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Golden Scale Slash.

The real sword technique, the attack power is even better than the blue and white sword rain displayed by the Jindan stage cultivator, Qian Xiong.

Being able to display true sword skills, cultivators in the Spiritual Silence Period are all rare, but for Lin Dui, it is quite acceptable, after all, he can perform real sword skills by himself, to Lin Dui's surprise and surprise, Han Feng can not only perform real sword skills, but also can achieve two consecutive sword skills.

That's where the real power comes in.

Ruthless, absolutely ruthless.

Under such a relentless pursuit of sword skills, there are a few people who can resist.

Even Qian Xiong couldn't resist it.

The huge golden sword shadow, unmatched, slashed straight down, slashing towards Qian Xiong, and the cyan sword rain was split in two.

Qian Xiong's face was frightened, his face turned pale for a while, the golden scale slash just now, the attack power was extremely powerful, even if there was only one golden dagger left, the attack power was still difficult to resist, he used all his strength, Fang used the flying sword to barely smash the golden dagger, and now Han Feng cast another golden scale slash, the timing and power are better than last time, how can he resist.

All of them were between the lightning and flint, Han Feng had an excellent grasp of the timing, it was completely deliberate, and he didn't have time to launch his sword skills again now.

He obviously fell into Han Feng's trap.

Qian Xiong didn't care about anything else, gritted his teeth violently, and urged the spiritual power with all his might, the cyan flying sword suddenly shone brightly, and the blue light was shining, and it went straight to Han Feng, the sword light was sharp, and the power had reached the limit of what Qian Xiong could now exert.

At the same time, the Jindan stage cultivator had a powerful divine sense, and Qian Xiong also used it.

In an instant, all the remnants of the blue and white sword rain were urged, and the entire sky scattered the cyan sword rain, and then turned around and attacked Han Feng directly.

The rain of blue and white swords was overwhelming, enveloping Han Feng at once.

Qian Xiong looked at this scene, his heart was a little relieved, he had already taken out all his strength, whether he could block Han Feng's attack or not, it was all in one move.

As long as he could block Han Feng's attack, he would be able to get a momentary respite, and at that time, it would be when Han Feng was killed.

Now, he was eighty percent sure that he would be able to take Han Feng's blow.

Maybe his flying sword couldn't completely block the Golden Scale Slash, but the power of the blue and white sword rain was not something that Han Feng could resist.

In this situation, Han Feng will either be distracted to resist his blue and white sword rain, and the power of the golden scale slash will naturally be reduced a lot, and he will be close to ten percent if he takes the golden scale slash, even if Han Feng does not defend and works hard, he believes that with the power of his blue and white sword rain, he will definitely be able to drown and swallow Han Feng at once, at that time, no one will control the golden scale slash, and the power will naturally not be much stronger.

No matter what, he's in danger now.

At worst, he'll get a minor injury.

It doesn't matter anymore.

Looking at Han Feng, who was fully mobilized his sword technique, Qian was even more stable.

No matter how strong you are, what if you can use real sword skills, what if you can use sword skills in two consecutive shots, and what if I am negligent, the result is already doomed and cannot be changed.

The cultivators of the Silent Stage challenge the cultivators of the Jindan Period, and the only end is death.

Qian Xiong's heart was crazy for a while, desperately urging his spiritual power, and the cyan flying sword shone brightly, directly facing Han Feng's golden scale slash.

The blue and white sword rain was permeated, and he went straight to Han Feng.

At this moment, Han Feng saw the situation thoroughly.

This situation was created by his hard work.

At the moment of life and death, he has met too much, and he is not afraid of this at all.

The reason why others call him ruthless is precisely because at such a moment, he does not flinch, swims against the current, vows not to give up until he reaches his goal, and all those who stand in his way will die, all of them.

Qian Xiong's humiliation back then, he always remembered that now that he had the opportunity to kill him with his own hands, he would not let go of this opportunity no matter what.

With all his strength urging the spiritual power, the golden scale slash is even more powerful, and the sword light is condensed, almost like the substance.

The rain of blue and white swords was like a torrent waterfall, blocking the golden scale slash, and at the same time, more fragments of blue and white came towards him.

Each blue flower is a sharp and incomparably powerful sword qi, which can kill a Spiritual Silence Stage cultivator with a light yì.

The rain of swords was dense and overwhelming.

The Golden Scale Slash and Qian Xiong's cyan flying sword also collided together.

Rumble.

Phew.

The sword aura overflowed, and the golden light flashed, and after a sharp golden light flashed, the cyan flying sword suddenly split into two and broke into two.

The golden scales were slashed, and the sword shadow flashed, hitting Qian Xiong's heart.

Qian Xiong was shocked and inexplicable, the best flying swords were actually cut off by Han Feng's sword skills.

didn't have time to think about it, he hurriedly sacrificed his last hole card, and as soon as his mind moved, a blue light flashed and the spirit armor suddenly emerged from his body.

Micro magic weapon, glaucoma armor.

Although he has just condensed the golden pill for a short time, he has not been able to possess the magic weapon, but his net worth is still much richer than that of a cultivator in the Spiritual Silence Period, and it is not a problem to buy a micro magic weapon, this Qingguang armor is his last line of defense.

The defense of the Qingguang Armor was excellent, and he believed that under the blocking of Han Feng's flying sword, Han Feng's Golden Scale Slash would definitely be greatly reduced, and he would definitely not be able to break through his Qingguang Armor.

Moreover, at this time, the remnants of the blue and white sword rain had already attacked in front of Han Feng.

Although he was in danger now, it was only temporary, as long as he could survive Han Feng's blow, he would be able to regain the initiative.

The cyan sword rain was incomparably sharp, flying straight in front of you.

Han Feng's face was cold, unmoved, and he did not manipulate the flying sword to distract and counterattack.

He clearly knows the gap between his strength and Qian Xiong, and if he wants to defeat the strong with the weak, he can't succeed at all without paying a certain price.

If he was distracted now, he would definitely not be able to kill Qian Xiong, and in a few moments, the situation would be completely reversed.

Without any hesitation, he was busy urging the spiritual power with all his might, and the golden flying sword suddenly became golden and prosperous, under his control, the golden flying sword suddenly flew in front of him, and also attacked Qian Xiong, under the golden flying sword sprint, the sword rain was automatically divided to both sides, and the rain wave was split by a sword.

Rumble.

The golden scale slash is incomparably sharp, and it hits the blue armor hard to condense the cyan shield.

The blue light shines, and the sword flies.

The blue light armor formed a cyan shield, and under the attack of the golden scale slash, it didn't even hold up a single blow, and it shattered violently for a hundred years.

The Golden Scale Slash continued to attack, and once again slashed the Qingguang Armor.

Phew.

The golden scales slashed through the blue light armor and pierced it deeply.

The blue light armor has an extremely strong defense, and it is also unable to resist the powerful attack of the Golden Scale Slash.

But as a micro-magic weapon, its defensive power is extraordinary.

Under the defense of the green scale slash, the golden scale slash was extremely dissolved, until the entire golden scale slash was dissolved, and the green light armor was still not broken.

The credit fell short.

Han Feng's heart was stunned for a while, and there was still a trace, only a trace, and the blue light armor was broken by his golden scales.

But it was this trace that allowed Qian Xiong to escape his life.

Qian Xiong was frightened inexplicably, and his heart was in a cold sweat, secretly rejoicing.

Just now, he had already felt a powerful killing intent, as if he would die at any time, but fortunately, the Qingguang armor had a super strong defense and saved his life.

One million lower-grade spirit stones, no white flowers.

But just as he was secretly rejoicing, a horrifying scene happened.

Han Feng's golden flying sword, chopping waves and slashing waves, came straight at him.

At the same time, a rain of blood poured through the air.

Burst.

Although the blue and white sword rain was divided to both sides by the golden flying sword, it did not attack Han Feng's vital point, but it hit both sides of Han Feng's body at once.

Poof, poof.

The rain of swords poured out.

Han Feng's shoulders and arms were all hit.

Blood holes suddenly appeared, and Sensen's white bones were exposed.

Han Feng's face was hideous, but he didn't retreat or defend at all, but roared angrily, and once again desperately urged his spiritual power, and the golden flying sword shone brightly, attacking Qian Xiong fiercely, completely desperate.

The sword rain was like a tide, and his two arms and shoulders were already a blur of flesh and blood, and the bones of both arms were reduced to fragments.

Under his lifeless attack, the golden flying sword pierced through the cyan spiritual power shield that Qian Xiong had temporarily cast, and hit the blue light armor again.

Phew.

The place where the golden flying sword was slashed by the golden scales before striking the blue light armor.

It's just that the defense of the Qingguang armor is too strong, and this blow still didn't penetrate the Qingguang armor.

Poof, poof.

The blue and white flowers seem beautiful, but they are full of murder.

All of a sudden, Han Feng's body didn't have time to react at all.

The time was urgent, and the opportunity was rare, and he didn't dare to be distracted to save himself, so he could only let the blue and white attack.

Under the attack of the sword rain, the two arms were already shrugged down, hanging softly at the sides of their bodies.

Bursts of heart-decaying pain struck the brain.

Han Feng was covered in blood, but his brows were not wrinkled, his eyes were full of murderous intent, and he stared at Qian Xiong.

The golden flying sword is more ferocious than the next, slashing the blue light armor fiercely.

Tens of thousands of onlookers below, all of them were still concentrating, looking at this scene, the atmosphere did not dare to breathe.

The battle was too fierce and bloody.

Lin Duan stood beside Gu Yun, looking at Han Feng who was so crazy and ruthless, and couldn't help but be moved.

This Han Feng is not only ruthless to others, but also to himself.

Such a person is extremely resolute and will be able to achieve great things, and it is inevitable that he will have the current strength.

But in the next moment, the situation on the field, even Lin Du was shocked, and his face couldn't help but change.

The last wave of blue and white sword rain struck, flowing through both sides of Han Feng's body.

Poof, poof, poof.

Blood splattered and gushed in all directions.

Han Feng's two arms were broken off at the shoulder under the attack of the sword rain, and Qi Qi fell from mid-air.

Bloody.

Han Feng was even more crazy, his spiritual power was running wildly, and his whole person was shrouded in golden light, as if he had turned into a golden man, and the golden flying sword became more and more ferocious, slashing at the blue light armor at once.

Han Feng's mouth was full of blood, but his mind was extremely clear.

Even if he died, he would kill Qian Xiong.

It was Qian Xiong who forcibly snatched his lover Mu Bing and sold it to Baihuamen.

If it weren't for Mu Bing's plea, he would have almost killed Qian Xiong.

Even if you are lucky enough to survive, what can you do?

He inquired in many ways and found out that Mu Bing had been sold by the Baihuamen to an elder of the Great Gate Sect as a double cultivation furnace.

It's too late.

He hated it immensely.

Hates this world, hates Baihuamen, and hates Qian Xiong the most.

The culprits are all Qian Xiong.

Today, even if he dies, he will kill Qian Xiong.

Phew.

The golden flying sword shone brightly, breaking through the blue light armor at once.

Han Feng was extremely fierce, and the golden flying sword light suddenly flourished, stabbing into Qian Xiong's heart fiercely.

Bloodlight sprayed, splashing in all directions.

Qian Xiong's face was full of disbelief, he looked at Han Feng in horror, his body was crooked, he fell from mid-air, and died.

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