"Click!"

With the terrifying sword qi rushing into the sky, the ice crystals that should have blocked the entire square began to crack, and with the continuous spread of cracks, soon, the ice crystals like a cover turned into ice powder in the sky, and at the same time, the light around began to dim, as if shrouded by a terrifying sword momentum, turning into a dead world, all life was carving zero, and even the color began to become dull.

Above the sky, a broken sword floated on it, and as a figure dressed in an ancient armor held it, the aura of dead silence began to permeate.

The figure was full of white hair, and its body was covered with traces of war, without the slightest breath of a living person.

"Undead?"

Bai Yifei saw the appearance of the reverse scales, and his originally relaxed expression gradually became solemn, because the appearance of this thing is too unreasonable, this thing should have existed in the ancient mythological era, how could such a thing still exist in the current era, let alone be controlled.

His gaze flickered, and inadvertently fell on Han Fei, because Han Fei was the most ordinary among all the people present.

But he was so ordinary, but he didn't suffer from the cold, which was obviously abnormal.

Han Fei?!

Bai Yifei's eyes were slightly cold, and he immediately raised the long sword in his hand and slashed away, the sword qi broke through the air, and a layer of white mist was directly filled along the way, and the terrifying cold air condensed into an ice crystal road on the ground, and the speed was so fast that even Wei Zhuang on the side didn't have time to stop it, because the ice crystal thorns around him slapped towards him like crazy, preventing him from going to the rescue.

As for Tianze, he was even more cold-eyed, without the slightest intention of rescuing.

Even if the two sides are allies now, he is also very curious about the strange guy in the sky, whether that thing has anything to do with Han Fei, so he chose to stand by and watch.

And his decision naturally affected the actions of the exorcist and others.

"Boom!"

As if to confirm the conjecture of the people present, the figure that should have been standing in the void appeared in front of Han Fei as if teleporting, holding a simple broken long sword, and blocked Bai Yifei's sword when he raised his hand, and the terrifying cold air automatically slid to both sides as if it was blocked by something the moment it approached him.

"Sure enough, it's you!"

Bai Yifei didn't continue to make a move, his scarlet eyes stared at Han Fei with a strong look of curiosity, he was very curious, how Han Fei did it, he could control such a sword spirit.

Like this terrifying sword spirit, ordinary people don't want to control it, and even the contact is dead.

"I'm curious, how did you do it."

Bai Yifei did not hide his curiosity and asked.

At the same time, the scene was quite quiet.

Wei Zhuang and Tian Ze and the others looked at Han Fei one after another, this question was also very curious for them, especially Wei Zhuang, he never thought that Han Fei could hide such a killing move, if he knew it earlier, maybe his thinking could be changed slightly.

He apparently prefers to use the sword to solve problems rather than intrigues, such as the people who create them.

"He's an old friend of mine, but unfortunately, he doesn't have a good temper."

Han Fei stood at the side of the reverse scale, looking at it, a casual gloom flashed on his face, and he sighed lightly, as if he didn't want to explain too much on this issue.

There was a pause.

He looked at Bai Yifei and said softly: "Hou Ye is also the hereditary lord of South Korea, why bother with people like Ji Wuye." ”

"Have you ever seen a tiger in the company of a lamb?"

Bai Yifei's expression was still arrogant, his eyes looked at Han Fei calmly, and he said slowly.

Apparently.

In Bai Yifei's eyes, those high-ranking officials and nobles in South Korea are all lambs, and they are still lambs to be slaughtered, which is nothing more than the action of the enemy country, or the action of the natives, it seems that those people have died too much, and it will not affect the pattern and future of South Korea.

"It seems that Master Hou has never felt that he has done anything wrong."

When Han Fei heard this, he whispered softly, a touch of helplessness flashed in his eyes, he knew that he couldn't talk to Bai Yifei, the two sides were not all the way, even if he didn't want to kill each other, but in this situation, if Bai Yifei didn't die, many things would become very troublesome.

For example, the tide banshee in the house who doesn't know the situation.

If Bai Yifei is not dead, Mrs. Mingzhu will inevitably return to the palace, then all today's plans will be gone, and even Zhao Jia will be implicated.

"Wrong? Oh, ridiculous words......"

Bai Yifei sneered and said contemptuously, obviously disdainful of arguing with Han Fei, because right or wrong never lies in who is reasonable, but in whose strength is stronger.

"Brush~"

Reverse Scale made a move, he held the sword with one hand, and dozens of Reverse Scale Sword Qi like substance were condensed behind him, hovering behind him, and the terrifying sword momentum enveloped the entire mansion, turning the world in this area into gray and white, as if falling into a dead silence, everything was condensed in an instant.

Bai Yifei felt this terrifying sword momentum, and his expression became more and more solemn, and a terrifying cold aura emanated from his body, venting out to the surroundings.

"Wow!"

Countless sword qi gathered in one place, and with the swing of the sword against the scales, a storm of sword qi condensed by dozens of sword qi stabbed towards Bai Yifei.

Time seems to stand still at this moment.

……

Outside the mansion, the black-and-white Xuanjian and the startled salamander who were fighting stopped one after another, and looked at the mansion with solemn eyes.

Especially the black and white Xuanjian, the madness in his eyes seemed to be much less, and he had a little more reason, and said in a low voice: "What a terrible sword momentum, worthy of the legendary sword spirit, but unfortunately, it is a weak person who controls it......"

No matter how powerful a weapon is, it needs a master to control it, and if you want to completely control it, what a price it will take.

At least in Xuan Qian's vision, Han Fei was not enough to exert the true power of this sword.

The startled salamander didn't say a word, she wasn't interested in all this, her goal today was only Black and White Xuanjian, stop him, and today's task would be completed.

On the other side, the interior of the mansion.

A certain guy suddenly withdrew his troops, without him, Zhao Jia found that the ancient means of preparing for pregnancy were so bad that they couldn't withstand the actual operation at all, and it was broken in a few clicks, so frightened that he hurriedly took it out and took a look, for fear that he would have some in-depth communication with Mrs. Mingzhu and fall into the other party's tricks.

"I know this thing is unreliable, hateful."

Zhao Jia shook his head helplessly and whispered, at this moment, he suddenly wanted to talk to the Mo family's class master and the public loser's public loser, I don't know what the scientific and technological talents of this era have to say about this.

Mrs. Mingzhu was going crazy by Zhao Jia at the moment, biting her lip, and directly pulled Zhao Jia back.

"What are you doing?"

"Want to run? There are no doors! (End of chapter)