Han Xin's divine consciousness was frantically dispersed at this moment, sweeping over a radius of three miles, and he did not perceive other demon beasts, and then stayed on Feng Xifeng's body for a while, and found that he was still breathing, but the meridians were broken, the viscera were displaced, and the aura in his body was chaotic, I was afraid that he would not last long.

"Fight quickly!" Han Xin secretly made up his mind, and then pinched the trick with both hands, the magic sword slowly hung in the air, and the spiritual power of his whole body poured into the magic sword in front of him, and at the same time, the blood in his body was boiling, and his face also showed an abnormal red.

The blue, red, and white spiritual light gradually dazzling, the majestic spiritual pressure rose to the sky, and a giant lightsaber more than ten zhang long slowly turned from virtual to real.

Suddenly, a wolf howl came, and the voice was poignant and sharp, penetrating the heavenly spirit.

Han Xinzhong's heart sank, and the magic trick in his hand changed, and the ten-zhang sword shadow turned into the size of three zhang, and at the same time, most of it was instantly condensed.

After the green snake heard the wolf howl, the retreat in his eyes immediately disappeared, and he opened his mouth, and a burst of fishy purple poisonous mist blurted out, and then the blue light on his body flashed, and a hundred and ten snake scales took off and floated in the air, and the cold light flashed like a sharp blade with a handle spinning towards Han Xin.

Han Xin had no choice but to change the magic trick again, and the sword shadow swept flatly, and suddenly the dense three-color light blades overwhelmingly met the snake scales.

The snake scales were split in two in one face, and then ignited a blazing spirit flame, which dissipated in a few moments.

The light blade continued to flow, rushing into the poisonous mist, and suddenly the fire was loud, and then there was a whirring wind, and the fire borrowed the wind, and the poisonous mist was burned out in a few breaths, but the light blade was also missing most of it.

The remaining light blades passed through the dense water arrows and slashed at the light mask outside the green snake's body, and after a few breaths, the light mask shattered, and the light blade hit the green snake's body, penetrating the skin and flesh, and then the spiritual flame rose, and the green snake let out a terrible scream, and the huge body writhed non-stop, setting off bursts of smoke and dust.

When the dust settled, the green snake was seriously injured on the ground, and the huge snake's body was covered with small wounds of inches long, the surface was charred black, and not a drop of blood flowed out.

The green snake slowly propped up its body, its vertical pupils were full of resentment and ferocity, and it rushed towards Han Xin with a hiss.

Han Xin consumed a lot at this time, not only did the breath on his body drop by a small half, but the sword shadow that was about to be condensed was also blurred by half, and when he saw the green snake rushing over, he immediately dispersed the magic trick in his hand, put away the magic sword, took out the wolf's big pen, and waved it at the green snake, and suddenly the golden light turned into a rope to bind it in place, and then concentrated his breath, and waved in the void, and he was about to write a "chop" word.

Halfway through the pen, I saw four demon wolves slowly walking out of the forest, followed by a giant wolf with a height of three feet, all with green backs and white feet.

The giant wolf has a tuft of white fur on the top of its head, and on its back there is a small snow-white beast that resembles a tanuki.

The wolf demon automatically spread out and stood in an arc, surrounding Han Xin in it. The giant wolf walked past the green snake, a hint of extremely anthropomorphic mockery flashed in his eyes, and then looked at Han Xin, his long crimson tongue licking [licking] his sharp fangs.

Han Xin immediately collected the spell, his divine sense swept over, and he secretly smiled bitterly: "Four second-level wolf demons, one fourth-level wolf demon, and one inconspicuous-looking fourth-level little beast ......", and he had already begun to silently calculate in his heart what direction to break through and escape.

At this time, the little beast suddenly stood up, first glanced at Han Xin, and then jumped down and jumped in front of the green snake, its petite body was about the same size as a piece of snake scales, but the green snake lowered its head in extreme horror, and its vertical pupils were full of fear and flattery.

The little beast soon lost interest in the green snake, sniffed twice with its small nose, and then came to Feng Xifeng's side with a few ups and downs, the speed was so fast that Han Xin's pupils couldn't help but shrink, and the idea of breaking through in his heart was even more firm.

The little beast first stretched out its front paws like a kitten, patted Feng Xifeng gently, saw that it was not moving, and then sniffed left and right, and actually took out a storage bag from its body and held it in its mouth, and then a few ups and downs returned to the back of the giant wolf, put down the storage bag, and opened its small mouth wide, as if yawning.

Then, as if he suddenly remembered something, the yellow light flashed in the little beast's eyes, and he stretched out his little claws and pressed them towards Feng Xifeng's void, only to see the four claw shadows slash down like sharp blades, instantly cutting Feng Xifeng into a pile of minced meat.

Then, the little beast leisurely licked its paws, yawned again, and fell asleep directly on the back of the giant wolf.

Seeing this scene, Han Xin no longer hesitated, released the spirit boat, and fled. The group of demon beasts did not pursue, but turned to the north and slowly disappeared into the forest.

On the other side, Yuan Qing saw that the other party couldn't help but let go of the attack, and a cold color flashed in his eyes.

I saw a pair of miserable white bone forks with gusts of yin wind, a black mist-shrouded black ghost claw, and a white bone tower full of phosphorus and fire, attacking the two of them in three ways, with a fierce momentum, and there was a great intention to kill them.

Yuan Qing immediately wanted to avoid the sword, but thinking that Han Hongrui was seriously injured behind him, the light in his eyes condensed, and he pointed at the trick, the water sword stopped in mid-air with a soft groan, the tip of the sword went down, and the sword qi rolled like a waterfall, and immediately intercepted the three magic weapons, and the sound of rain hitting the plantain was "jingling".

After a few breaths, the bone fork and ghost claw aura dimmed, and the surface became full of holes, although the bone tower was surrounded by phosphorus fire, it was also stormy, and it was barely supported in the sword qi.

The three of them were suddenly startled, and the two people on the left and right immediately pinched the trick and wanted to withdraw the magic weapon, and the person in the center was full of mana, and the bone tower phosphorus fire was flourishing, and slowly flew forward, trying to break through the sword qi blockade.

Seeing this, Yuan Yu changed the magic trick in his hand, the flying sword rotated more rapidly, and the sword qi became even worse, and at the same time, a suction force was born out of thin air, trapping the three of them firmly in place.

With the two explosions of "poof", the bone fork and the ghost claw turned into powder in the rolling sword qi, and the owner of the magic weapon was damaged, and each spit out a mouthful of blood, the person on the right looked depressed, and the eyes of the person on the left were blood-red, full of madness.

"Dare to destroy my magic weapon, I will break your body into ten thousand pieces!" Ju Zuo shouted hoarsely, and then took out a ghost-headed knife, stretched out his little finger, and put it into the ghost's mouth.

The red light flashed in the ghost's eyes, as if he had come to life, and he directly bit off his little finger, chewed it a few times indiscriminately, and then swallowed it.

After a burst of gurgling and eerie laughter, the ghost's head flashed red, and it turned directly into a half-body skeleton, holding a simple knife, and rushed straight to Yuan Qing.

After the person on the right saw the ghost head, he gritted his teeth and took out a small white bone flag, recited a mantra and pinched the trick, and the bone banner rose to the size of a zhang out of thin air.

The yin wind was strong, and countless figures floated out of the flags, men, women, and children, screaming sadly and sadly, describing bloodthirsty madness, and even in the end, three Taoists turned into shapes, and under the master's pinch, they fused into a huge evil ghost with a blue face and red eyes, and pounced on Yuan Qing with a cruel smile.

"Senior Sister Han, please step aside. Yuan Qing said in a deep voice.

Han Hongrui was stunned when she heard this, the red light of the feather fan in her hand disappeared, and she said carefully and retreated more than ten zhang away.

Yuan Qing dissipated the sword trick in his hand, the sword qi stopped abruptly, and with a move of his hand, the water breaking sword suddenly flew back upside down.

Holding the sword in his hand, the pride in his heart suddenly appeared, the sword embryo vibrated slightly, the sword shadow of the sea was bright, a sword was swung out, and a ten-zhang sword shadow swept by the momentum of sweeping thousands of troops.

The head of the sword-carrying ghost and the bone tower were slashed by a single sword, countless ghost shadows were annihilated and turned into wisps of green smoke, and the evil ghost was cut off by the waist, but then returned to its original state, and continued to pounce with a cruel smile.

Seeing this, Yuan Qing frowned, and when his mind flickered, the silver light of the Broken Water Sword shone brightly, turning into a silver streamer that passed through the center of the evil ghost's eyebrows.

The demon stopped moving, and then stretched out two ghost claws with his backhand and grabbed the flying sword.

Yuan Qing's sword finger urged, and the water sword suddenly twisted, and the ghost claws turned into two green smoke in the sword light, and the sword light did not stop, and it turned into a silver light sword wheel and fell down.

A sneering sound sounded, and the ghost figure turned into a burst of green smoke like a spring sun turning snow under the sword wheel, but then it gathered smoke on one side and reborn, but its body was dim, and its eyes were full of fear.

On the other side, the ghost head with the knife took the opportunity to fly closer, and the Pu knife was mixed with gusts of yin wind and slashed down; at the same time, the bone tower dipped and turned, and suddenly the ghost fire flew and turned into an overwhelming green ghost head.

Yuan Qing's body moved, and he lifted the wind step to avoid the ghost head; the silver light on the body flashed, and a silver shield was raised to block the blue fire ghost head; he stretched out his hand and made a move, and the water sword flew back upside down, and then the sword qi soared, and the sword light wrapped in the figure rose from the ground, and after a little circle, it went straight to the evil ghost phantom.

In an instant, Yuan Qing appeared in the sky above the evil ghost, holding the sword with a wave, the sword mist came out, and countless small sword qi turned the ghost shadow into invisibility like the spring sun turning snow, and the bone banner also turned into two in a crisp cracking sound.

Then the sword light rose again, and in the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of the bone banner monk who was still sluggish, at this time, Yuan Qing's eyes were cold, and he backhanded a sword, and the sword wind was like a knife, cutting it into a pile of broken corpses.

After a sword, the chill in Yuan Qing's eyes was even worse, and the sword light rose again, heading straight for the skeleton monk.

Seeing this, the skeleton monk was so frightened that he hurriedly recalled the ghost head of the knife, but the sword light changed halfway, and it went straight to the sky, and then a silver giant sword the size of three zhang slashed down with the momentum of wind and thunder, and after a loud bang, everything below, including the ghost head, was split in two, and the ground was split into a deep ravine.

Yuan Qing fell to the ground with his sword, and looked at the Bone Tower Monk with a cold expression, and the sword intent and piercing killing intent in his eyes made his scalp tingle.

Ignoring anything else, he hurriedly pinched the trick, and the bone tower suddenly burst into blue light, and the ghosts and fires gathered into three five-foot grimaces, and rushed towards Yuanqing with a roar. Then he slapped the storage bag on his waist, put away the bone tower and released a cloud of black mist at the same time, and fled by the mist without looking back.

With a cold snort, the sword qi rushed into the sky, Yuan Qing held the broken water sword and directly turned into a three-zhang silver lightsaber, a sweep, the ghost fire was extinguished like a broken candle in the wind, and then a sword roar, the lightsager caught up with the black fog in an instant, and as soon as it passed through, the screams mixed with the remnants of the severed limbs fell with the blood rain, and the black fog also showed the black sail body, and a crisp sound turned into two and fell to the ground, and then the lightsaber circled and flew back to Han Hongrui.

Yuan Qing walked out of the sword light, his face was pale, and his steps were a little staggering. But then he straightened up and said loudly: "Senior Brother Su has been watching from the side for a long time, why don't you show up and see it?"

Han Hongrui was about to step forward to ask, but when she heard the words, she stopped in place.

Su Yaze hid in the shadows, his body was cold, and his mind was full of the divine consciousness that swept over him after Yuan Qing killed the last person and the Sen Sen sword intent contained in it.

At this time, when he heard Yuan Qing's question, he directly released the magic weapon and fled, and even the courage to reply disappeared without a trace.

Yuan Qing breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Su Yaze leave, and then fell to the ground, his breath was weak, and his face was gloomy.

Han Hongrui hurriedly stepped forward to help him up, and said, "This place is not suitable for a long time, go." ”

Just as she was about to leave, she glanced at the broken corpses all over the ground and suddenly said, "Wait a minute. ”

I saw that she quickly turned around while the imperial weapon, and at the same time popped out several fireballs, burned the broken corpse, and threw three storage bags to Yuan Qing when she came back, and then pinched the trick, the spirit feather became several times larger, carried Yuan Qing, slightly identified the direction, and disappeared into a rainbow light in the sky.

Flat peak, Su Garden.

The firelight dissipated, Su Tianqi's face turned pale, and the teacup in his hand turned into crumbs with a "bang". Then, he walked to the window, looked at the green mountains and said to himself: "Yuan Qing, Su still underestimated your ......"

At the same time, there was a burst of hearty laughter from the second floor of Tongbao Building: "Hahaha, Yue'er, I'm not mistaken, this Yuan Qing is definitely not a thing in the pool, hahaha......"