Cui Xingchen's top-grade close-fitting inner armor was shattered by Jin Guangshuo in the previous battle, which also indirectly saved his life.

But.

If he did it again, he would surely die.

At this moment, Cui Xingchen had already begun to regret that he should not follow Han Yi, but should flee in another direction.

But regret doesn't help.

When he turned around, Luo Yunzhou was already gritting his teeth, ready to fight desperately.

Unlike Cui Xingchen, who was frightened, Luo Yunzhou had much more combat experience, and at a glance just now, he had already seen the situation present.

Before, Han Yi was able to kill two Qi Cultivation Layer 7 in a row, and against the Eighth Layer of Qi Training, he definitely had the strength to fight, especially when they appeared just now, Han Yi happened to receive Jin Guangshuo's full force blow.

Running for your life at this time is extremely stupid, only by uniting and fighting hard, there is still a glimmer of life.

A wheel-shaped magic weapon in his hand suddenly rose into the air, gurgling and spinning, blocking the three flying beads.

Rumble!!

The violent explosion made Luo Yunzhou burst back more than a dozen steps.

But his face was pleased.

Blocked.

The magic weapon was shocked and retreated to his side, and the three silver beads of the other party were also blocked back.

He turned to look at Tao Shouhua, who fled with Cui Xingchen, his face was ugly, and he cursed 'pig teammate' in his heart.

He once again drove the wheel-shaped magic weapon, guarding his side, waiting for the opportunity to attack.

If he had fled with the two of them just now, exposing his back under the other party's noses, he would have been hit by three beads at this moment, and he would have been seriously injured if he didn't die.

"Huh?"

The cold young man raised his eyebrows, and his face changed slightly.

Although he is the eighth layer of Qi training, but just now the imperial envoy Jin Guangsuo has consumed most of his mana, although there are many magic weapons on his body at this time, but at the same time, he also feels extremely tricky against Han Yi, who has mysterious strength, and a seventh layer of Qi training whose combat power is maintained at ninety.

His eyes swept over Luo Yunzhou, and then turned to look at Han Yi, and he already had the intention of retreating first.

In this battlefield, there are also two fellow disciples of the eighth level of Qi cultivation, and it is not too late to join them and kill these people again.

Although he is in the Blood God Sect, his status is not low, but he is not a reckless person and knows how to advance and retreat.

Just when the thought of retreating occurred in his heart.

A hundred meters away, Han Yi's face was happy.

Opportunity, here.

His mind moved.

The numerous fragments of black metal scattered around the cold young man's body about three meters suddenly stood upright from lying flat.

Boom, boom, boom......

These metal fragments were the fragments after the first dagger had been grazed with the golden light shuttle just now.

Han Yi did not detonate the first dagger, but shattered it and turned it into pieces, and then, with the self-explosion of the second dagger, he used the subtle movement of these fragments approaching the young man.

This was the last move he had in mind when he recalled the second dagger.

And at the moment.

At the moment when the cold young man hesitated and prepared to retreat.

This last move was finally launched.

Poof!!

The distance of three meters was too short, and even if the cold young man suddenly noticed it, he didn't have time to launch any means of defense, and he was slashed in the throat by the fastest fragment.

The throat bone shattered, his eyes suddenly widened, and his palm subconsciously pressed his throat.

Then.

Poof, poof, poof......

The metal fragments of canine teeth intertwined turned into a killing net, surrounding the cold young man in it.

Peng, Peng, Peng.

The dagger fragment slammed into the cold youth's body, but it could not penetrate it, and he was wearing a highly defensive inner armor.

Shout!

One of the largest fragments pierced the center of the cold youth's eyebrows, and then, other fragments, one after another, pierced through his skull, blasting his skull beyond recognition.

If the head is destroyed, even if it is the foundation building period, he will have to die, not to mention that he is a monk who cultivates the eighth layer of qi.

Its body fell to the ground with a bang, and the golden shuttle in the palm of his hand rolled out, and the golden light flashed before it was completely extinguished.

In less than a breath, the victory is reversed.

"Dead, dead......"

Dozens of meters away, Luo Yunzhou, who was waiting for the battle, his face was solemn, and he was ready to fight hard, his face froze, and he turned to look at Han Yi under the moonlight.

I saw Han Yi spit out the blood in his mouth and rubbed his chest.

"Made, it's hard."

"It's good that I cut his throat with the first blow, otherwise I wouldn't have killed him."

Han Yi stepped forward and put away the other party's golden light shuttle and storage bag, and also put away the three fallen beads.

After thinking about it, he forcibly endured the nausea, ripped off a piece of close-fitting inner armor under his blood-colored robe, and put it in a storage bag.

Then, drop a burst charm and completely destroy its body.

"Senior Brother Luo, this place is dangerous, flee quickly and say goodbye."

Luo Yunzhou always felt that this sentence was a little familiar, and only then did he remember that Han Yi had also said this sentence less than a stick of incense.

Dangerous?

This is the most dangerous place for you.

The corners of Luo Yunzhou's mouth twitched, even the eighth layer of Qi cultivation with the best magic weapon Jin Guangshuo in his hand could be killed, his junior brother, was really a sixth order?

This shouldn't have practiced any special exercises, converging the breath of the ninth layer of Qi training to the sixth layer of Qi training.

Pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger.

Right now.

Both of them noticed something change at the same time, and jerked their heads up to look upward.

I saw a sea of fiery red clouds, brushing it, and appeared in the sky above Tianluo City.

"Deceive people too much, deceive people too much, Blood God Sect, today's revenge, tomorrow will be avenged."

"Disciples of the Xuandan Sect, come and gather at the station."

The voice was loud, and it contained anger, like nine heavenly thunder, and even the void shook three times.

"It's Uncle Gu."

"Great, Uncle Gu is back."

"Let's go."

Han Yi and Luo Yunzhou glanced at each other, raised their feet and left, and ran quickly in the direction of their original station.

Not only them, but all the Xuandan Sect cultivators scattered in Heavenly Tilt City at this time had ecstasy on their faces and ran towards the station.

Right now.

"I'm afraid you won't succeed, I'll wait in the Blood God Sect."

A voice responded in a loud voice, and the owner of the voice was not seen, but there was no doubt that this was also a foundation building period monk, and it was from the Blood God Sect, but it did not show up.

Han Yi and Luo Yunzhou paused and continued to move forward.

No matter what, Uncle Gu is back, and it is safest to return to him.

A moment later.

Han Yi and Luo Yunzhou returned to the station.

At this time, the station was already in ruins, and in the ruins, corpses were everywhere, most of them were disciples of the Xuandan Sect, and a small number were from the Blood God Sect.

In the middle of the station, a middle-aged man stood, his breath vibrating, vast as an abyss, like a giant beast with open eyes, which made people awe-inspiring.

Elder of Xuandan Sect, monk of the foundation building period, Gu Yu.

A moment later.

Cui Xingchen and Tao Shouhua also returned here, and the two of them saw Han Yi and Luo Yunzhou clearly, their faces were unnatural, but they didn't say anything.

Han Yi just glanced at the other party, didn't say much, and continued to stay.

After half a stick of incense.

No one ever returned to the station.

Han Yi swept the people present and estimated that only twenty-five or six people were alive.

When they came, there were hundreds of them, and now, before the night had passed, only these few remained, and three-quarters of them died.

It's tragic.

Gu Yu's face was also extremely ugly, but he didn't say much nonsense, but said in a deep voice.

"Clean up and go back to the sect with me."

After a stick of incense.

After collecting all the disciples who died in battle and putting them in a special storage bag, Gu Yu led everyone and headed towards the outside of the Heavenly Fall City.

Half an hour later.

The Flying God Ship reappeared, led everyone onto the ship, turned into a streamer again, broke through the night, and disappeared suddenly.