource and a verbal commitment on this, unless the brain gets watered.

The giant tripod can only last for two hours at most, and if the royal family can't catch up within two hours, then the outcome is worrying.

With this precious kicking time, hurry up and take the pill to restore mana, and there is a healing for injuries

Injure.

The Han family's elixir still has a good reputation, after all, there is an alchemist ancestor in Xuanhuang Pavilion, and there is still a blessing in this regard.

Han Xiang Danzi didn't say a word, just looked at the exhausted family disciple gratefully, since he came to the entrance of Lingjian Mountain, the Han family disciple had never been idle.

This all originated from Han Shan, and peddling Han Xiaochuan's news everywhere would make Wang Yun unscrupulously look for trouble. Lingjian Mountain also hindered Wang Jiannan's identity, turning a blind eye.

Naturally, it is impossible for this guy to follow the disciples of the Han family to experience it, it is a rat crossing the street, everyone shouts and beats him, and it can be said that he hates Han Shan to the bone.

Li Xiaoying also left the Han family because of Han Xiaochuan's uncertain life and death and returned to her Li family's camp.

I just don't know if her outstanding appearance in the Mother Earth experience will attract wolves.

It's just strange that Wang Yun and his gang didn't attack this giant ding, as if they knew the purpose and efficacy of this thing, and didn't do any useless work.

Two hours later, the silver light above the giant tripod began to flicker, and the disciples of the Han family in the tripod were all sitting cross-legged on a gray triangular flag.

This is the female disciple of the Han family, Han Yutong's thing, a medium-grade magic weapon, this thing has a certain attack power. Although it is not a flying magic weapon, it can also be used as a flying magic weapon, and it can barely fly.

If it is a cultivation in the Nawen period, it will definitely not be able to fly for long, and it will consume all mana.

Fortunately, Han Zheng is already in the Peiwen Realm, and Han Xiang Danzi and Han Qingru are also disciples of the Nine Patterns Realm, so they can add some help.

Airplanes!

After a trembling sound, Juding turned into a piece of rune paper,

The gray light flashed, and the disciples of the Han family rushed into the sky with gray banners.

The sudden scene made Wang Yun stunned, and he immediately became furious.

The two patrol disciples of Spirit Sword Mountain were also stunned, but after seeing their flying magic weapons clearly, they immediately showed a disdainful sneer.

This kind of attacking magic weapon is used as a flying magic weapon, and if it flies hundreds of miles at most, it will exhaust the mana of a Peiwen Realm, and that speed is not flattering.

Han Xiang Danzi stood on top of the corner of the gray flag, without any expression on her face.

Soon, the double-decker spaceship followed silently from behind, and on the bow stood Wang Yun with a disdainful face.

Han Xiang Danzi's face had a look of incomparable disgust, and there was a fire in his eyes.

If you really can't get rid of Wang Yun and his gang, you will not hesitate to jump off the banner and walk alone against the wind, to see if you can find a chance to escape, but if you can't do it, you will die with that Wang Yun.

If it continues like this, sooner or later, it will affect so many brothers and sisters of the Han family.

Han Xiaochuan was so anxious that he hated the roots of his teeth. It is already clear that a series of things have happened to the disciples of the Han family.

At this moment, the White Fox's Spirit Possession Dafa has become invalid, and her vitality, for so many years, has passed too quickly, and she is also very weak.

Han Xiaochuan could no longer retain his mana, and the spatial element pattern within the dantian shook violently again.

Wang Yun stood on the bow of the boat, holding a small sword in his hand, as if he had had enough of playing, this kind of cat and mouse thing, it is not good for too long.

Finally, after a sneer, the small sword in his hand turned into a rainbow light and flew towards the bottom of the triangular flag.

The intention of this move could not be more obvious, this is to destroy the triangular flag with a sword.

Han Zheng's face was very ugly, he had been flying this flag for an hour, and it would not be long before he ran out of oil.

In desperation, he had no choice but to surge his mana, and he quickly flew towards the ground, avoiding the small sword.

I knew that Han Xiang Danzi at this time jumped up, directly threw down the triangular flag, stepped on a ball of breeze, and quickly went in the opposite direction.

Wang Yun snorted coldly, and the little sword flew back, and his figure ejected, stepping on the little sword steadily. After a few flashes in the air, he approached Han Xiang Danzi.

This son's eyes are cloudy, imitative

The Buddha had already smelled the strange fragrance on her body: "Look where you are running this time, obediently throw yourself into your arms, lest Young Master Ben become murderous and slaughter the disciples of the Han family."

Han Zheng stopped, and looked helplessly at Han Xiangdanzi's fleeing figure: "Yutong, you control the gray flags, send them down first, I can't leave the eldest lady's, even if I die, I will bite off a piece of Wang Yun's flesh."

After Han Zheng finished speaking, his figure was pulled up in the air, with a silver flying sword under his feet, holding a spear, and he chased after it quickly.

Wang Yun is full of joy at the moment, and the beauty he thinks about day and night is in front of him. He even opened his claws and was about to grab Han Xiang Danzi's shoulder.

At this moment, Han Xiangdanzi's downward figure suddenly stopped, turned around and stabbed Wang Yundang in the chest.

At such a close distance, it was a reluctant shot. If you change to a Nawen realm, this hand will inevitably wear a transparent hole in your chest.

Wang Yun was on one side of his body, and this killing sword penetrated through his clothes, and his mana was twisted. Pieces of rags fluttered in the air.

Wang Yun was jumped, but this time it angered this wingman, and his claws were like iron hooks, and he grabbed Han Xiang Danzi's neck fiercely.

Han Xiang Danzi secretly closed her eyes, this is a catastrophe.

Suddenly, the thunder in the sky sounded, and Wang Yun suddenly felt that a flower and a figure appeared in front of Wang Yun like a ghost.

took Han Xiang Danzi's place, but Han Xiang Danzi was held in his arms by a stunningly handsome black-shirted young man.