In the billowing yellow smoke, a tattered ancient sword was up and down, obscure, but it exuded a powerful sharp aura, as if even the mountains could be slashed and cracked.

As the fate rose, the sword qi on the middle-aged man in the green robe became more and more intense, and the muscles and bones roared all over his body, like a sword in a box, and the leaked sword qi directly pierced the surrounding flowers, trees, rockeries, and stone holes out of thin holes, and even the ground was cut out of deep ravines.

"Curious, it's actually an ancient sword!"

Zhao Han's expression was serious, but all this kind of non-living soul life has a unique advantage in some aspects, once he obtains the law, he can even fight across the ranks, and his combat power is as strong as those life warriors of ancient beasts.

"Boy, you've angered me, a shallow person like you who doesn't know the height of the sky, and thinks that if you enter the transcendent, you can laugh at the world, I will kill a few of them every year. ”

The middle-aged man in the green robe didn't look at Zhao Han, and slowly pulled out a broken sword from his waist, his eyes fell on the mottled sword body, and he groaned in a low voice, with the demeanor of a master.

"If you seek death and are so rude, I will fulfill you and make you ......"

"Die!"

"None!"

"All!"

"Corpse!"

Before the words fell, a brilliant sword light suddenly burst out from the broken sword, like a surging river, endless, and instantly became a sweeping trend, submerging a mountain stone and grass in the open space, the lamp hung on the pavilion, and finally it was suddenly retracted, condensed into a snowy ancient sword several zhang long, and slashed down towards Zhao Han's head.

"It's such a strong sword qi, it's not weaker than the real martial arts!"

Zhao Han's eyes narrowed, and he couldn't help but sigh, in the face of this monstrous sword, his body suddenly blurred, and he appeared in front of him in an instant, his hands were folded and slammed inward, breaking through the mighty sword light, and clamping the mottled broken sword in the hand of the middle-aged man in the green robe in the palm of his hand.

"You...... How is it possible, my sword ......"

It was only at this time that a look of shock appeared on the face of the middle-aged man in the green robe, obviously caught off guard by Zhao Han's almost unreasonable sudden advance, and it was too late to change his moves.

Feeling the struggle of the broken sword in his palm, Zhao Han lifted his eyebrows, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth: "If you change to a transcendent martial art, you will be overwhelmed by this monstrous sword light under your move, and you will be tortured by a thousand swords cutting flesh and ten thousand swords piercing your heart, but it's a pity that you met me." ”

"What about you? Die to me!"

The middle-aged man in the green robe had a green face on his face, and smiled fiercely at the approach, like a ghost, his right hand holding the hilt of the broken sword suddenly twitched, bringing up a blue light of less than three inches, and stabbed Zhao Han in the chest!

From the twitching of the middle-aged man's right hand in the green robe to the forward stab, the whole process took place between the lightning and flint, and it was so fast that it was difficult to react.

What's even more terrifying is that this blue light, which is less than three inches, is circulating, and the light easily cuts the air between the swallowing and puffing, making a "zizi" sound like the breath of a spiritual snake, revealing a thrilling sharpness.

Being hit by such a sharp treasure soldier, even the true life weapon will be hit hard, let alone the real life weapon below. The middle-aged man in the green robe relied on this secret technique to survive several times, thus climbing to his current status.

"Recruit 'Snake Devouring', you should also feel honored to be able to die under my move, after all, before you, there were already two True Life Martial Arts, twenty-seven Spirit Cloud Life Martial Arts, and one hundred and eighty-six Extraordinary Life Martial Arts died under this move. ”

The middle-aged man in the green robe smiled proudly, and was about to withdraw the divine weapon inserted into the enemy's heart, when he suddenly felt that something was wrong, and the next moment, a huge force attacked, from the bottom up, like a demon bull, brutally smashed away his left hand that he subconsciously blocked, and slammed into his chin as fast as lightning.

The indescribable Pei Ran divine power completely exploded at the moment of contact, and the pure physical power suddenly poured into the middle-aged man in the green robe and raged wildly, not only disrupting the operation of the blood and qi in his body, but also shattering his internal organs, skin, bones, muscles and flesh in an instant!

"Bang Bang Bang~"

After a series of muffled sounds, the middle-aged man in the green robe only had time to glare at Zhao Han fiercely with his violent eyes, and then the whole person "poofed", and it shattered into plasma and exploded in the air.

The ancient sword is fateful, Lingyun is destined to be martial, and he is dead.

Zhao Han stood like a mountain, letting the howling air waves blow his clothes and hunting, and an invisible wall of qi protected him in front of and behind him, blocking the scattered flesh and blood slag, making it difficult to invade half an inch.

"If I didn't use my hole cards before refining the Seven Spirits, I might have to fight hard, but now the opponent at this level is easy for me to break. ”

Zhao Han muttered in a low voice, and then took a step forward in the flesh and blood, and with a "boom", he collapsed a well-constructed octagonal pavilion.

Picking the Moon Pavilion, the expression of the blood-robed young man changed suddenly, the cold glint in his eyes flickered, and a strong bloody aura diffused the audience in an instant, making the originally noisy pavilion instantly quiet.

At least all of them are Lingyun-level masters, and the central position is full of majestic True Martial Arts, either happy or angry, or with a look on their faces, or expressionless, all of which make people unable to see the depths.

It's just that at this moment, these True Destiny Martial Arts all set their eyes on the blood-robed youth, as if there were undercurrents, surging and gathering, making those Lingyun Destiny Martial Artists on the periphery tremble one by one, and they didn't understand why a banquet that was originally happy suddenly became like this.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I originally wanted to put on a show for everyone, but there was a who didn't cooperate. The blood-robed young man took a sip of the wine glass slowly, his eyes were full of blood, his teeth were like white steel, and he sneered, "Blood bones, go, bring me the head of this cheap seed, and let out the surprise of the guests!"

"Yes, young master!"

In the darkness, a voice without the slightest temperature sounded, and the guests in the venue suddenly felt a piercing chill coming, even those who were really martial arts involuntarily summoned up their spiritual power, and subconsciously became vigilant, and after a while, everything recovered, only a bloody shadow crossed in the air.

"Boom~"

The loud noise drowned out countless curses and cries for help, and a nine-story grand building collapsed with a bang, and Zhao Han looked like a demon bull, running straight through in a straight direction, leaving behind him a broken wall and piles of broken ruins.

If you look down from mid-air, you can see a straight line that seems to be drawn with a ruler from the door of the Inviting Moon Tower inward, like a sharp arrow, to shoot through the entire Inviting Moon Tower.

Those diners who struggled out of the ruins, the maids and servants of the Yueyue Tower, and other disgraced faces gathered together, looking at the majestic figure at the end of the straight road that was knocked out of the way, gritting their teeth, resentful, but they dared to be angry and did not dare to speak.

"First of all, four transcendent life martial artists, and then one Lingyun life martial artist, were all killed by me on the spot, and the next ones to appear should be relatively well-prepared hard bones. ”

Zhao Han raised his head, looked at the sky that had suddenly darkened a lot, shrugged his nose, and the corners of his mouth flashed with coldness.

"Whoosh~"

A series of sounds of clothes breaking through the air sounded one after another, and a series of orthodox figures in blood-colored military uniforms appeared around Zhao Han, their positions were staggered with each other, up and down, forming a combined attack formation, which was very mysterious.

At the same time, a cold aura struck, like a knife and a sword, as if it was going to penetrate the muscles and skin membranes of people, penetrate into the internal organs, and make people's bone marrow cold.

Immediately after, a thin and long blood-colored figure fell from mid-air, wearing a hideous bronze ghost face on his face, and only a pair of blood-colored eyes radiated a bewitching light unscrupulously.

In an instant, a thick and pungent bloody aura diffused throughout the audience, and even the air was dyed dark red, spreading continuously, and soon rendering this area into a sea of blood.

"Cheap seed, report your name. ”

After a moment of silence, the blood-colored figure suddenly spoke, and the voice was cold and piercing, causing gusts of fishy wind, and the blood surged, forming a big wave towards Zhao Han.

Zhao Han tilted his head sideways, his gaze turned, and finally fell on the man, smiled, and spit out two words: "Stupid." ”

Although he didn't know the meaning of these two words, the soul of the martial artist was strong and his senses were keen, and he easily caught the disdain and malice between Zhao Han's words, and the blood-colored figure was furious, and the bloody eyes behind the ghost face suddenly opened, and he opened his mouth to let out an angry roar.

"Cheap seed, give me death!"

The whistling sound was like thunder, rolling in, and the spiritual power fluctuations far beyond the Lingyun Realm suddenly burst out, and there seemed to be a sea of blood unfolding in mid-air, the blood waves were monstrous, the bloody wind swept the ground, and the violent air waves surged up, directly crushing the ruins of the nine-story high-rise buildings that were closer, and for a while, the yellow sand in the field was all over the sky, and the rocks were like rain, making it difficult to distinguish the direction.

"Die!"

"Die!"

"Die!"

At the same time, the warriors in blood-colored military uniforms scattered around Zhao Han also shouted angrily, and one after another red or white smoke rushed out of their heads, followed by a venerable life of different forms, surging spiritual power colluded with each other, gathered into a array, and locked Zhao Han firmly in the center.

In an instant, above the surging sea of blood, a fierce and evil water monster appeared, with teeth and claws, roaring again and again, like a mad demon, rushing towards Zhao Han, as if to eat him in one bite.

"A real-level master, with thirteen transcendent life martial arts, it is really extraordinary, the condensed vision is actually a sea of blood, both illusory and real, making it difficult to distinguish the true from the false, and there is no thought of resistance in my heart. ”

Zhao Han's whole body was shining, blazing like fire, burning and burning, the coiled muscles and flesh were as tactful as a dragon, behind him, a huge bull's head phantom almost condensed into substance, making Zhao Han's whole person look like a god and demon, and the momentum was monstrous, and he directly collided and confronted the surging sea of blood, and fought on a par.

However, what is false is false, even to the extent that it is false and true, it cannot be true after all. As far as I'm concerned, this trick that can make even the real life and martial arts suffer a lot of losses is vain after all!"

"Break it for me, Bull Demon Break Yue!"

Zhao Han roared, his blood and qi soared, his muscles and flesh were violent, and the whole person was several feet tall, like a little giant, wielding a fist like a sledgehammer, and slammed it towards the void in front of him.