The evil dragon seal turned into a popular meteorite and fell from the sky, countless fireballs of great fighting were swirling around, the momentum was so great that it was like opening the heavens and the earth, the cold energy rolled up the hurricane, and countless clouds surged, relatively speaking, the battle between the blood river and the two purple-clothed Taoist priests under it was completely a contrast between a small stream and a big river.

The blood river was connected to Han Chu's soul, and he saw Han Chu from a distance, although he knew that Han Chu would definitely make a move, but he didn't expect that there would be such a big momentum, and he hurriedly withdrew the magic weapon, and his body appeared more than ten miles away in a flash, looking at the evil dragon seal that fell like a meteorite, and muttered in a gloating voice, "This is good! You two old bastards, let you snatch my things again, this time you will be unlucky." ”

With such a great power, the momentum was swift and powerful, and it appeared very suddenly, it was too late to dodge, and the two purple-clothed Daoists were suddenly shocked, and shouted in unison, "Demon Dao thief, so shameless!"

Both faces had frightened looks, one drove the Golden Futu to release ten thousand wisps of golden light, while the other stretched out his sleeves, and the surging mana turned into a sky full of red thunder qi, condensing into a thick thunder net barrier above his head.

Han Chu smiled faintly, the evil dragon seal was as heavy as a mountain, even if it didn't have any magical powers, but the so-called one force to ten guilds, with the terrifying weight and impact, it was enough to crush these two people into pulp.

"Boom!!"

Suddenly, a huge fluctuation of vitality came from a distance, and the entire space shook trembly, and three brilliant sword lights with a full dozen zhang flew from a distance, and in the sharp sound of breaking the sky, one gold, two red, and three flew like a frightening flood under the dim clouds, blocking in front of Han Chu's sword light.

"The people of Emperor Taihao Sword Palace!"

Han Chu's face froze violently, and he said coldly.

Three brilliant sword lights and golden floating slaughter, the sky thunder net barrier converged in one place, the evil dragon seal volleyed into the air, and slammed into it fiercely, the wind swept up, the loud noise was repeated, and countless thunder sword lights and qi flames burst and exploded.

The thundercloud sword light was shattered, and the Golden Futu also let out a grief**, the divine light dimmed, and the two purple-clothed Taoist priests let out a painful howl in their mouths, and spit out a mouthful of sticky blood in their mouths, and the two flew out upside down, rolling all the way backwards and flying backwards for hundreds of meters.

But at the same time, the power of the Evil Dragon Seal was also completely neutralized, and it was lifted into the sky by five powerful forces, and it was taken into Han Chu's hands.

", boss, it's from the Emperor Sword Palace!"

Blood River took a step forward, rushed to Han Chu's side, and said in a deep voice as he looked at the three sharp sword lights that were coming quickly.

The sharp sound of breaking the air quickly came from far and near, just in the blink of an eye, three meteor-like sword lights fell from the sky, and three middle-aged scribes with white temples and a sharp sword light and two purple-clothed Taoists gathered in one place.

Two figures among the three flashed, quickly grabbed the bodies of the two purple-clothed Taoist priests, and each took out a pill and stuffed it into each other's mouths.

"Demon Dao Demon, so arrogant!" another middle-aged scribe scolded angrily.

"How can you run into this all of a sudden! No! There is a problem!"

Han Chu frowned secretly, and took strict precautions in his heart, this little Netherworld is not big, but it is not small to say that it is not small, it is simple to meet one person, but at the same time it is definitely not a coincidence to meet so many righteous path cultivators.

The divine thought unfolded, and there was like a hurricane sweeping everywhere, and the invisible coercion was suddenly pressed down like a mountain, and a radius of nearly a hundred miles was reflected in the brain, five or six powerful breaths appeared in the brain, and three fierce sword qi rose up into the sky, like a mountain of silent oppression, but there was also a breath that stood in the clouds not far from him.

"Buzz"

The sword blade shook rapidly, and three sword lights that were more than ten zhang full of swallowing rose into the sky, arranged in a three-talent formation, forming a three-talent formation in the void, and the three swords were one, resisting the supreme coercion of Han Chu's divine thoughts.

"What a three-talent sword formation! Emperor Taihao Sword Palace is worthy of being the Sword Sect of the world, and the three people who come out casually are Jindan Dacheng!" Han Chu was secretly surprised in his heart, and his eyebrows involuntarily picked, he tried it with his divine thoughts, but he easily tested the cultivation of these three people.

"I'm in big trouble today!"

Han Chu secretly smiled bitterly, holding the evil dragon seal and Yin Condensation Ice Bead in his hands, anxiously thinking about countermeasures in his head, this battle was inevitable, and a big fight was just an instantaneous thing.

Although there is a river of blood on the side, but with the strength of the river of blood, it is only a battle with those two purple-clothed Daoists, and the sword cultivation of the three Jindan Dacheng is already very difficult to get out, not to mention that the other party still has an ambush, that wisp of breath, the strength is far above these three people, Han Chu will not be arrogant to think that he will have the possibility of winning in the battle of the four Jindan Dacheng alone.

He just sealed the Heavenly Selling Sword, without this biggest reliance, now is the time when the combat power is the weakest, it seems that today is the most difficult battle since his debut.

"What a demon demon, such a strong mind, if you can't be killed here today, he will become a scourge one day!"

The middle-aged scribe with a golden sword qi was obviously the chief of the three, and at this time, he scolded with a serious face, and two dazzling swords of three inches erupted from his eyes.

"Hmph! That's nice!" Han Chu didn't see any movement, just pouted and sneered mockingly, "The four of them suddenly appeared, it doesn't seem to be just the right time, right! What's the matter? This Daoist friend in the clouds, aren't you ready to come out?"

Xuehe was wondering how there could be four people, but when he saw Han Chu's last sentence, he suddenly turned around and smiled at the dark clouds above the two of them.

"Huh, you can spot me?"

A faint compliment with a slight smile instantly covered the sound of heaven and earth, and the light and shadow in the clouds were distorted, showing a slender figure, wearing a silver dragon robe on a black background, standing at will is domineering, if the lord of heaven and earth, between his eyes, people can't help but bow their heads to avoid, not the master of the bamboo sword, who is it.

Han Chu's pupils contracted suddenly, even in his eyes, he didn't even see how this person appeared, without deliberately doing anything, he could impress the heavens and the earth with his own momentum, and at the same time, a pure sword aura that made his heart beat faintly revealed in this young man's body, and a trace of sweat beads appeared on his forehead, today is really troublesome.

The wide sleeves were spread, a breeze rose on the ground, and a desperate clear space appeared in front of Xiu Zhu like a puppet, his eyes stared at Han Chu, and he was overjoyed with stiff fingers, and his mouth made a vague sound.

"The contemptible person's surname is Yang, and his name is Xiuzhu! I came here to ask for a piece of my thing from a fellow Daoist! I don't know what to call a friend?" Xiuzhu smiled gently, this smile was like the first sun after the rain, and the neatly trimmed white fingers lightly touched the center of the empty eyebrows, a small three-inch sword light, the light was bright, but it gave birth to a magnificent momentum of the first birth of the great day.

The sword light ran through, and the clear sky had a smug smile that seemed to be relieved, and the whole body slowly turned into dust and annihilated.

"Han Chu!"

Han Chu said with a solemn and cold face, seeing the appearance of the clear space, he had already faintly understood the truth of the matter in his heart, he and Yang Xiuzhu did not know each other, and the only place that could have anything to do with it was the fragment of the sword blade snatched from the clear space.

"Yang Xiuzhu! hell!" Blood River gritted his teeth, a large piece of cold sweat came out of the back of his heart, if it weren't for Han Chu's divine support, he would have been so soft that he knelt down, and snorted in a shocked cold voice, "Taihao Yuanyang Tongtian Sword Master, one of the Yin and Yang Twin Sword Masters passed down from generation to generation in Taihao Emperor Sword Palace! Damn! Boss, this time it's really troublesome! It is said that this little white face can easily defeat the sword cultivation of five Jindan Dacheng with the strength of one person." ”

"Bring the things! You can leave!" Yang Xiuzhu said lightly with a smile behind his back with his hands behind his back, his tone was slight, but he was domineering, making people want to obey involuntarily.

Although Yang Xiuzhu is confident but not conceited, judging from the residual aura of the place that he missed several times, Han Chu's strength is extremely strong, now after all, he is in the small netherworld, and there are endless demon masters around him, if he can surrender without a fight, it is a good thing, of course, if Han Chu does not obey, with his strength, plus the sword cultivation of the three Jindan Dacheng, even if Han Chu has the magic power to reach the sky, there is no possibility of victory.

"Sword Master"

The middle-aged scribe who cultivated Gengjin Sword Qi with an angry face just opened his mouth to refute, but under Yang Xiuzhu's indifferent gaze, he involuntarily lowered his head and swallowed back the words that came to his mouth.

Han Chu and Yang Xiuzhu looked at each other, there seemed to be an invisible energy collision in the void, and after about two breaths, the slaughter on Han Chu's face suddenly dissolved, and he said with a bright smile, "Xiuzhu Sword Master, one of the Yin and Yang Sword Masters of the Taihao Emperor Sword Palace, naturally speaking, Han Mou accidentally snatched a thing from the hands of several people in the clear space the day before yesterday, and later realized that these four people were bold enough to cover the sky, and they were snatched from the disciples of the Taihao Emperor Sword Palace, and it is really necessary to return the thing to its original owner." ”

Blood River was stunned for a while, staring at Han Chu as if he had seen a ghost, and the treasure that was turned over was handed over like this, this was the thoughtful and ruthless Han Chu he knew.

"Nephew of the bamboo cultivator, these two demons are strong, and the demon treasures are fierce, you can't let the tiger return to the mountain!"

The purple-clothed Taoist priest of the Miao Fa Sect, seeing that Han Chu and Yang Xiuzhu were about to reach an agreement, anxiously hurriedly stopped him, staring at Han Chu and the two with extremely resentful eyes, especially staring at the shining blood river, the resentment on his face was like the blood river sleeping with his mother-in-law.

"Da Yu Zhenren, how about my Yang Xiuzhu, it's not the turn of others to intervene!"

Yang Xiuzhu glanced at the angry Dayu Zhenren lightly, and the sharp burst in his star-like eyes, Dayu Zhenren suddenly felt like he had been punched hard, and a mouthful of sticky blood spit out from his mouth, and he retreated a few steps backwards with a bang, and fell to the ground on his knees.

"Since Han Daoyou agreed, let's take out the things!"

Joy and anger changed, like an unpredictable situation, Yang Xiuzhu's face flashed with anger, and then looked at Han Chu with a faint smile and said, although he looked light, Han Chu naturally felt that Yang Xiuzhu had been secretly wary of him.

Facing this Yang Xiuzhu with unfathomable strength, but cautious and meticulous in doing things, Han Chu couldn't help but smile bitterly, ignoring the increasingly resentful gaze of the two Mystic Law Sect monks, stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and a dark and simple giant sword surrounded by golden patterns appeared in Han Chu's hand.