"This"

"How so?"

Han Qifeng looked incredulous when he saw his magic weapon bronze mirror shattered into powder like this. The fastest update

This ancient bronze mirror, which he had obtained in a secret realm, was extremely powerful, almost comparable to a Jindan period monk, how could it be broken so easily?

Is it difficult for you to dream?

He's certainly not dreaming!

The next moment, Lin Xiuran's return to the mirror was shining again, shining towards him, and the black qi around him was sizzling.

The silver light in the splash was like a flying sword, cutting away the black qi of his demonic blood skill one by one.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Han Qifeng immediately woke up, recalled the golden flying sword, and was about to flee back.

At the beginning, he had already exhausted his hole cards, and the quaint bronze mirror was his biggest hole card.

But now, his quaint bronze mirror, just a photo, was smashed by that splash, how could he not escape?

Han Qifeng stepped on the flying sword and was about to run away.

It's a pity that Lin Xiuran will never give him such a chance.

On the big lake, several water mirrors like the unified mirrors in front of Lin Xiuran suddenly stood up, as if four walls had been built, blocking Han Qifeng's way and surrounding him at once.

Their power is not inferior to this piece in front of Lin Xiuran at all.

After a flash of silver light, the black qi on Han Qifeng's body was destroyed again, becoming extremely thin.

His green clothes have also become tattered, his face is full of scars, and the corners of his mouth are constantly oozing blood.

Han Qifeng, who was once high and invincible, was already embarrassed at this moment.

"You...... Who are you? You are not Lin Xiuran, you ...... You were sent by the Immortal Court to kill me!"

Han Qifeng would never believe that the person in front of him who was so strong would be Lin Xiuran, who had only been in the Immortal Court for five years.

But then, he shook his head desperately.

"Impossible, impossible, no one in the Immortal Court knows that I have cultivated the Demon Blood Skill, otherwise, as early as when I was still in the Immortal Court World, someone would have already done it to me, impossible. ”

Han Qifeng fell into deep suspicion.

He's already a little crazy.

He wanted to escape, but he was trapped by the four-sided mirror and couldn't escape.

And Lin Xiuran didn't answer any of his questions, just smiled at him contemptuously, watching him dying and struggling, watching him lose his vitality little by little in the silver light of his own mirror.

"Whew!Whew!"

The silver light was like a flying sword dao, killing the black qi around Han Qifeng's body, and while constantly scratching his body.

"Ahh

In the mirror, Han Qifeng screamed again and again.

Under the silver light, his green shirt was already tattered and empty, and under the outpouring of blood and qi, he had turned into a bloody man.

"Lin Xiuran, the boy of the Lin family, you ...... You can't kill me!"

Han Qifeng wailed in the Unified Mirror: "My Jinling Han family is different from your Lin family, my Jinling Han family is in the Immortal Court, in addition to me, there is also a Jindan elder, if you kill me, he will definitely not let you go." ”

"Huh"

Lin Xiuran couldn't help but laugh contemptuously.

This is really a big one, a big one, a big one, and an old one, and the whole family is together.

"Why are you laughing, what I said is true, I, Han Li, the Jindan elder of the Jinling Han family, am famous in the Immortal Court, you should have heard of his reputation. ”

"Han Qifeng, what am I laughing at? Heh, I just want to ask, you cultivate that demonic blood skill that everyone can get and be punished, your ancestor, really dare to withstand such a big thunder, can't you save you?"

Lin Xiuran laughed contemptuously again.

"Kid of the Lin family, if you kill me, my soul will be destroyed, what evidence do you have to prove that I have cultivated the Demon Blood Skill? Based on your words alone, do you really think that my Han Li Ancestor will believe you? Do you really think that the people of the Immortal Court will believe you?"

The silver light was even brighter, and Han Qifeng screamed even more miserably in the Unified Mirror.

"Ahh ”

"Do you really dare to bear the wrath of a Jindan monk?"

"Do you really think you have what it takes to deal with a Jindan monk?"

"Lin family boy, you don't want to lose both sides and end up together, so you quickly let me go, between us, there has been no such thing. I don't take away your position as the head of the Ningtang Lin family, and you can also go to the Immortal Court to have a good time, how about it?"

Han Qifeng in the unified mirror, his body has long disappeared, and his soul is gradually disappearing, like a firefly, but there is a ball of origin left.

Lin Xiuran listened to his words, but he just shook his head, smiled, and said, "When you say that, you remind me." ”

Lin Xiuran said, and suddenly removed the Unified Mirror.

But then, the demon rope in his hand that had just been knocked down by the ancient bronze mirror flew towards Han Qifeng again.

Just hearing a "boom", the demon rope tied up Han Qifeng's group of divine soul origin, making him unable to move.

"What did it remind you?"

"You don't have any ability to resist at all now, but you are pinched by me, I can take you back to the Immortal Court and prove your innocence, is this the best way for you to say this? You say this, do you dare to protect you? I'm afraid that the first one to stand up and kill you is the Han Li Ancestor of your family!"

"You...... You ......"

Han Qifeng: "You" is half over, and there is no reason to come.

The origin of that group of divine souls was a little depressed.

"But"

Lin Xiuran didn't know why, but he changed the conversation.

When Han Qifeng heard this sentence of "but", he had a spirit in his mind.

Yes, things are still turning around.

Since you can't know it as "powerful", then you can know it for profit.

He is an immortal cultivator who has just entered the Immortal Court for five years, and he must not have many resources, and his "but" must be to ask for benefits from himself, so that he will let himself go.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but frown, and said: "Don't worry, I have been in the Immortal Court for many years, and I have a lot of savings, as long as you are willing to let me go, I will give you all my things, those things are enough for you to consume for a hundred years!"

As soon as Lin Xiuran heard what he said, he knew that he had misunderstood what he meant.

He shook his head again and said, "Actually, you misunderstood what I meant, I just wanted to say, but, take you back to the fairy court, it's too troublesome, it's too beautiful, it really bothers me and the two ladies, I might as well be here and kill you!"

"You...... You ......"

Han Qifeng's divine soul origin began to tremble again, and the original joy disappeared.

"You...... You're crazy! If you kill me like this, aren't you afraid that my Han Li Ancestor will kill you? Lin family child, don't you have no one in your eyes!"

"I just want no one in my sights!"

Lin Xiuran looked at the swarthy black qi in front of him, full of disgust.

Here, I wonder how many innocent lives have been killed, and how many innocent souls have been sacrificed?

If he doesn't kill him, his thoughts will not be clear!

"Buzz, buzz!"

The blue and black falling flower sword buzzed on Lin Xiuran's shoulder, ready to attack at any time!

"You...... You're crazy!"

Han Qifeng was hysterical.

"Hmph! stubborn, self-inflicted. Drop the flower sword, destroy it for me!"

"Huh"

As soon as Lin Xiuran's words fell, the falling flower sword that was buzzing on his shoulder burst out of the air, and with one sword, it pierced Han Qifeng's divine soul origin.

"Crackling"

The power of thunder and lightning carried by the Falling Flower Sword was like thunder in the sky, with a strong force, scorching the origin of Han Qifeng, which had been blown away.

Every little bit of it will be burned to ashes.

"Sizzle"

As the last trace of black qi also turned into green smoke, the spirit of Han Qifeng, a monk at the peak of foundation building, was finally completely wiped out.

There is no such person as him in this world.

......

On the great lake, only his original golden flying sword remained.

At this moment, this flying sword has no owner, and the golden light is dim, like a mortal soldier.

Lin Xiuran flew in front of the golden flying sword and squeezed it in his hand.

Instinctively, it began to resist, to struggle.

Lin Xiuran frowned, but he just kept casting spells into the golden flying sword.

After a while, it stopped resisting, and circled around Lin Xiuran, extremely well-behaved.

This golden flying sword also became Lin Xiuran's bag.

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