As soon as Li Haoran entered the Valley of Repentance, he sensed Han Shixin's malice, and Li Haoran didn't take it to heart at that time, because he was confident that even if Han Shixin made any small moves, he would deal with himself.

I am invincible below the Ming Dao.

"Senior Brother Han. Li Haoran shouted.

Han Shixin was a little surprised: "What's the matter?"

"Just now, my master came to visit me and gave me a few spirit stones, and I gave two to Senior Brother Han. ”

"Huh?" Han Shixin's mouth rose slightly, "Take it." ”

Count you as acquaintances.

Li Haoran threw the two spirit stones at Han Shixin.

Han Shixin caught it in his hand and began to absorb the aura in the spirit stone.

Li Haoran sat back beside the boulder and took out two pieces of spirit jade and held them in his hands.

Li Haoran can absorb enough aura without the assistance of external objects, and he naturally does this for Han Shixin.

After a while, the spiritual energy in the two spirit stones in Han Shi's novice hand was exhausted and turned into dust, which was blown away by the gang wind and floated into the air.

Han Shixin opened his eyes with satisfaction, now he could hold on for a few more days, and he didn't have to hide in this stone wall and cultivate hard.

Han Shixin's eyes looked at Li Haoran, and he thought in his heart that it seemed that he had misunderstood this kid at the beginning, thinking that he was a stunned young man, but he didn't expect to be so good, and he originally wanted to teach him a good lesson when he couldn't resist the gangfeng, but now it seems that he can slow down.

Han Shixin thought like this, and suddenly his eyes lit up and he saw the two pieces of spirit jade in Li Haoran's hand. Suddenly, all kinds of thoughts flashed in Han Shixin's heart, and the anger in his heart was even more than before.

If you use the spirit jade yourself, give me two spirit stones.

This kid thinks he's asking for food!

Han Shixin stood up, walked in front of Li Haoran and said, "Senior Brother Li, I see that there is something wrong with your cultivation, how about I guide you, Senior Brother?"

Li Haoran stopped his cultivation and stood up, put the spirit jade into the storage bag, and said with some surprise: "It's great that Han Shixin is willing to give advice, I don't know how Han Shixin wants to give advice?"

Han Shixin retracted his gaze from Li Haoran's storage bag and said, "I don't know much about Senior Brother Li's cultivation, we have made a move, and when I understand it, I will be able to guide you, Senior Brother Li." ”

Li Haoran sneered in his heart, he didn't expect Han Shixin to take the bait so easily, and it seemed that the later strategies would not be needed.

Li Haoran nodded: "Then please ask Senior Brother Han for more advice." ”

"It's not a wide place here, and the wind is fierce above, so we don't have to fight the sky, just stand on the ground and make a move. ”

"Okay, Senior Brother Han, please. ”

Han Shixin took two steps back and began to mobilize his aura to perform Dao techniques.

He has been locked up in the Valley of Repentance for so long, although his cultivation has not improved much, but because he has been absorbing the spiritual energy from this thin aura for a long time, and then using the spiritual energy to resist the gangfeng, now his use of spiritual energy has reached the point of being meticulous.

Now he will not have the slightest waste and deviation in performing Dao techniques, which is also the capital of his self-confidence, and he looks down on those who rely on spirit stones to cultivate in his heart, although he himself also wants a lot of spirit stones to make his cultivation progress by leaps and bounds.

With Han Shixin's thoughts, dozens of wind blades condensed in the surrounding wind, faintly tinged with cyan, rotating around the mountain cliff and the sky, almost filling the entire mountain cliff.

This is Han Shixin's best advanced Dao technique, the Hundred Spinning Blade.

Now that the power of the wind was being displayed, Han Shixin could feel that the power of these wind blades was three times that of ordinary places.

Suddenly, the howling of the wind on the cliff disappeared, leaving only the sound of the whirling blades of the wind in the sky.

The rock wall of the cliff was affected by the wind blade, and the palm-sized rock fell off, and then was swept into the wind blade and turned into powder and dissipated.

Han Shixin felt that he was extremely powerful at this time, and felt that even if he encountered a Ming Dao realm cultivator, he could fight.

Han Shixin looked at Li Haoran with a modest smile, wanting to see his despair and regret in the face of such a powerful self.

But Han Shixin's smile disappeared suddenly, and his face sank like water, because he didn't see a trace of fear and regret in Li Haoran's face and eyes.

Li Haoran stood quietly on the edge of the cliff, looking at Han Shixin under the windy blade in the sky, his face was slightly surprised, and the meaning expressed in his eyes was "So weak?"

It's not that Han Shixin is not strong, it's just that Li Haoran has gone through too many bloody battles and seen too many masters, although Han Shixin is strong, it can't reach the point where Li Haoran is serious.

And Li Haoran is unhappy now, so he naturally wants to play Han Shixin well.

"I don't know how thick the sky is!"

Han Shixin snorted coldly in his heart, and he didn't say anything anymore, and the wind blades in the sky roared towards Li Haoran, instantly submerging Li Haoran's figure.

"Whew. ”

Han Shixin only felt that there was a flower in front of him, and Li Haoran had already appeared in front of his eyes, and punched his head.

Li Haoran's fist quickly enlarged in Han Shixin's eyes, and Han Shixin was shocked in his heart, and quickly retreated backwards.

But Li Haoran's fist followed like a shadow, and a punch hit Han Shixin's left eye, Han Shixin's brain was buzzing, and when his head was a little heavy, he felt a punch in his right eye.

"Poof. ”

Han Shixin fell and sat on the ground.

"Boom ......"

It was Han Shixin's wind blade that flew to the opposite side of the canyon and struck the stone wall, smashing the mountain peak into a huge hole.

After a while, Han Shixin came to his senses, shook his head, looked at Li Haoran with two dark eyes, and said tremblingly: "You, you, you are not in the fugue realm at all. Otherwise, how could I have escaped the lock of my divine consciousness so easily, and come out of the encirclement of the wind blade so easily. ”

Li Haoran felt a little more comfortable in his heart, and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Han said that he was joking, I don't know if Senior Brother Han has anything to guide now?"

Han Shixin was embarrassed and angry, and gasped: "You deliberately tricked me!

"Who deceived people too much, did the Valley of Repentance let you mess around like this?"

The figure of Qian Bu appeared in the air, looked at the huge hole on the opposite cliff and shouted, "Who did it?"

Li Haoran arched his hand and said: "I have a few Taoist skills with Senior Brother Han, I didn't expect Senior Brother Han to be so powerful, and he can still display such a powerful Taoist technique in this Valley of Repentance, which is really admirable." ”

Qian didn't look at Han Shixin, who had already stood up, and looked at his dark eyes with some confusion and asked, "Did you do it?"

Han Shixin glanced at Li Haoran fiercely and defended: "It was caused by my careless loss of control of the Dao technique, but he is simply a Ming Dao realm cultivator, how can he be locked up here? Uncle Qian, you can't show favoritism just because he is a disciple of the Six Peaks!"

Qian doesn't have to be shocked, could it be that this Li Haoran has broken through to the Ming Dao realm in just a few days, how can this make me embarrassed?

Qian didn't have to concentrate on looking at Li Haoran, and at the same time, his divine sense also pressed the past to investigate.

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