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Qin Han's expression was excited, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that his plan for this fierce beast army was feasible.

If there is such a fierce beast army, let alone the Chixiao Sect, even the Jiaowang Sect will be afraid of three points.

"Jiaowang Sect, Demon Cultivation!, wait!" Qin Han's mind suddenly flashed, and he said slowly, "If I demonize the entire Jiaowang Sect and turn it into a part of my fierce beast army—"

This thought can no longer be suppressed. He paced back and forth excitedly.

"These demon cultivators are not evil, nor are they good, and I do this to eliminate harm for the people. ”

It took a long time for him to calm down and walk towards the courtyard where he lived.

The tiger followed closely.

Outside the courtyard, the grass and trees are clustered, and the fragrance of flowers is pleasant.

When he approached the residence, he found that there were seven or eight men in strong suits guarding the courtyard gate, and their cultivation was not high, but they were also good at the first realm.

There was a faint sound of quarrels in the courtyard.

"I'm going to see what's going on. Qin Han's heart moved, he turned his head to look at the crow chirping on a dead tree, bit his index finger, and a drop of evil blood arrow shot out, turning into a blood mist and enveloping the crow.

"Regent!"

As the blood mist seeped into the body, the crow's eyes turned blood-red in an instant, and its wings spread and flew towards the courtyard.

"Psychic!"

Qin Han ran the psychic technique, his eyes closed and opened, and his vision changed greatly.

This is the crow's point of view.

Psychic techniques can temporarily place thoughts on the body of the spirit beast, and what you see and hear can be felt by empathy.

I saw a man about forty years old, dressed as a Confucian student, pacing back and forth, saying as he walked: "Dad, you are really confused, such a big matter, why don't you tell me about it, and make a claim!"

This person is Xie Anxiang, the sect leader of Lingxiao Sect, who cultivates in the third realm.

Xie Haiqing, who was on the side, took a sip of tea and said, "Okay, okay, what are you yelling about, what's the matter! ”

"What's the matter?" Xie Anxiang glared and said, "Dad, it's not that I can't hold my breath, you actually agreed to hand over the missionary iron sword to outsiders, how can I calm down? Without the missionary iron sword, how can I have the face to meet my ancestors and ancestors in the future?"

Xie Haiqing buckled the tea lid heavily and said angrily: "That Lingxiao Sect is gone, you will have the face to go to see the ancestors and the ancestors." If you have the ability, the missionary iron sword will not fall into the hands of the Chixiao Sect. ”

Xie Anxiang said: "Dad, you have to believe me, this time I will definitely be able to take back the missionary iron sword." ”

Xie Haiqing's eyes widened, and he said, "I've heard this I don't know how many times, which time didn't make me half angry." Anyway, this matter is settled, let the kid surnamed Qin help us get rid of Chixiao Sect, and let's hand over the missionary iron sword to him. ”

"No, I will never agree!Dad, you can't do this!" Xie Anxiang's tone was resolute, and then he said disdainfully, "How old is that kid surnamed Qin, what ability does he have to deal with Chixiao Sect, Dad, don't be deceived by him." What is he, the missionary iron sword of our Lingxiao Sect, handed down by the ancestors, why should he give it to him. Besides, Tiandu Pavilion is long gone, he, the son of the Heavenly Sword, is no longer worth anything, why should we listen to him. ”

"Bastard bastard!" Xie Haiqing was furious and smashed the teacup on his head.

Xie Anxiang didn't dare to hide.

Xie Haiqing said sharply: "Although our Xie family is not a famous family, it may have come to this day by relying on the word loyalty." You unfilial son is really angry with me!"

"Well said!"

Rumble!

Break in.

Qin Han applauded and said, "The old man said it well, I admire it!"

Xie Anxiang was taken aback and asked, "Who are you?"

When I raised my eyes, seven or eight men outside the door fell to the ground and groaned, and a fierce tiger was pressing a man's chest, with a bloody mouth, hideous and terrifying.

"You-you're the Beast Master?" Xie Anxiang said.

"I heard that Sect Master Xie doesn't look down on the ability of the subordinates, so I asked Sect Master Xie for advice. ”

Qin Han didn't answer him, sneered, drew a knife in his hand, and slashed out.

Xie Anxiang's complexion changed greatly, and he drew his sword to block it.

Bite!

Symphony of gold and iron!

Xie Anxiang took three steps back, only to feel that his qi and blood were churning, and his mouth ached faintly, and he exclaimed: "What a domineering sword technique! Who are you?"

"Cloak!"

Qin Han's eyes were cold, and the vitality of the evil god in his body was shocked, and a long knife turned into thousands of sword shadows, like a raging storm.

Xie Anxiang was so frightened that he could only barely parry, the opponent's knife was too fast, and he was dazzled, and he couldn't keep up with the opponent's speed at all.

The knife power was too domineering, and every time it collided, it shook his arm sore.

barely took thirty knives, and the tiger's mouth was already broken.

A hundred stabs later, blood was already spilling from the corners of his mouth.

But the knife style still kept coming.

Xie Anxiang was miserable.

Qin Han's eyes showed a cold light, and he slashed down, and he actually used the battle dragon, even if this knife didn't kill him, it would make him suffer a lot, and he couldn't get out of bed for three months.

"Young Pavilion Master, you have to be forgiving and forgiving, stop it!"

Qin Leng snorted, the knife momentum was retracted a few points, and a knife was on Xie Anxiang's shoulder, pressing Xie Anxiang to kneel on one knee, looked at him coldly, and shouted: "I want to take back my Qin family's things, do you have any opinions?"

His physical body was fused with the half-evil body of the Garuda Evil God, and it was already incredibly strong, and ordinary magic weapons could not hurt him in the slightest, and his strength was also amazing.

Under this pressure, Xie Anxiang seemed to be in the body of Mount Tai, his whole body was about to fall apart, and he reluctantly said: "No-no!"

Xie Haiqing hugged his fists and said: "The master of the Shaoge has a wonderful sword technique, and he admires it for his old age, and he is worthy of being the son of the Heavenly Sword." ”

Qin Leng looked at him coldly and said, "I looked away, but I didn't expect that my predecessor was actually a peak master of the Third Realm." ”

If it weren't for the peak aura of the Third Realm that Xie Haiqing had just revealed, how could Qin Han keep his hand.

This also made Qin Han jealous.

Xie Haiqing said with a smile: "The word senior, you can't afford to be old." The Young Pavilion Master is young and promising, isn't he also stepping into the ranks of the powerhouses of the Third Realm? Looking at the vitality of the Young Pavilion Lord, which is rich and pure, and condensed as one, is exactly the manifestation of the great achievement of refining and cultivating qi. Although the old man's cultivation is slightly better than that of the young pavilion master, in terms of the quality of vitality, it is far inferior. ”

Qin Han said in his heart: "This old guy is a thief's eyes! But even if he wants to break his head, he can't think of it, my vitality is not his own, and his true cultivation is only the second realm." ”

These words fell into Xie Anxiang's ears word for word, making him envious and jealous, and even a little fearful.

He didn't expect that Qin Han's vitality had reached the point of condensing as one, which was the manifestation of the true achievement of refining and cultivating qi.

In addition to other factors, the key to the strength of a cultivator lies in the strength of the vitality, and the strength of the vitality depends on the quality of the vitality.

For the powerhouses of the third realm, the first task is to refine the vitality and refine the impurities in it, in order to reach the point of condensation and consistency, improve the quality of the vitality, and then improve the cultivation, and then increase the amount of vitality.

Therefore, some cultivators had obviously reached the peak of the third realm, but they refused to break through, just to have more time to refine their vitality and lay a better foundation for the future.

The Holy Son of Jiaowang is this kind of person.

Now there is a man standing in front of him, who has done what many people dream of.

The vitality is condensed as one.

How not to surprise Xie Anxiang.