Senior Brother Yun's bloody head rolled to the ground, making the rest of the two factions feel terrified.

Even the highest senior brother who cultivated was buried in this person's hand. There are some remaining disciples, whose cultivation level is no higher than the sixth level of Qi refining, how can they confront the martial cultivation of the God Refining Period?

With the strength of the yellow-faced martial arts cultivator, it was easy to kill less than ten qi refining immortals.

At this moment, a death crisis spread in the hearts of everyone, and their bodies were stiff and cold.

Yang Xiaoqian's face was pale, trembling, helpless and desperate, and Le Feng beside her was full of hatred in her eyes, her hands were clenched, and the mana in her body was condensed, and she had the momentum of seeing death as home.

Only Nie Han stood proudly in place, without a trace of fear in his eyes, but with an astonishing light.

The calmest one is Xu Xuan, who is indifferent on the surface, and his mind is calling for the remnants of his previous life.

"Refining God Triple Martial Cultivation, even if you are seriously injured and your vitality is greatly damaged, your strength is comparable to that of Refining God, it seems that you are in a real crisis. ”

The voice of the remnant of the previous life was also solemn, analyzing the approximate strength of the yellow-faced martial cultivator.

"What are the odds of winning?" Xu Xuan's face was calm, looking directly at the yellow-faced man who was condescending on the big tree, looking down at himself and others, and the real power on the other party's body only made people's hearts tremble.

"Under normal circumstances, you cultivators who refine qi four or five levels, facing such a strong enemy, I'm afraid that you will only be the target of slaughter. However, with you and the sword cultivator surnamed Nie, it can't be measured by common sense, if you people fully cooperate, maybe you still have the strength to fight. ”

The remnant of the previous life gave a criterion of victory.

The power of the first battle!

Xu Xuan took a deep breath, at this moment, everyone is fighting against time, if they delay for a while, more enemies will arrive, and when the time comes, they may face two or three immortal masters in the refining period, or even more powerhouses of the Eastern Family. At that time, what awaits the two factions of Xingyu Mountain will be completely extinct, and there will be no way to survive.

The rest of the disciples are also desperate, everyone can understand this, time is fate!

If you want to survive, unless you can kill that yellow-faced martial cultivator in a short period of time, this is almost an impossible task.

And the yellow-faced Wu Xiu obviously understood this, and admired everyone's wonderful expressions as if watching a play.

"There's only one option. ”

Nie Han took a deep breath, a compelling divine light burst out of his eyes, and turned to stare at Xu Xuan.

There were so many people in the audience, and he was the only one looking at Xu Xuan.

"You, and I, as long as one of them can escape, in a few years, they will definitely be able to destroy the Dongfang family. ”

Nie Han looked at Xu Xuan quietly in a strange and solemn tone.

Xu Xuanneng understood what he meant, he and Nie Han were both people who could not be measured by common sense, and the potential for creation in the future was unlimited, as long as one person survived, he would be able to uproot the Dongfang family in a few years.

But the problem is that they are still in the cradle and have not grown up, and a hard encounter at this time will only put their lives into it.

Therefore, the only option is to ......

"You, or I, can keep one person for a moment to make a living for the other. ”

Nie Han threw out an amazing choice.

Choice, the last choice.

Xu Xuan's heart sank, and he gasped.

In other words, among Nie Han and Xu Xuan, one must be sacrificed!

"Do you dare?"

The fearless divine light in Nie Han's eyes made the night sky eclipsed and made all the remaining disciples tremble.

Xu Xuan was stunned, if he chose to stay, then it would be a certain death, and everything in the world would give up himself......

"Okay, I'll go, you take them away......"

Nie Han unexpectedly had a smile on his face, retracted his gaze, and resolutely walked out of the crowd.

Boom!

A cold silver sword light came out of the sheath, one person and one sword, proudly facing the yellow-faced martial artist who was high above the tree.

The rest of the many Immortal Sect disciples trembled, and one of the Sword Sect disciples even shed tears and shouted, "Senior Brother Nie!"

Staring at that heroic figure, Xu Xuanshen was complicated, and at this moment he finally understood why Nie Han was suitable for sword cultivation and could become an elite or even a hegemon in sword cultivation.

"Let's go!"

Nie Han screamed in surprise, and the magic sword in his hand drew out a brilliant silver star, and rushed towards the yellow-faced martial artist on the big tree: "Xu Xuan, you remember for me, if you can escape alive, your life is given by me, and within a hundred years, the Dongfang family will be destroyed......"

"I also want to fight to the death with Senior Brother Nie. ”

Le Feng's eyes flashed with hatred, and despite Yang Xiaoqian's obstruction, he prepared to fight back.

"Let's go!"

Xu Xuan's eyes were cold, and he slapped him with a wave of his hand, his expression was indifferent, and he shouted, like a stick: "Save your life, everything is possible." ”

He grabbed Yu Qin and led everyone down the mountain.

"How can we leave Senior Brother Nie alone to resist a strong enemy?" The disciple of the Sword Sect was full of shame and a little hesitant.

"Let's go! Whoever twists again, don't blame me for being polite. ”

Xu Xuan's eyes widened, and the terrifying divine light and momentum made everyone's hearts tremble, and an invisible hot breath spread. The disciple of the Sword Sect fought a cold war, did not dare to resist, and hurriedly accelerated down the mountain.

At this moment, Xu Xuan seemed to have become the leader of the remaining disciples of the two factions, and when he unleashed the power of the "potential" of physical cultivation, no one could compete with him at the spiritual level.

At the same time, the other side.

"It's really overwhelming, do you think you can stop me for a moment?"

The yellow-faced Wu Xiu stood proudly on the big tree, looking at Nie Han with a mocking expression.

Can a five-fold sword cultivator of qi refining hurt himself in the slightest?

The yellow-faced Wu Xiu slowly raised a hand and used his true power, intending to kill this person with one blow.

But in the next moment, his heart was shocked, "Huh-" The magic sword in Nie Han's hand came out of his hand, turning into a brilliant and shining silver star, and there was even a sword intent that regarded death as home, rushing into the spiritual level, and the yellow-faced martial arts cultivator was cold.

"Sword intent! I have comprehended the sword intent during the Qi refining period, this person must not stay ......"

The yellow-faced Wu Xiu was moved, his arm shook, and he shot out a surging wave-like true power, and the branches and leaves in front of him turned into powder, colliding with the cold star that pierced from the air, boom!

The Cold Star Sword Technique, which was controlled with a powerful sword intent, turned into a shattered sword in an instant, and the magic sword that attacked in the air, "Dangchang" was directly knocked away by more than ten zhang.

When the magic sword landed, there was a crack on the sword's body, and it quickly broke inch by inch.

One hit wins!

The attack of the sword cultivation is very strong, and even surpasses all cultivation methods, and Nie Han's sword technique controlled by the sword intent of the death is even more than the seventh level of qi refining, and it is close to the eighth level of qi refining. However, with the overwhelming power of Xìng, the yellow-faced Takeshu shattered his weapon with a single blow.

Nie Han snorted, although the magic sword was an air attack, it fused his sword intent, this shocking force, and even bō his mind.

Jian Xiu lost his sword, so what else?

"Hehe, now you know how small and ignorant you are. ”

The yellow-faced Wu Xiu was mocking, smiled coldly, and the true power in his body was boosted, and he jumped from the tree and killed Nie Han, and the powerful pressure of the Immortal Refining Master came to his face.

Syllable!

At the moment of crisis, Nie Han suddenly slapped the storage bag, and an ancient colorful broken sword appeared in his hand.

Driven by the domineering and decisive sword intent, the ancient sword let out a startling sword roar, and the yellow-faced martial arts cultivator who flew in and rushed over, his heart trembled inexplicably.

After fusing the ancient sword, Nie Han's sword intent power doubled, and with a slash of the void, a brilliant and amazing sword light suddenly erupted, and the yellow-faced martial cultivator struck a hard blow.

Poof!

Nie Han spat out a mouthful of blood, and his body retreated a few steps in a row, and the palm of the yellow-faced martial arts cultivator was barely dissolved.

"This sword...... It turned out to be a treasure?" Extreme shock flashed in the yellow-faced Wu Xiu's eyes, and he was immediately replaced by the greedy god Sè.

It turned out that since he came back from the secret realm, Nie Han comprehended this ancient sword, realized the sword intent in it, and his sword intent also improved by leaps and bounds, compared to how much stronger he was in the secret realm, but the last time he competed with Xu Xuan on Wangxian Terrace, he didn't win, and his sharp spirit was greatly frustrated, so he concentrated more on comprehension and cultivation.

Generally speaking, it is impossible for a Qi Refining Immortal to use a magic weapon that has reached the treasure level, and even an Immortal Master in the God Refining Period may not be able to control it, but Nie Han, who has comprehended and fused the sword intent in it, is an exception, and he can barely control this sword.

With the blessing of the treasure-level ancient sword, Nie Han's attack was close to the peak limit of the Qi Refining Period, but there was still a certain gap with the yellow-faced martial arts cultivator.

Nie Han exclaimed, and the ancient sword slashed out again, and the cold sword qi flickered again and again, like cold starlight.

In the face of obvious disadvantages, it still takes the initiative.

The yellow-faced man sneered, his fists and palms intertwined, and a thunderous explosion of true power was generated in the void, and each blow was shocking.

Bang Bang Bang -

Within a few rounds, Nie Han was shocked out by a powerful true force, slammed into the mountain rock, spat out a mouthful of blood, and looked dying. And the yellow-faced man also snorted, and his originally badly injured body was affected a little.

"Suffer death!"

The yellow-faced man let out a roar of rage, wielding his powerful true power, ready to deliver the final fatal blow.

"Is it going to be over?"

The corners of Nie Han's mouth showed a trace of bitterness, which was immediately replaced by a resolute and indifferent look, closed his eyes, slowly raised the ancient sword, and instantly condensed the most powerful sword dao mystery in this life: that sword had not yet been cut out, countless sword sounds sounded in the void, and countless cold stars were condensed on the ancient sword, like a vast sword river transformed by bright stars......

The yellow-faced man felt the horror of the next sword, but he was full of confidence, even if he paid the price, he would take away this treasure, once it was delayed, and it was rushed by other powerhouses of the Dongfang family, there would be no chance.

At this critical juncture.

Tyre!

A thunderous howl, turned into a sharp sound of air waves, and rushed towards the yellow-faced man from behind.

"What!"

He was on the offensive, his blood and heart were slightly shocked, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw a well-proportioned young man behind him.

"You...... Why are you here?"

Nie Han, who was condensing the last sword, was taken aback.

"I came because I wanted to come. Xu Xuan took a deep breath, his body surface flashed like a brassy sèze, an invisible "momentum" emanated from him, and the red light in his eyes burned, like a beating candlelight: "I don't want to regret it for life after a few years because of this moment's timidity." Everything, just to follow my heart, no regrets!"

"This kid ......"

The yellow-faced man suddenly fell into the form of a two-sided attack, only to feel a fiery aura coming from the young man behind him, spreading to his heart.

Kill!

Fight against time!

Xu Xuan did not hesitate, his eyes flashed sharply, his "bang" body was like a cannonball flying in the air, the yuan force in his body was pushed like a tide, and his whole body burned like a flame light man, and the hot and tyrannical aura fused with the power of the ancient body cultivation "potential".

At that moment, Xu Xuan was in the posture of a fiery dragon shadow, and he actually paused in mid-air, and the surrounding void seemed to be condensed and suppressed to the limit.

His whole body was burned with Yuan Force, and he pushed a piece of essence blood in his body, condensed in his mouth, and opened his mouth to spit out: Poof-

A cloud of red light that frightened the gods and ghosts, as if it was spit out of the mouth of the ancient heavenly dragon, rushed towards the yellow-faced martial artist from the back of the air.

The yellow-faced Wu Xiu's body stiffened, and the burning aura behind him brought a strong and fatal crisis......

(Second watch, 0 monthly passes, it's really lost, and the original desire to explode has also been extinguished ......!.)