PS: (Continue to ask for recommendation votes, roll on the ground, and beg for !!! with tears streaming down your face)

Early morning.

On the bed in the cabin, Han Chen sat cross-legged. His eyes were slightly jawed, and the aura between heaven and earth surrounded his body, because it was too rich, forming a circle of light blue halo light bands, and the aura slowly flowed, with his chest rising and falling slightly, along his mouth and nose, and was sucked into his body.

A moment later.

"Whew" Han Chen's eyelids trembled slightly, his eyes slowly opened, his mouth opened, and he let out a long breath of turbidity.

As a mouthful of turbid breath in his chest was exhaled, the skin on Han Chen's face seemed to be dyed with a layer of brilliance, and there was a lot of luster.

Twisting his neck, Han Chen slowly stood up, his mind sank into his body, feeling the surging true qi in the dantian, and a smile appeared on his face.

Five-star Sword Guardian Realm, breakthrough!

"This intoxicating brew is really extraordinary, at this speed, I'm afraid it won't be long before I can advance to the Sword Master Realm!" stretching his waist, Han Chen chuckled softly.

"Although this intoxicating brew is good, it is only useful in the early stage, and after you enter the sword master realm, I am afraid that the effect will drop a lot!" Guiguzi's voice resounded in Han Chen's sea of knowledge.

"It doesn't matter, my cold ice spirit body, the cultivation speed is already extremely fast, and there are still cold ice spirit crystals in the dantian for me to refine and cultivate, even if I don't have this intoxicating brew, my cultivation speed will not be slow. But the icing on the cake is not too much!" Han Chen said.

"It's good that you can understand!" Guiguzi said, and fell silent.

Han Chen shook his head. He turned around and opened the door and walked out.

"This snow is really not small!" Looking at the scenery in front of him, Han Chen couldn't help but let out a sigh.

After a night, the snow is still falling, but it is much smaller than the goose-feather snow last night, but it is only relatively speaking, the snowflakes are still not stopping, sprinkling and falling.

As far as the eye can see, it is snow-white. A thick layer of snow has accumulated on the eaves and on the ground. The trees in the yard were even overwhelmed, the branches were bent down, and occasionally a cold wind blew, bringing up a few snowflakes. Take some of the burden off of it. But only for a moment. The falling snowflakes have been added again.

The climate of the Qingyun Empire is warm and the seasons change. Only at the end of the year, can you see a snow occasionally, but it is not large, and sometimes, only a few snowflakes fall.

Such a spectacular and beautiful snow scene in front of him was the first time Han Chen had seen it.

Han Chen walked into the courtyard, the soles of his feet stepping on the snow, making a 'crunch' sound.

The snowflakes kept falling and fell on Han Chen's skin, bringing a slight coolness, although he was only wearing a thin shirt, instead of feeling a trace of cold, he felt comfortable all over.

"Drink" Han Chen suddenly became interested, snorted lightly, opened the momentum, and displayed a large open stele palm that he had not practiced for a long time.

Puff puff

With Han Chen's current strength, even a random punch could easily blow the air. This Great Open Tablet Palm is a first-grade combat skill of the Xuan Rank, although it is incomparably comparable to the martial arts that Han Chen has cultivated, it is also extremely powerful.

The body shape changes, and the palm shadow is heavy!

Although Han Chen didn't use a trace of true qi, there was still energy surrounding his palm, and where his palm landed, the sound of qi explosion sounded endlessly, and the snowflakes falling in the sky had already been shattered by the strength before they even landed on Han Chen.

"Haha, happy" Suddenly, Han Chen let out a long laugh.

Immediately after, Han Chen's body still did not stop, but his palm had already clenched into a fist at some point, and the original Dakai Tablet Palm had also quietly changed into a set of Yellow Rank Three-Rank Battle Technique Collapse Mountain Fist.

If there is a warrior here, his jaw will definitely drop.

There are many restrictions on the changes between combat skills and combat skills, and different combat skills have their different ways of luck, so if you want to change from this set of combat skills to another set of combat skills, there must be a buffer time in the middle to change the way of luck.

But just now, when Han Chen was changing his combat skills, he was like flowing water, extremely smooth, and even his body did not have the slightest sluggishness.

This has to be shocking, you must know that even if you reach the Sword Spirit Realm and comprehend the 'Yiyi Imperial Sword', the conversion between moves may not be able to be as comfortable as Han Chen.

In this regard, Han Chen was not the slightest surprise, as his physical body became stronger and stronger, he had already been able to accurately control every inch of muscle in his body, so that the strength could run freely in his body, and when the combat skills changed, he only needed to move his mind, and the strength in his body could immediately operate in accordance with the luck of the new round of combat skills.

The conversion and connection between combat skills and combat skills will not appear the slightest stagnation!

Subsequently, Han Chen continued to change his combat skills, and as long as Han Chen had cultivated, he used them one by one.

For a time, in the courtyard, the palm was whistling, the legs were heavy, the fists were like thunder, and the claws were like the wind

After a long time.

Han Chen's body was shocked, and he stopped, his eyes slightly dilated, and his breathing gradually slowed.

After a moment of silence, Han Chen's eyes opened suddenly.

Swish!

Stretching out his hand and flicking the empty ring, Han Chen took out a silver sheathed long sword. This was what he got in the Yan Sankong Ring, and now that there are so many strong people gathered in the beast city, Han Chen of the Mo Han Sword does not dare to take it out.

Recite!

With a faint sword groan, this silver long sword of the third-grade upper-rank famous weapon level was directly pulled out by Han Chen.

"Drink"

Han Chen let out a soft cry from his mouth, and then his arm shook, and his body followed the sword, and the sword style of the Cold Snow Sword Technique unfolded.

This time, Han Chen also did not use his true qi, but with the support of Han Chen's 40,000 jin strength, it was extremely powerful.

The weight of this silver long sword was only eight catties and nine taels, and it was as light as nothing in Han Chen's hands, without the terrifying weight of the Mo Han sword, his speed was fully displayed, and the long sword danced, and the exquisite sword style of one move continued to swing out.

Gradually, Han Chen closed his eyes, and even his perception was quietly put away, completely relying on his feelings, practicing it.

Snowflakes fell in a flutter, and at this time, the sword light flashed, passing through the large snowflakes.

The snowflakes fell slowly, and after a few breaths, a very thin gap slowly emerged in the middle of the snowflakes.

A cold wind blows!

Puff puff

In a continuous crunch, the snowflakes split in two.

"Winter!" Suddenly, Han Chen's eyes suddenly opened and he snorted softly.

With a shock of his arm, the long sword in his hand followed the momentum and swung forward.

Swish!

A faint black sword light swayed out, and at the same time, the snowflakes fluttering in the air also seemed to be pulled by the traction, and with this faint black sword light, they flew forward.

Burst!

After flying out more than ten meters, the faint black sword light slammed into the wall of the courtyard, leaving a sword mark about two inches deep on the wall.

Seeing the destructive power displayed by this sword ray, a hint of joy flashed in Han Chen's eyes.

This sword ray, he did not use a trace of true qi, it was completely relied on his strength and comprehension of the sword style, and he used it.

Although he was pleasantly surprised, Han Chen's movements did not stop, and the long sword continued to dance.

"Blizzard!"

Call!

As Han Chen swung out another sword, a cold wind suddenly blew in the courtyard, and the snowflakes in the air were swept away by the cold wind and blew towards the front.

A faint hint of sharp air emanated from the blown snowflakes.

Bang bang bang

At a distance of more than ten meters, in a flash, the snowflakes hit the wall like sharp ice picks, making a continuous popping sound.

After a few moments, the cold wind dissipated and the snowflakes fell.

I saw that there were large concaves left on the wall, which were very small and shallow, only about half an inch.

At this time, Han Chen also stopped, looked at the dimples on the wall, frowned slightly, and immediately shook his head, "The Flying Snow Style has not yet fully comprehended, and it is already good to be able to have such power!"

With a light breath, the true qi in the dantian surged out, slowly flowing along the meridians, bringing waves of strong force and volume, and after a while, Han Chen's heart moved, and the true qi quickly operated in a certain way of luck.

Han Chen's eyes froze, his arm shook, and with a 'boom', the silver long sword swung out like a silver light.

A soft drink came out of his mouth: "Water cold!"

As the long sword slashed out, wisps of mist quickly emanated from the silver sword, the mist was extremely light, but extremely cold, the moment the mist emanated, the snowflakes falling around instantly condensed into ice, fell down, and smashed small holes in the snow.

Seeing this faint mist, a flash of joy quickly appeared in Han Chen's eyes, but the next moment, the mist trembled slightly, and it quickly dissipated.

Swish!

A thick sword shot out, swaying a large snowflake, and with a 'bang', it bombarded the wall, causing sword marks more than three meters long and more than half a meter deep. (To be continued......)