The blood-sealing sword with the Dao mark was blocked by the ancient long sword on the opposite side, Li Han shouted angrily, gave up the sword in his hand, and leaned back with his upper body, colliding with his shoulder.

Dong Nanyan, who was even carrying a sword, was knocked and rolled for several meters, and did not use the grass to stabilize his body with force, but threw the grass forward in the overturn.

Hearing a crisp sound, Dong Nanyan knocked his five fingers on the ground to stabilize the rolling momentum.

Between Dong Nanyan and Li Han, in front of the long five-finger ravine, two long swords that had just been-for-tat were stabbed on the ground.

Seeing that Dong Nanyan actually blocked his swordsmanship, Li Han smiled and said, "It seems that you are not a complete waste." ”

As soon as the words fell, Li Han stepped forward again, and instantly held the sealed blood inserted in the ground in his hand.

The young man who had been hit hard by his shoulder had not yet gotten up, and had already rushed to the front, only a few steps away from the young man, and Li Han, who was about to stab the young man out of a hole with a sword, was slightly stunned.

I saw the half-kneeling boy make a strange pose.

Put your fingers together and bend slightly.

It seems familiar.

"Be careful!"

Hearing the shout of the senior brother, suddenly Li Han seemed to have thought of something, and with a look of disbelief, he inserted the sealed blood on the ground in a wild run, and his body instantly leaned back.

An ancient sword almost brushed away from the cold's hair.

Isn't that the trick he used against the boy at the inn?

When the shocked Li Han straightened up again, Dong Nanyan, who had already taken over the grass, raised his sword!

Li Han hurriedly turned around, but the grass had already reached his heart.

Nowhere to dodge.

But just when the long sword was about to stab, Dong Nanyan suddenly let go of his hand, and there was no one with the sword, and the grass fell in front of Li Han.

Dong Nanyan, who was tilting his head back at the same time as letting go, flashed a sword light in front of him, turned his head to look, and saw Li Youjian standing side by side with Fenghong making a finger shape.

A sword aura.

chuckled at Li Han, who was still kneeling on the ground, Dong Nanyan asked, "Is he giving you a warm quilt?" ”

Hearing the young man who he considered a waste to mock him with his words, Li Han was ashamed and angry, pulled out the blood seal in his angry eyes, and stroked the blood marks on the sword with his hand.

Every time he touched it, there was a blood-colored light flowing into his body along his fingertips, and the sword intent rose point by minute, and he didn't say hurtful words like before, and at this moment, Li Han seemed to have a different temperament, opened his blood-red eyes, and said coldly: "Die!"

Every bloodstain is engraved with the murderous sword intent of the blood-sealing sword is bright and abnormal, and the blood-red sword qi condenses out, like a wave in the sea at high tide, the momentum is huge, and the scene is amazing.

Sword Blood Villa, people control swords, and swords raise people.

The red sword wave swept in, and it was unstoppable.

The grass was swept away by the sword wave and stuck obliquely on the ground, and Dong Nanyan, who was already defenseless, weighed it in his heart, and with the dust reduction method that he had comprehended in the Divine Power Building, he should be able to dodge it.

But the boy hesitated, but he calmed down and prepared to punch!

It's not that he doesn't know the current affairs, and he wants to block this blow, but his intuition tells Dong Nanyan that as long as he retreats, then this battle with Li Han will definitely be lost!

In fact, Dong Nanyan is correct, Li Han's sword intent is exactly like this, as long as the young man does not dare to face this sword head-on, then Li Han, who is already using the sword to accumulate sword energy, will only be more powerful, and finally win this battle with a momentum like a bamboo.

Sure enough, seeing that the young man on the opposite side chose to face the hard resistance, Li Han's gradually rising momentum began to stagnate, but he was only slightly stunned, and Li Han swung his sword again.

The previous blood-red sword qi had just caught up with Dong Nanyan, and the latter sword wave followed closely.

Wave after wave!

There is no grass, no dead branches, and nothing on his body that can be used as a sword.

Li Han's pupils shrank, and then he laughed wildly.

I saw the sword wave at the head, and the unarmed young man swung his fist up, and he actually made a sword with a fist!

Pinched the fist print, and in the muffled thunder in his hand, Dong Yanyan's fist was like a shower, swinging on the first wave, sunken in the sword wave, the fist was immediately withdrawn, and the young man opened the bow left and right, and the fist strength was amazing.

At the intersection of the fist mark and the sword wave, the blood-red waves splashed everywhere, shooting all around, and they actually pierced countless potholes on the bluestone slab.

For a while, the seemingly unstoppable blood-red sword wave was in a stalemate with Dong Nanyan, who fused the hidden thunder and scattered sword techniques.

However, with the arrival of another sword qi, the sword wave rose again, and Dong Nanyan, who kept fisting, had shattered the bluestone slab under his feet, and his feet were deeply trapped in the mud, and he was constantly forced to retreat.

Dong Nanyan knew that if he continued like this, he was afraid that his fist would already be grinded to death by these sword qi before he touched Li Han.

Dong Nanyan, who was constantly retreating, had a light under his feet, and then his whole body suddenly brightened, and the halo shrouded in his body flowed down his arm to the front of the fist, and the young man shouted loudly and raised a punch.

Want to use your fist to raise the sword wave? Li Han pulled the corner of his mouth, did not take out the sword again, but stepped on the sword wave, jumped on the inextricable head wave, like a mountain pressing on the top, stepped on it, and shouted: "Just with you, you also want to shake the waves and mountains?"

It is difficult for manpower to shake the world, floating on the sea, there is a forbidden place in the south of the undetermined Mozhou, where the rain continues all year round, and there is no cultivation of the Jindan realm, and if it is drenched by the rain, it will either die or be injured.

As the waves rushed in, on a mountain peak on the concave shore, an old man faced the monstrous waves and smashed them with a fist.

Thousands of feet of soaring waves collapsed in an instant, and the waves turned upside down.

The rain drops containing abundant fist intent hit his body, and the old man threw another punch at the more ferocious wave that came after the rebound, and this was repeated until finally a huge wave almost as high as the sky was formed, covering the sky and the sun, and swooping down.

The waves crashed on the shore.

Only then did a smile appear on the old man's frowning face, and his fist suddenly rose and jumped up.

It was raining again, and the old man cut his hair, pulled out the oil-paper umbrella inserted in the ground, and left humming a little song.

Below the coast, the fertile and bare seabed took half an hour before the sea water gushed out.

Is it difficult for manpower to shake the world?

Who is the storm and who is the shore?

Of course, Dong Nanyan, who was in the realm of condensation, was not comparable to the old man standing on the shore and shooting the waves, but in the same way, the blood-red sword wave of the cold was not the same terrifying wave as the sky.

The sword waves surged under Li Han's feet, and Dong Nanyan, who had already gathered all his skills in one punch, had almost sunk one foot into the dirt, but every time he fell into it, the young man's fist raised by an inch.

Until the dirt had reached his calves, the young man suddenly raised his head and shouted, "Get up!"

Li Han, who stepped on the waves, hurriedly jumped up, and the sword wave under his feet rushed up to the sky, exploding in front of him, and using the blood-sealing sword to remove all the sword qi that did not distinguish between the enemy and me, and there was a sudden thunder explosion in Li Han's chest!

Pulling out the foot that was deep in the dirt, and not caring about stabilizing the breath surging all over his body after raising the sword wave, Dong Nanyan kicked out a small pit on the ground, jumped up, and punched Li Han in the chest in the sword qi.

Li Youji frowned, this little junior brother is really a little careless, since the other party is so difficult to even block a sword qi, then it is good to continue to play the sword, why bother to step forward like this, give people an opportunity.

Seeing the tide of fists smashing towards Li Han, the disciples of Sword Blood Villa were in a bad situation, and Feng Hong, who should have had a smile on his face, actually frowned, because on the other side, Han Fenghua was also in a bitter battle.

I thought that it would be easy to solve Zhu Shan, who lived in a couple and had a lot of water, but unexpectedly, the man had a very solid foundation, not to mention the physique of the Qi Gathering Realm, just that actual combat experience had already made Han Fenghua unbearable.

Seeing that Zhu Shan was about to use his halberd to tear open the wind wall that surrounded the man, Han Fenghua took out a bamboo flute and played it.

Whether it is a mortal under the mountain or a cultivator on the mountain, at the moment of life and death, there are no tricks at all, they are all killing moves that go straight to the point and see life and death immediately, but at this moment, Han Fenghua, who plays the bamboo flute, makes the battle between him and Zhu Shan become a little poetic.

But Zhu Shan didn't think so, the halberd had already poked out of the wind wall, but with the melodious flute sound, the wind rose around the man's body, and a layer of yin wind that could whistle and grind flesh and bones appeared under his feet, and at the same time, the four wind walls stood up, and with the sound of the flute, wind thorns poked inward.

Han Fenghua, who played the last note, held the bamboo flute and lightly clicked, and the cage of the wind was several feet above the ground and floated in the air.

There is nowhere to run, and nowhere to borrow.

At the moment of crisis, Zhu Shan, whose flesh was covered with blood on the skin and flesh that had been pierced by countless wind thorns, shouted loudly, holding the iron rod with both hands, and actually used the power of the wind behind him to pierce the bones, so that the iron halberd, which was already sharp, tore apart the wind prison.

The man who fell from mid-air covered in blood lost his ability to think in the night ridge on the outskirts of the Barrier Forest Country, and only knew how to kill the jackal hounds that were eating, carrying the iron halberd upside down, and ran towards Han Fenghua.

At this moment, the young man was also a little panicked, he was in the second realm of the building, but if he punched the man who rushed in the body, then he might not be able to continue to shoot like the man who was drenched in blood behind him.

Secretly scolding in his heart, martial arts are all beaten with iron, Han Fenghua put the bamboo flute to his mouth, did not play it, but took a deep breath into the mouthpiece of the flute, and then spit it out.

In Han Fenghua's body, the yin wind given by the ancestor of the Wind Valley was one of the three.

As the yin wind flowed out of the flute hole, the bamboo flute, which was cold on the outside, came out of its hand and turned around around Zhu Shan, like a poisonous snake with a tongue in the grass, looking for a bite to hit the prey.

Without Han Fenghua's manipulation, the bamboo flute, which found an opportunity on Zhu Shan's body, stabbed the man in the neck.

The man in the forward run was only ten zhang away from Han Fenghua, and his footsteps did not stop, and Zhu Shan, who used an iron halberd to pick up the bamboo flute, jumped forward.

Five zhang.

Four feet.

The man whose right arm had already reached forward suddenly snorted, even if there was a warning, Zhu Shan could only grab the bamboo flute that had been stabbed half into his chest and stop three zhang away.

It seems that the divine mirror is his, Han Fenghua took the initiative to step forward, laughing, what can the martial arts of the Qi Gathering Realm do, the taste of being blown by the yin wind and splitting the meridians is not comfortable.

"Master, it looks like we won in the Valley of the Storm. ”

Han Fenghua, who walked in front of Zhu Shan, was about to take out the bamboo flute, but the man died.

Suddenly, blood was still flowing from his chest, and the man with a painful face pulled the iron halberd in front of him, sandwiched the young man between him and the iron halberd, and then pulled out the half-cut bamboo flute and inserted it into Han Fenghua's back chest.

Although the yin wind in the bamboo flute was in the same vein as him, but when he entered the body like this, Han Fenghua's face was cold and painful: "Master save me." ”

Unexpectedly, Zhu Shan was pretending to be seriously injured to lure Han Fenghua forward, hearing the cry of his apprentice's pain, Fenghong took a step, and he had already come to Han Fenghua's side, flicked Zhu Shan's right shoulder, and saved Han Fenghua.

There was no time to dodge, and a sword qi broke out from under Dong Yanyan's feet, and the young man's whole person was slashed into the distance.

Feng Hong pointed his finger at several points of Han Fenghua, and then patted it lightly on his head, and the yin wind that pierced into the young man's body flowed out from between his mouth and nose.

"Master. ”

Although the cold color on Han Fenghua's face faded slightly, the color of pain became heavier and heavier, if you carefully observe the young man, you will find that even the delicate veins on Han Fenghua's body have turned cyan.

The wind valley is cloudy, and the evil is like this.

Knowing that Han Fenghua would have to recuperate for at least a few months and a half to recover, Feng Flood was furious, this trip was already in his hands, everything was just a cover-up, who would have thought of playing himself in. Walking to the side to the side to hold the iron halberd inserted into the ground to keep his body in shape, the old man was so angry that he admired this iron-clad man.

Because of the cold and bruised all over his body, Zhu Shan, who was more seriously injured than Han Fenghua, didn't even hum.

A wind bomb popped up earlier, piercing the man's left and right shoulders through a transparent wind torrent, and pointed a finger in front of Zhu Shan's head, "I'll give you a good time!"

The old man was thinking about ending Zhu Shan's life with one finger, when suddenly the sound of the bowstring tightening sounded in his ears, and he only heard someone shouting in the distance: "Release the arrow!"

An archer with incredible arm strength shot arrows like locusts flying in the sky, smashing into the wind torrent.

Stretched out his palm to flick a few arrows, Feng Hong frowned slightly in the face of the fierce feather arrows in the sky, turned the soles of his feet, caught Han Fenghua, and dodged.

Under the peach tree, put down Han Fenghua's wind torrent and pointed to drink, the wind rose in front of him, and he saw that the rain of arrows in the sky was swaying left and right in the wind, falling to the ground, and in the end, only a dozen arrows brushed the old man and hit the bluestone slab, sparking a burst of sparks.

Arrange a team of people to rescue Zhu Shan, and Huang Feng, who has already sent a signal to order three thousand soldiers and horses on the royal road to enter the palace between Dong Nanyan and Li Han and others, shouted: "Let it go again!"

The bowstring tightened again, and Feng Hong said to Li Youji, who also returned to the peach tree with Li Han: "Brother Li, it seems that you and I have to make a move." ”

There are people pouring in the forbidden land of the Tao family, and they are also shocked, and the crowds near this garden are crowded, stacked layer by layer, and what makes the man change color even more is that at the end of his consciousness, there are constantly sergeants on horseback and arrows coming to the palace.

Why did Lingyun Mountain, Sword Blood Villa, and Showerwind Valley conspire against the treasures under the peach tree, because the three families might not be able to eat the Barrier Forest Country without harm.

The so-called two fists are difficult to reach four hands, even if there is a strong disease, Fenghong such a climbing five realms practice, in the face of thousands of people, you have to give in.

So the arrogance of Zhu Zhixu in the inn is not unreasonable, according to the words of the general of the barrier forest country, so many people do not resist,

Standing in front of you for you to kill, do you kill me?

A hundred people, don't you take it seriously?

That's a thousand.

A thousand people still can't stop you?

That's 10,000!

Although there is no problem with Zhu Zhixu's remarks, this invincible little general has forgotten that although he can rely on the number of people to force the cultivators on the mountain to bow their heads, or even besiege them, if they want to leave, can you stay?

What's more, if people hold grudges and hide in the shadows and wait for you to relax before making a move?

But Zhu Zhixu is dead, so no one tells him these truths.

Among the thousands of troops, Li Youjian was already holding a sword in his hand, and although Li Han was punched by Dong Yanyan behind him, compared with Han Fenghua, who was already seriously injured, it was much better.

"Fenghong, even if you and I make a move, in the face of such people, we can only back down. ”

Li Youji stared at Shao Huan, Huang Feng and others who commanded the soldiers and horses: "It seems that you can only capture the thief and capture the king first, and kill people to establish authority." ”

"No, you can't. ”

Feng Hong, who knew what he was thinking, stopped: "Once you kill them, although it can shock the hearts of the army, but seeing that these soldiers of the Barrier Forest Country are not going out to fight, but at their own doors, if those old men die here, I am afraid it will backfire, arouse the blood of this group of people, and fight with us." ”

The blood-red long sword was already emitting a demonic light, and Li Youjian frowned and said, "Then what do you say?"

The man was a little tired of the Wind Valley in his heart, and when things developed like this, the Wind Valley had an unshirkable responsibility.

Feng Hong was actually very irritable in his heart, and the old man didn't expect things to develop like this, although the soldiers and horses surrounded here, but the old man who had already laid down the Wind Valley Formation was actually not panicked in his heart, but the old man had been thinking in his heart, how to take the talisman from under the nose of Li Youjian unconsciously.

Feng Hong, who had already come up with a plan at this moment, said in a deep voice: "Brother Li, since you and my disciples have not been able to win those few people, it is better to put the gambling contract later, and wait for you and my disciples to recover from their injuries, and then do a competition." ”

"In the current situation, even if you and I join forces, we may not be able to take out the treasures unharmed in this thousands of troops, it is better than this. ”

The old man's eyes flashed, "We'll dig up the peach tree now, and when the time comes, take advantage of the ghosts suppressed underground to break the seal, and we will take the treasure mirror, and then decide to stay, how about it?"

Li Youji's eyes narrowed, "According to what you said, when the treasure mirror is unearthed, who will hold it and take it away?"

Having already made up his mind that the talisman must be in his hand, Feng Hong thought about it, and said: "If Brother Li doesn't believe it, why don't we make an oath, heaven and earth witness, after the divine mirror is unearthed today, I am responsible for staying behind the palace, Brother Li, you take Li Han and my apprentice Han Fenghua to leave, wait until this is the case, I will go to you again, and then decide who the treasure belongs to, can you?"

If Fenghong said so, how to look at it, he took advantage of it, and the man asked rhetorically: "Really?"

Pointing to his heart, Feng Flood said: "If you violate this oath, the heavens and the earth will be destroyed." ”

Fenghong has already sworn an oath, not like a fraud, Li Youjian nodded, and also swore: "If you violate this oath, the heavens and the earth will be destroyed." ”

I laughed secretly in my heart, and between the big sleeves, the wind and flood met the second wave of arrow rain, "Brother Li, go and get the treasure quickly, I'll block it for you!"

Since they had already sworn to each other, Li Youjian didn't feel that Feng Hong had the courage to disobey, so even if the man was a little strange in his heart why the old man was suddenly so generous, he still pointed at the sword formation composed of red long swords that were diagonally inserted in a circle around the peach tree.

was unraveled by Tao Yi on the Tao ancestral training on the tree, without the blessing of the national Zuo dragon qi, the sword array of the Sword Blood Villa was really overused to dig the tree.

But what was unexpected was that even though Li Youjian was urging the sword array to dig up the foundation with all his might, the peach tree was only shaking violently, and there was no sign of collapse.

As the rain of arrows was removed, Fenghong had already seen rows of soldiers from the Barrier Forest Kingdom with shields and swords gradually approaching, fortunately, this is the forbidden land of the Tao Clan, the place is small and precious, otherwise Shao Huan would have ordered his iron cavalry to rush straight up.

In order to let Li Youjian get the magic mirror to leave, and at the same time, he dared to feel the huge pressure with the sudden increase in the number of people, Fenghong waved his sleeves, and the armor of a sergeant who rushed up first was scratched one after another, and his internal organs were shattered by the wind, and he fell to the ground and died, but then the sergeant still rushed forward without fear of death, and the old man pretended to resist and said loudly to Li Youji: "Hurry up, Brother Li, don't delay time!"

His own blood-colored long sword had already joined the sword array, and Li You, who was urging the sword formation with both hands, shouted: "Li Han, add a sword!"

Throwing the Blood Sealing Sword under the peach tree, this set of small Sword Blood Mountain Villa Mountain Protection Sword Formation finally exposed one of the roots of the peach tree to the ground.

didn't have time to be happy, Li Youji, who was urging the sword formation, suddenly changed his complexion, and said loudly to Li Han, who was approaching the peach tree: "Get out of the way!"

Bang bang bang.

The red swords surrounding the roots of the peach tree all collapsed, black flowers broke through the soil under the roots, the clouds of rain in the sky began to turn black, a black gas diffused from the cracks in the roots of the trees, and a hoarse and gloomy voice echoed in the forbidden land of the Tao family.

"Damn slaves, I'm back. ”