Chapter 482: You Can Hold Back Your Breath and Talk

The great sun is coming, shining on all evils.

At that moment, Han Siyuan suddenly had such an idea.

But immediately, he was in great shame and anger!

Cut off most of the body, at this moment continue to extend outward and condense, that part is like a tree bark, but glowing with a crystal like a jewel-like color, actually hard against the sun, stunned to complete most of the body.

With a flash of brilliance, Han Siyuan's body returned to normal, and he shouted angrily at the sky and the sun:

"Where is my Momiji faction evil!!"

Sou!

As soon as his voice sounded, four breaths quickly appeared around him.

A huge figure leaped from high in the sky, and with great might, it smashed towards him like a comet.

Han Siyuan quickly stretched out his hand, and there was a touch of crystal light in the palm of his hand, which quickly extended, turning into a long sword that shimmered like a jewel but was made like tree bark, and stabbed straight towards the comet.

Bite!!!

Its crisp sound quickly dispersed, and the shock rolled around, and the rolled maple leaves shook upward, scattering like red rain, and under the swaying of the maple trees, it was like the red hair of the mountain being blown crooked by the wind.

Boom!!

The entire Fenghong Mountain shook violently, as if it was one level lower.

Among the 'comets' was Wang Qizheng, who was as tall as a giant spirit god, and at this time he was holding an axe with both hands, and the blade of the axe collided with the tip of the sword, and he was actually stopped in the air, unable to advance an inch.

"Humph!"

Wang Qizheng showed a cruel smile, his body was a little stronger, and the beast skull on his body was almost turning into substance, constantly emerging outward, like armor.

The beast's head extended to the blade of the axe, making the blade grow several times, and he handed it forward with force, and the axe slashed down, and its huge force made the man in red in front of him fly back directly.

Han Siyuan spun around in the air and landed quickly, he raised his eyebrows, glanced at the hand holding the sword, and quickly brushed it into the air, and a wolf head that looked like a tear was shaken open by the sword body, and at the same time, the blade that was brushed out was even more lifted into the air, bringing up a cloud of mist.

The mist dispersed and turned into invisible, Han Siyuan's body shook, and his body turned into crystal again, and at this moment, there were constantly clumps of invisible and tangible things forced out of his body.

Those things invisibly brought the air to wriggle, some outlined long worms, and some outlined the shape of a firework.

The tangible ones are even more bizarre, and there are all kinds of colors and shapes.

"Bugs? Poison Path! ”

Han Siyuan snorted coldly in one direction: "Xiao Mei is small, don't dare to show up?!" ”

The mist condensed in the other corner, turning into a thin and tall appearance, and Gao Sishu appeared in it, looking at him with a look of surprise.

Brush!

At this moment, there were several sounds of breaking the air behind him, like a sharp blade cutting through the air.

Han Siyuan quickly turned around, and the blade of the sword in his hand also turned, slashing forward, only to see that in that direction, the sickle-shaped blood blades that were densely clustered into balls were cut and broken by him with a sword.

Crash!

But as soon as he drew a sword, there seemed to be a wave striking at his feet.

A cloud of blood, quickly piled up in front of his feet, forming a swirling wave, turning into a huge vortex around him, ready to swallow the man completely.

Han Siyuan jumped up directly, and a crystal maple tree condensed under his body, standing in this blood tide, no matter how the tide crushed and hit, it would not break.

The swirling wave quickly stacked upwards and turned into Zhang Feixuan's figure, and the folding fan in his hand carried a sword blade made of blood condensation on it, and a sword stabbed forward.

The speed of this blow was also fast, like a thunderbolt, Han Siyuan blocked attacks one after another, some of them couldn't react, and under the dodge, he was still cut through his arm by a sword, bringing out a wound.

"Die!"

It's just that under this sword, he also adjusted, and with a twist of the sword, the crystal wood sword drilled into Zhang Feixuan's heart, and its crystal light spread out, making this person's body stiff, and the skin of his body actually became as dry as the bark of a tree, and soon turned into a humanoid tree.

At first glance, the tree is somewhat similar to the maple trees around it.

It's just that those maple trees are not as humanoid as Zhang Feixuan, or the years go by, and the original humanoid ones may gradually become less similar as they grow.

The blood tide receded, but Han Siyuan was careless, staring at the blood tide closely, only to see that the blood receded to another place, and quickly turned into the human form before.

"Really."

Zhang Feixuan sighed, and said with some heartache: "The first time I used it after I got the number of lives, I actually lost a life, the sect with a strong foundation is powerful, and my body has turned into a tree." ”

"Second child, you can't do it? Is this dead? Wang Qizheng gloated.

"I am not good in my own body, and I am not like you, but I have many lives, and I will die when I die"

Zhang Feixuan shrugged indifferently, glanced at the man, and said, "Be careful, don't be casually poked by that sword, it's a bit of a doorway."

"You guys."

Han Siyuan frowned tightly, only to feel that these people were powerful and fierce, they actually broke the ban in the mountains, they must be powerful demons, he couldn't fight the enemy alone, and he lost half of his courage, and he wanted to retreat to find his master, but he felt that he couldn't live until then, and even wanted to ease up with others, even if he killed his junior brother, even if

Yourself as an evil?

"Hee-hee-hee"

There was the sound of laughter in my ears.

"That's not right!"

Han Siyuan's spirit was shocked, and his eyes lit up, "This is a magic sound!" ”

There seems to be a magic voice in the ears, and the devil comes out of his heart, bringing all kinds of negativity!

He looked in the other direction, and at some point, a girl sat on the lotus platform with a golden wheel on the back of her head, like a fairy child.

The appearance of the treasure is solemn, but if you look closely, you feel terrible.

These four people are now in four corners, completely surrounding him.

"Qingbao, immeasurable, mixed, free."

Han Siyuan swept towards them one by one, and said coldly: "The combination of the four realms is not a demon path, it is an evil path." Break into my mountain gate and kill my junior brother, really my Red Leaf Sect is so humiliating?! ”

There was only one of him left, and the seven junior disciples who followed him had long disappeared at this time.

The soul can't feel it, it's already a soul scattered, and the body is dead.

What a ruthless person!

Although the seven junior disciples are not in the foundation building realm, they are only in the qi refining stage, but he is not so easy to kill as a disciple of the Red Leaf Sect!

couldn't help but say, he broke in directly, broke the ban in his door, and killed his junior brother, especially what he was born in his heart just now, and the evil thoughts made him feel extremely humiliated.

He shook the crystal wooden sword, his eyes flashed with hatred, "Fight for the punishment of the master, I will also cut them down and ask for that breath!" ”

"You want to beg for breath?"

Zhang Feixuan smiled: "Okay, try your best to live, let's pass the four of us first, maybe you can save your breath." ”

If you can really save your breath, and wait for the senior brother to free his hand, it will be gone.

However, Zhang Feixuan will not give him this opportunity.

This is a real sword and a real gun to deal with an evil way to build a foundation, and it is still a big foundation, if you can't do it, then it will be a shame.

(End of chapter)