"A smart person should do a smart thing!" Mu Bei's voice suddenly became cold.

"Take him down, break his limbs and bring him back!" he said, with his palm raised and a slight wave.

When the words fell, Mu Bei himself didn't make a move, but turned around and walked to the side, intending to watch.

The strong have the dignity of the strong, and Mu Bei, who is a four-star sword spirit, disdains to deal with Han Chen with everyone.

Moreover, in addition to him, there are more than forty sword spirits on his side, and there are nine three-star sword spirits alone.

Han Chen's strength entered the realm really fast, and now it was enough to kill the three-star sword spirit, but as the saying goes, two fists are hard to beat four hands, and a huge number can sometimes play a key role.

"Hehe, Uncle likes to abuse and kill geniuses the most!"

"Dare to kill my disciple of Ten Thousand Soldiers, give me death!"

When Mu Bei walked aside, the remaining Ten Thousand Soldiers Zhai disciples all focused their eyes on Han Chen's body, with a bloodthirsty smile on their faces, and some of them showed excitement and excitement in their eyes.

You have to be excited, as long as you take Han Chen, the reward promised by Mu Lu will be taken by them.

"Do it!"

A deep shout suddenly sounded in the crowd, and one after another amazing breaths erupted like a volcano, accompanied by the extremely fast explosion of everyone, rushing towards Han Chen.

More than forty sword spirit realms burst out at the same time, just like a mountain torrent erupting, and even like magma rushing, the clouds in the air directly collapsed and dissipated at this moment, within a radius of nearly a hundred miles. All the demonic beasts were frightened and fled in all directions, even the fourth-order demonic beasts were terrified in their eyes, and they turned and fled.

A terrible breath that swept through the storm.

Han Chen, who was the target of this breath, also showed a trace of solemnity on his face at this time, in terms of personal strength, none of these people's strength was his opponent in ten moves.

But sometimes, one plus one doesn't equal two. Sometimes it doubles. Equal to three, or even equal to four.

What's more, now it's not one plus one, but more than forty sword spirits shooting together. The momentum that erupted at this moment. It made Han Chen feel that his body was a little heavy.

Don't dare to slack off. His hand reached behind his back, his fingers clasped tightly, and he grasped the black hilt of the sword. With a violent thrust, there was a 'choking' sound, like a divine iron outside the sky groaning softly, drawing the sword out of the sheath.

At the same time, the footsteps stepped forward, and the eight steps to catch the cicada were instantly exerted, facing the amazing momentum, and the speed was extremely fast.

None of the two sides are below the Sword Spirit Realm, and neither of them is easy to match, and at this time, under the full force of the explosion, the speed is even faster to the extreme.

One side is like a galloping horse, the momentum is like a tide, and the magnificence is amazing.

Although there is only one person on one side, it is like a sheathed sword, with no casting, and the momentum of the oncoming bombardment is slashed open, without losing half a point.

The speed was like a shock, and the distance between the two sides was rapidly shortened, and just as the two sides were about to collide, Han Chen's eyes flashed, and he made a mistake in his steps, and his body suddenly appeared in front of a disciple in the middle stage of a one-star sword spirit.

The pace of the feet continued to step, and the change of body shape, not only did not slow down in the slightest, but became faster.

The figure was slightly on one side, his left arm was bent, his muscles tensed instantly, and a bully elbow blasted the air, hitting the opponent's chest.

That disciple's face changed drastically, he didn't expect that he would be so unlucky, he would be selected by Han Chen and become a target, and he didn't expect that Han Chen's offensive would be so fierce.

At this time, the distance between the two sides was extremely close, and there was only one body distance, and it was too late to counterattack, and it was too late to even dodge.

Fortunately, he is also a sword spirit powerhouse, and he is also a deacon disciple, although he is frightened in his heart, he does not sit still.

The true yuan in the body surged instantly, through both arms, poured into the long sword in the hand, and the long sword that burst out with a sharp aura was raised horizontally by it, and the left hand held down the sword body, obviously intending to resist hard.

All of this was only done in an instant, and at the moment when this disciple's long sword was raised, Han Chen's elbow was like an elbow wrapped in an astonishing momentum, and it slammed into the sword body impartially.

Seeing that he had resisted Han Chen's attack, the disciple's eyes suddenly showed joy, however, the next moment, his pupils suddenly contracted, and his face showed even more shock.

I saw that his long sword was bent at this time, like a bow.

Then, before he could react, a terrifying force suddenly erupted, pouring into his arms through the sword body, and then sweeping through his entire body like a storm.

Han Chen's elbow, although it is not a martial arts move, but in terms of power, it is not inferior to the Xuan-rank fourth-grade martial arts at all, because this is the strength of his whole body, and he bombarded out with the elbow in the hardest part of the human body.

The strength of 120,000 catties, how can you stop it!

Poof!

The disciple's face turned pale, and he opened his mouth to spit out three mouthfuls of blood, which were mixed with fragments of internal organs that were about to shatter very quickly, and he didn't even scream, but was directly shattered and instantly died, while his body was shocked and flew backwards.

Several disciples in the rear couldn't dodge and were bumped into by that disciple. actually let out a muffled snort, the corners of his mouth spilled blood, and he was shocked back.

"Despicable!"

"Look for death!"

Seeing that Han Chen actually avoided the important and light, he chose a one-star sword spirit to attack, and as soon as he made a move, he killed one person and injured several people.

The surrounding disciples were suddenly furious, and the 'sonorous' sound of the sword coming out of the sheath instantly sounded, and then they saw a series of sharp sword qi slashing towards Han Chen.

Han Chen's face was solemn, and he didn't dare to slack off at all, in terms of cultivation realm, he was only a half-step sword spirit, and in terms of physical strength, he was only a half-step sword spirit, and there was an essential gap between him and these disciples of Wanbing Zhai who were at least one-star sword spirits.

Immediately, with a flick of his wrist, without the slightest reservation, the Mo Han Sword instantly slashed out nine swords.

The air plummeted instantly, snowflakes condensed and fluttered, and nine black sword rays as thin as silk threads, like thunder, slashed out in an instant.

The nine swords belong to the same style, the Winter Sword Style.

Although the offensive was extremely fierce, among these Ten Thousand Soldiers Zhai disciples, only Na Mu Bei and the nine three-star sword spirits made Han Chen feel a little jealous, and the other disciples were not worth mentioning in his eyes.

Moreover, now that the winter sword style, Han Chen has comprehended the pinnacle of the Dacheng realm, and the condensation of the sword and the comprehension of the word 'cold' are also more profound, and there is only a thin line away from the consummation realm.

It's more powerful than it used to be.

Nine jet-black sword rays instantly collided with a large amount of sword and sword qi.

Strong winds swept and snowflakes flew.

The nine jet-black sword rays shattered all the fierce attacks of the disciples, but the nine sword rays also dissipated after the most slashing.

"Impossible!" Seeing this, Mu Bei, who was watching the battle on the sidelines, suddenly changed his complexion and exclaimed.

Han Chen's cultivation realm, he could see through it at a glance, it was only a half-step sword spirit, and it was already extremely terrifying to be able to kill a two-star or three-star sword spirit, but he couldn't imagine that at this time, in the face of the joint offensive of so many disciples, Han Chen was not weak enough to block them all.

How could he not be surprised, you must know that Han Chen is just a half-step sword spirit!

Compared to Mu Bei's shock, the disciples who were in the battle circle at this time were not so rational, seeing that in the face of the attack of so many of them, Han Chen actually blocked it unscathed.

Suddenly, one by one, they were furious.

"Give me death!"

The figure swept rapidly, and everyone used their own skills, rushing towards Han Chen at an extremely fast speed.

At this time, no one noticed that Ouyang Shu, who had retreated to the back of the most turbulent sky, quietly took out a piece of communication sword jade, and as his mind moved, a message was instantly passed out.

Immediately, I saw his palm flip, and the transmission of Jian Yu was included in the empty ring.

Ouyang Shu's speed was very fast, only two breaths before and after, Mo said that Mu Bei, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, didn't notice it, and even Han Chen didn't notice it. (To be continued......)