The sun had set after the academy, the pedestrians on the street were gradually thinning, and the children of the nobles in the same class were also surrounded by servants and boarded the luxurious carriages. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info Hanyuan packed up his things and walked slowly down the alley alone.

He had already rented a small courtyard with the remaining silver taels, the house was not large, and the location was a little remote, but it was quiet and elegant. This is conducive to Hanyuan's cultivation and study, and at the same time.... It's also good for something shady, isn't it?

Han Yuan walked to the door and paused, then pushed the door open.

In the next second, three silver-light awe-inspiring knives spun rapidly and shot straight at them!

These three knives spun in the air at high speed, making a swishing sound of breaking through the air! The knife in the middle pointed directly at the center of Han Yuan's eyebrows, and the angle of the other two was extremely tricky to close all of Han Yuan's escape routes, and no one else could resist such a sudden attack!

Han Yuan's face did not change. He didn't even look at the two knives that shot diagonally from both sides, and as soon as he put his hands on his chest, the whole person turned his body with an extremely dexterous attitude, and he actually avoided this sharp blow just right! At the same time, Han Yuan condensed all the spiritual power of his right arm into his palm, stretched out his right hand and just flicked it lightly, and the knife that went straight to the center of his eyebrows was easily blocked by him, and the power was completely lost.

There was a soft sound of the "bell", and the knife fell to the ground, still trembling slightly. A middle-aged man in brocade clothes in the middle of the room put down his hand, slowly got up, and looked at Han Yuan with an ugly face.

The previous sneak attack was simply pediatric for Han Yuan, who had been fighting in the poison cave for more than a year. But the middle-aged man in front of him made him more vigilant, and the spiritual power surging up and down his body, and the bone blade slid silently into his hand, ready for battle.

There is no other reason, this is a monk, a monk who cultivates qi at the ninth level!

The poisonous demon beast that cultivated the strength of the ninth layer of qi, Han Yuan killed a lot, but fighting against the monk was the first time in the world. Unlike those demon beasts that have no brains and only know how to rush and kill, intelligent people are undoubtedly more difficult to deal with. The middle-aged man in front of him cultivated to a higher level than Han Yuan, and he didn't know what kind of means he had, how could he not be vigilant?

Han Yuan was vigilant, and Liu Yuan's heart was even more surprised.

His three flying knives were just a temptation, although they penetrated the aura, they were just ordinary knives in the world, and he didn't expect to be able to solve a monk with this little trick. A monk is a monk, even if it is only the lowest level of Qi training, it is an existence that is completely beyond the secular martial arts. However, Han Yuan was able to deal with his sneak attack so easily, which still surprised Liu Yuan, and he didn't dare to underestimate the young man in front of him anymore.

In Liu Yuan's imagination, the Han Yuan he was going to deal with should be a hairy boy who had just entered the cultivation gate at the second or third level, and had never even experienced a few battles when he first entered the cultivation gate. Although this flying knife can't kill him, how can it make him unprepared and embarrassed.

What is this in front of him? Although the young man with cold eyes still has a bit of childishness on his face, and his spiritual power is full of protection, he doesn't know how many battles he has gone through to develop such a habit! What shocked Liu Yuan even more was that the opponent in front of him was already the eighth layer of qi training!

Below the third level of Qi training, it is just a little more strength than mortals, and there is no need to pay attention to it at all. However, the eighth layer of Qi cultivation is different, only one level lower than his own cultivation, and the fighting method is really variable. Liu Yuan chuckled in his heart, and couldn't help but regret agreeing to Luo Shifeng.

However, now that he is ready to fly, he has to send it! What's more, he is not one of those Qi cultivators who has a casual cultivation background, and he has also had a lot of means of cultivating over the years, can he still be afraid of a teenage boy? Besides, the risks are high, and the rewards are often much richer, looking at this kid's ability, there should be a lot of good things on him, and he can't lose it!

Liu Yuan's face was gloomy, but he laughed when he opened his mouth: "Good ability! At your age, it's really good." It's a pity that you're still too young!"

I saw Liu Yuanyi raise his hand, his fingertips flashed non-stop, and his hands quickly typed out a few runes like butterflies piercing flowers, so fast that Han Yuan didn't have time to stop it: "Winding Technique! Swamp Technique!"

Han Yuan was startled and quickly retreated, but it was too late. Almost in the blink of an eye, the ground beneath my feet suddenly softened and turned into a muddy field. Not only that, but in the blink of an eye, four or five vines as thick as an arm burst out from the ground, tying Han Yuan to a strong knot!

Han Yuan was taken aback, his spiritual power exploded, and the originally hidden muscles also erupted wildly, intending to break free from the shackles of this vine. However, this technique was only used by Liu Yuan with the intention of a quick battle, even with Liu Yuan's strength of the ninth layer of Qi cultivation, he couldn't use it a few times, where was it so easy to get rid of? Rao is Han Yuan used up all his strength, and only one thick/strong vine was broken, and he still couldn't move.

Liu Yuan laughed three times, although it was a little tiring for him to cast two spells in a row, but the effect was there! This kid in front of him was really self-taught, and he didn't even understand this lowest-level small five-element spell in the cultivation realm, it seemed that he was worried in vain just now. Seeing that Han Yuan lowered his head slightly and seemed to have given up struggling, Liu Yuan couldn't help but feel even more proud, and walked in front of him with his head held high.

Suddenly, a white light leaped out of Han Yuan's bound hand, and in just a moment, the seemingly incomparably strong vines shattered one after another!

Liu Yuan's face changed greatly!

Han Yuan sneered, bullied up, the bone blade in his hand slid through his fingertips, and slashed at Liu Yuan mercilessly in front of him!

However, unexpectedly, only listening to the sound of the "bell", the bone blade, which had always been indestructible, was blocked by a spiritual shield that appeared out of thin air. Han Yuan was startled, and he didn't dare to fight, so he quickly retreated, but let Liu Yuan, who intended to fight back, pounce.

This is the magic of the cultivators?

The first blow failed to succeed, and Han Yuan was a little disappointed, but more still amazed. In the inheritance of the poisonous seed, there is only the method of practicing qi and refining the body, but there is no means of attack. Maybe it's because his realm is too low, and the inheritance of the poison seed doesn't bother to record those low-level spells at all! This also makes him cultivate so far, except for the Ganlin Technique and Dust Removal Technique that he learned in Yaoshan, he can't use any spells.

Sure enough, the cultivator's methods are far from being comparable to the demon beasts of the same realm! You must know that after more than a year of fighting, Han Yuan's combat experience can be described as extremely rich, and the ordinary ninth-layer poison of Qi cultivation cannot last for three rounds under his hands. Unexpectedly, as soon as he fought with this strange monk, he suffered a small loss.

However, after being on guard, it was even more difficult to hurt him with spells. This kind of aura is really good to turn into a shield, but I don't know how long it can be protected?

Thinking about it so far, Han Yuan no longer blindly fought with Liu Yuan, but just attacked unhurriedly around him, and made up his mind to exhaust Liu Yuan's spiritual power!

His combat experience can be described as incomparable, where is Liu Yuan, who has barely fought in a pampered and well-pampered city, can be compared? With the passage of time, Liu Yuan's counterattacks were easily defused by Han Yuan again and again, and both spiritual power and physical strength were greatly lost. Finally, nearly half of the incense stick passed, and the spiritual power shield "clicked" softly, randomly turned into fragments in the sky, and completely disappeared in front of the eyes of the two!

Seeing that the white bone blade on Han Yuan's fingertips was flashing with a cold light, and it would pierce his throat in the next moment, Liu Yuan had to take out his hole cards even if he regretted coming to Han Yuan for trouble!

"Boy, you forced me!"

Liu Yuan's face twisted with pain and fear, revealing a hideous smile. Han Yuan sighed in his heart, not daring to delay for half a minute, and the bone blade hit Liu Yuan's throat as fast as lightning.

However, his offensive still came too late, Liu Yuan had already taken out a small fan from his arms, and he actually blocked Han Yuan's bone blade again!

This round fan is not big, and the handle of the fan is made of black jade, but it can be docked with the bone blade of Han Yuan without any damage, and it is obviously not a worldly thing. The fan is not painted with landscapes, flowers and birds, but seven ink blots arranged in the shape of the Big Dipper, and a grimace with green fangs faintly reveals behind it.

This fan is Liu Yuan's hole card, and it is also the greatest wealth in his hands after cultivating for so many years -- a low-grade magic weapon, a seven-star ghost summoning fan! Although it is only a low-grade magic weapon, it is also a rare treasure for these low-level cultivators. Ordinary low-level casual cultivation exhausts their life savings, and they may not be able to get such a treasure. That is, Liu Yuan was also a disciple of the sect before he went down the mountain, so he could take it out.

The inferior magic weapon is naturally extraordinary! Liu Yuan gently waved the seven-star ghost fan, and a gust of yin wind blew out of thin air. The originally simple and warm room suddenly changed its appearance, and the ground was dripping with blood, full of dark and strange feelings. The ghost in the wind cried for a while, and turned into a green-faced and fanged ghost head, opened its bloody mouth and bit towards the cold abyss!

If ordinary people see this scene, they must be horrified, no matter how calm a person is, he will react two beats slower, and be bitten off by the ghost.

It's a pity that Liu Yuan is facing a cold abyss. He grew up on the Han family's medicine mountain, and he had seen a lot of evil spirits that had been refined by the Han family, and he was also used to seeing medicine slaves who died miserably, so how could he be moved by this vision? Not to mention that in the previous year in the poison cave, Han Yuan had not been less poisoned by hallucinations, and he had long been familiar with it. The illusion caused by this magic weapon really made his mind shake for a moment, and he didn't have the ability to shake his mind for a moment.

"It's not worth mentioning!" Although Han Yuan said this, his face was still extremely vigilant, and he did not relax at all. This is the first time Han Yuan has seen such a special magic weapon, where can he dare to underestimate the enemy? He has always been a cautious person, but he doesn't want to test the power of the magic weapon with his own body.

A magic weapon is a magic weapon, even if Liu Yuan uses spiritual power to manipulate it, it is still a dead thing. What's more, Liu Yuan hadn't fought for many years, so he couldn't command like his arm at all, how could he be as flexible as Han Yuan? Han Yuan poured spiritual power into his hands/legs, and his body jumped up to the side, not intending to take the grimace's attack hard, but to take Liu Yuan's head with a false shot!

This time, Liu Yuan was immediately scared into a cold sweat!

The power of that bone blade, Liu Yuan didn't want to try. Although his body is a little harder than that of mortals, it is just a little. It's okay to smash a stone at it, but if you are hit by a weapon like this that is as sharp as clay, there will only be a different end. Thinking about this, Liu Yuan didn't dare to keep it anymore, and bit the tip of his tongue and squirted a mouthful of blood on the fan, making the grimace double in size, and biting the cold abyss again around the bend.

Even though Hanbuchi narrowly avoided most of the attacks, his left leg was caught up by the grimace, and the small/leg tore off a long strip of flesh, and even a little bit of Sensen's white bone was exposed at his ankle. Rao is Han Yuan has a tough heart, and he was also twisted by the sharp pain in his legs, and the attack in his hand was slowed down, and Liu Yuan took the opportunity to dodge it.

But that's it!

Before the grimace attacked again, Han Yuan had completely widened the distance between the two, his body was still falling in the air, and his right hand had silently put on the back of Liu Yuan's neck! And in his palm, the thin bone blade was tightly attached to the skin of Liu Yuan's neck, exuding a slight chill.

In the next second, the grimace caught up with Han Yuan again. However, he only used his right hand slightly, and unceremoniously pushed Liu Yuan in front of the grimace, blocking the bloody mouth for him!

Liu Yuan was so frightened that his soul was gone. There is no difference between the enemy and the enemy in this magic weapon, if he touches it for a moment, the grimace with no wisdom at all will inevitably bite off his neck!

When people are at the moment of life and death, they will naturally make the most instinctive actions for survival. Liu Yuan's hands danced, and he struck out several runes one after another at a speed that almost surpassed the limit of human beings, and Han Yuan was dazzled by it. As he moved, a little black light lit up on the fan, and the grimace finally slowly dissipated.

At this time, Liu Yuan was less than an inch away from the grimace. His hands were hanging weakly due to overdraft, and he realized that he was already sweating, and even his legs were trembling slightly. Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, there was a chill on the back of his neck, which made Liu Yuan's hand tremble, and even the seven-star ghost fan fell to the ground.

He smiled bitterly and said with some trembling: "I... I admit it, and my son spares his life. ”