Han Zixie saw that the black-clothed young man Fu Xiusheng's heart exploded with anger, and the scenes that had been chased and killed by him involuntarily came to his mind. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

It was that he had never experienced pain before, and he thought of the pain when he was pierced through the abdomen by an iron needle from the big man, and the pain of grief when he was hunted down, which was a despair that he never wanted to experience again in his life.

He can't take care of others, and if he doesn't break this matter, his heart will not go well, and it will even affect his future cultivation and let his cultivation stop.

His expression was cold, his body cultivation exploded in an all-round way, the surrounding fog rolled upside down, and a momentum rose from him, and he was seen by Feng Qianmu, his expression was suspicious, although he didn't know why Han Zixie was like this, but he was a little surprised by Han Zixie's cultivation that broke out at this moment.

And everyone else looked at Han Zixie, looking inexplicable, and then everyone's eyes shrank, especially Mi Ji, he was even more shocked, at this moment, Han Zixie has reached the point where he has to face it squarely.

"Han Zixie, what's wrong with him?"

"It's... Is that him?"

"When did his cultivation become so profound? Could it be that he had been hiding it all the time when he was in the village?"

It also happened to be at this time that a group of people from Lingyin Village came over, frightened with the momentum of the outburst, and some people were even frightened.

"Han Zixie, his cultivation..."Ouyang Luxing looked at Han Zixie with a surprised expression.

With his feet stomped on the ground, the ground shattered, and Han Zixie's body turned into an afterimage and went straight to Fu Xiusheng.

The afterimage was formed by Han Zixie and Feiying alternately, although there was no murderous intent in his eyes, his face was covered with frost, and a small sword flashed out in his hand, pointing directly at Fu Shengxiu.

Fu Xiusheng stood on the top of the reeds, watching from a distance, he never thought that he would be discovered, so he kept a cold look, and did not have the slightest vigilance.

When he found Han Zixie who was coming quickly with a monstrous momentum, Han Zixie was already approaching!

"Ahh

"Aren't you dead?" Fu Xiusheng's face was incredulous, his body just instinctively retreated, and his heart was shaken by the sudden appearance of Han Zixie, and a crisis rose in his heart.

"Hmph, Uncle Ben, I shouldn't die!" Han Zixie's little sword roared, pointing directly at Fu Xiusheng's lower abdomen.

At the critical juncture, Fu Xiusheng's wings were retracted, and he directly wrapped his whole body, and when Han Zixie's little sword was about to stab him, he was just blocked by his wings.

Bite!

Han Zixie's little sword touched Fu Xiusheng's wings and actually made a sound of steel colliding, the small sword was directly bounced away, Han Zixie's face was shocked, he didn't care about the little sword, the power of fire in the blood flowed, his fist was red, and a punch was blasted out.

With a bang, Fu Xiusheng's whole body shook, and his body was like a meteorite, which was bombarded to the ground by Han Zixie from the air, smashing out a deep pit.

And Han Zixie was also shocked all over his body, his body was rebounded and retreated, and even he heard the sound of his hand bones shattering, his right hand was numb for a while, there was a feeling of pain, and his little face was shocked.

"What kind of wings are they, so hard?"

It was Feng Qianmu and Dong Yurou who rushed over, and Ouyang Song was also behind him, Feng Qianmu helped Han Zixiu in the air, and Han Zixiu didn't fall.

"The half month I have been missing is due to him. Han Zixie looked at Fu Xiusheng, who was wrapped in wings on the ground and looked like a cloth ball, and said.

Feng Qianmu's body slowly descended to the ground, and a group of young people also ran over, and then looked at Fu Xiusheng.

Fu Xiusheng's wings slowly spread, wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth with his sleeve, and looked at Han Zixiu with an ugly face.

"I didn't expect that in just half a month, your cultivation has improved so much. Fu Xiusheng was a little frightened, he had absolute confidence in his defense, even a person in the early stage of a monk could not beat himself like this.

The more he knew this, the more shocked he was at Han Zixie, Han Zixie's cultivation clearly did not reach the realm of a monk, but he was able to shake his defenses, how could his heart not be shocked!

"And that's not all. Han Zixie rushed out again, and the shadows on his body kept flying.

Li Fan originally wanted to help, but was stopped by Feng Qianmu.

"Let him go on his own, otherwise it will affect his state of mind. Feng Qianmu looked through Han Zixie's eyes, and he could roughly guess that Han Zixie's disappearance must have had a profound impact on Han Zixie.

When Fu Xiusheng saw Feng Qianmu's actions, his heart was secretly relieved, but he did not relax his vigilance, his wings spread, and a meteor hammer with an iron chain appeared in his hand.

The black-clothed young man flew out of the pit, and he fought with Han Zixie, Han Zixie's small sword was made by him and returned to his hand, but while he was fighting, Han Zixie found that the more Fu Xiusheng fought, the more aggrieved he became.

Fu Xiusheng's wings are almost like a turtle shell, and there is a meteor hammer in his hand, which can be attacked and defended, and there are no dead ends on Zhou's body.

I couldn't help but regret a little in my heart that I hadn't replaced the sword forged by Lingyin in the Hundred Treasure Pavilion, and I felt bitter when I thought that I didn't even have a weapon that I could use.

There was no way, Han Zixie could only distance himself from Fu Xiusheng, his right hand trembled a little, he thought that he would be able to be ashamed this time, but he didn't expect that he still underestimated him.

"What? Donkey skills are exhausted? Then it's my turn. Fu Xiusheng's eyes glowed with a ghostly light, flapping his wings and staying in the air, like a fallen mortal angel, looking at Han Zixi coldly.

"The Art of Black Poison Wind. His wings slowly stretched back, and the air swirled and turned black.

"It's another trick. Han Zixie was a little vigilant, after all, he had lingering fears about Fu Xiusheng's technique, but he was eager to try it in his heart.

"The art of red fire refining. Han Zixi shook his small hand, pointed in front of his mouth, and his feet were in a lunge, and a red flame blew out of his mouth.

Between the roar of the black wind, there seems to be condensation, as if a black eagle is about to be born from the black wind, but it should be that the cultivation cannot be reached, but it has a little rudiment.

"Transformation into a transformation?" Several people watching on the side were shocked, and Feng Qianmumu's eyes flashed.

In the realm of the little monk, he can perform the magic transformation into the shape, and Feng Qianmu knows only a few people, all of whom are people who can achieve the great realm, and the future is limitless.

In Xianyin Village, among Han Zixie's generation, Feng Qianmu has only seen two people who can achieve transformation in the realm of little monks, and one of them is Mi Qianding.

Although Fu Xiusheng's Black Poison Wind Technique was only in its infancy, it still made Mi Xuan's eyes suspicious.

Although everyone was surprised by Han Zixie's Red Fire Refining Technique, this surprise came from the fact that Han Zixie actually knew how to use the technique?

The red flame blown out by Han Zixie exuded high temperature, although the power was not bad, but in the eyes of everyone, compared with Fu Xiusheng's rudimentary black poison wind technique, the gap was obvious, and he could even see the scene of Han Zixie's next defeat and extinguishment.

The two of them touched in an instant, rolling up a wave of qi, and there was a crackling sound, and at the moment when Han Zixie's red flame touched Fu Xiusheng's black poisonous wind, a wail came out of the black poisonous wind.

The sudden change made the eyes of the group of people next to him widen, and the cry was like an unbearable bird fire, and the rudimentary black shadow in Fu Xiusheng's spell distorted and dissipated.

Han Zixie didn't expect his Red Fire Refining Technique to be so powerful, and his heart was excited, and he immediately increased his firepower, and the flames that were blown out were suddenly great.

This day is really powerful!

The red flame was unstoppable, bursting out with a scorching heat, directly evaporating Fu Xiusheng's black wind, and a red fireball several feet huge was blowing straight towards Fu Xiusheng.

"Impossible!" Fu Xiusheng's face changed drastically, and he opened his mouth in shock, so he had to wrap his body with his wings to block it.

"Oh my God, this—" The girls were in an uproar.

"What kind of fire is this?" Feng Qianmu had already thought that the red fire that Han Zixi blew out was quite extraordinary, and there was thought in his eyes.

Mi Yan's face was grim, his fists were clenched, and he clicked, looking at Han Zixie, there was no longer the same kind of ignorance as before, and there was a faint trace of dissatisfaction.

Fu Xiusheng's wings were burning, wrapping his body, like a fireball in mid-air, and black smoke rose into the sky.

Fu Xiusheng slowly spread his wings, like a pair of flame wings, and when his wings unfolded, there was actually a sound of Ding Lingdang, and he looked at Han Zixie sweating profusely.

In the eyes of Han Zixie and the others, Fu Xiusheng's burning wings were scattered with flying ashes, and when the white cloth in which he wrapped his wings was burned clean, everyone couldn't help but gasp when they saw it.

In Han Zixie's vibration, Fu Xiusheng's wings were fully expanded, this was a pair of silver-white wings like metal wings, each feather was glowing with cold light, extremely sharp, and the sound of metal rubbing kept coming out.

"No wonder, I just said why are his wings so hard, they are originally made of steel?" Han Zixie's face was stunned, seeing the steel-like wings, Han Zixie felt that his hand seemed to hurt even more.

"Hahaha, very good, among the same level, my Fu Xiusheng has not met anyone who can force my Xuangang Wings out, you are the first, but I don't know, can you receive this attack from me. Fu Xiusheng suddenly laughed, and the Xuangang wings stretched upward, making a sound of steel staggering.

Above Fu Xiusheng's Xuangang wings, the air began to twist, and the dazzling silver light shone.

"Xuan Yu kills. Fu Xiusheng's eyes were full of murderous intent, and around his body, near the Xuangang wings, feathers like flying knives transformed, turning into countless and shooting out, with killing intent, like a broken bamboo.

Han Zixie was short of breath, and he couldn't find a way to deal with it for a while, so he could only use the Shadow Soaring Technique, and countless flying shadows flew out of his body, and he used his own flying shadows to resist.

The steel feather directly penetrated and collapsed Han Zixie's flying shadow without hindrance, Han Zixie's flying shadow couldn't resist at all, and it saw that Han Zixie was about to be killed by the overwhelming steel feather!

Han Zixie's mind was in turmoil!