Han Xuesi's face was confident.

His true yuan has been sealed, and it is not much different from the abolition of cultivation, where does he get his confidence?

For he had in his hand a sword, a sword that was completely black and had never been unsheathed in his hand.

Streamer Knife, Heavenly Rank Divine Soldier, "Famous Weapon Spectrum" ranked second, only after the Heaven Splitting Divine Axe that had not been reported for many years.

Most of the Heavenly Rank Divine Soldiers came out in the late Spring and Autumn Period, when the Formation Sect had not yet withered, and there was a hidden formation in the Divine Soldiers, if it could destroy the power of the formation, it could receive unexpected attack effects.

If it were just that, Han Xuesi would not have put confidence on his face.

Relying on the power of the formation in the divine soldier can indeed complete the cross-border killing, this kind of case has been many times in the long history of the cultivation world, but the difference between the realms of the two sides is not large, and there is no precedent for the mortal realm to rely on the divine weapon to kill the saint.

What's more, he couldn't use the True Yuan at the moment, and there was no way to destroy the power of the formation in the Streamer Knife.

His self-confidence comes from a word.

One day ten years ago, Han Xuesi and Wen Ren stood on the edge of a cliff in Xie Lu Mountain to compete who could pee far, and were attacked from behind and fell off the cliff.

He didn't die, he woke up lying on the boulder on the top of the mountain, his grandfather sat on the side with his hair scattered and drank wine, and when he woke up, he smiled kindly, handed him a long knife with a black body, and told him that there was a knife intent in the knife, and that he could kill the earth immortal after it was unsheathed, and even the heavenly man could also kill it, and told him to draw the knife when he was worried about his life.

Outside the Demon Domain Nebula City, he didn't think about drawing his sword when facing the ninth demon general.

Later, he fled all the way south, and the third demon king chased after him, and he thought about drawing a knife to understand him, but a middle-aged man from Mu Ne, who sold wontons, appeared in the clouds and forced the third demon king back, so he didn't have a chance to draw a knife.

Now, He Qifeng is not there, Wen Ren has no strength to fight again, the three worshippers fell into the water and did not know whether they were alive or dead, and the masters in the back mountain must have been entangled and unable to get out, otherwise it would be impossible for only three worshippers to come to the front of the mountain.

Han Xuesi was about to draw his sword and end the old man of the Pseudo-Saint Realm in front of him, and at the same time put an end to this grievance.

The Plum Blossom Daoist wanted to torture Han Xuesi well, but seeing his calm expression, he couldn't help but feel furious in his heart, and decided to take off his head with all his strength, and then escaped.

"Stop. ”

As the two of them were about to strike with all their might, a cold voice came from the east, and the voice was flickering, from far to near, like echoes in an empty house.

A yellow-faced middle-aged man in a brocade robe fell a few times and landed not far from the two, Xu Panshan, the former proud disciple of the Amber Glass Palace and the guest secretary of the Wu'an Palace.

Plum Blossom Daoist frowned, an hour ago, he had just finished drinking with Xu Panshan, patted his chest at the banquet and promised that he would not trouble Han Jiugongzi, and since then he has traveled to the world to seek new opportunities, and he went straight to the Immortal Peak when he left the palace.

No matter how shameless a person is, if he is exposed to the truth and exposed in front of him, his face will be a little embarrassed.

The Plum Blossom Daoist was not embarrassed at all, but he felt a little troublesome, Xu Panshan had already made his position clear before, and he would definitely be hindered from killing people in the future.

Han Xuesi breathed a sigh of relief, and concluded that Xu Panshan was not here to kill him, he was an outcast of the Amber Glass Palace, if he made a move against himself, not to mention that the Han family would not let him go, the masters of the Amber Glass Palace would definitely hunt him down all over the world. There is another reason, not long ago, Han Jinyin met King Wu'an, and the guests and hosts were happy, and now that Wu Qingzhi has entered the Dafang Gate to practice, King Wu'an will definitely not send someone to deal with him.

That can only show that the Plum Blossom Dao people are indeed here to seek revenge, and Xu Panshan is here to obstruct him.

"Plum Blossom Old Dao, is what you said all a fart?" Xu Panshan said coldly with a cold face.

The Plum Blossom Daoist said unhappily: "The hatred of the murderer, the hatred of destroying the sect, who can easily expose it?" Please also ask Brother Xu not to obstruct it." ”

Xu Panshan walked forward slowly and said, "If you don't make a move, why is the old man here?" Brother Dao, cultivation is not easy, don't lose a big one because of a small one." ”

Plum Blossom Daoist said: "Now I'm afraid I can't help the old man, and the Han family will not let me go if I kill or not." ”

Xu Panshan said: "It's too late to stop now. ”

The Plum Blossom Daoist squinted his eyes and said, "Brother Xu is determined to stop it?"

Xu Panshan said firmly: "It's stopped." ”

"I can only offend. ”

Xu Panshan walked in front of Han Xuesi and said with a smile: "The old man also wants to know how true and false Brother Dao's Transformation Realm is. ”

Han Xuesi helped Wen Ren to take a few steps back, his left hand always held the hilt of the knife, and said on fire: "Plum blossom old horseman, why do you spend so much words? If you make a move earlier, the head of this son has already moved, and you are still in a verbose mood at the moment, so you are not afraid that someone will take your life again in a while?"

The corners of Xu Panshan's mouth were hooked, and he smiled without saying a word.

The plum blossom Taoist snorted coldly, took a dry plum blossom from his collar, and with two fingers, the plum blossom actually came back to life, and spun quickly between his two fingers, and then a petal shot towards Xu Panshan.

Xu Panshan's face became solemn, and he said: "Please leave the ninth prince, the old man can't protect you well." ”

Han Xuesi was not reckless, and helped Wenren to retreat more than ten feet.

It's just retreating, not fleeing.

Xu Panshan is already half a step sacred, but he doesn't dare to hold it up, the Plum Blossom Dao people are pseudo-realms, but their combat power is not much better than that of a cultivator who has just entered the gods, and if he is not careful, he will suffer a big loss, which makes Han Xuesi retreat, so as not to be distracted and take care of him.

The petals that had recovered their "vitality" flew quickly towards Xu Panshan, only to see him stomp his foot, brazenly punched, and quickly threw thirteen punches before blocking the petals' rapid forward rush.

The Plum Blossom Daoist laughed fiercely and said proudly: "Don't measure yourself, Brother Xu can't tell Meng Po about the old Tao when he arrives at the bridge, it's all your own fault." ”

Xu Panshan said calmly: "Han Jiugongzi is right, you have too much nonsense. ”

Another petal flew forward, hitting the one that had stopped in the air before, and both flew forward at the same time.

Xu Panshan threw twenty-one punches this time before the two petals stopped.

The third petal flies out, and then the fourth.

Han Xuesi watched the battle between the two from a short distance, he knew that the plum blossom in the hands of the Plum Blossom Daoist was the natal spirit treasure he had refined, and it was connected with his mind and used to attack or defend, and its power was comparable to that of a heaven-level magic weapon.

The Natal Spirit Treasure has a bonus effect on combat power, but most cultivators will not choose this way to increase their combat power, because after the Natal Spirit Treasure is destroyed, the meridians in the body will inevitably be impacted by difficulties in recovery, and the Dao Heart will also be damaged, and it will take a long time to recover.

After the plum blossom flew out of the fourth petal in the hands of the Plum Blossom Daoist, Xu Panshan had to retreat, stretching a long distance to make the petals stop in the air, he didn't expect the Plum Blossom Old Dao to refine the natal spirit treasure so powerfully, just four petals He felt extremely difficult, if the fifth petal flew in, he could only make a sword.

The fifth front petal flew out, and together with the four petals in front, flew forward, taking the position of the fifth brother of Xu Panshan's body.

Xu Panshan's eyes narrowed slightly, and his sallow face actually became ruddy at this moment, only to see him raise his hand, and five small swords of the third village chief flew out of his sleeve, crashing into the five plum blossom petals that flew quickly, and at the moment of intersection, there was actually a sound of gold and stone impact.

The five petals flew back and landed on the plum blossom that was still spinning.

Xu Panshan put the five flying swords back into his sleeve, looked at the Plum Blossom Daoist and said, "Old Dao, are you still fighting?"

Plum Blossom Daoist snorted coldly, and then said: "The surname is Xu, you can really hide it, if you have the intention to sneak attack, I'm afraid the old man will die a long time ago." ”

Xu Panshan said: "It's good to know, it's still too late to retreat at this moment." ”

Plum Blossom Daoist sneered: "If the mountains don't turn around, sooner or later the old man will ask for the head of the Han family's boy." ”

Han Xuesi said from afar: "If you are old and immortal, you will have a life to survive." ”

As soon as his words fell, the three of them fell from the peak of Immortal Peak, and soon fell in front of Han Xuesi, Mo Di's shoulder was injured, and the blood had covered the entire sleeve of his coat Then, he turned his head to look at Han Xuesi and asked, "Xiao Han, are you okay?"

Han Xuesi shook his head.

The big offering walked towards the Plum Blossom Daoist with a knife, and said in a cold voice: "Old horseman, your junior brother's head has been moved, and I will send you to see him immediately." ”

The second offering said: "Although Immortal Peak is a small sect, it is not something that you can come and leave as soon as you want, so let's die." ”

Han Xuesi rolled his eyes, thinking to himself what habits these people have, where did they talk so much nonsense before fighting, not to mention that they had to divide life and death? Thinking of this, he thought a little about He Qifeng, he never made noise when he could do it, he usually humiliated the other party after the fight, and he never spoke verbose before he started.

The Plum Blossom Dao people did not come alone, his junior brother in gray clothes went to the back mountain and restrained the master of the back mountain, and he came to the mountain alone, when the master of the Immortal Peak could not pull out, killing Han Xuesi was naturally as simple as pinching an ant to death.

Unexpectedly, his junior brother, whose realm was not much lower than his own, was actually slaughtered.

At this moment, he regretted it, regretted that he didn't come up and did it, and directly took off his head, and now it may be a little difficult to take his life.

The Great Offering glanced at Xu Panshan and said, "What do you say?"

Xu Panshan said: "Since the masters of the Immortal Peak are all here, there is nothing to do with the old man, don't worry, the old man will not help each other." ”

The Great Offering nodded, looked at the Plum Blossom Daoist with a solemn face, and was ready to make a move.

Modi walked between the two, and the three of them pointed at the Plum Blossom Dao together.

The Plum Blossom Daoist turned his head and glanced westward, only to see the two of them coming over quickly, and then he turned his head to look eastward, his face was dejected, and the two people on the west side were okay to say that the realm of the person in the east was even higher than him, and he couldn't see where he was at all.

Lin Jia and Zhou Shixin, who was carrying a sword, were walking east along the dirt road by the river, seemingly not walking fast, but they soon came to the foot of Immortal Peak.

Zhou Shixin said with a smile: "Everyone, Zhou Shixin in Xia Konghou City, I came to fight with itchy hands, please don't mind." ”

Han Xuesi said from afar: "Zhou Daxia, kill that old horseman, and my son will introduce you to a daughter-in-law." ”

"Well said, well said. ”

There was a knife light on the other side of the river, and then more and more knife lights, weaving a net, quickly towards the plum blossom road man.

An old man with a knife suddenly appeared in the air above the head of the Plum Blossom Dao man and slashed down his head.

The plum blossom Taoist was born with a sense, and the plum blossom in his hand flew over his head, facing the long knife on his back, and at the same time quickly swept to the east.

Even if he gives up his natal spirit treasure, he will leave a life.

Compared with life, people all over the world know how to choose.

But he miscalculated and died.

Since then, there has been no plum blossom gate in the world.