In the "Dou Yan Jue" obtained by Han Jing, there is a detailed record of the magic technique of "Dark Brush".

He knew that a warrior who had mastered the magic power of the Dark Brush could use special weapons to outline thunder, flames, or spirit soldiers with attack attributes out of thin air, or he could outline prisons, enchantments, or certain formations in the void, and even draw many strange things to attack or defend.

The blood-colored ropes that appeared on his feet and arms now were one of the spells outlined by the Dark Brush, which was enough to bind Han Jing's body like a real immortal rope.

"Underestimate them!"

With a slight bitter smile in his heart, Han Jing had to descend slowly, and finally stopped at the top of a mountain peak. In the distance, the trajectory brought out by Lingwu pierced the sky, getting closer and closer.

"Back then, Dong Lei and Zhao Xiaotuo's strength skyrocketed after they were united, but it was not a way of one plus one equaling two! Now that Lingwu and his junior sister are united, it must not be someone who has obtained all the power of the other person!"

"It seems that they have been working together for many years, and they will not have a weakness similar to Dong Lei and Zhao Xiaotuo because of trust issues!"

"In this case, their biggest weakness is that they believe that they have no weakness!"

Thinking quickly, Han Jing didn't set up any enchantments or hide, and he didn't even try to cast the Thousand Miles Seal or escape into the Killing God Tower.

He knew that he was about to usher in the biggest killing tribulation after entering the Yanhuang Continent!

But he believes that any crisis is a moment of greatest hope!

He believes that when people are in despair, there is hope...... It's just up to you to see if you can find it.

At the same time, Lingwu has arrived!

"Hey, hey, Han Jing, why don't you run? Keep running!"

Looking at Han Jing, Lingwu's smile was full of killing intent and cruelty, as if he was a tiger chasing after him, yelling at the limp sheep.

"Why should I run away?"

With a faint smile, Han Jing shook his head and smiled calmly: "Lingwu, you are still not my opponent!"

"Forehead ......"

Slightly stunned, Lingwu also laughed, and his junior sister's laughter sounded at the same time, and for a moment the voice was creepy: "Hahaha...... Han Jing, do you mean you can beat me?"

Lingwu and his junior sister didn't believe it!

"What do you think?"

Without the slightest delay, just waiting for Lingwu to finish speaking, Han Jing smiled and held the Yanhuang Sword horizontally, and said in a deep voice: "Since I dare to sacrifice the Yanhuang Sword, I am completely sure!

"Where do you get your confidence?"

Asking like this, Lingwu already had a bit of a barren feeling in his heart: if Han Jing was not really sure, it seemed that he would not immediately sacrifice the hole card Yan Huang Sword.

"Why should I sue you!"

With a faint smile, Han Jing's hand holding the sword suddenly flashed with purple lightning, and streams of soul power that seemed to be about to surpass the Three Tribulations Realm scattered and rushed out, shaking so that the mountains in the distance collapsed one by one, and there were even ravines on the earth.

"He really has more power!" Seeing this, the junior sister's face was slightly solemn: "Senior brother, be careful!"

"Senior sister, suppress him!"

Hearing this, Lingwu looked at Han Jing and said in a low voice, "I don't believe that you can still break free from the shackles of the Dark Paintbrush! As long as you are not dexterous with your hands and feet, why are you fighting with me?"

This is indeed an indisputable hard truth - once a warrior is tied up by others, and he is facing an enemy who is stronger than himself, then once he fights to the death, this warrior will definitely die!

"Hahaha, Han Jing, I want to see how you struggle!"

Following Lingwu's order, the woman's face showed a cold smile, and her hands immediately kept gesturing, and circles of ripples with blood-colored light immediately wound towards Han Jing.

Being hit by these rays of light on his hands and feet, Han Jing immediately felt a feeling of being completely tied up - his hands and feet could only hang down, stiffly and straightly, like a puppet that had been tied!

Struggling, useless!

Moving your fingers seems to have become a luxury!

But even so, in Han Jing's eyes, there was still a resolute color like a star, and the Yanhuang sword was still shining brightly.

The time has come! Lingwu moved: "You die!"

When the junior sister's last restraint arrangement ended, the entire body was controlled by Lingwu again, so his killing move came: "Thousand Stacks of Claws......"

Thundered......

What kind of ruthless move is this!

Just waited for Lingwu's roar to erupt, and a thousand clones identical to Lingwu appeared in an instant across the entire sky.

Each doppelganger kicks forward with one foot, and does lunge impact with one foot backwards;

Each doppelganger has one hand charged backwards, while the other hand is all stabbed forward with a flat chest.

The blue light on his arm burst out, and the hand that stabbed forward was like a blade, and the cold light flashed......

A thousand spirit martial arts, a thousand layers of attacks, spread throughout the entire space of the left and right, front and back, up and down, it seems that any martial artist inside will be unavoidable!

Nice supernatural skills!

In the face of such a killing move, ordinary martial artists with the same strength as Lingwu can only temporarily avoid the edge - break through with a strong slash of a bloody path, or resist with a powerful talisman weapon!

But Han Jing ...... Can't move!

So just now this killing move, a total of 1,000 "Lingwu" all showed a hideous smile that was bound to be won, with coldness, with a decisive decision, and with the chance of winning the hand.

But......

Han Jing actually closed his eyes in this electric light!

On that handsome face, Han Jing did not show the slightest despair, not the slightest fear, not even the slightest hesitation!

He...... Finally, for the first time, he sacrificed the magic skills he had comprehended - the starting style of "Yanhuang Duzun Sword", which is also the real foundation of this set of swordsmanship, God peep!

Say it's too late, then it's too soon!

When the figure of a thousand Lingwu appeared, Han Jing had such a plan, and even this was one of his calculations.

At this moment, although Han Jing closed his eyes, there was a clear sky in his heavenly sense.

He saw a thousand Lingwu coming towards him, each of them was Lingwu, exactly the same Lingwu!

Every Lingwu has a strong strength, impartial!, every Lingwu's claws are like a sword, and they can't tell the truth from the fake or all of them are really with razor-sharp soul power, about to tear apart their prey......

But...... One qiē is so slow!

As the sky watched, it was as if time had extended or stopped.

Han Jing saw a line extending from the back of a Lingwu, like an extension or derivation of a soul! Then a second, a third, a fourth......

One by one, they sketched the scene of the destruction of the world, with an endless desire to kill, but the speed was so slow-in the heavenly peeping, Han Jing saw all the trajectories of the nine hundred and ninety-nine spirit martial arts, and saw all their displacements......

There is only one Lingwu who is different, and he is the www.biquge.info of the Biqu Pavilion of the nine hundred and ninety-nine line segments, and the www.biquge.info of the Biqu Pavilion of the movement trajectory of the nine hundred and ninety-nine Lingwu clones!

He's the deity!

"It's you!"

Finally determined the real target, the corners of Han Jing's mouth showed an evil sneer, and the sword spirit came out!

"Summer Bloom!"

Here it comes!

The second style of "The Ballad of the Four Seasons of Swords", which is also the most powerful, the most powerful, and the most lethal, has finally appeared!