Han Ningbing sneered, "You, it's too slow." Saying that, a sword slashed at the cultivator, and the cultivator also quickly commanded the flying sword to resist the Xuanyuan sword that was split by Han Ning Bing, but the flying sword was directly split in half, you must know that it was a pseudo spirit weapon, although the strength is not as good as the spirit weapon, but it is not an ordinary spirit weapon that can split it, but I didn't expect it to be broken by the cold Ning Bing sword, this flying sword intersected with the cultivator's mind, the moment the sword was broken, the monk felt a pain, a mouthful of blood spit out, and the spell in his hand also dissipated, he hurriedly retreated, and then gasped there。

At this time, the middle-aged martial artist also stood up, and he saw that the cultivator was injured, and then he raised the sword in his hand with his right hand and shouted coldly, "Sword swinging the world."

After Han Ningbing felt the fluctuations behind him, he did a backflip, and then dodged the middle-aged martial artist's sword qi fluctuations, at this time he was above the middle-aged martial artist on his head and feet, only to see the Xuanyuan Sword in Han Ningbing's hand stabbed at the top of the middle-aged martial artist's head, and the middle-aged martial artist also reacted extremely quickly, he was short, and then dodged with a roll on the ground.

And the cold condensation ice also stimulated a sword qi, using the impact force of the sword qi to hit the ground, and then the body turned, and it also landed safely.

At this time, the middle-aged martial artist and the cultivator were both injured a lot, and now Han Ningbing was facing the middle-aged martial artist and the cultivator, and behind him were the three martial artists, he stood tall, causing an invisible pressure on the five of them, and those who were hidden in the shadows frowned, in front of the five of them, even against the middle stage of the golden body, the martial artist would not be so embarrassed, and they sighed again The horror of the dual cultivation of martial arts.

The middle-aged martial artist snorted coldly, he straightened up, and then said unceremoniously, "Hmph, you're just like that." Then he gave his men a look.

I saw the three of them standing together, and then Han Ningbing only felt that the breath of the three of them was connected, and there seemed to be a strange energy flowing back and forth in the bodies of the three of them.

And the breath of the middle-aged martial artist also rose with the breath of the three of them, and when the breath of the middle-aged martial artist rose to the middle stage of the golden body, it stopped rising, and if you use your spiritual sense to investigate, you will find that the other three martial artists are only in the position of one person's breath, and it is still the strength of the middle stage of the golden body.

And the cultivator also walked behind the three warriors at some point, and at the same time pinched out a strange hand with his right hand, and his left hand was behind the warrior in the middle.

Han Ningbing smiled after reading it, he could see that this was a formation, judging from his understanding of the formation, this formation was arranged by the cultivator, and the four of them were practicing the same kind of exercise, using the formation to convert the strength of the four of them to two people, among which this formation should also have the effect of amplification, otherwise it would not increase their strength so much, and the reason why it was converted to two people was to let one person fight, one person to defend and protect the other two martial artists and the cultivator who cast the spell, if I guessed correctly, the middle-aged martial artist was the main attack, and the martial artist who could feel it with spiritual sense was the main defense。

It's not impossible to break this formation, it's just that it's just a little troublesome, but what Han Ningbing has to do is to deter others, so that they don't dare to attack themselves easily, after all, he is just one person, and if Han Ningbing really faces those people, he doesn't dare to guarantee that he can win all, you must know that the strength of those people is not only unfathomable, but also has a lot of hidden means, Han Ningbing knows his strength, and without revealing the killing qi, he can only kill the mid-stage martial artist of the golden body, so he can avoid fighting with those people as much as possible。

And now if you easily break the formation, then you can't achieve obvious results, only by attacking strongly and completely destroying their combined attacks, so as to achieve the effect of deterrence, after all, they only rely on the formation to let one person reach the middle stage of the golden body, and they are not real middle stage martial artists of the golden body.

Therefore, Han Ningbing didn't pay attention to the few people behind him, their breaths were connected, and unless they exhausted all their strength, they wouldn't hit anyone.

And Han Ningbing pulled a sword flower, and then raised his sword to point at the middle-aged martial artist, the middle-aged martial artist was annoyed after seeing Han Ningbing's movements, only to see him lift the sword in his hand and then rush towards Han Ningbing.

The strength of that middle-aged martial artist has been improved to the cultivation of the middle stage of the golden body, and the speed has also increased greatly, but it is still not fast enough in Han Ningbing's eyes, because every movement of his body, Han Ning Bing can see it clearly, but if he is replaced by a martial artist in the middle of the golden body, he can't do this.

The middle-aged martial artist suddenly accelerated, and then dodged to the right side of Han Ning Bing, and at the same time coldly shouted "Sword Dance Liuhua", only to see that when the middle-aged martial artist dodged to the right side of Han Ning Bing, the sword in the hand of the middle-aged martial artist spun rapidly, and sword shadows staggered towards Han Ning Bing.

The sideburns on Han Ningbing's head were blown up by the sword qi, and I saw the corners of Han Ningbing's mouth rise, and then disappeared, and the next moment it appeared behind the middle-aged martial artist.

The people in the depths of the darkness were shocked, "What a fast speed, this speed is probably the first person below the spirit martial artist." ”

And the middle martial artist reminded the middle-aged martial artist that Han Ningbing had arrived behind him, and the middle-aged martial artist also looked nervous, he felt that Han Ningbing flashed behind him at a very fast speed, but he couldn't immediately interrupt the sword moves, so he could only control the sword qi to throw it back, but when those sword qi hadn't touched Han Ningbing, the middle-aged martial artist was punched in the back, and he only felt a domineering energy rushing into his body, destroying all the meridians of his own body in his body.

And the middle-aged martial artist could only force down the injury, use his internal force to trap that energy, and then distance himself from Han Ningbing, but the direct consequence of his wrong decision was to make the five of them injured at the same time.

After Han Ningbing saw the middle-aged martial artist pull away, his left and right hands condensed at the same time, the difference was that the right hand was a fireball, and the right hand was a water ball, Han Ningbing condensed two small balls with two attributes of water and fire at a very fast speed, but it did not fuse, and then quickly threw it towards the middle-aged martial artist at the same time.

Xi Feng's eyes lit up when she saw Han Ningbing's means, while the others looked at Han Ningbing in surprise, they didn't expect that Han Ningbing not only had two spiritual power attributes that were mutually restrictive, but also had such a strong control over spiritual power.