With this thought in mind, Han Qianshan also began to regress.
Everyone knows the strength of Xiao Huo. Even if Golden Core Third Layer can fight across levels, it will only be able to fight against Golden Core Fourth Layer at the fifth level.
As for the seventh floor, it's a dead end!
Li Han glanced at everyone present and said, "Are you from the Great Yong Dynasty?"
Xiao Huo stood at the front, hesitated for a while, and finally put away his rebelliousness and said:
"Exactly, I wonder what happened to you fellow Daoists?"
Li Han glanced around with disdain and chuckled:
"Fellow Daoist? With all your pickled vegetables, do you deserve to call me "Fellow Daoist?"
Behind them, the three Chen Xuan laughed cooperatively.
Wanton and free, very harsh.
The people opposite Great Yong Dynasty looked aggrieved, but no one dared to answer the question.
Shen Hongyuan's hand holding the sword had veins popping out. She took a step forward and her voice was suppressed with anger:
"You are all great monks in the Golden Core Realm realm, we are only Foundation Establishment Realm, why should we be in such a difficult situation--"
Before she finished speaking, a hand reached out from behind and grabbed her sleeve with considerable force, pulling her back a step.
"Don't talk too much." Xiao Huo whispered.
After saying that, Xiao Huo was about to make another fist to apologize, but Li Han started to speak.
He first glanced at the two of them, and then slowly drew out the long sword from his waist. The sword's blade was bright, reflecting the cold murderous intent in his eyes.
"If you want to know the reason, go to Yellow Springs Road and ask Zhou Qi of your dynasty."
As soon as he finished speaking, the sword light started to rise.
The sword slashed down without any fancy probing, and went straight to the door facing Xiao Huo.
Golden Core, Seventh-Layer Mid-Stage's majestic Spiritual Power was condensed on the line. Before the sword arrived, Sword Qi had shaken the gravel at Xiao Huo's feet and scattered it in all directions.
Xiao Huo's pupils suddenly shrank, but he was already on guard.
The heavy sword fell from his shoulder, holding the handle with both hands, lying horizontally in front of him.
Most of the Spiritual Power in the body was taken away in an instant, and poured into the sword body crazily. Cyan fire emerged from the blade, and collided head-on with the fierce Sword Qi coming towards the face.
"Boom--!!!"
A dull loud noise exploded in the stone forest, air waves swept across, all the stone pillars within a radius of ten feet were broken, and the gravel and dust covered the sky and the sun.
Xiao Huo's resistance only lasted a moment.
Golden Core Third Layer vs. Golden Core Seventh Layer, the gap between the four small realms cannot be filled by willpower.
The sword was so powerful that it easily tore through his defense.
Xiao Huo gritted his teeth, and three colors of fire suddenly erupted from his body, one green, one white, and one red, swirling around to form a defense.
But it only blocked it for a breath, and then there was a "click".
The defense intertwined with three colors of fire was like glass falling to the ground, shattering into spots of light all over the sky.
The remaining power of the sword hit Xiao Huo firmly on the chest.
"Bang--!"
The white figure was like a wooden stake hit by a giant hammer. It flew backwards and broke one stone pillar after another.
Rubbles flew and smoke billowed, and it hit more than a dozen sticks before finally stopping and falling heavily into the rubble.
Xiao Huo was lying on the ground, vomiting blood profusely. The clothes on his chest were torn open by Sword Qi, revealing the charred skin inside.
The heavy sword was stuck in the rubble beside him, and the fire on the sword had been completely extinguished.
One blow.
Just one blow.
All his trump cards are like paper in front of Li Han.
On the other side, Su Wenyuan and Han Qianshan had already turned around the moment Li Han took action.
They didn't even have time to look at each other, their bodies had already reacted before their brains.
Su Wenyuan kicked his feet, like a frightened rabbit, and jumped towards the gap in the stone forest to the south that had not been swallowed up by the smoke.
Han Qianshan followed closely, the bandage on the broken arm flapping in the strong wind.
The four Foundation Establishment, Sixth Layer players were even more unbearable. They ran away in all directions, some heading east, some heading west, all in no order. They just wanted to stay away from the crowd of the Primordial Hall.
However, the guy at the Primordial Hall is faster.
Chen Xuan raised his hand and waved lightly towards the two Golden Core Realm disciples behind him.
The three people flew out in three directions like arrows from the string.
Chen Xuan's figure is like a gray lightning, and after a few ups and downs, it has blocked the path of Su Wenyuan and Han Qianshan.
He did not draw his sword, but just stood there with his hands behind his hands, a faint smile hanging on his lips, as if he was watching two mice crashing into the cage.
The other two Golden Core Realm disciples chased the four Foundation Establishment, Sixth Layer players respectively.
One knife, one sword.
Two sharp rays of light flashed through the smoke and dust so fast that it was almost impossible to see the trajectory.
The two slowest runners didn't even have time to scream. Their bodies were cut neatly from the middle. The fracture was as smooth as a mirror, and blood and internal organs dripped all over the floor.
The other two were so frightened that they lost their wits, their steps were messed up, and they stumbled to the ground.
He rolled on the ground and ran in the opposite direction, but was kicked back one by one by the Golden Core Realm disciples behind him. He rolled several times in the air like a ball and fell heavily at the feet of Su Wenyuan and Han Qianshan.
Su Wenyuan gritted his teeth and looked back.
Chen Xuan took action.
He didn't use his weapon, he just raised his hand and struck out with a palm.
The palm wind was fierce, carrying Golden Core Fourth Layer's strong Spiritual Power like an invisible wall, hitting Su Wenyuan head-on.
Su Wenyuan had no time to dodge and instinctively raised his arms to block.
"Click--!"
There was a crisp sound from his arms, and he was sent flying backwards by the force of his palms. He flipped twice in the air, fell heavily to the ground, and rolled another seven or eight times before he could stop.
When Han Qianshan saw this, his feet suddenly stopped, he stopped abruptly, helped Su Wenyuan up, and returned to the original place.
The two Foundation Establishment, Sixth Layer who were still alive also staggered back, covered with injuries.
Xiao Huo gritted his teeth, slowly stood up with his body propped up, and spat out a mouthful of blood.
His eyes slowly swept across the entire audience, and several other people from the Primordial Hall were killing people from the Great Yong Dynasty wantonly.
Xiao Huo's clenched fists slowly unclenched, a trace of unwillingness flashed in his eyes.
Can't beat it.
Can't save them.
This thought instantly extinguished his fighting spirit like ice water.
After a moment of silence, he finally shook his head gently and looked at Shen Hongyuan, his voice hoarse but decisive:
"I'm sorry, I still have unfinished business. I can't die here."
After the words fell, the flames all over Xiao Huo suddenly surged, and the raging fire instantly enveloped the whole body.
As the ground trembled, his whole body shot up from the ground like an arrow from the string, broke through the clouds, and flew into the sky.
"He's going to run!" Chen Xuan shouted.
Li Han's complexion changed, he drew his sword and chased away with a bright sword light.
But it was too late. I don't know what method Xiao Huo used to not only fly in the air, but also fly at an astonishing speed.
Jian Guang failed to pursue him and was dodged by him.
Li Han sheathed her sword, her face so gloomy that water dripped from her face.
"Leave him alone!" Seeing that he was out of luck, he shouted sternly, "Kill all the remaining people first!"
When Primordial Hall's other two Golden Core Realm heard the order, they drew their swords and grasped their swords, and the majestic pressure suddenly exploded.
The two figures suddenly ejected out, carrying the cold murderous intent, and went straight to kill everyone.
The light of the sword and the light of the sword, blessed by the Spiritual Qi monk Golden Core Realm, shine so brightly that it stings the eyes.
The remaining people were only at the Foundation Establishment level. Their realms were so different that they were so shaken that they had no time to react.
Two killing moves, one hard and one fierce, were pressed in front of him in an instant, and the haze of death instantly enveloped the entire scene.
Han Qianshan's face turned pale, and there was only despair in his eyes. Even his thoughts of desperate resistance were almost gone. He could only raise his sword stiffly and block it in front of him in vain.
However!
At this moment of life and death, sudden changes occurred!
In the shadow in the distance of the stone forest, a sharp sword light suddenly tore through the dead silence and exploded like thunder.
The sword was rolling and swaying, carrying a terrifying power that could destroy everything.
Wherever the sword light passed, gray smoke and dust surged crazily to both sides, leaving a straight vacuum trail.
The speed was extremely fast, Air-Breaking Slash was silent, and it covered a distance of tens of feet in an instant, pursuing the backs of the two Primordial Hall Golden Core Realm monks like the scythe of death.
That speed is several times faster than theirs!
The two of them were using their sword light and sword light with all their strength, slashing at everyone Great Yong with all their strength, their backs wide open.
The moment the sword light came close to them, they suddenly noticed the biting coldness behind them, and their hearts were suddenly frightened, and even their breathing was suffocated.
"Be careful--!"
Li Han's exclamation has not yet been exported.
The next second, the cold light exploded.
"Puff, puff" two muffled sounds sounded almost at the same time.
The figures of the two Golden Core Realm monks stiffened suddenly, and a cloud of blood mist burst out from their waists at the same time.
The power of their swords and swords were just hanging in the air, Spiritual Power collapsed, and the brilliance was annihilated.
The two of them were cut in half by the force of the sword.
The two broken bodies fell powerlessly and hit the ground heavily, throwing up a cloud of dust.
No more sound.
Kill two Golden Core Realm with one sword!
There was silence for a moment.