Han Yi, who was in mid-air, his blank eyes suddenly changed, and a cold light jumped out of it.

In an instant, his body flickered, and the Soul Breaking Pill that was sent to his mouth was only an afterimage.

Not good.

There were three people around, and their hearts were beating wildly.

In an instant, the bearded man had already thrown out the thick black knife in his hand, and the black knife was not cut down, but with a slight flick, dozens of knife shadows landed in the air, trapping Han Yi within ten meters of the position.

The sword light continued, turning into a sword shadow barrier.

However, he is fast, and Han Yi is faster.

In the sea of consciousness, he was already out of trouble, and in an instant, he knew what he should do.

The other two in the middle stage of foundation building are secondary, and the most important is the female cultivator who wears a black robe and is extremely mysterious.

Just stretched out his hand, and his soul fell into a muddy.

It looks a lot like soul magic.

But Han Yi knew that this was not a soul technique, he had also learned about the world's magic before, and there was only one possibility that it could be so silent, aimed at the divine soul, and it was not a soul technique.

Southern Xinjiang, witchcraft.

This kind of witchcraft is not the witchcraft performed by the primitive human tribe in the middle of the true void sky, but it is orthodox witchcraft, believing in witch gods and mining the power of witchcraft.

And southern Xinjiang, although it is also called witchcraft, however, southern Xinjiang does not believe in witch gods, but evil gods.

Monks who come out of southern Xinjiang and can perform witchcraft have another name.

Witches.

Every evil witch is an ordinary monk's nightmare, because you don't know what kind of evil witchcraft he is performing, and he may lose his life without a word.

The black-robed female cultivator in front of her should be an evil witch.

Determined this, Han Yi regarded it as a great enemy of life and death.

When the Soul Breaking Pill arrived, he had already flickered by, moving more than twenty meters horizontally, two fingers, with a slight wave, in the storage ring, a black light flashed out, shining out.

Black Light Broken Sword.

At the same time.

In the sea of knowledge space, the Ninefold Soul Tower was even more immovable, allowing the strange fluctuation attack, and there was no longer the situation that was at a loss just now.

Just as his afterimage disappeared and the sword shadow barrier fell around its original location, a black light had already appeared in front of the evil witch cultivator's eyes.

Fast, fast to the extreme, just a slight tremble, as if a scratch suddenly appeared in the void, this scratch, head and tail, appeared in no order, but at the same time.

The initial position of the scratch is three meters in front of the black-robed evil witch, and the end of the scratch is ten meters behind the black-robed evil witch.

At the same time.

Han Yi, who appeared outside the sword shadow barrier, suddenly sank in his heart, and he was not happy and shocked.

Because of the scratch of the black light broken sword, it pierced the black-robed evil witch, but the terrifying intuition in his heart did not dissipate, but tended to become more and more intense.

Really.

In mid-air, the female cultivator who was shrouded in a black cloak, her body suddenly shook, turning into a cloud of black smoke, and the black smoke collapsed and condensed in the middle, instantly turning into a palm-sized stone villain.

Click.

The position of the head of the stone villain suddenly thought of a crack, and the crack spread from the head down, to the body, and then to the limbs, and then, the entire stone figure directly shattered, turned into fine sand and stone, scattered with the wind to the surroundings.

At the same time as the stone figurine shattered.

A hundred meters away from the original location of the black-robed evil witch, a figure suddenly appeared out of thin air, and from the outside, it looked exactly the same as the black-robed evil witch just now.

Southern Xinjiang evil arts, substitution of death.

"Damn."

However, at this time, the voice coming from the cloak was no longer calm, but full of resentment, extremely strong.

An arm stretched out from the cloak, this time it was no longer white and delicate, but wrinkled and intertwined, as terrifying as a withered tree trunk.

But.

This time, Han Yi was already on guard, and after the black-robed evil witch used the strange death substitution technique, he did three things at the same time.

First things first.

In the space of the sea of knowledge, the Ninefold Soul Tower shook violently, and a thick divine consciousness emanated from the Soul Tower, and even the strange fluctuations could not be stopped, and after it was dispersed out of the body, it fell on the black light broken sword that had just completed a blow.

In an instant, the broken sword burst out with a more powerful speed, three times the speed of sound.

From the perspective of the broken sword of black light, the air seems to become viscous, and the resistance increases greatly, where the broken sword passes, the air is no longer empty, but has an entity, with the broken sword as the center, the entity ripples, rippling around, forming a circle of air with different densities.

Rumble!!

By the time the explosion sounded, the broken sword had already arrived in front of the witch again.

Vigorously produce miracles, and break ten thousand laws with one sword.

No matter how weird your witchcraft is, it will not help in the face of Han Yi's divine consciousness explosion.

The second thing.

Han Yi's light body technique was used to the extreme, turning into an afterimage, flickering slightly, and appeared next to the vulture youth.

The second supreme magic weapon has appeared in his hand.

Fire Mist Sword.

This magic weapon is one of the best magic weapons that the Xuandan Sect randomly selects for the monks who have been promoted to elders.

However, compared with the Qingping Sword, which can be collected by the Jindan monk, and the Black Light Broken Sword, a spirit sword that has fallen from the magic weapon rank to the magic weapon and lost its spirituality, this Fire Mist Sword is just too ordinary.

But at the moment.

This sword was just right, because Han Yi's ninety-nine-percent divine sense had already attached to the Black Light Broken Sword, and he burst out with his strongest blow except for the magic weapon.

It's not that he is reluctant to take out the magic weapon, in his storage ring, there is a golden light shuttle, and a seven-star Kunwu sword, both of which are magic weapons, but if he uses the magic weapon, he only has the power of one blow.

There were three people on the other side, and there was also a strange evil witch who could perform the Southern Xinjiang Substitution Technique, but Han Yi didn't dare to make a desperate bet.

With a slight shake of the Fire Mist Sword, the flames shook off.

Away from the fire sword.

This sword technique that Han Yi has practiced for a long time, he doesn't use it much, because relying on the sword technique alone, the speed and strength are enough, and it is simple and efficient to break ten thousand methods with one sword.

However, with the assistance of Yicheng's divine sense, Han Yi chose to perform this sword technique at this moment.

The third thing.

It is the only empty hand, directly pressing the void, the mana roars, and the wind and fire breed and spread in the void.

The wind borrowed the momentum of the fire, entangled together, and beyond the crimson fire shield, there was a wall of wind.

The wind in this wind wall seems to have a substance, just like paper, layer upon layer, a single layer of wind is naturally not enough, but a hundred layers, ten thousand layers, quantitative changes have caused qualitative changes, and the resistance in this is absolutely terrifying.

Han Yi appeared in front of the vulture young man at this moment, looking at him, with his back to the female cultivator, and on the side was the shadow of the knife that dozens of brushes were falling down, gradually dissipating but not completely disappearing, and through the shadow of the knife, it was the big man with a thick black knife and a beard on his face.

Look down from above.

At this moment, Han Yi turned out to be three enemies at the same time.

It's not a snap of a finger.

Boom, boom, boom!

The first explosion was a blast made by the black light broken sword smashing through the air, and a black light flashed, and it had already appeared behind the female cultivator.

The nun shuddered and turned into black smoke again, and before the black smoke could collapse and gather, a second explosion sounded.

This time, it was the sword light that hit the fire phoenix shield, which was already a shield that condensed three layers of fire shield and three layers of wind wall, and was broken through four layers, and the last two layers were just shaking wildly, not broken.

The third explosion sound was the sword light of the fire and the magic weapon of the vulture youth, colliding together.

The magic weapon of the young vulture is a long whip, the long whip is half black and half white, and the material is not visible, and when the long whip shakes, it collides with the sword light that Han Yi shakes, and the explosion continues.

However, the sword light that filled the sky was like a meteorite falling from the sky, turning into countless streamers and rushing down.

"What?"

The young vulture man, that is, Chao Tian, was suddenly startled, and the long whip passed, but it only blocked less than thirty percent of the sword light, and the remaining seventy percent of the sword light was already there.

Frightened, he threw out a spirit rune, which burned, turning into a ten-meter-huge black light shield.

Puff puff......

The sword light burst into the light mask, sputtering out sparks.

"Be careful."

An exclamation came from the mouth of the bearded man dozens of meters away, that is, Guangjinglong, and Chao Tian's eyes only caught a glimpse of him shouting towards him.

Chao Tianzong saw a face full of horror from the other party's face, and two figures were reflected in his eyes.

Two?

Why two?

As soon as this question surfaced, his pupils shrank sharply, and before his thoughts could turn, he saw that his gaze was frantically flipping, and in the next moment, he did see two figures.

One stood in mid-air, with an ordinary magic weapon at his feet, and a long whip in his hand.

The second line is not very clear, because the speed is too fast, and it flashes by and looks blurry.

But.

The figure holding the whip turned out to be a headless man, the cross-section of the skull was neat and smooth, and no blood was spurting.

Isn't this person himself?

He's dead?

The thought came to an abrupt halt, and the consciousness was overwhelmed in an instant.

From Guangjinglong's point of view, he saw Han Yi pressing on the void with one hand, and then, a pale red long sword appeared in the other hand, the long sword was simply stabbed, and a fiery red sword light appeared, and then, the sword light flickered, turning into countless sword lights, and rushed towards Chao Tian.

At the same moment, the sword light he emitted for the second time could not even be shattered by his defensive spell, the wind and fire shield, but he saw that the monk of the Heavenly Providence Sect who was facing the enemy on three sides was already in a flash, and with the momentum of the sword light in the sky, he had already approached Chao Tianzong at a high speed.

Fast, accurate, ruthless.

It was too fast, and the speed at which the spell was formed exceeded his knowledge of the monks in the middle stage of foundation building.

Accurate, defensive spells, accurate anticipation of the enemy, their own tricks, completely expected by the other party.

Ruthless, a sword to give the head, without the slightest hesitation and pause.

In the next moment, he trembled, and saw the monk who had cut off Chao Tianzong's head with a sword, looking at him, facing those eyes, and he saw the intent of killing from them.

There is a great terror between life and death.

In the face of death, some people were afraid, some people were frightened, but he just roared angrily, and his murderous aura skyrocketed.

"Kill!!"

In an instant, his body swelled suddenly, and his height, which was originally close to 1.9 meters, actually rose by 20 centimeters, breaking through to 2.1 meters.

The swollen body directly expands the inner armor he wears.

On the two arms, the green tendons bulge and entangle, and at first glance they contain terrifying power.

A terrifying aura of flesh and blood erupted from its body.

Han Yi's eyes trembled slightly, and his shrunken eyes already knew another layer of the other party's identity.

Physical Cultivation.

Or more accurately, the dual cultivation of the spirit and the body.

The last spirit double cultivation enemy that Han Yi encountered was still the young man with a halberd who was suspected to be a descendant of the Marquis of Daqian in the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain Range.

And this bearded man was the second spirit body dual cultivation enemy that Han Yi had encountered.

But.

What about the dual cultivation of the spirit body, he has even crossed the ranks to kill such monks.

Speaking of which.

From Han Yi waking up from the strange witchcraft, killing the female cultivator evil witch with a sword, being avoided by him with a substitute death technique, and then killing one person first with one enemy and three, but only two short breaths have passed.

Now.

The young vulture who had been beheaded by himself had just flipped his head and flew out, and the headless corpse fell far from the ground.

Han Yi glanced at each other with the bearded man who had stimulated the power of physical cultivation, then turned his head again and looked at the most critical battlefield, and after seeing it clearly, his pupils shrank suddenly.

The Black Light Broken Sword, which carries the power of ninety percent of his divine sense, this earth-shattering explosion, its speed, even in the late stage of foundation building, may not be able to react, let alone the middle stage of foundation building.

Just like the first time, let the other party have thousands of Taoist methods and all kinds of witchcraft, all of which were cut through the body with a sword.

But.

This time.

When Han Yi looked over, it happened to be the time when the other party's black smoke was condensed to the extreme, and he saw that the thing condensed by the black shadow was a wooden villain, and the wood clicked, and it also shattered into fine pieces and fell down.

At this time, the stone broken by the stone villain just now was far from falling to the ground.

Between the two breaths, the death technique was launched twice, and the black-robed evil witch was already extremely frightened in his heart.

She cultivated to the middle stage of foundation building, and it took decades to use witchcraft to cultivate two techniques of substitution for death, which is equivalent to her having three lives, but she would never have imagined that in this short period of time, decades of hard work would be wasted.

If he is killed again, he will no longer have a third death substitution technique to resist.

will die.

The other party is too strong.

Thinking of this, her figure was about to escape, ready to return to the fairy boat above, and flee far away.

But.

Han Yi, who was standing dozens of meters away, had a cold glint in his eyes, the other party was proficient in evil witchcraft, if she was allowed to escape, maybe there would be some weird spells waiting for her next.

How can there be a thousand days to prevent thieves.

In Han Yi's eyes, there was a surge of murderous aura, and he had already stretched out his hand and slapped the void.

Suddenly.

High in the sky, there are fireworks in the sky, each of which looks round and flawless.

The fireworks gathered and swarmed towards the black-robed evil witch.

At the same time.

Han Yi's body flickered, and he didn't kill the bearded man, but instead chased after the black-robed evil witch who fled upwards.

His move, in the eyes of the bearded man, that is, Guang Jinglong, was naked contempt.

Guangjinglong burst into a shout, and his body stepped forward, and the magic weapon that originally supported him in the air under his feet was put into the storage bag by him, and he took a step forward, stepping on the void, and could no longer support it.

Peng.

The void shook suddenly, and under his feet, the air exploded directly, and the force of this explosion maintained him standing in the void.

Step 2: Step down.

Peng.

Step 3, Step 4......

Step by step, he actually rushed wildly in the void with terrifying physical strength, and the black knife in his hand dragged and slashed through the void, like a flash of black light.

The end of the black light pointed directly at Han Yi.

But.

Han Yi didn't pay attention to it, but rushed towards the black-robed evil witch.

Now.

Looking from the periphery, you can see that the spiritual flames in the sky are converging, blocking the head of the black-robed evil witch, and the black-robed evil witch throws out half of the turtle shell, and the turtle shell rolls, transforming into a decaying spirit turtle.

The spirit flames fell on the illusory spirit turtle, and the spirit turtle roared silently, and those spirit flames were absorbed by the spirit turtle and dissipated.

The black-robed witch walked through the illusory spirit turtle.

And below him, Han Yi dodged to catch up, the killing intent in his eyes rose and fell, two fingers and one sword, and the black light broken sword dozens of meters away had already turned around and climbed again.

Quick, fast, fast.

And behind Han Yi's side, a terrifying figure dragging a thick black knife rushed wildly in the void, every step made the void tremble, and a circle of air waves exploded, rushing straight down, and every step he took was an air cannon that went down, and the air cannon pushed him to chase him up.

Han Yi, who was in the middle, had a fierce look in his eyes, and he had already dropped a Yin Thunder Talisman, but the Yin Thunder Talisman was just a first-order spirit rune, and in the face of Qi Cultivation Cultivators, he was invincible.

But at this moment, I saw the bearded man running wildly, a punch blasted out, and the yin thunder that fell in the air was directly smashed away by a punch, and the thunder light jumped in its fist that had expanded twice, reflecting its face, as hideous as a demon beast.

Han Yi was not surprised.

He didn't expect this Yin Thunder Talisman to have much effect, just to block the footsteps of the rear.

His gaze always fell on the black-robed evil witch who was about to escape into the immortal boat.

The next moment.

In the space of the sea of knowledge, the soul tower shook wildly, and the divine consciousness was already squeezed again.

The black light flashed again, and the speed was already one line faster, reaching his peak.

Poof.

A black light, piercing through the black-robed evil witch, slammed straight into the hovering immortal boat in the sky, inserted half of it, and trembled madly.

Only ten meters away from the immortal boat, the black-robed evil cultivator, his body shook wildly, but due to inertia, his body flew forward again, but his speed had slowed down instantly.

This time, the sound of the sword piercing through the flesh became real.

Han Yi turned around, his body was also under the action of inertia, chasing upwards, he looked down, the bearded terrifying man who was blocked by the Yin Thunder Fu, at this moment, he was less than ten meters away from him, and the breath on the thick black knife made him feel the pressure.

Han Yi smiled cruelly, and took out a lilac long sword from the storage bag, on one side of the sword body, the word 'Kunwu' was written, and on the other side of the sword body, there were seven grooves, like seven purple stars.

Seven-star Kungo sword.

This is the magic weapon rewarded by the Great Qiandi Emperor.

Mana poured into the sword weapon, and the seven grooves on the sword body of the Seven Star Kunwu Sword instantly lit up with purple light, forming the appearance of a spoon.

In just a moment, Han Yi Linghai was already empty, and his body trembled, but his eyes were as firm as ever.

The Seven-Star Kunwu Sword came out of his hand and fell straight down, looking powerless at all.

But.

In the eyes of the Guangjing Dragon, who was chasing and killing, in his line of sight, a huge and incomparably huge supersword that filled the entire line of sight stabbed towards him.

His face froze hideously, his pupils fluttered, and there was only one thought in his heart.

Magic weapon?

This guy actually sacrificed a magic weapon?

(End of chapter)