"Hi--boom!!!"
There was no deafening explosion, but first there was a subtle but heart-wrenching tearing sound, as if the cloth was being torn apart.
Immediately afterwards, there was an earth-shattering explosion!
The bloody beam of light was cut open by the extremely condensed and sharp cyan sword light.
The two terrifying forces collided and annihilated wildly, and the resulting shock wave swept around like a tsunami.
"Pfft--!"
Chu Feng was the first to bear the brunt, as if struck by lightning, a mouthful of blood spurted out.
The whole person flew backwards like a kite with its string cut off, and hit the ruins dozens of feet away, sending smoke and dust all over the sky.
He struggled to get up, but he spurted several mouthfuls of blood.
His complexion instantly became as golden as paper, and his breath became extremely depressed. It was obvious that his internal organs had been severely damaged.
And Fang Han was also shocked by the aftermath of the explosion, and his blood was boiling. He took ten steps back before barely able to stabilize his body.
His face turned slightly pale, and the arm holding the sword trembled slightly, but his eyes were still as sharp as a knife.
The battle has been decided, the winner has been decided!
Fang Han, win!
Although Chu Feng broke through to Fourth Grade and Internal Qi's power increased dramatically, Fang Han relied on the stronger Sword Technique and Body Movement to leapfrog and defeat Chu Feng.
"To practice magic skills is to seek death!"
Fang Han slowly exhaled a mouthful of turbid air that smelled of blood, looked coldly at Chu Feng who was struggling in the distance, and Flowing Wind Sword lifted up again.
Chu Feng, as True Disciple, the genius of the sect, is bound by sect rules. He cannot kill Chu Feng, otherwise he will be severely investigated by the sect.
But now that Chu Feng is practicing magic skills by himself, the sect will not blame him even if he kills Chu Feng.
The duty of eradicating evil is done. Today, Chu Feng will be completely eliminated.
"Whoops--!"
Fang Han's eyes were filled with astonishing murderous intent, and he quickly thrust out his sword.
The sword wind was fierce and fierce, enveloping the Internal Qi in his body that was close to the peak of the late fifth grade and the fierce Sword Intent of <Void-Sundering Nine Swords>Proficiency Realm.
Flowing Wind Sword turned into a cyan lightning that tore through the void and went straight to Chu Feng's throat.
This sword is fast, accurate, and ruthless. With his determination to kill, he will never allow the threat of Chu Feng to exist in the world again!
"..."
Chu Feng's pupils shrank suddenly, and for the first time, an almost desperate horror appeared in his eyes.
Seriously injured, he faced this killing sword that condensed all the energy and energy of Fang Han.
It is unavoidable and unstoppable!
Just when the tip of Flowing Wind Sword is about to touch the skin of Chu Feng--
"Buzz!"
A low but soul-shaking hum suddenly sounded!
Fang Han felt his eyes blurred, and a black shadow appeared out of thin air between him and Chu Feng like a ghost.
It came so fast that it far exceeded the limit of his perception!
Immediately afterwards, a terrifying aura that was cold and biting, yet as majestic and vast as the deep sea suddenly erupted.
A palm wrapped in the sleeve of a wide black robe came from behind and pressed forward lightly.
This palm seems to be slow, but in fact it is faster than thinking.
From the palm of his hand, a strange, extremely condensed and dark red energy spurted out.
Unbiased, it hit the Flowing Wind Sword tip of Fang Han.
"Dang--!!!"
It was not the crisp sound of gold and iron, but a strange explosion that was as dull as the impact of a giant bell, mixed with some corrosive force.
Fang Han felt an indescribable force rushing down the sword.
That power is not only fierce and unparalleled, but also has a cold attribute that erodes the meridians and freezes Internal Qi.
He groaned, his right arm holding the sword shook violently, the tiger's mouth burst open, and blood instantly dyed the sword hilt red.
The whole person felt as if he was hit head-on by a high-speed collision with the mountains, and flew backwards involuntarily.
"Ding-deng-deng--!"
Fang Han His feet took more than ten steps on the broken ground.
Every step he took sank deeply into the stone dust, leaving behind a series of cracked footprints.
Just now he managed to let go of that terrifying force and stabilize his body.
His throat felt sweet, and he almost spurted out a mouthful of blood, but he forcefully swallowed it again.
Looking up, his eyes were solemn as never before!
I saw an additional figure in front of Chu Feng.
The visitor's whole body was shrouded in a wide and thick black robe, and even his head was hidden under the shadow of a deep hood.
He couldn't see his face clearly, and his whole body exuded a terrifying aura like an abyss, which spread like a substance, making the surrounding air seem to solidify.
Just standing there gives people an unshakable and unrivaled sense of suffocation.
"Upper Third Grade! And it's not as simple as entering for the first time!"
Fang Han's heart sank to the bottom of his heart, and his body Internal Qi was running wildly, resolving the cold and cold energy that had invaded his body.
Flowing Wind Sword stood in front of him, fully alert.
In this person, he felt a dangerous aura that was far more heart-stopping than those Elder in the sect.
Chu Feng's practice of magic skills must be closely related to this person!
The man in black robe did not immediately pursue Fang Han, but turned his head slightly and glanced at Chu Feng who was lying limply on the ground behind him, his breath was weak, and his face was covered with blood.
The gaze, through the shadow of the hood, was as cold as a trace of warmth, with an undisguised disappointment.
"Trash."
A hoarse and low voice came from under the black robe, like sandpaper rubbing, harsh and unpleasant.
"After all <Blood Demon Technique> such a quick fix, I can't even win against a peer, but I am forced into such a situation... I am really disappointed."
Chu Feng Hearing this, his body trembled suddenly, and the blood on his face faded.
I opened my mouth, but no words of defense came out, only endless humiliation.
Originally he thought that Fang Han also practiced magic skills, but now it seems that Fang Han obviously did not practice magic skills.
Fang Han, who practices quick magic skills but can't beat normal practice, is simply the ultimate shame.
The man in black robe stopped looking at Chu Feng and slowly turned around. The invisible gaze seemed to penetrate the hood and locked firmly on Fang Han.
Being stared at by this gaze, Fang Han felt that the skin all over his body was covered with tiny pimples, as if he was being stared at by a poisonous snake, and his sense of crisis suddenly increased.
"Boy, your name is Fang Han?"
The man in black robe spoke hoarsely, with no emotion or anger in his tone.
"At such a young age, he has such cultivation and combat power. Sword Technique Body Movement are all impressive... but a rare piece of jade."
He changed the subject with a condescending look and temptation.
"I cherish my talent and give you a chance to survive. Give up your so-called righteous cultivation techniques and practice the supreme magic technique given by me!"
"As a certificate of surrender, I will spare your life and take you under Beginner stage to teach you the true path! By then, power and power will be at your fingertips! How about that?"
"Practice magic skills?"
Fang Han sneered in his heart.
Not to mention that there are endless hidden dangers behind the quick success of magic skills. It is easy to lose your mind and become a monster who only knows how to kill.
Simply because once he practices magic skills, he will become a street rat and have to hide in Tibet for the rest of his life, which is not what he wants.
"If we have different paths, we should not conspire against each other!"
Fang Han's voice was cold and decisive, and Flowing Wind Sword made a slight tremor in his hand, indicating his decisive attitude.
It is impossible to be conceited. If he agrees, the man in black robe will definitely let him turn to practice magic skills immediately as a sign of surrender.
The most important thing is that he does not think that the man in black robe will be the final winner.
"Stubborn!"
The man in black robe snorted coldly, and the killing intent around him suddenly surged.
"Then I won't let you go!"
Almost at the moment when the black-robed man's murderous intention burst out, Fang Han had pushed <Windcloud Escape> to the extreme that it could currently achieve.
<Windcloud Escape>, which is close to Minor Accomplishment, makes his figure seem to completely blend into the wind.
It turned into an invisible blue smoke and shot out of Liangshui City without hesitation.
Facing a demon Upper Third Grade whose strength is unfathomable, there is only one way to die if you fight hard. You can only rely on Body Movement to fight for a chance of survival.
"Huh? So fast Body Movement!"
The man in black robe let out a light sigh, seeming to be slightly surprised by Fang Han's speed, but then he responded with indifferent ridicule.
"It's a pity that in the face of absolute strength, all efforts are in vain!"
Before he finished speaking, his figure swayed slightly and disappeared out of thin air like a ghost.
The next moment, he appeared dozens of feet away.
The speed is far faster than Fang Han who cast <Windcloud Escape>.
The distance between the two people shortened sharply at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Feeling the terrifying aura behind him that was approaching quickly like a shadow, Fang Han was horrified.
Upper Third Grade The speed of the warrior is so terrifying.
He has pushed <Windcloud Escape> to the limit, but he still can't get rid of it.
"Huh--"
After chasing Fang Han, the man in black robe poked his right hand out of his robe sleeve.
The hand was so pale that there was no trace of blood, and the five fingers were long and slender. However, at this moment, it was wrapped in a blood Internal Qi that was so rich that it could not be dissolved.
Internal Qi rolled and condensed, and instantly turned into a huge bloody hand with a radius of several feet, covering the sky and the sun.
The lines on the claws are clear, exuding a disgusting bloody smell and a terrifying pressure that suppresses everything.
Like a blood-colored magic mountain capsized, it shot towards Fang Han!
This claw contained the will of the man in black robe to kill. It was obviously because of Fang Han's refusal that he had the intention to crush Fang Han to death.
Before the bloody Juzhua arrived, the terrible pressure had already made Fang Han's bones make an overwhelmed "creaking" sound, and his movements became extremely sluggish, as if he was stuck in a quagmire!
The breath of death has never enveloped Fang Han so clearly.
Fang Han only hopes that his perception of <Spirit Sniffing Art> is not wrong, otherwise I will really have to explain it here today.
"Devil, don't hurt me Azure Profound Sect True Disciple!"
An old but majestic roar suddenly exploded like thunder from the sky.
Before the voice fell, a golden light shot out from the void.
The golden light was extremely condensed, like a golden giant that tore through the sky.
The one who struck first and struck first struck the key point in the heart of the man in black robe.
"Pfft--!"
There was a slight sound, like a bubble bursting.
The solid and thick protective layer Internal Qi around the man in black robe was like paper, shattering in front of this golden shock.
The golden light penetrated into the body without any hindrance.
"Uh-huh--!"
The man in black robe let out a shrill and painful scream, and his forward body suddenly froze, and the bloody Juzhua covering his body instantly collapsed.
The body slid back dozens of meters, and a hideous wound appeared on the body. A large mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out, and the breath suddenly withered like an avalanche.
He turned his head in shock and looked in the direction of the golden light.
Not far away, I don't know when, but there was an old man standing quietly.
The old man is wearing Azure Profound Sect Elder clothing, but it is different from the ordinary Elder dark green. His robe has a unique pattern embroidered with gold thread, highlighting his unique identity.
His face is pale and wrinkled like a knife, but his eyes are as bright as morning stars, radiating light when they open and close, showing no anger or authority.
Both his beard and hair are white, but they are carefully combed and tied behind his head with a simple wooden hairpin.
Although he is not very tall, he stands as straight as a pine tree and has an awe-inspiring aura.
It is Azure Profound Sect Law Enforcement Hall, deputy hall leader, Chen Wanjun!