The strong offensive was slashed horizontally by Han Chen's sword, tearing open a huge opening, and the violent energy escaped.

The strong wind roared, and the ground was like the surface of water, suddenly setting off a ripple of earth, spreading out to the surroundings, and then exploded violently, and some nearby boulders were directly shaken out of cracks, and then exploded.

On time, the dust is all over the sky, and it is all over the place at any time.

Han Chen's arrogant and domineering posture, like a basin of cold water, was instantly poured on the heads of the six mercenaries, from head to toe, cold to the bone marrow.

The pupils shrank, and the faces of the six mercenaries changed drastically.

The previous attack was already their strongest strength, and they thought that even if they couldn't kill Han Chen, they could at least hit him hard.

Moreover, for the sake of safety, they even endured the feeling of weakness caused by the large consumption of the true yuan in their bodies, and took a strong breath and rushed up, in order to launch a second wave of offensive and completely kill Han Chen.

But Han Chen's arrogance was far beyond their imagination, and the attack that the six people joined forces to blast out was directly torn apart.

At this time, the true yuan in their bodies was seriously consumed, and their strength had dropped significantly, less than fifty percent of what they had in their heyday.

"Retreat, retreat" Among the six people, a mid-nine-star swordsman let out a sharp whistle, and as soon as his body changed, he was ready to retreat.

Hearing the whistling, the other five immediately stopped their momentum and prepared to retreat.

It's just that at this time, they were already very close to Han Chen, and they wanted to retreat, but it was too late. And forcibly stopped the momentum, and the true element in the body instantly devoured itself, and immediately suffered internal injuries.

A fierce wind blew. Han Chen's robe was blown with a hunting sound, his long hair flying, and he danced wildly backwards.

Han Chen's eyes were cold, looking at the six people, his eyes surging with murderous intent.

With a step on the soles of his feet, eight steps to catch the cicada came out, his figure flashed, and he burst out, instantly appearing in front of an eight-star peak swordsman.

Looking at Han Chen, who suddenly appeared in front of him, the eight-star swordsman's face changed suddenly. The pupils are as constricted as the tip of a pin. But he quickly reacted, his face was fierce, his eyes were surging with fierce light, and he immediately turned his wrist. and he shall raise his sword and slash out.

It's just that his movements are not as fast as Han Chen's.

With a wave of the arm. The pitch-black Ink Han Sword seemed to have lost its weight. It became extremely light, and a sword broke through the air, like a breeze blowing willows. It was extremely light and fast, and it slashed directly through the neck of the eight-star mercenary.

With a twist of his wrist, the long sword crossed a mysterious trajectory, retracted in an instant, and then did not look at the mercenary again, stepped on the soles of his feet, and the eight steps to catch the cicada were used again, and his figure flashed, passing past this mercenary, and rushed towards another eight-star peak mercenary.

And this eight-star swordsman was unmoved, his eyes widened, and his eyes were full of horror, despair, and a trace of regret.

With a 'poof', a line of blood emerged from the mercenary's neck, and the blood line instantly became larger, turning into a huge wound, and hot blood gushed out like a spring.

The life in his eyes quickly dissipated, and finally he fell to the ground with a thud, completely dead.

And at the same time that this mercenary fell to the ground, Han Chen had already burst out from the side of the second eight-star swordsman.

Like this mercenary, a line of blood appeared on the neck of the second mercenary, blood sprayed, and he was directly slashed by a sword.

In the eyes of ordinary people, the strength of the six mercenaries may be extremely strong, after all, the eight-star sword soldier realm already belongs to the high-level swordsmen, belongs to the masters, and in some families, they are also elder-level figures.

But for Han Chen at this time, there was no threat at all.

Under one-on-one, without using the True Yuan, without the Mohan Sword, with only two fists, it can be easily killed within three moves.

At this time, Han Chen's physical strength not only exploded, but even the true yuan was no longer restricted and displayed.

After the previous frantic fighting, the true yuan in these mercenaries had already been greatly depleted, and their strength had dropped a lot, but Han Chen's strength had greatly improved.

Under the advantages of the other, Han Chen went down to the tigers in the mountains, and the six mercenaries were not his enemies at all.

It was a completely one-sided killing.

Under the combined use of the eight-step Cicada and the strength of his physical strength, Han Chen's speed reached the limit, and the remaining mercenaries couldn't escape at all.

In just five breaths, five mercenaries were killed by Han Chen.

At this time, there was only one mercenary left in the middle stage of the nine-star swordsman.

The sharp whistle before was made by him, and he was also the first to retreat, so the distance he escaped at this time was also the farthest, at this time, he was more than three hundred meters away, and he was nearly a hundred meters away from Han Chen.

Sensing that the other five had already been killed, this nine-star swordsman was immediately terrified, and without hesitation, he used the Burning True Yuan Secret Method.

Rumble!

Only a few percent of the true yuan left in the body was ignited in an instant, and it burst out with an incomparably strong force, surpassing the peak of the nine-star sword soldier, but it was still some distance from the half-step sword spirit realm.

After casting the Burning True Yuan Secret Method, this mercenary did not have the slightest idea of avenging the other mercenaries, and ran out desperately, and with the powerful power increased by the secret method, its speed soared instantly, widening the distance to one hundred and fifty meters.

Feeling the distance widen, the mercenary breathed a sigh of relief, but still did not relax in the slightest, and kept galloping forward, at the same time, he shouted sharply.

"Han Chen, if you kill my brother today, this revenge will not be shared, when I leave the 100,000 mountains, I will slaughter all the men of your Han family, and sell the female dependents into the Qinglou, so that your Han family chickens and dogs will not stay."

"You don't have this chance!" Hearing the mercenary's words, Han Chen's eyes were cold, and he slowly spit out a few bytes.

With a shock of his arm, a sword slashed out in the air.

"Winter!"

The air around him dropped sharply to freezing, and flakes of snowflakes condensed out of thin air, falling down in a fluttering manner, and in the midst of the snowflakes, an extremely thin, silk-like black sword suddenly shot out of the air.

The speed of the black sword was extremely fast, as if it had merged into the space, ignoring the speed of one hundred and fifty meters, and instantly appeared behind the nine-star sword soldier.

The chill came, and a strong sense of crisis instantly surged into his heart, and when the nine-star swordsman looked back, the cold hair on his body exploded instantly, and his pupils shrank like the tip of a needle.

Just before he could react, the black sword like silk threads cut through the air directly and passed through his waist.

After the body rushed forward more than ten meters again, the mercenary's body suddenly fell to the ground, separated from his waist, was cut in two, and died directly.

Killing the last mercenary, Han Chen suddenly let out a long breath.

Although the strength of these mercenaries is not too strong, he has also banned a lot of his own strength before, and only fights with the other party with physical strength, which is not a small pressure.

At this time, the battle was over, and Han Chen suddenly felt extremely tired, not only physically exhausted, but also mentally exhausted.

"After three breaths, the other teams will arrive!" At this time, Guiguzi's voice sounded in Han Chen's mind.

Hearing this, Han Chen's complexion changed suddenly.

Just then, a young man's voice came from the depths of the forest.

"Ouyang Shu, a disciple of Xia Wan Bingzhai, please stop and talk about it!" (to be continued......)