Sun Hao didn't dare to be careless at this time, looking at the pair of shining green eyes staring at him like a wolf, he couldn't help but feel a little apprehensive in his heart, and said unwillingly: "Hu Yijian! Have you completely forgotten who you are, you are the proud disciple of the Sword Sect of the Ten Thousand Law Alliance-Hu Yijian!

But his voice was like a stone sinking into the sea, and there was no response, but he heard a "poof", which was the sound of the flying sword unsheathed, and Hu Yijian actually took out his flying sword. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Sun Hao's eyes also slowly adapted to the darkness, and Hu Yijian's eyes were full of green light at this time, so he could naturally see it clearly, he carefully sacrificed the fire and the Heaven Swallowing Jar, and carefully observed Hu Yijian's movements.

The next moment, only a terrible sword roar was heard, and his heart suddenly tightened, and he slammed the Sky Swallowing Jar out, and immediately felt a strong force coming from the Sky Swallowing Jar, making his body retreat a few feet back.

At this time, the figure of the flying sword was revealed, circled in the air, and flew back into Hu Yijian's hand.

Sun Hao's face turned pale for a while, this person deserved to be a proud disciple of the Sword Sect, the power carried on this flying sword was really a bit amazing, just one blow made his heart churn, and a feeling of sullenness came from the inside out.

But Hu Yijian naturally wouldn't let go of Sun Hao so easily, and the flying sword in his hand trembled, turning into nine sword shadows, it was one sword turning into nine styles, and the nine sword shadows flashing cold silently attacked Sun Hao here.

Sun Hao frowned, but he didn't dare to make a hard connection, first used the suction of the Sky Swallowing Jar to interfere with the speed of the sword shadow, and threw the fire without extinguishing it with his backhand.

Without extinguishing the fire, it churned in the air and turned into a monstrous flame. Wrapped the Nine Sword Shadows in.

There was a sudden sound of metal clashing in the flames, and after a breath of time. A flying sword with a red glow flew out of the flames, although it still carried a few traces of flames. The body of the sword body was also a little red, but it did not affect its speed and power at all, and it came straight towards Sun Hao.

The other sword shadows disappeared without extinguishing the fire, and were swallowed up by the monstrous flames.

Sun Hao looked at the flying sword, his face moved, and it was at this time that the flying sword at this time had already consumed a lot of power without extinguishing the fire, and Hu Yijian did not recall it.

His eyes flashed, and his right hand slapped the Heaven Swallowing Jar. A strong suction force suddenly emitted from the Sky Swallowing Jar, heading towards the flying sword.

The flying sword was stunned in mid-air, and the next moment it was planted straight towards the Sky Swallowing Jar, as if it was about to be sucked into it.

Hu Yijian's face didn't change, and he didn't even care about the flying sword, just looked at Sun Hao coldly.

Sun Hao didn't think much about it, his eyes showed a little joy, and the next moment he saw that the flying sword was sucked into the Sky Swallowing Jar and disappeared.

He looked down. Sure enough, there was an extra flying sword in the Sky Swallowing Jar, with beautiful patterns engraved on it, which was the one most commonly used by Hu Yijian.

The flying sword is Hu Yijian's natal magic weapon, and he lost contact with him at this time. His face suddenly turned a little pale, but he couldn't help frowning, and turned his hand to wipe it on the storage bag. It turned out to be another flying sword and took it out.

And the power on this flying sword looks even stronger than the previous one!

Sun Hao was stunned for a moment, he hadn't seen Hu Yijian use other flying swords for so long. This gave him a delusion, as if Hu Yijian was only right with this flying sword. At this time, when I saw him take out another handle, I was naturally full of surprise.

The next moment, he remembered what Hu Yijian had said when the flying sword was damaged-"This is my favorite flying sword......

Sun Hao couldn't help but pat his head, as a sword cultivator, how could he only have a flying sword on his body, he was really a little confused.

Hu Yijian didn't have any change in expression, the flying sword in his hand slowly turned, making a sword sound like the first roar of a phoenix, and the next moment he saw a golden phantom behind him, which was the sword move that he used before to incarnate tens of millions.

Sun Hao couldn't help but secretly complain, he had seen the power of this move, and secretly estimated that he must not be the opponent of this move, so he hurriedly turned around and retreated a few steps back, and condensed into a small fireball without extinguishing the fire, protecting him by his side.

At this moment, he has no way to deal with it, he can only resign himself to fate, anyway, he still has the vitality given by the dean, and he will definitely not be killed by this sword move.

A moment later, the huge sword shadow behind Hu Yijian turned into tens of millions of small flying swords, flying out in all directions, and many of them were directly nailed to the place where Sun Hao was.

Sun Hao didn't dodge, his body tightened, and he protected the Heaven Swallowing Jar and the Fire Extinguishing in front of him, only to hear these small swords stabbing on it, and suddenly there were bursts of collision sounds, and most of them were absorbed.

As the Sky Swallowing Jar resisted more and more flying swords, white traces appeared on it, and it actually hurt its body!

Sun Hao's face was a little painful, but he had to always guard against those small swords piercing and not extinguishing the fire on his body.

However, these fish that slipped through the net did not have much power, he only felt bursts of aura emanating from his dantian, and whenever a small sword pierced his body, he was bounced out by this aura, but it did not hurt him.

Finally, after a while, the sword rain slowly stopped, and there was no movement.

Only then did Sun Hao dare to take the Sky Swallowing Jar back, only to see that a lot of small white dots appeared on it, and the spiritual power on it seemed to be somewhat damaged.

On the contrary, if you don't extinguish the fire, it is a virtual body, but the small sword that pierced it is refined in the flames, and there is not much loss at this time, and it turns into a small flame and returns to Sun Hao's hands.

Hu Yijian's face was still expressionless, like a puppet, his hands mechanically swayed, forming a magic seal in the air, and he was about to release other sword moves.

But Sun Hao's face suddenly moved, and he couldn't help but feel a little strange when he looked at the two rows of extremely simple wooden chairs around him.

These wooden chairs look extremely simple and really won't be noticed, but after Fang Cai Hu Yijian's sword move, they are still standing there intact without any damage.

There was not even a trace of the small sword left on it, and it was still lined up in two rows, and there was not even the slightest movement in its position. If you count it carefully, it is divided into two rows, six on each side, and the middle one, which is exactly thirteen.

Sun Hao's heart moved, and he took two steps forward suddenly, with a slight hesitation on his face.

But at this time, Hu Yijian's sword move was successful, but this time he used a set of sword formations, forming a circle in the air, like a prison to trap Sun Hao in it.

He couldn't help but grit his teeth, and secretly fought in his heart! He hurriedly took two steps forward, and sat down on the chair closest to him the moment the flying sword fell on his head.

The next moment, I saw that Sun Hao's body disappeared the moment he sat on the chair, so that the flying sword just fell into the air and smashed on the chair.

However, there was a burst of cyan light on the chair, and the flying sword was bounced out with a burst of rebound force without touching the wooden chair at all, and returned to Hu Yijian's side.

Hu Yijian's face was expressionless, as if he hadn't seen Sun Hao flee at all, he turned around and continued to walk towards the chair in the middle, and some madness appeared on his face.

The next moment, I saw his body slowly, stepped onto the chair in the middle, stretched out his palm and slowly stroked the chair, the expression on his face was full of yearning, as if he had finally achieved his wish.

But at the moment when his palm just touched the chair, his eyes suddenly changed, revealing a clear color.

He slowly raised his palm, frowned a little puzzledly, and muttered, "Where am I, why did I appear in front of this chair?

As he spoke, he turned around and looked around, opened his mouth and shouted, "Sun Hao, where are you?"

"Where...... Where...... ......"

In the empty room, only his voice could be heard back and forth, but there was no echo from Sun Hao.

Hu Yijian couldn't help frowning, patted his head, seemed to be a little confused, and slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity, wanting to leave this place.

But when he wanted to take a step, he found that he seemed to have no legs, and he couldn't take this step for a long time. He looked down and was startled, and exclaimed, "How can this be!

It turned out that the lower half of his body had completely disappeared into the air at this moment, and his waist-level position had disappeared.

It's not that his legs have been cut off, but as if they were covered by something, and there is no trace of him.

Hu Yijian stretched out his hands and touched them, but where were his legs, they were not invisible at all, but they really disappeared.

At this moment, he had a desperate expression on his face and shouted: "How can this be! My legs, why did they disappear, who is the troublemaker, you come out for me!"

Naturally, no one responded, and his body was still disappearing little by little, and at this moment he had reached the position of ****, and the **** below had become transparent air.

Hu Yijian raised his arm, looked at his hands that were becoming transparent little by little, and showed a look of despair on his face, as if he wanted to say something, but soon this disappeared to his head, and he wanted to open his mouth only to find that his mouth had disappeared.

In just a few breaths, the whole person disappeared into the air, without a little bit of survival, and completely disappeared.

This was Hu Yijian's last thought before he disappeared, and as his last hair disappeared, it also dissipated into the air.

After the two disappeared, there was a creaking sound in the air, and it turned out that the door was once again windless and automatic, slowly opening open.

The walls that had collapsed around them were also unshielded, and the harsh sunlight slowly shone in, making the room brighter.

But if anyone were here at this time, they would have noticed that there was no trace of anything else on the ground, and the thick dust was evenly spread on the ground, as if no one had been here for many years.

Originally, the footprints and traces of the fight left by Sun Hao and the others disappeared, and they completely changed into the way they were when they hadn't come, quietly waiting for the next person to come. (To be continued.) )