Moyun Armor is the inner armor refined by Guiguzi, which Han Chen had already worn before all the martial artists arrived, and this was also one of the reasons why he dared to make a move in the face of so many martial artists.

Sensing that the young martial artist suddenly made a move, with the strong control of the body refiner, Han Chen could have avoided it, but he didn't, but he did it, and took advantage of the opponent's sword, and then took advantage of the forward momentum to kill Helian Qi with a sword.

Although the whole process was fast, it was completely under Han Chen's control.

It's just that at this time, the people around him were not terrified because of Han Chen's exquisite calculation, but stared at Han Chen with blazing faces, and their breathing became short.

Han Chen frowned, and then took a light breath, he knew that the next was the most difficult time, and it was also the most dangerous time.

"The treasure of birth is really in your hands!"

Sure enough, seeing that Han Chen had stopped, a sect disciple immediately shouted.

"Inner armor, it turned out to be an inner armor!"

"If it can lead to the Heavenly Tribulation, the quality will definitely not be low, at least it is also a fifth-grade high-level spiritual weapon!"

Hearing this, everyone's breathing suddenly became even more rapid, whether it was the sect disciples or those scattered cultivators who were about to give up and prepare to flee, their bodies trembled one by one, and their eyes were gluetously staring at Han Chen.

Inner armor, and it is also a high-grade inner armor, everyone knows that it means, it can be said that as long as you get it, it is equivalent to one more life, survivability, greatly enhanced, not to mention, for their own strength, invisibly. There is also a certain improvement.

Han Chen's hard attack from the young warrior before, and his immortality was the best example.

"Let's go up and kill him!"

"Kill!"

I don't know who shouted, all the martial artists who had them went crazy in an instant, and the strength that Han Chen had created before disappeared in an instant, and in their hearts, there was only one thought.

Kill Han Chen and get the inner armor.

Driven by desire. No one is terrified.

Whoosh

The sound of breaking the air sounded. One by one, the aura of the martial artists exploded, their bodies flashed, and they rushed towards Han Chen with their swords raised.

Han Chen's eyes froze slightly, and he didn't wait for the other party to rush to arrive. He was the first to strike.

Boom

A shock to the arm. Dance wildly in front of you. The Winter Sword Styles were cast one after another, and in just a moment, dozens of sword rays were seen. Break through the air.

Poof, poof

Dozens of swords broke through the air and attacked, directly killing hundreds of people.

Blood was thrown in the air, as if a rain of blood had fallen, completely staining the earth red, scattering stumps and broken arms in all directions, and the sound of wailing and screaming was endless.

Han Chen's eyes were cold, without the slightest stagnation, and with a single step of his feet, he exerted his strength in eight steps to catch the cicada and his physical body, and his speed increased to his physique, flashing to the side.

Snort

At the moment when he left the place, hundreds of sharp sword rays slashed through the air, slashing the remnants of him in place.

Han Chen ignored it, and his body technique was used to the extreme, and his body shape changed rapidly, leaving behind afterimages.

As soon as his body changed and dodged another wave of attacks, he rushed into the crowd like an arrow from a string.

Seeing this, the faces of the warriors suddenly changed, and they knew very well that once they were rushed into the crowd by Han Chen, they would be in trouble.

"Disperse quickly!" a sect disciple immediately burst out.

It's just that it's too late.

Han Chen, who rushed into the crowd, had a cold gaze, and while his body shape changed, he slashed out like the wind.

Boom

First of all, dozens of winter swords slashed out, killing dozens of warriors around them.

Then the arm shook, the sword momentum changed, and the flying snow sword style was suddenly unleashed.

Whew

The cold wind rises, and the snowflakes fall.

At this time, the crowd was crowded together, there was not much space to dodge, and the falling snowflakes were very dense, and they were even more erratic, completely unable to resist, and immediately there were nearly a hundred martial artists of the six-seven-star sword spirit realm, who were surrounded by snowflakes.

Poof, poof

The red blood bloomed like a flower, sprinkled in the air, and nearly a hundred warriors were directly killed.

Han Chen is both internal and external cultivation, and his strength is already strong, especially after entering the Red Desolate Secret Realm, his strength has improved, which is comparable to the mid-nine-star sword spirit.

Now he is wearing a sixth-grade high-level spiritual weapon, Moyun Armor. Holding a six-rank lower-level spiritual weapon, a wolf tooth sword.

Whether it is its own defense or the power of the shot, it has been greatly enhanced, and in terms of comprehensive strength, it is no less than the sword spirit of the nine-star peak realm.

And "Cold Snow Sword Technique" is a second-grade martial arts at the ground level, and the mystical sword style is the essence of it, and the power is endless.

At this time, once it is used, no one present can match it.

At this moment, it was Han Chen's stage alone.

At this moment, it was the killing feast that Han Chen showed.

At this moment, Han Chen showed everyone what it means to fight a thousand with one.

swish

The fourth form of the mystery, frost condensation, swayed out, cold frost, condensed out of thin air, and then spread to the surroundings at a speed visible to the naked eye, directly covering a radius of twenty meters.

In this range, except for a few martial artists whose cultivation had reached the middle stage of the Nine Stars, all of them trembled violently, and then blood splattered, and fine scars emerged, and they died in an instant.

Under a sword, within a radius of twenty meters, it was completely wiped out.

"Hiss"

At this scene, all the martial artists of the people were shocked in their hearts, and they couldn't help but gasp.

Immediately after, an irresistible fear burst out from their bodies, swept through their bodies, and instantly occupied their hearts.

At this moment, everyone's faces turned pale and their faces were full of horror.

Whoosh

The sound of breaking through the air sounded, and I saw all the martial artists move in unison, but instead of rushing towards Han Chen, they rushed towards the outside of the small valley.

Originally, they thought that Han Chen was alone, and they could completely rely on their numbers to crush each other, but at this time, they knew that they were wrong, and they were wrong. Couldn't be more wrong.

Han Chen's strength was already strong, and at this time, with Mo Yunjia in his body and the Wolf Tooth Sword in his hand, his strength increased again and again, and it was not something they could compete with at all.

From the beginning of the battle to the present, the number of martial artists who have died in Han Chen's hands has exceeded five hundred, although the strength of these martial artists may not be top-notch, but no matter what. These people are all sword spirit powerhouses!

With the power of one blow. Actually killed more than 500 sword spirit powerhouses, such a strength made them feel frightened, and they had no intention of fighting anymore.

The inner armor is a treasure though. But you have to live to get it!

There is only one life. If you lose it, you're nothing. Only being alive is the most important thing.

At this moment, everyone understands this truth.

It's just that it's a little too late.

Han Chen's face turned pale. There was no blood, in addition to the fact that he himself had suffered some injuries, he made a series of strong shots, and the true yuan in his body was also overconsumed.

It's just that he didn't stop because of this.

Looking up at the people who had lost their will to fight and fled in a hurry, a cold glint surged in his eyes.

"Since you've already done it, let's stay!" Han Chen's lips moved slightly, and he gently spit out a few words.

The moment the voice fell, the few true elements left in his body surged out from the dantian cyclone and ran rapidly in the meridians.

A strange wave, like a volcano, suddenly erupted from the depths of his body.

At this moment, his dark eyes instantly turned into purple eyes, which were also purple eyes, but they were not the strangeness of the 'purple pupil imitation', but with a violent meaning, and a trace of electricity, flickering and jumping in his eyes.

In the next moment, when the purple eyes were strong to the apex, a domineering and ruinous aura spread out towards the surroundings with him as the center.

"Roar!!" Han Chen raised his head and let out an angry roar.

Haw Par Thunder!

The tigers and leopards groaned in unison, and the thunder exploded.

The next moment, in the horrified gaze of everyone, a purple sound wave that exuded a ruining aura spread towards the surroundings with Han Chen as the center.

Everywhere he passed, the ground rolled up, the rocks crumbled, the dust flew, and the corpses of the warriors on the ground collapsed in an instant, and the bones were gone.

Ahhh

Although the speed of the warrior's escape was fast, the speed of the sound wave was even faster, just in an instant, he chased up, and suddenly, one after another terrible screams sounded one after another, but it was only an instant, and it came to an abrupt end, because under this sound wave, it was directly shocked and exploded, turned into shattered flesh and blood, and threw the earth.

The range covered by the sound wave is only 100 meters, which is only half the size of a valley.

When the purple sound wave reached a hundred meters, it dissipated directly, and the remaining aftermath only made some martial artists churn and could no longer do harm.

Those warriors who hurried up and escaped the catastrophe turned their heads to look at the proud young man standing proudly in the small valley, and everyone felt that their hearts were trembling violently, and even their souls were trembling.

That's because of fear, fear that goes deep into the soul.

At that moment just now, there were thousands of warriors who died under that purple sound wave, and only more than five hundred warriors who were the first to flee before escaped this catastrophe.

People didn't know what kind of martial arts Han Chen had just performed, but they knew that even if they killed them, they didn't want to provoke that young man again.

It's not that they haven't seen ruthless people, and it's not that they haven't seen strong people, but like Ye Yun.

With a roar, he killed thousands of people, and these thousands of people were all Sword Spirit Realm martial artists.

This is something they have never heard of since they had cultivated until now.

At this moment, no one dared to stay longer, and they all desperately urged Gu Zhenyuan, showed their skills, rushed into the mountains and forests, and fled.

After only a few breaths of effort, the remaining more than 500 warriors all disappeared cleanly.

In the entire small valley, only Han Chen was left.

Call!

Han Chen opened his mouth and exhaled a heavy breath of turbidity, and suddenly his eyes froze, and he looked up in a direction outside the valley, which was the direction where Liu Wuyin's four people were before.

Only at this time, it was empty.

Retracting his gaze, Han Chen thoughtfully.

But then he shook his head, flicked his fingers, shaved out of the empty ring, took out a Yuan Ling Pill, threw it into his mouth, and let the medicinal power dissipate, restoring the true yuan that had been consumed in the cyclone.

And he put the wolf tooth sword into the scabbard, then glanced around, raised his hand and moved, and the soul power surged, and collected the empty rings on those dead martial artists.

Sou!

As soon as his body moved, he swept directly out of the valley, rushed into the mountains and forests, and disappeared. (To be continued......)

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