Hanxi's crimson sword was as fast as a shock, and it was stabbed out of more than forty swords in an instant, and the big man with his back to Hanxi found the movement behind him, and when he reacted to block, he only blocked more than thirty swords, and was stabbed by Hanxi all over the hornet's nest, and died in Huangquan.

Awakened by the screams of his companions, he saw that his three companions had died at the hands of the cold night, and where was there any confrontation with his confidant. One move forced Hua Mi Yi'er back, and then jumped out of the window to escape.

Hua Mi'er wanted to catch up, but Hanxi hurriedly grabbed her and said: Forget it, forget it, spare his life.

Actually, for Han Xi, the conflict with these people came very suddenly, and there was no big hatred for each other, and he understood the situation of these four people enough, if he changed places, Han Xi did not want to share life and death with these people, but when he really fought, his strength did not have the power to crush him, where could he keep his hand, after all, the other party was four martial arts four martial arts four heavens, and his inner breath was much deeper than his own.

Although Han Xi killed three of them, he didn't have much internal breath left, if it wasn't for the fact that his martial arts skills had improved to a certain extent, he couldn't say what the final result would be.

After this battle, Hanxi's control of internal breath is more precise and nuanced, and both body and swordsmanship are approaching the realm of weightlifting, and the most direct effect is that the body method is more flexible, a few points faster, and the internal breath consumed has become less. In addition to the reduction of internal breath consumed by the sword technique, the speed and frequency of sword release have room for improvement, and the power is naturally much stronger.

There was just a fight, and the two were not in the mood to eat here, so they hurriedly packed some food, and then the two came to the inn where Hanxi stayed to rest.

After a brief meal, the two went back to their rooms to rest.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Hanxi ran the sky and clouds for a few weeks, and found that the internal breath had increased a lot, sorting out the battle harvest, and Hanxi felt that he had gained a lot.

Get these 500,000 golden tickets, Han Xi has no intention of continuing to practice, his current strength is at most against the late stage of the Martial Arts Four Heavens, no matter how powerful the opponent is, there is really no chance of winning, and there is no point in training, and one of the big reasons for the experience is also to make money, and now he has a huge amount of money, and then he swaggers everywhere, if he provokes a master of the martial arts five heavens or more, it will outweigh the losses.

After Han Xi plans to take the flying knife, he will go back to the academy, after all, Jingjiang City can buy all kinds of pills for cultivation, and there are also various special cultivation places in the academy, after going back, Han Xi is confident that his body and swordsmanship have broken through to the realm of weightlifting, in that case, his strength will be greatly improved, if he can go further in terms of internal breath, it can be regarded as having a little foothold.

In addition, I should also go to see how Hanqi's little girl is, and it's time to take the time to go back to the house, and I don't know how the family is doing, and before I know it, it's been almost half a year since I came out.

The next day, when Hanxi and Hua Mi'er had breakfast together, Hanxi told Hua Mi'er what he thought.

Hua Mi'er also felt that she should go back to the academy to practice well, this trip, Hua Mi'er was also hit hard, Han Xi was three years younger than herself, but if it wasn't for Han Xi to kill three people in a row, maybe she would have died, looking at Han Xi's martial arts cultivation is much higher than herself, she only has a cultivation realm, but her martial arts cultivation can't keep up, and she was indeed a little arrogant before.

The cultivation resources of the Heavenly Dao Academy will only be more abundant than those of the Qingwu Academy.

Originally, Hua Mi'er was going to train with Han Xi for a while, but since Han Xi was going back to the academy, Hua Mi'er also felt that she would go back to the academy to concentrate on cultivation.

The two of them came to the blacksmith workshop where the flying knife was customized in the cold evening, and the two of them seemed to be a little depressed because of each other, although the two people had not known each other for a long time, but they did have two fateful friendships, and the two of them had formed a deep relationship in this short period of time.

Seeing the arrival of the cold night and the flowers, Zhudawei came over from afar. Taking the two of them to the inner room, Zhu Dawei opened a delicate box, revealing two neat rows of beautifully crafted flying knives.

Han Xi picked up a flying knife and weighed it, weighing about five catties, the size is just right, the workmanship is fine, and the flying knife made of stainless steel in later generations is not inferior.

As far as the level of ordinary iron-making is concerned, this world is too different from the previous life, but the level of the early feudal society, but after the refinement and sublimation of the craftsmen of this world, the forged treasure soldiers have reached the level of stainless steel, and the top treasure soldiers are extremely high-end skills in later generations.

Hua Mi'er also picked up one of the flying knives and waved it with her hand, making a slight pleasant wind sound.

It's not that Hua Mi'er hasn't used throwing knives. On the contrary, she has also practiced flying knives, and she can clearly feel that the flying knives in her hands are very beautiful in terms of weight, size, and workmanship, which are far from being comparable to the flying knives she practiced hunting before.

Hua Mi'er felt that if she had such a set of flying knives earlier, the previous battle would not be so embarrassing, and she couldn't put it down when she played with the flying knives in her hand.

Seeing that Hua Mi'er liked the flying knives he designed very much, Han Xi smiled, looking at the twelve flying knives neatly placed in front of him, two more than he expected, he smiled and said to Hua Mi'er: I'll give you six knives, six of these flying knives are enough to use. I'll draw you a copy of the drawings later, so you can go back and find a craftsman to build some more spare.

In fact, a set of six knives is enough for a set, but people who use throwing knives usually prepare more knives for backup, because knives against enemies will inevitably be lost. If it weren't for the lack of materials for Zhu Dawei, Han Xi would also be ready to make thirty such flying knives, and in that case, he would be able to retreat with his whole body against hundreds of martial artists.

If it was just this way, Hanxi had also encountered helplessness, before encountering a group of warriors slaughtering a village, the old and weak, women and children did not let go, but because the other party had one or two hundred people, including many masters of the martial arts triple heaven and martial arts quadruple heaven, Hanxi could only watch the other party kill a powerless civilian under his nose, and he could only turn around and leave.

Although the warriors are above ordinary people, they are still very afraid of the army, and they are unwilling to confront the army head-on.

When Han Xi handed over the drawn drawings and six flying knives to Hua Mi'er, Hua Mi'er's big eyes were already flashing with crystal tears, and Hua Mi'er was still very ignorant of the relationship between men and women, but she had regarded Han Xi as her most detached, trusted, and trustworthy person.

For Hanxi, for a beautiful woman like Hua Mi'er, the two of them have experienced life and death, although they can't talk about love, but they are also full of love in their hearts, and they can't say anything in their hearts.

The two of them reluctantly said goodbye, and Hua Mi'er finally took the lead in boarding the An Yun car to Tiandao Academy, An Yun'er was speeding on the road, and Hua Mi'er leaned against the car window and looked at the cold sunset from afar.

The distant cold night also kept saying goodbye to Hua Mi'er, until An Yunche disappeared from view, and Han Xi boarded the carriage back to Jingjiang Mansion.

The line is re-lined, and the king is separated.

More than 10,000 miles apart, each at the end of the world.

The road is blocked and long, and the meeting is safe?