Looking at Han Qian'er who was dying in front of him, Lin Yi felt an unprecedented strong killing intent in his heart, and said word by word: "Shen Qingyang, today, you will die!"

I don't know why, seeing Han Qian'er seriously injured and unconscious at this moment, Lin Yi actually had a trace of panic in his heart, but soon the faint panic was replaced by the ultimate killing intent.

With a command to the Han family who followed, Lin Yi jumped into the ring and rushed towards Shen Qingyang, who was entangled with Han Feng.

However, Ran Lin was also a little surprised that under the condition of fighting alone, Han Feng had already suffered several minor injuries and could only support himself, while Shen Qingyang, on the other hand, had a strong aura and sharp moves, and actually had a tendency to become more and more courageous the more he fought.

"Could it be that this guy has already broken through to the Condensation Realm......" Recalling the residual spiritual power on Han Qian'er's shoulder, a trace of solemnity flashed on Lin Yi'er's face, and he gradually calmed down, feeling Shen Qingyang's breath carefully.

Sure enough, under the feeling of being up close at this moment, Lin Ye found that Shen Qingyang's body exuded a feeling completely different from the true qi of a martial artist, and it was the feeling of aura!

At this moment, the onlookers around had already retreated, looking at everything that was happening here from afar, and when they saw that Shen Qingyang actually attacked Han Qian'er regardless of his identity, the original tall image of the Shen family in their hearts was gone.

"Shen Qingyang, this old guy is really shameless, he actually attacked a junior!"

"Heh, I look at that, he was a little angry when he saw that his plan to frame the Han family failed. ”

"But why is Shen Qingyang's strength so strong, he is actually suppressing Han Feng, the head of the Han family, I remember that both of them should be cultivators at the peak of the Yuan Martial Realm, unless they ......"

As soon as these words came out, the crowd of onlookers instantly fell into a dead silence, and the sound of gasping cold air came one after another.

"Damn! this old guy did keep a hand!"

After perceiving that Shen Qingyang had broken through the Condensation Realm, Lin Yi secretly cursed, jumped into the battle, and fought with Shen Qingyang with Han Feng.

Just when Lin Yi and the three of them were scuffling together, the long-term love sword that Han Qian'er was holding tightly in his hand suddenly flashed with silver light, and the somewhat illusory figure of the long-lived girl floated out of it, first looking at Han Qian'er's injuries with a short body, and then the jade hand flipped over, and a blood-red energy was suspended in the palm of his hand, and then integrated it into Han Qian'er's body.

With the blood-red energy entering the body, Han Qian'er's gossamer-like aura actually began to recover slowly, and the pitch-black handprints on her shoulders gradually disappeared, and after a few breaths, she completely recovered her previous fair skin and immaturity, and she couldn't see the slightest scar at all.

After doing all this, the long-lived girl let out a sigh of relief, her already somewhat illusory body became more blurred, and she looked at Shen Qingyang, who suppressed Lin Yi and Han Feng in the ring, a layer of coldness hung on her beautiful face, and with a flick of her fingers, the long-term love sword came out of Han Qian'er's hand, flew towards Lin Yi, and said coldly to him: "Kill him!"

Seeing that the long-lived girl was protecting Han Qian'er, Lin Yi breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, stretched out his hand to catch the Changqing Sword, his eyes were cold, and he cast the first form of the Panlong Seven Killing Sword, and killed Shen Qingyang again.

Facing Lin Yi's sudden and rapid attack, Shen Qingyang was also a little caught off guard, and after a few rounds, Lin Yi had already stabbed several deep wounds on his body.

"What kind of swordsmanship is this...... It's so tough!"

After repelling Lin Yi and Han Feng with one move, Shen Qingyang retreated a distance, looking at Lin Yi vigilantly, and couldn't help but be shocked by Lin Yi's strange and unpredictable swordsmanship.

However, shock to shock, after relieving himself, Shen Qingyang calmed down and sneered: "It seems that you still don't understand where the gap between the Yuanwu Realm and the Condensation Realm is, let you see the power of spiritual power!"

As the words fell, Shen Qingyang's hands slowly poked out, and a jet-black energy flow quickly gushed out from his palm, and then covered his palm, condensing into two hideous pitch-black claws.

The moment the black claws appeared, Han Feng and Lin Yi seemed to smell the breath of death, their heartbeats increased violently, and even the idea of giving up resistance sprouted in their hearts.

"Later, I will torture Han Qian'er's slut to death so that I can pay tribute to my son, but let me send you two on the road first!"

"Heavenly Palm!"

As the words fell, Shen Qingyang's figure disappeared in place in an instant, and the next moment he actually appeared behind Lin Yi and Han Feng like ghosts, and immediately raised two pitch-black energy giant palms, and slapped them on the back of their heads with hideous faces.

Although Shen Qingyang's speed and strength had skyrocketed several levels at this time, Lin Yi and Han Feng, who were highly nervous, could barely react and make a defense.

But even so, the figures of the two flew upside down like a kite with a broken string under Shen Qingyang's angry palm.

Since Lin Yi had cultivated the Holy Dragon Technique, his reaction power and physical strength were even much higher than Han Feng, a powerhouse at the peak of the Yuan Martial Realm, so the moment Shen Qingyang took out his palm, he had already swung the Long Love Sword to block, although he was not directly injured, his body was still swept away by the powerful impact force, and it was not until he smashed a few chairs that he could not stop.

Compared to Lin Yi, who blocked with the Changqing Sword, Han Feng was not so lucky, not only was his arm slapped into a strange arc by Shen Qingyang's palm, but even his face became extremely pale, and he didn't stand up after lying on the ground for a long time, obviously seriously injured.

"Oh, you can still stand after receiving the old man's palm, the sword in your hand looks of extraordinary quality, isn't it ......?"

Seeing that Lin Yi actually took his palm with the long sword in his hand without injury, and the long sword didn't seem to have been damaged in any way, a trace of suspicion flashed in his eyes, he could withstand the blow of a strong person in the Condensation Realm and was intact, and it appeared on the body of the Han family, could it be the treasure of the Han family?

As soon as he thought of this, a look of greed appeared in Shen Qingyang's eyes, and he smiled at Lin Yiyan: "Hand over the sword in your hand, I can make you die happily!"

In the face of Shen Qingyang's "goodwill" persuasion, Lin Yi did not respond, and a few crystal clear crystals appeared in his hand at some point.

Taking a deep breath, Lin Yi secretly ran the exercise route of the dragon's power, and at the same time, with a force of his palm, he pinched and smashed those few spars, and a vast spiritual power suddenly flowed down his palm and poured into his limbs.

After forcibly suppressing the majestic spiritual power that almost burst his body, Lin Yi gritted his teeth and pretended to be calm and sneered at Shen Qingyang: "Old horseman, if you want it, take it yourself!"