On the stage, Han Lingfei has completely faded from his human appearance.

He laughed suddenly, and then felt burned out.

He looked up into the air, where the battle was raging and the scene was still chaotic.

"Xie An, this son is tired of it!"

Han Lingfei held the sword in one hand, and he hid the other claw behind him, ready to give Xie An the final blow.

"Ben Gongzi is generous, now send you down to see your traitor Lao Tzu!"

After that, Han Lingfei turned into a phantom.

His sword was in front of him, and his claws were close behind.

Xie An'an had a monstrous anger, and he knew that this might be his last sword.

Unyielding, shameful, angry, unwilling, remorseful, all kinds of emotions are intertwined, making him tremble.

Suddenly, there was a million anger in my chest, and I couldn't wait, and I wanted to pour a thousand miles.

He looked ahead.

For some reason, Han Lingfei's speed became slower and slower.

The figure imprinted in Xie An's eyes became clearer and clearer.

Xie An's mind was full of the earth-shattering sword of the cheap master, and the sword intent was fierce, containing the courage and determination to sword against the heavens.

He held the sword in one hand and placed the other on the stem of the sword, and his posture was full of the meaning of unsheathed.

Seeing this, Han Lingfei couldn't help laughing: "Pretending to be a ghost!" Die! ”

Han Lingfei slashed with a sword, his movements opened and closed, Xie An knew that this move was not a real sword.

His real killer move is the demon claw behind him.

Xie An didn't dodge, he still maintained a state of waiting to be unsheathed.

Air.

Seeing this, Mr. Meng seemed to have a feeling in his heart: "This is? ”

An imperceptible brilliance flashed in Qing Xuzi's eyes, and he faintly felt that Xie An's sword cultivation was gradually showing signs that the sword embryo was about to become a sword embryo.

Soon, Qingxuzi's face became gloomy.

He knew that Xie An had reached the most critical moment, but they could not provide any help.

"This desperate step can only rely on himself."

"If you save him, he will never be able to become a sword embryo in the future."

Mr. Meng nodded, giving up the idea of making a move.

Every cultivator has his own destiny, and the Heavenly Dao is in short supply, and now it seems to have saved him, but it has also ruined his Dao heart.

The head of the sect and the Great Confucian, the strongest of the two sects, have gradually had ripples in their mentality.

The sword embryo is the key to the formation of the sword heart, and the formation of the sword embryo is generally related to life events.

Some people are condensed into sword embryos between life and death.

Some people are condensed when the candles are burned in the cave room.

It is said that there are also people who have cultivated after drinking alcohol and falling asleep.

The sword embryo condenses a person's initial sword intent, and that is where the sword heart will be cultivated in the future.

The purer its embryo, the sharper its sword heart.

Facing Xie An, a refining sword cultivator who had not yet formed a sword embryo, the well-informed Mr. Meng also became hesitant.

The sword goes sideways, and sword cultivation is the most maverick existence in the world.

Once the sword heart is difficult to condense, the way of sword cultivation will naturally be abolished.

How many sword cultivators in the world are like this, and the gangsters end their confused lives in a hurry after the end.

This is also the reason why Ouyang Zi is so anxious to go down the mountain, he is worried that it will be difficult for Yun Hatian to cultivate from now on.

In that case, it's better to kill him directly.

"Xie An, let's go!"

Mo Qingyu's voice sounded, and she lay on the golden barrier, not caring at all about the fierceness of the sword array behind her.

Her plain skirt was full of traces of being cut by the sword qi, and she couldn't stop slapping the golden barrier, trying to break through it.

All this is in vain.

Xuankong Peak Elder Lu's proud work, how could it not be strong?

"Senior sister, leave quickly!"

Senior Brother Bao shot out a protective talisman seal to prevent Mo Qingyu from being injured by the killing aura of the sword array.

Mo Qingyu gradually fell into some kind of predicament, and the green lotus loomed in the center of her eyebrows, spinning rapidly.

The faint cyan light shone on the golden barrier, and it gradually merged into one.

"Nonsense!"

Elder Lu shouted loudly, and was so frightened that Bao Mu hurriedly entered the sword formation, making a gesture to drag out Mo Qingyu.

"Wrap wood, Mo Qingyu is breaking the formation, don't disturb her Dao heart."

"Take care of Qingyu, don't be hurt by sword qi!"

Bao Mu took the order, and he looked at Mo Qingyu with two dark circles under his eyes.

He suddenly felt happy in his heart: "Could it be that this is a big opportunity for my junior sister?" ”

In the golden barrier, Xie An naturally heard Mo Qingyu's call.

Can I still go?

Xie Anxin said.

He really couldn't leave, because Han Lingfei had blocked all of Xie An's retreats.

He was wielding his sword and claws, his expression becoming more and more crazy.

Xie An stepped forward, just as he usually did when he practiced swords.

The few remaining qi engines all dispersed, and immediately, an explosion was heard in his bones.

At his feet, the surface of the martial arts platform shattered in response to the sound, and the cracked fine lines cracked out half a foot forward.

"The sword is a killing technique!"

Rumble!

The spirit river in Xie An's body was shaken, and it gradually cracked.

"Practice swords, be steady! Be accurate! Be ruthless! ”

Rumble!

In the Spirit River, a thick mist of spiritual energy floats.

"Sword cultivator, hold the sword first!"

Rumble!

The mist of aura quickly condensed and turned into rain.

The heavy rain is like a waterfall, and as soon as it falls, the Linghe River is surging, as if it is going to run to the Linghai.

Han Lingfei saw that Xie An's qi changed suddenly, and he was afraid that it would change later, so he turned into a cloud of blood mist.

The next moment, he appeared in front of him, only to see Xie An open his eyes suddenly.

His eyes were sharp, and his sword was bright and resolute.

In an instant, the killing intent was pervasive!

"Master said, sword, unsheathed!"

A buzzing sounded.

The previously vague view is becoming crystal clear.

He could see Han Lingfei's hideous expression through the blood mist, as well as the blood droplets that were about to fall.

The old man's earth-shattering sword swung in his heart, deeply imprinted in Xie An's body.

Sword!

Unsheathed!

Airplanes!

The sword flickered, and the sword qi was vertical and horizontal.

In the golden barrier, the sword light was like the daylight at night, instantly suppressing all the moonlight and starlight.

Han Lingfei's screams came, startling Elder Han's heart.

He hurriedly looked at the martial arts platform, and just when he was distracted, Qing Xuzi moved.

He poked out his palm and hit Elder Han's dantian firmly.

Elder Han was shocked, and when he wanted to mobilize the power of the dantian again, he was horrified to find that the dantian had been sealed.

At the same moment, Elder Han was startled and hurriedly came into the air.

He took Elder Han and flew away quickly.

When passing by the martial arts platform, the Yuan Ying raised his hand and waved, and flew away with Mo Qingyu, who had broken the formation.

All the elders turned into streamers and chased after each other, and only the head of the martial arts stage, Mr. Meng, and Elder Lu, who maintained the golden array, were left on the entire martial arts stage.

Elder Lu's eyes widened in horror, and just after Xie An swung out a sword, the aura in his body rapidly decreased by two percent.

The breeze is gentle, and the sword is gone.

On the stage, the young man named Xie An stood proudly.

He stood very straight, just standing there like a proud sword.

Opposite him, Han Lingfei was pierced by a long sword, and the scabbard came out of the back of his heart.

Han Lingfei's long sword shattered in response, and only the demon claws drooped on Xie An's chest, and his muscles and bones were already cracked.

The scarlet aura dissipated, and Han Lingfei was swept away by the aura in his body, exploding and dying.

Qing Xuzi dissolved the golden array and came to Xie An's side in an instant.

When he looked at the boy, his gaze suddenly froze.

It was a mangled body, covered in countless claw marks.

Xie An seems to be lifeless.