Doesn't it mean that the Four Great Cultivation Kingdoms are the strongest of the Four Kingdoms except for Northern Xuanzong, why are the three of them joining forces, and even one of them can't defeat one person?

Doesn't it mean that the Northern Xuanzong is the holy sect of the world, and it is invincible, why is the elder of the family so embarrassed, and even killed on the spot?

Doesn't it mean that apart from the Four Great Cultivation Kingdoms and the Northern Xuanzong, there is no more Vehicle?

Many people's minds are so occupied by such storms that they can hardly think about anything else.

Among these people, the eight people from the Jin Kingdom who came with Han Yu suddenly became the focus, and countless eyes were cast, with curiosity, but more importantly, there was a strong envy.

Ying Wutian was full of emotion in his heart, he knew very well that these people must regard him as a person from Xuanyang Gate, at this moment, he was also proud to be a monk of the Jin Kingdom, but the Thunder Sect was kind to him, even if the Xuanyang Gate was powerful, he would not abandon his own sect.

Luo Honghui and Li Guanyun were six people, regardless of their injuries, they all stood up, their eyes were shocked, and their bodies were full of deep solemnity, looking at this former disciple of Xuanyang Sect, the tiger roared Lingyun.

Only Zhou Yi was always calm, he remembered what Han Shi had said many years ago on Luo Yunfeng.

At that time, for some reason, maybe because of moving, maybe because of belief, maybe because of that faint hope, he believed in Han Shi, from the bottom of his heart, at that moment, he really believed.

...... Disciple Han Shi, one day he will set foot in the realm of Chengding, and he will go to Northern Xuanzong to seek justice for his master.

Although, Zhou Yi never thought that he would be able to see with his own eyes that this day has come!

Looking at this scene, Zhou Yi's heart was calm, he should have three regrets in his life.

Worship under the master's door, and Qiuzhu made a three-life covenant, and the last thing is to form a master-apprentice relationship with Han Shi.

There is a disciple like this, and his life is enough!

Suddenly, Zhou Yi suddenly remembered what Luo Yunfeng said to him.

...... The master does not have to be stronger than the disciple, for the teacher, the first emphasis is on the word "introduction", everyone has hidden in the depths of the soul, his own power, for the teacher, when the disciple should be guided to understand the wonder, into their own cultivation, is the right way of the teacher.

...... The teacher is like a lighthouse, guiding the way to the unknown!

...... Therefore, the blue is better than the blue, which is the principle of heaven and earth!

Zhou Yi was in a trance in his eyes, and on the back of the ethereal green shirt, he seemed to see the shadow of the master back then.

"This is the inheritance......

On Zhou Yi's old face, a drop of crystal fell, at this moment, the autumn bamboo that he had never forgotten also faded away, leaving only the face of an old man, which he buried deep in his heart and did not dare to forget...... Master.

In the terrible scream of the fifth knife, a green shadow stepped straight into the air and pointed at the center of the man's eyebrows.

In the eyes of the fifth knife, a trace of confusion swept through the shock, and in his sea of consciousness, there were suddenly scenes that did not belong to his memory.

He saw a hundred-zhang sword shadow, slashing towards the fate of mortality......

He saw the forbearance in his heart with the blade in his hand......

He saw that the unbearable was the true meaning of forbearance......

He saw the knife in the flames, under the hammer, in the clear water, in the red dust......

He saw it, a peerless blade, cutting the firewood, but it couldn't break the edge......

He saw that the treasure knife, which was never changed, covered the kitchen with a layer of greasy......

He saw a vague figure, a knife fell, breaking through the fog in his heart......

He saw it, and he remembered it with a sword, and he remembered it with his life......

He saw that only when the blade pointed in the same direction as righteousness, the knife was the sword......

He saw it, the swordman, and the Tao also......

"It turns out that I never knew how to use a knife!"

In the eyes of the fifth sword, there seemed to be endless stars annihilated, but in that silence, there were stars flashing out again.

Is that...... A whole new world!

This transformation is unbelievable, as if you are seeing the end of the sky at the moment when a meteor crosses by.

"Do you understand?" Han Shi's gaze was like a knife at this moment.

The fifth sword shook his head, smiled bitterly, but nodded again, with a look of regret in his eyes, he clearly felt that a destructive force spread all over his body along the center of his eyebrows, and the next moment, his body and soul were about to be completely destroyed.

A wisp of desperation at the moment of destruction surged into the heart of the fifth sword, and in his eyes, everything in heaven and earth was frozen at this moment.

The long wind never stops, and the lightning has unparalleled speed, but compared with the brilliance that can be seen when you raise your eyes, although the wind and thunder are easy, they are still out of reach.

What you see is where you are, and that's the limit of what you can do.

But if there is one thing in this world, and the speed is above the brilliance, it is only ...... Thought!

There were sixty moments in the flick of his fingers, and his thoughts, in less than a tenth of an instant, looked back and saw the bond between him and the knife in this life.

The fifth knife didn't have time to reminisce, let alone regret it, only in his eyes, a wisp of sword shadow appeared again, and he lived and died.

He did not forsake the sword, neither did the sword!

It's just that it's all too fast, too fast to leave a word.

In the eyes of everyone, the whole body of the fifth knife collapsed, turning into a little crystal, scattered with the wind, this crystal was caused by the fusion of the sword intent of the fifth knife and the body.

At the same time, at Han Shi's fingertips, a violent concussive force appeared, like a meteorite hitting the sea, causing a monstrous wave to swing in all directions.

The fall of the realm is not trivial.

It's just that this huge force can't damage Han Shi in the slightest.

It turned out that what Chen Nan said was not exaggerated at all. ”

At this moment, not long ago, Chen Nan's words to the Fifth Sword resurfaced in everyone's hearts, and Han Shi's still indifferent look after killing the Fifth Sword suddenly made many people's hearts fluctuate even more violently.

Looking at the understatement in his hand, you know that this person is far from doing his best......

The violent shock made the top of the boundless mountain also shake, Han Shi raised his head slightly, took one step, and in the countless shattered crystals, his hand held a colorless and invisible light in the eyes of ordinary people.

This is a wisp of the soul of the fifth knife, and the reason why it was not annihilated in this collapse is precisely because the fifth knife had a new understanding of the knife at the moment before he died, which was a change from a cocoon to a butterfly.

It can be described as the obsession of the knife, or the ...... of the knife Soul!

Han Shi looked down at the light group, and after a long time, his body shook, and he instantly appeared in front of the fifth tyrant.

The Fifth Tyrant immediately trembled, his cultivation was originally in the early stage of infant transformation, and it was the Fifth Sword who forcibly promoted it to the middle stage by using the secret technique, and it had not yet been consolidated.

Zhan Han Yu was fine, but facing Han Shi at this moment, he only felt a sudden continuous stinging pain in the Yuan Shen, and the indescribable mountain pressure almost crushed his whole body.

Han Shi stood quietly like that, and the fifth tyrant suddenly turned pale like dirt, and knelt down on his knees.

"Seniors spare their lives. ”

The fifth tyrant was almost terrified, he knew very well about the strength of the family ancestor, with his cultivation, even if he was one out of ten, he was not an opponent.

Seeing that the ancestor died in the hands of the young man in front of him almost without any power to fight back, the fifth tyrant's heart seemed to collapse as if the heavens and the earth had collapsed, and even the regret was forgotten by him, leaving only a piece of fear.

At this moment, he is like a newborn lamb, facing a tiger coming down the mountain, and life and death are no longer up to him.

"Bringing this soul back to the family and closing the family for a hundred years is a blessing or a curse, all in one thought. ”

With a wave of Han Shi's sleeves, a gust of wind swept up the Fifth Tyrant and pushed it far out of the range of the Northern Xuanzong.

The cultivation of the fifth tyrant who was forcibly promoted was gradually stripped away in the wind and fell back to the early stage of the infant transformation, at this moment, he didn't know that for the rest of his life, the cultivation would not be able to go further, although Han Shi did not kill him, but gave him a punishment until death.

However, in just a few breaths, the fifth knife and the fifth tyrant were killed and injured in the hands of Han Shi, especially the death of the fifth knife, which gave everyone a great shock, and the eyes that looked at Han Shi were full of awe.

In the Holy Land of Northern Xuanzong, in front of the monks of the world, what kind of pride is this to kill the elders of the Northern Xuanzong Riding Realm with one finger?

And this killing is not torture and killing, but before death, the fifth knife had an epiphany, leaving a trace of the sword soul immortal, which is even more extraordinary people can do.

This is already the realm of not doing something, and doing something!

Such a realm seems easy, but what is needed is not only unfathomable cultivation, but also a heart that is more stubborn than regrets.

The eerie silence spread on the top of this boundless mountain, blending into everyone's eyes, and at this time, no one dared to speak out without permission.

Many people looked at the back of the gray-haired young man, and there were many things on this person's body that they couldn't see through, but for some reason, there seemed to be something in their hearts that had been touched and made them ponder.

Han Shi's finger seems to be an understatement, but few people can see that it contains a powerful artistic conception power.

This force, in an instant, completely suppressed the artistic conception of the fifth sword, and even transformed it, which was by no means an ordinary artistic conception, and there were more than 10,000 monks in the audience, and only two people could see the clues.

A white-clothed shadow slowly fell from the clouds and came straight towards Han Shi, the clouds and mist under his feet continued to grow and disappear, and with the light veil on his face, he could never see his face clearly.

Han Shi's expression was as usual, standing on the edge of the cliff with his hands in his hands, looking at the woman in white who fell in front of him.

The two faced each other, and an invisible agitation momentum rushed out of the void at the moment when the eyes of the two intertwined, echoing in the heavens and the earth.

In this invisible potential, there is not half a trace of heaven and earth Yuan power, not even the power of artistic conception, but the understanding of the way of heaven and earth by the two of them deep in their eyes.

This is an ineffable confrontation, which can also be called a confirmation, and the vast majority of monks, throughout their lives, cannot touch the threshold of this realm.

In a trance, the two seemed to be incarnated into landscapes, one was majestic, the other was quiet, and in the wind, they were relatively speechless.

Han Shi's heart moved, although this woman's gaze was hazy because of the clouds, it gave him a sense of déjà vu, but no matter how he thought about it, he couldn't remember where he had seen it.