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The long sword of the old man of the Wudang Sect was already wrapped in Huo Huo's sword light, but Han Li was not afraid, and blasted towards the middle of the Taiji Diagram with a punch, the fierce cold air mixed with the strength of the fist directly tore apart the Taiji Diagram, and with a loud "bang", the long sword in the old man's hand was bent by the beating, and the huge force shook him backwards, but this moment was a flaw. A snow-bright sword light flashed, like a flash of lightning in the dark night, so fast that it was incomprehensible, and with a "poof", a huge knife mark slashed through the chest of the old man of Wudang, if Han Li hadn't stopped at the last moment, this knife would have allowed him to return to the sky.

A series of accidents happened in this short breath, and one person lost his combat effectiveness in just two moves. This kind of strength has already surpassed the innate realm, or it can also be called a half-step transformation realm.

The defeat of the old man of Wudang caused the offensive of the three to collapse in an instant. With a knife qi in his hand, the strength of the painting without wind was extinguished, and as soon as the cold moon blade turned, it rushed towards the Emei woman on the side, and the terrifying speed brought a sonic boom, and only the woman in the field was more troublesome for him to control the magic weapon. An inexplicable look flashed in the Emei woman's eyes, and the lotus step moved slightly, and her body was like the crane in the clouds, wanting to escape Han Li's pursuit, the crescent blade continued to slash towards Han Li under her command, trying to hold him back.

"Everyone, if you don't make any more moves, the slave family will go back to Emei first!" the woman threatened. Her entire combat power was all on the magic weapon crescent blade, and she would hardly have the power to resist if she was close to someone like Han Li who was decisive.

"Bang" accelerated, the hard bluestone floor under his feet was trampled into powder, Han Li's speed was three points faster, and the scattered soul finger force pointed out by the painting without wind slashed across his cheek, but it couldn't stop him in the slightest, the woman of the Emei faction was a few feet away in front, and the crescent blade was tightly circling around her. The long knife slashed out, and a killing knife qi rushed towards the woman, at this moment, Han Li felt his scalp tingle, the hairs on his whole body stood up, and the vigilance cultivated by countless fights made him almost instinctively tilt his head over, an inaudible sound came from his ears, followed by a stinging pain, an inch-long knife mark slashed through the right side of his face, if he didn't deviate his head just now, this knife should have stabbed his neck.

"Boom"

An eerie laugh rang out, and behind Han Li, a thin old man dressed in black was holding a dagger with a few drops of blood on it. A pair of triangular eyes stared at Han Li as if they were looking at their prey.

Han Li slowly stood up, holding the four-foot-long Cold Moon Knife in one hand and said solemnly, "The Heavenly Demon Sect master is really powerful, he can actually hide my perception!" If it hadn't been for the sudden vigilance in his heart just now that saved his life, he might have died.

A pair of sword eyes swept around, the old man of Wudang had been carried down to heal his injuries, and the woman of the Emei faction was slashed by him with a knife qi, and now it was not a trouble, the middle-aged swordsman of the Shushan Sword Sect was pressed and beaten by Yan Chixia. Now there are only ten people left in Huashan Painting Wufeng, the black-clothed old man of the Heavenly Demon Sect, and the masters of the Western Regions Mingwang Sect and several other sects.

"Hmph, let's come together!" The long knife pointed horizontally, and a momentum rushed into the sky, the knife is the courage of a hundred soldiers, and the swordsman must have an unrivaled momentum in order to become a real sword master, the cold moon in his hand is a burst of soft sounds, as if he is eager to fight, the long knife has a spirit, and the Lord is concentric.

Although everyone was his opponent and enemy at the moment, he was still impressed by his peerless posture, and there was only one thought in everyone's hearts at this moment: "Defeat him, or you will be a giant again." ”

"Boom"

"Hmph"

"Offended!"

The people of the Heavenly Demon Sect, the Huashan Sect, and the Ming King Sect took the lead in making a move, and the rest of the people also drew their weapons and surrounded them, if they still had the intention of playing soy sauce before, then they had to make a move now, they didn't forget, if they were defeated, they would be imprisoned in the Six Doors Prison by Han Li, a madman. Yes, in their eyes, Han Li was a naked madman, with their identity, where was he not admired, but it was a pity that when he met Han Li, a madman, he couldn't beat him, and in terms of morality in the rivers and lakes, he still had a reputation as a righteous hero.

For a moment, finger strength, sword energy, fist strength, and palm wind overwhelmingly surged towards Han Li.

"Haha, it's good to come, look at my sword technique!" Han Li jumped up, and his body appeared in the air ten zhang high. The cold moon was held high, and the three-zhang long sword qi permeated the knife, and the terrifying knife momentum was overwhelming in all directions.

"Chop" was like opening the heavens and the earth, the three-zhang long knife qi was cut out, and even the air was cut out of a vacuum, and the terrifying sound spread to the surroundings. Those fist strengths, finger strengths, sword qi, and palm wind encountered Han Li's sword qi, and they were annihilated without accident.

"Bang"

"Bang"

"Bang"

A series of explosions, smoke and dust in the sky, and a three-foot-deep ravine stretched out dozens of feet away, and the terrifying power made those who caught it stunned. The Emei woman was even more afraid, and secretly regretted why she had come to mix in the troubled waters today and provoke such an enemy.

When the smoke and dust cleared, the ten men were all gray-faced, and their clothes were in tatters, like beggars. It's just that none of them were seriously injured, and although Han Li's sword qi was powerful, it wasn't completely powerless for the ten people to resist together.

"Pop" Han Li's body fell, he staggered a few steps before he stabilized, his face was even more pale, as if he had just recovered from a serious illness, just now he was able to slash out this groundbreaking sword qi was definitely a super-level exertion, and the internal force of his body was even more drained by eighty percent.

How can the Ten People Who Painted Wufeng let go of this rare opportunity, if they don't make a move now, will they still wait for him to recover and fight slowly?

"Poof" His Soul Scattering Finger Power passed directly through Han Li's chest, and blood gushed out from a thumb-sized wound, staining the ground red.

"Haha, he has no strength, let's go!"

"Haha, finally got him done!"

Yan Chixia on the other side wanted to come to the rescue, but was dragged by the middle-aged swordsman of the Shushan Sword Sect.

"Hmph, a bunch of gutless bandits!" Han Liqiang stood up, a pair of tiger eyes looking at them without fear at the painting Wufeng who rushed over.

He still has the final hole cards that are useless.