The fierce sword light poured like a waterfall, and it continued to rush towards Han Chen.

It's just that although everyone's offensive is amazing, Han Chen is like a rock, standing still, and the sword curtain in front of him is as steady as a mountain, resisting the attack of more than a dozen people.

Seeing this scene, the faces of more than a dozen people suddenly became extremely ugly.

Thinking about them in the outside world, which one is not a genius on the side of the famous town, even among the nine sects where the geniuses gathered, it is also an extremely high leader.

But I didn't expect that this kid who came out of nowhere had such a terrifying strength, just a few breaths of effort, he had already killed seven people, and at this time, under the joint efforts of everyone, he was unmoved.

Thinking of this, while these people were angry in their hearts, they couldn't help but feel a trace of retreat.

Alone, under the joint efforts of more than 20 half-step sword kings, as if entering a no-man's land, this strength is really terrifying!

After retreating in their hearts for a lifetime, everyone's offensive couldn't help but begin to weaken.

Han Chen's eyes flashed, and he naturally would not miss this opportunity.

The muscles of his arms tensed instantly, and the terrifying physical power was like a rolling wave, surging among the flesh and bones in his body.

As soon as the left arm was raised, the wolf tooth sword was raised from the bottom to the top, and the sword style of the mountain slashing sword was unleashed, and all the swords that came were attacked were smashed.

At the same time, his right wrist flipped, and the Mo Han sword was held in his hand, and the force was fierce downward, and the pitch-black sword body nearly half pierced into the ground.

Han Chen's movements made the pupils of more than a dozen people shrink suddenly, and there was no reason. The cold hairs all over the body exploded in an instant, and a strong sense of crisis suddenly came.

"Retreat!" a sect disciple shouted.

For Han Chen's terror, these people already had a deep understanding, and when they heard this person's words at this time, more than a dozen people did not hesitate at all, instantly withdrew their swords, and exploded backwards and retreated.

At this moment, an astonishing cold aura centered on Han Chen, instantly enveloping a radius of ten zhang.

Click, click

Followed by. Ice spikes that exude endless coldness. Pierce the ground and rise up.

Although the speed of these dozen people was extremely fast, there were still two of them, and they couldn't dodge. Pierced by two sharp ice spikes. Pierced the thigh directly. Nailed in place.

The sharp pain to the bones made the faces of the two of them pale in an instant, but the situation was in crisis at this time. The two of them didn't care about anything else, even if they wanted to swing their swords to smash the ice spikes and quickly escape, but at this moment, four slender and sharp ice spikes suddenly appeared from the ground under the two of them.

Poof, poof

Two sounds of flesh being pierced sounded at the same time, and the two people were directly pierced through their hearts and died in an instant.

The crimson blood flowed down the ice spikes, dyeing the silver-white ice spikes into a blood-red patch.

Looking at these two people, the dozen or so people who escaped by luck turned pale one by one.

Two more died, just one sword move, and two more were killed!

In the center of the ice thorn, Han Chen pulled the Mo Han Sword out of the dirt with a twitch of his arm, and looked at the martial artists on the opposite side with a cold gaze.

Seeing Han Chen's gaze, the faces of these people suddenly changed slightly, and then they stared at Han Chen as if they were facing a great enemy.

His gaze swept over these people, Han Chen secretly shook his head in his heart, these people had completely lost their fighting spirit, and there was nothing to be afraid of at all.

Now, even if he leaves immediately, believing in these people, he will not dare to stop him in the slightest.

Thinking of this, Han Chen was not interested, and continued to entangle with these people, after all, his original purpose was just to drag these people and buy time for Xiao Bieli and the others to leave. Since these people have no intention of fighting again, he will naturally not continue, even if he has to turn around and leave.

Only the next moment, his brows furrowed slightly.

Whoosh

The continuous sound of breaking the air sounded from the mouth of the small valley, and one after another, like electric shots, swept out of the woods and rushed into the small valley.

The other warriors finally arrived at this time.

Not far away, the faces of the dozen or so people suddenly showed a look of surprise, originally they had lost the courage to continue fighting with Han Chen, but at this time, seeing that another warrior had arrived, the desire in the hearts of more than a dozen people suddenly moved.

"Boy, hurry up and hand over the assessment jade card!"

"That's right, you can't escape!"

"Hand over the assessment jade plate, we won't kill you!"

More than a dozen figures flashed, surrounded Han Chen, and shouted loudly.

"Hahaha, the assessment jade card turned out to be in the hands of this kid, this is easy to do!"

"What kind of person am I, it turns out that I am just a stinky boy who has not dried up!"

Hearing the words of these dozen people, the more than fifty martial artists who had just arrived suddenly had their eyes lit up, and they jumped to the side of more than a dozen people, staring at Han Chen with blazing faces.

There are more and more warriors coming, but after a few breaths, it has already reached a hundred.

Han Chen was surrounded by everyone, and a fierce and astonishing aura emanated, completely filling the entire small valley, setting off a strong wind.

Although Han Chen was only one person, and he was still a young man of such an age, none of these martial artists present dared to underestimate him.

The martial artists lying on the ground, they may not know it, but few people don't know the sect logo on their clothes.

None of the Netherworld Sect, the Golden Wolf Sect, the Lingyuan Sect, and the Three Xuanmen were lower than the Seventh-Rank Sect, and so many sect disciples died at the hands of this young man alone, which shows how amazing his strength is.

Faced with the threat of these warriors, Han Chen took a light breath, shook his wrist, 'choked' twice, and put the two swords into the sheath.

Seeing this, the surrounding warriors secretly breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts, especially the dozen or so martial artists, who were even more relieved.

This kid's strength is really amazing, if he really resists desperately, I am afraid that nearly half of the more than 100 warriors present will be buried here. And if he surrenders now, it would be the best.

"What is he doing?"

It wasn't long before someone noticed that something was wrong.

Han Chen put the two swords in his hand into the sheath. But instead of immediately taking out the assessment jade plate and handing it to everyone, he raised his hands and put them together on his chest to form a seal knot.

"Bastard, this kid didn't surrender at all!"

"Together, I don't believe that he alone can still beat so many of us!"

The voice fell, these more than 100 warriors. The breath exploded. Draw your sword and slash at Han Chen.

More than a hundred martial artists shot out together, and their power was so powerful that Han Chen couldn't help but turn a little pale. However, he didn't retreat in the slightest, and he didn't even move half a minute.

Because. He from the beginning. There is no intention of retreating.

The stamping is complete. As soon as his mind moved, a strange fluctuation quickly emerged from his body.

In the eyes of all. Han Chen's pitch-black eyes showed a little purple light, and the purple light instantly blazed, becoming a pair of purple pupils, and there seemed to be clouds surging in the purple pupils, and the slightest electric light was constantly shining, revealing a domineering and peerless aura.

The speed of the martial artists was extremely fast, and after only half a breath, they had already rushed to two or three meters in front of Han Chen, which was the best attack distance.

The closest seven or eight martial artists were about to swing their swords and kill Han Chen.

At this moment, Han Chen's mouth suddenly opened.

"Roar" An earth-shattering roar suddenly erupted from Han Chen's throat.

Tigers and leopards roared in unison, and thunder exploded.

A circle of purple sound waves that exuded a ruined aura spread out like water ripples around Han Chen.

Poof, poof

The purple sound wave, in just an instant, spread within a radius of 100 meters, and everywhere it passed, more than 100 warriors all raised their heads and spewed out mouthfuls of blood, and their faces were shocked and flew out.

Han Chen's gaze swept over these people, and he secretly said a pity in his heart.

"Tiger and Leopard Thunder Sound" belongs to sonic power, pervasive, in addition to the same sonic power confrontation, almost irresistible, powerful and amazing.

Although the strength of these warriors is not weak, almost half of them have reached the half-step Sword King Realm, but under the sound wave of "Tiger and Leopard Thunder Sound", none of them were spared, and all of them were seriously injured.

At this time, as long as Han Chen made another move, these people would not have the slightest power to fight back at all.

It's just a pity that the blow of "Haw Par Thunder Sound" just now has almost depleted the true yuan in his body, which is a very dangerous time.

The successive battles have already attracted the attention of many warriors, and in the woods outside the valley, more than a dozen astonishing auras are rushing towards this side at a very fast speed, and it won't be long before they arrive.

At this time, if he doesn't leave, when the dozen or so people arrive, he really can't leave if he wants to leave.

Thinking of this, Han Chen didn't delay any longer, raised his hand and took out two Yuan Ling Pills from the empty ring, threw them into his mouth, and then sealed the knot with both hands, and cast the Qingluan Wing.

With his knees bent slightly, he jumped up, soared straight into the sky, and then with a 'bang', the green luan wings of cyan brilliance stretched out, shook violently, rolled the wind and thunder, and quickly galloped away in the direction of Xiao Bieli and others.

After Han Chen left, in just a few breaths, more than a dozen young men in black power suits rushed out of the woods and into the small valley.

The eyes of more than a dozen people fell on Lin Qinghan and other Netherworld Sect disciples not far away.

The pupils of Nie Wufeng and Ye Youming shrank slightly, and their faces suddenly became a little gloomy.

Without waiting for the two to speak, there was a person behind him, who quickly walked over, checked Lin Qinghan and the others slightly, and then came back and said to the two: "Seventeen people, none of them are spared!"

"Hidden Blood Sect, Jade Emperor Pavilion, Purple Cloud Sect, okay, you guys are very good" Nie Wufeng's eyes were slightly red, and he said slowly word by word.

"Put away their corpses!" Ye Youming's face was still calm, and he said lightly.

"Young Sect Master, what about these people?" The disciple just now pointed to the martial artists who were seriously injured and unconscious not far away.

"Kill!" Ye Youyin said.

"Nether, Senior Brother Lin's death, can't just be left alone!" Nie Wufeng looked at Ye Youming with red eyes, and said in a cold voice.

"After the nine sects compete, these three sects will no longer exist!" Ye Youming glanced at the latter and said lightly, "Of course, there is also that kid"

Han Chen!!(To be continued......)