From Han Chen's fight with the middle-aged man with the sword, to the killing of him in the winter, it was only two or three breaths of effort.

The time of two or three breaths was not short, although the middle-aged man who used the knife was killed by Han Chen so quickly, which shocked everyone's hearts, but he was also able to quickly come back to his senses.

Turning his gaze to Han Chen, who was rushing towards him, the two Nine-Star Late Stage Martial Artists instantly changed their faces.

From the time Han Chen appeared, to this time, the strength he showed had already completely exceeded their cognition.

Who would have thought that a young man who was only seventeen or eighteen years old and only cultivated in the Sword Spirit Realm could cross the ranks to kill a martial artist with a Sword Spirit Realm!

The strong strength and the huge pressure brought by it made the two of them feel that it was difficult to breathe.

The long sword, which was dark and exuded the sharp aura of Sensen, was thickly wrapped in a powerful fist, which quickly enlarged in the eyes of the two of them.

At this moment, although the two of them wanted to dodge, but under the shroud of the breath of death, the body did not listen to the call at all, let alone raise the body to dodge, even if they raised their swords to resist, they couldn't do it.

At this time, the surrounding people and the remaining two sword spirits had already reacted.

It's just that although they reacted, they couldn't rescue it, just because Han Chen's speed was too fast, and the speed made them feel cold in their hearts.

One punch and one sword, without the slightest difference, fell on the bodies of the two warriors at the same time.

Although these two people have the cultivation of the late stage of the Nine Stars, none of them have a strong physical strength. Second, there is no sword to resist, so to speak. The two of them withstood Han Chen's attack solidly.

Bang!

The dull low sound and the sound of flesh cutting rang out in everyone's ears at the same time, unusually loud.

There is no suspense at all. The martial artist who was hit by Han Chen's punch shot directly backwards like a meteorite, and a huge blood hole was strung through his chest by the powerful force.

Blood was thrown all over the air, flying straight out forty or fifty meters, before it fell, completely lifeless, and dead.

As for the warrior who was slashed by a sword. More direct. The blade of the sword slashed through his throat, and the sword slashed, and the entire head was cut off, and blood gushed like a fountain. It squirts out more than three feet high.

One punch and one sword. Instantly kill two nine-star late-stage sword soldiers!

After killing these two warriors. Han Chen didn't continue to shoot at the other martial artists, but stood quietly in place, breathing softly.

Although now his cultivation realm has been greatly improved. It has reached the early realm of the seven-star stage, but in the face of the one-star sword spirit, there is still a slight gap.

Facing the middle-aged man who made the knife, Han Chen was still under a lot of pressure.

And the reason why he was able to kill the latter so quickly is that in addition to the necessary strength, there is still a trace of luck.

Because of his cultivation in the cultivation of earth martial arts, the flesh body has a strength far superior to that of other one-star sword spirits. And because of the sneak attack, the self-confidence in his heart was overinflated, so he dared to choose to fight hard, planning to fight in close quarters, and kill Han Chen with absolute strength.

But he didn't want to, what Han Chen was most afraid of was close combat.

With a keen soul perception and close combat, Han Chen can clearly capture the opponent's movements and changes in moves. And the powerful physical strength is far superior to the latter.

Therefore, the death of a middle-aged man is not an occasional time, but when he chooses to fight in close combat, it is already doomed.

And after killing the middle-aged man with the sword, Han Chen did not stop at all, killing the two martial artists in an instant.

Killing three people one after another, although it will not make Han Chen exhausted, he will also feel a little tired, after all, none of these three people are mediocre.

Seeing that after Han Chen killed the two of them, he just stood quietly and did not make a move immediately, the martial artists and mercenaries around him immediately breathed a sigh of relief, but then they felt that they were too close and not so safe, especially those in the Nine Star Realm.

Immediately, the body method unfolded, and the speed exploded backwards at a very fast speed.

After retreating seven or eight feet, feeling a sense of security, he stopped, but he still did not let his guard down.

Five fingers clasped the sword in his hand, his eyes were firmly fixed on Han Chen's body, ready to strike at any time.

It's just that they didn't notice that at this time, their arms that were clenching their swords were trembling slightly, and a layer of fine beads of sweat quickly appeared on their foreheads.

Beads of sweat flowed down, soaking their eyes, extremely sour, but no one wiped it, not because they didn't want to, but they didn't dare, because no one knew if Han Chen would suddenly burst out when they wiped it.

The six corpses lying on the ground made them deeply understand that it would not be difficult for Han Chen to kill them at all.

At this time, the atmosphere in the field became a little weird.

Han Chen stood quietly in the middle of the field, and there was no one within a radius of seven or eight zhang around.

Seventeen mercenary warriors gathered together in the distance, staring at Han Chen with their eyes fixed, although the sword was in hand, none of them dared to make a move, let alone speak.

In a moment's time, the qi and blood surging in the body quickly calmed down, and the consumption of killing three people one after another also recovered.

After only five breaths, Han Chen recovered, raised his head, glanced around, and looked at Han Chen, who had retreated far away, staring at him tightly as if he was facing a great enemy, and was suddenly stunned.

Xuan even reacted, bowed his head to the ground, and before he was still facing his sword, but at this time he was already dead and slowly swept over the body.

From the beginning of the attack, to this time, in just thirty breaths, he killed five nine-star swordsmen and one one-star sword spirit realm.

The corners of Han Chen's mouth hooked up a smile, his fists clenched slightly, and at this time, the powerful power in his body that was still full after killing six people made him feel very excited.

Before the cultivation realm was not improved, Han Chen's strength could only be compared to the sword spirit in the early stage of the first star at most, and in the face of the middle or late stage, he had no strength to make a move, so he could only be tired of defending.

Of course, if you use the Purple Pupil Imitation, you can compete with it, or even kill it.

As for the Samadhi True Fire, Han Chen had never used it since he killed the Blood Python Golden Jiao.

The true fire of the Samadhi of the Triple Heaven of the Wood Fire Realm. The power is too strong, once it is used, the four-star sword spirit does not have the slightest power to resist, even if it is a five-star sword spirit, if one is not careful, it will die on the spot.

This is not at all beneficial to Han Chen, who wants to use the battle between life and death to sharpen himself and improve his state of mind cultivation

The strength is low, and the samadhi is really fired. There is no suspense at all. Direct instantaneous. And if the strength is strong, the samadhi fire will not burn and die, then he can only run away.

And at this time, without the help of samadhi true fire. Without the help of purple pupils. It's just a simple matter of relying on physical strength and self-cultivation. In just thirty breaths. He killed five nine-star swordsmen and one one-star sword spirit.

The progress made during this period is huge, and it can even be said to be a leap.

But. Han Chen felt that this was still not his limit.

Because the five nine-star swordsmen before were all instantaneous kills with one move, and they didn't use all their strength at all. And the middle-aged man who made the knife was also very simple, a sword shook and flew away, and a sword cut his throat.

In the meantime, only the strength of the physical body was used, and the winter sword style was just used.

There is still a slight gap between Han Chen's full attack, and there is still a big gap from his limit.

"If I go all out, my strength should be equivalent to the peak realm of a one-star sword spirit. If you add the purple pupil, you should be able to compete with the early stage of the second star, as for the middle stage of the second star, I am afraid that I will not have the strength to make a move, so I can only fall into defense!" Combined with the previous shot, Han Chen made an assessment of his strength in his heart.

The higher the realm of cultivation, the greater the gap between each realm, and when it comes to the Sword Spirit Realm, not to mention one of the stars, even in the late middle and late stages, there is a big gap, if there are no strong means, it will not be able to surpass at all.

Moreover, because he had not reached the Sword Spirit Realm, Han Chen did not know much about the strength and weakness of each realm of the Sword Spirit Realm, so he could only make a simple assessment.

Just as Han Chen was pondering, the dark-skinned middle-aged man and another Sword Spirit Realm, a somewhat thin middle-aged man, walked out of the crowd.

He looked at Han Chen with a gloomy face and said, "Han Chen, we don't know you, but today you suddenly made a move and killed six of us and the other team, what do you mean!"

Hearing this person's words, Han Chen suddenly woke up from his contemplation, and was slightly stunned for a moment, but then reacted, looked up at the latter, and didn't pay attention to the other party's questioning at all.

said lightly: "My Han Chen's life is not so easy to take. ”

"Murderers, people will always kill them! Since you have hit me with the idea, you should think of such a day!"

Hearing this, the swarthy middle-aged man's face couldn't help but change slightly, he didn't expect Han Chen, who was not very old, to be so sophisticated that he wouldn't be fooled at all.

Glancing at the thin sword spirit realm beside him, the two nodded slightly, since the words had been clarified, the swarthy middle-aged man no longer played these little tricks, and said directly: "Ming people don't say dark words, Han Chen, we admit today's matter." ”

"You've killed six people, and it's time for your anger to go away. That's the end of today's business. Otherwise, if you insist on fighting, we are not afraid of you!"

As he spoke, the swarthy middle-aged man's arm shook, and the long sword in his hand trembled violently, letting out a melodious groan. The thin middle-aged man beside him also stepped forward and stood side by side with him, holding a long sword and looking at Han Chen with his eyes intense.

Seeing the two of them in such a posture, the remaining fifteen people also stepped forward, holding swords in their hands, and their breath surged, as if they were accompanying them to the end.

In the face of everyone's posture, Han Chen was not moved at all, what the swarthy middle-aged man thought, he knew very well.

It's just that the strength he showed was too strong, and they weren't sure that they could take it down, so they had no choice but to make such a choice.

Otherwise, Han Chen didn't think that they were willing to give up the rich and attractive bounty of Ten Thousand Soldiers Zhai and let him go.

It's just that they wanted to stop, but Han Chen didn't agree.

"Why? Seeing that he couldn't beat him, he wanted to stop and withdraw? How could there be such a good thing in the world!" The arm shook, the Mo Han sword trembled slightly, and the blood infected on it was instantly shaken down, and the sword body that was pitch-black and exuded a sharp aura suddenly rose up, pointing directly at the swarthy middle-aged man.

His eyes shot at everyone, and Han Chen said in a cold voice: "Today, none of you can leave!"

Han Chen's words were like a sharp sword, shooting forward, and everyone only felt cold and creepy. His face changed suddenly.

"Han Chen, you have to think clearly, this is a hundred thousand mountains, if you are entangled, no one will be able to escape!" The swarthy middle-aged man looked ugly, suppressed the anger in his heart, and said in a deep voice.

At this time, the swarthy middle-aged man felt very aggrieved, after all, he was a powerhouse of the Sword Spirit Realm, and in addition to him, there were two Sword Spirits in this team. The others are at least the Nine-Star Sword Realm.

Such a team. The lineup is already very strong.

But at this time, he was threatened by a sword soldier realm, but he couldn't kill the other party.

Han Chen's strength was beyond his imagination. A brief encounter before. Let him not be sure. In a short period of time, defeat Han Chen and capture him.

If you really want to make a move. It is bound to be a protracted battle, although with everyone present, he is sure that the most decisive victory must be on his side, but it must be a tragic victory.

If that's the case, he won't care too much, after all, he is just a loose martial artist, and other people's lives have little to do with him.

As long as Han Chen is taken, he will be able to get a reward from Wan Bing Zhai.

But this is not the time to fight hard.

As he said, this is a hundred thousand mountains. In addition to the high-level demonic beasts that frequently appear, there are other teams and powerhouses.

The battle that had been so loud before, it must have attracted the attention of other teams, even Warcraft.

At this time, maybe before it ends, other teams will appear, and when the time comes, Han Chen, the fat that is about to arrive, will definitely be handed over.

Even if he took Han Chen after the battle was at its worst, at that time, he was not sure that he could take Han Chen away, he didn't think that the other teams would be so kind and watched Han Chen fall into his hands.

Therefore, although he was unwilling, he could only temporarily give up his plan to capture Han Chen and retreat before.

For this point, Han Chen naturally knew in his heart that when he hadn't made a move before, he asked Guiguzi to investigate the location and distance of the other teams around him, for this reason.

"It's been forty-six breaths!" Facing the darkened middle-aged man's last threat, Han Chen ignored it, and instead raised his head and whispered something that made everyone confused.

The swarthy middle-aged man was also a little confused about what Han Chen meant, and he was about to warn the other party again.

However, at this moment, Han Chen suddenly moved, without the slightest warning.

As soon as the soles of his feet were raised, the eight steps to catch the cicada wind were instantly exerted, and his body trembled slightly, leaving an afterimage, like a shadow, and burst out in an instant.

"Damn!" The dark middle-aged man's pupils suddenly shrunk, gritted his teeth and cursed secretly, and then hurriedly shouted angrily: "Do it!"

At the same time as the voice sounded, he also used his body at the same time, clasped his long sword, and greeted Han Chen at a very fast speed. The thin middle-aged man beside him followed closely and chased after him.

The swarthy middle-aged man and Han Chen's speed were extremely fast, and they met in an instant.

The swarthy middle-aged man frowned, full of anger, bowing his head to Han Chen before, which had already made his heart extremely angry, and finally made a move at this time, and the anger in his heart suddenly erupted like a volcano.

"Get out of here!"

With a burst of shouts, the force pierced through his right arm, and a sword slashed out.

At the same time, the thin middle-aged man who followed closely behind also greeted him, the long sword in his hand trembled slightly, a sword stabbed out, the sword light was dim, and the majestic sword of the dark middle-aged man was in front of him, covering it, it was really silent, like a poisonous snake, stabbing towards Han Chen's heart.

It's a pity that the movements of the two of them were all captured by Han Chen's soul perception, if the soul perception is not an alchemist, ordinary martial artists don't have it, of course, if the strength is strong to a certain extent, the soul power is strong, and it can also be used and turned into a part of its own strength.

It's just that at this time, the swarthy middle-aged man and the others don't have it, and as for the aura perception they have, it is only similar to a search method, and it can't enhance their strength.

The trajectory of the two of them out of the sword was under the soul perception, and all of them were fed back into Han Chen's mind.

With a flash of his eyes, the true yuan and physical strength in his body surged instantly, perfectly fused together, and poured into the Mo Han Sword in his hand.

A sword slash, a mountain slash!

Han Chen's sword did not have the slightest skill, let alone the slightest fancy, it was completely a simple sword slash, but the swarthy middle-aged man and the thin middle-aged man shrank slightly.

Because, although Han Chen's sword seemed to be just an unpretentious sword slash, it was right at the center of the two of them's offensive.

To put it simply, it was Han Chen who relied on this sword. blocked the attack of the two of them.

Sensing this, the two gritted their teeth, and even if they wanted to change their sword momentum. However, under the ascension of the realm of weightlifting, the speed of Han Chen's sword was extremely fast.

The two of them were not allowed to change at all, and a sword slashed horizontally at the swords of the two.

Bell, bell!

A powerful force burst out from Mo Han's sword, directly colliding with the force on the two swords.

The powerful force of the shock made the two of them numb their entire arms. The faces of the two changed drastically, they didn't expect the power of Han Chen's sword to be so strong. At this point, the right arm is numb. couldn't make a move at all, didn't dare to slack off in the slightest, and immediately used his body to retreat.

It's just that. That's when it happened. Han Chen wasn't what they imagined. It was shocked and flew out, but it exploded and rushed over.

"Hurry back!" Seeing this, the swarthy middle-aged man's face changed wildly. The body technique was raised to the limit, and he exploded backwards like electricity, and suddenly realized something, and hurriedly turned his head and shouted at the thin middle-aged man on the other side.

It's just that it's already over, and at the same time as he spoke, Han Chen came to the thin middle-aged man in an instant like a frightened rainbow.

"Slash!"

His eyes were indifferent, and in the frightened gaze of the thin middle-aged man, a sword swung out and slashed at the neck of the latter.

Poof!

Blood sprayed, feeling the sharp pain in the neck, the thin middle-aged man's face was full of unwillingness, but the loss of vitality in the body did not stagnate in the slightest, and his eyes quickly darkened.

"Fifty breaths!" A sword slashed the thin middle-aged man, Han Chen said secretly in his heart.

With a step on the soles of his feet, he took eight steps to catch the cicada, and his body flashed to the side, and at the moment when his body dodged, a series of sharp swords and swords roared, cutting and shattering the afterimage left behind.

These were the attacks that the remaining fifteen martial mercenaries had joined forces, and the speed of Han Chen and the two sword spirits was too fast, they couldn't intervene at all, so they could only use their swords and swords to help.

But he didn't want to, Han Chen dodged so easily.

Han Chen's figure was like a shadow, heading towards the remaining fifteen mercenary warriors.

Seeing that Han Chen actually abandoned himself and walked towards those martial artists, the dark middle-aged man's gloomy face suddenly changed when Han Chen killed the thin middle-aged man with a sword.

Han Chen's strength is too strong, and the thin middle-aged man who used the sword before him can already be sure that Han Chen's strength will definitely be comparable to the one-star sword spirit realm, whether it is the early, middle, or late stage, he doesn't know.

He only knew that once Han Chen rushed into the crowd, then these people, without the slightest suspense, would definitely not have a living mouth.

"Retreat, retreat for me" He turned his head and shouted at those mercenary warriors, and then his body technique unfolded and rushed towards Han Chen.

It's a pity that at this time, those mercenary warriors were already frightened when they saw Han Chen rushing towards them.

There were only three one-star sword spirits in the team, but the latter had already killed two, so strong that their strength made them feel trembling, and their battle consciousness was instantly extremely weak.

It wasn't until they heard the swarthy middle-aged man's shouting that these people reacted, and even if they used their skills, they scattered and fled.

Among them, even the four half-step sword spirits, at this moment, lost their fighting spirit and ran away with all their strength full of horror.

They had already reached the half-step Sword Spirit Realm, and it only took a few more years before they could step into the Sword Spirit Realm. When the time comes, there will be a lot of good days waiting for them to enjoy, and they don't want to die here.

Run, run, run with all your might!

Call!

The wind was howling, and Han Chen's soles stepped on the ground, and his rapidly exploding figure instantly stagnated, standing straight like a javelin.

Seeing Han Chen stop, the swarthy middle-aged man who was chasing after him had a cold gaze, and his speed did not decrease but increased, and he raised his sword and slashed towards Han Chen.

His gaze was slightly sideways, looking at the swarthy middle-aged man who was slashing from the side, and then swept over the surrounding crowd of people who had just escaped more than ten meters away, Han Chen's eyes showed a touch of coldness.

I don't know when, the Mo Han Sword has been included in the empty ring, and the vacant hands quickly clasped together, forming a strange seal.

As soon as his mind moved, a strange fluctuation emerged from the depths of his body, and under this strange fluctuation, the soul power in the sea of consciousness quickly surged out and poured into his eyes.

In the dark eyes, a wisp of purple light flashed, and the purple light became more and more abundant, quickly filling the eyes completely.

"Give me death!!" At this moment, the swarthy middle-aged man had already come to Han Chen's side, and a sword slashed towards Han Chen's waist, as long as this sword was slashed, Han Chen would be killed.

It's just that the next moment, when his gaze fell on Han Chen's sealed hands, his pupils suddenly contracted to the extreme, like the tip of a needle, and instantly his gaze moved up and landed on Han Chen's eyes.

Purple eyes, extremely bewitching!

Ignoring the swarthy middle-aged man's instantly pale face, Han Chen's lips squirmed slightly, and he slowly spit out a few bytes.

"Beast mimicry, purple pupil mimic!" (to be continued......)

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