Hidden Blade

The red figure slowly fell down, such as a fallen sculpture, wooden Leng dull.

The 19th apprentice widened his eyes and looked at the scene in front of him. Guanglin ghost raised his head slightly, but soon sighed again. He lowered his head and recited the Scriptures. Only Chen Xuanji narrowed his eyes and raised a smile around his mouth.

Xu Han pulls out the sword inserted in Ye Hongjian's abdomen. He looks down at Ye Hongjian, at the bewilderment and fear in the girl's eyes, at her pupil's gradual laxity, and at her whole body's vitality disappearing, until it completely disappears.

He looked very carefully, even a little distracted, so that the army behind him had arrived less than five feet behind him, and he was still unconscious.

He is still looking at the girl, dark eyes in that moment to restore the usual clear appearance, he staring at her, eyebrows bent, mouth smile. It was as if he had done a very important thing, and his expression was extremely satisfied.

At this time, the vast number of saints had already killed him behind him. The first one held out one hand, and the purple scales covered his arm in an instant. Then, the whole person turned into a purple monster of ten feet in size, and the hand turned into a sharp claw enough to stimulate people's heart, and took Xu Han's back.

At that moment, the dark color also covered Xu Han's eyes. His clothes fluttered, his hair was torn by the fierce sword, and his long black hair was lifted up in the wind.

He turned around, one hand stretched out slowly, but he held the arm behind him in front of the battle.

The black sword rose from the sky, and three thousand golden swords appeared.

Xu Han's forehead began to be densely covered with green veins, which spread like a poisonous snake, and soon covered Xu Han's face, making him look particularly ferocious at that time.

He thought of the snow that changed his fate in the cloud city many years ago.

So he said, "it's a cold day."

Three thousand golden swords disappeared, and the snowstorm covered the top of Dayuan mountain. The majestic sword spirit was wrapped in the snow, and the boundless anger of their master's heart poured into those monsters.

Purple blood splashed all over the sky, and the broken limbs and arms covered the ground.

At that time, Xu Han held the hand of the chief Marquis and exerted a little force. At that time, the violent force spread to the saint Hou's body along his arm. The saint Hou's face turned white, and his face with fangs and scales showed a look of panic.

Boom!

A bang spread, and the body of the saint Hou suddenly burst at that time.

Xu Han easily killed a monster of immortal level. The purple flesh and blood fell like rain and poured on Xu Han. Xu Han, whose face was covered with crisscross veins, was calm, and he took another step forward.

In my mind, I recalled that night in Chang'an city. The real dragon fell on his side. With the vitality of his body, the dragon spirit constantly poured into the girl's body. Beside his ears, there was a continuous cry: "please die, Lord!"

The shadow of the dragon and the snake hovered between them, whether to swallow the dragon or to eat the real dragon. This cruel question is placed in front of the young man.

Therefore, Xu Han once again said: "start the dragon and snake!"

When the words came out, the snow was scattered all over the sky. The sword dragon and the sword Python rose up against the end of the wind and snow, and then they made a long roar, and then they shuttled through the crowd. All the saints who passed by were smashed into pieces and quickly reaped one after another of their lives.

Standing behind the crowd, the ghost Bodhi frowned. She did not expect that Xu Han, who had not been fighting for a long time, showed such a strong fighting power at this time. After more than ten minutes, nearly a hundred half demons at the rank of Saint Marquis fell under his sword.

"Let them do it." She said with a calm brow, and the nine children standing behind the crowd turned cold when they heard the words. Then they shot out like flowing shadows, killing Xu Han in the direction several times faster than those saints.

The distance between the two is more than a hundred feet, but for those children who like last year's children, they are like nothing. In a flash, they kill Xu Han with their swords and swords, which are extremely cold but powerful.

Xu Han's dark eyes raised and looked at the nine bright blades.

He thought of the old man with wooden box on his back on the top of Longyin mountain. His clothes were flying and his eyebrows were cold. The thunder in the sky fell one after another, until the tenth thunder roared, finally bending the old man's upright waist for thousands of years.

"Ten robberies!" Xu Han spoke again in a hoarse voice, like a ghost whispering.

At that moment, the sword dragon and the sword python, which were raging in the crowd, suddenly rose to the sky after circling for a while, and then turned into ten huge swords carrying the thunder and lightning and falling towards the direction of Xu Han.

It's a long story, but it all happened between the electric light and flint.

Even before the swords in the hands of the nine children had not touched Xu Han's body, the ten long swords suddenly fell down and wrapped the figures of the nine children into a huge cage. Then the thunder of the sword rushed out to the nine children and wrapped their bodies.Under the fierce sword and thunder, the nine children had to stay at the same place, constantly driving their own forces to fight against the things released by the huge cage.

These nine holy kings, who were regarded as the most powerful killing moves by Senluo hall, naturally would not fall into Xu Han's sword array so easily, but they were also not happy. At least, in order to fight against the thunder and sword spirit in the sword array, those holy kings had to start to be sanctified. But different from those holy sons, holy soldiers or saints, these holy kings were obviously closer to pure half demons Their sanctification is also very different.

When he was seven feet away, he had a pair of black bony wings on his back. His two horns rose from the sky, but his appearance did not change much. The strange and disgusting scales of his body did not appear. From the appearance, these kings don't like those saints who have a huge body, and the terrible breath that is always publicized.

But the more introverted the breath is, the more comfortable they are in controlling this powerful force.

The fact is also true. With the completion of their sanctification, the strength of the sword array is obviously not enough to cause too much damage to them. They began to constantly attack the sword array. Although the sword array did not collapse in an instant under such impact, it was also on the verge of falling.

But Rao is so, Xu Han's dark eyes still do not see half of the panic color.

His eyes are deep, and some memories come back to him.

The Taoist priest who had been walking in the world for thousands of years finally fell under the thunder, but a hand suddenly stretched out from the sky and dragged the old man's body. He said, "give him a star." So, thousands of miles away, under the light of a star, the old man's body would escape from the sky under the guidance of that star light.

"Stars fall!"

There was a light in Xu Han's black eyes. He drank it again. The black sword fell from the sky, and Xu Han's body leaped high. He held the handle of the sword, and the thunder and sword spirit were restrained. But the more terrible and stronger power lingered around Xu Han's body.

Boom!

With a bang, the sword fell into the array of swords, and the dust rose all over the sky, and the heaven and earth were in awe.

Then, after a few minutes, the dust dispersed, and the bloody youngsters stood tall and upright in the sword array, with a pool of disgusting mud under them... They were the kings who had been cited as killing moves by Senluo hall before, but they fell under the sword of Xu Han in an instant.

The ghost Bodhi naturally saw the scene. Her face turned white and her body suddenly shook.

Of course, she knew that Xu Han had hidden means, but how could she have imagined that her half apprentice was so strong that if he was so powerful, why would she watch Su mu'an and others die one after another in front of him?

Of course, there are some secrets that the ghost Bodhisattva can't know, but at the moment she doesn't have the heart to study them one by one. Xu Han destroys the holy king, destroys most of the foundation of Senluo temple, and also destroys the opportunity of ghost Bodhi to pursue for a long time.

She couldn't bear the frustration of hope collapsing in that moment, so anger surged into her heart, and she raised her hair and let out a scream.

The tone of voice is extremely sharp, and the anger and sadness wrapped in it are more difficult to say.

The purple light in her pupils twinkles, her long black hair is raised, and a shadow behind her that cannot be seen clearly is looming. Her body a shock, the face also burst out with Xu Han's general blue veins, and then she jumped straight to kill Xu Han.

Her speed is also fast to the extreme. In a flash, she passes through the crowd. Her hands turn into sharp claws. She takes Xu Han's face from both sides. Xu Han looks up at the ghost Bodhi who has been killed. His eyebrows look cold.

He remembered that before the Nanhuang sword mausoleum, tens of thousands of sword spirits turned into swordsmen and fought with the half demon with sharp swords.

At that time, the sword spirit soared to the sky and lit up the long night in the southern wilderness. They all cried out in unison: "I will cast your sword. You will accept my way!"

"There is no end to this road. How can I be destroyed?"

At that moment, Xu Han seemed to realize something. He did not dodge the ghost Bodhi, but he took a step forward again to meet the ghost Bodhi.

His hand suddenly stretched out and whispered, "the sword spirit of the ages is buried in the castle peak!"

At that time, there were countless figures holding long swords behind him. They held the sword behind them with one hand, but the other hand stretched out like Xu Han. At that time, the countless golden shining hands overlapped with Xu Han's hands. It was just a light grip, but at that moment, it was like wrapping countless mysteries of heaven and earth, and embracing all kinds of ineffable worldly power Yes.

Therefore, this grip naturally grasped the neck of the ghost Bodhi who had been killed. Her claws stayed at a distance of only half an inch from Xu Han, but she could not move forward any more. Her crazy struggle, the expression on her face is ferocious and twisted, and her mouth is constantly roaring: "why! Why do you have to stop me! "

"Why?"

"Why?"

...

the anger wrapped in the roar was already expressed, but Xu Han was indifferent. He just stared at the crazy ghost Bodhi, and the hand holding her neck gradually strengthened. The ghost Bodhi's face turned red, and the roar in his mouth gradually became silent. She felt suffocated and felt the approaching death."Shi Niang..." Xu Han's voice sounded at that time, "your enemy is not me, my enemy is not you."

"Take a good look, everything you want, the apprentice will earn you back, and all you have to do is... Just live."

As Xu Han shook the ghost Bodhi's hand, he threw the ghost Bodhi's body to one side, and then he looked at the saints who still ignored killing him. His eyes coagulated, and the black breath suddenly spread from him.

Then he reached out his hand and shook the saints. The black air suddenly covered the saints. Then, under the black air, the bodies of the saints melted down like ice and snow. Black gas gushed out of their muddy bodies and poured into Xu Han's hands, turning into a black thing constantly jumping.

Xu Han looked at the thing, his eyes flashed, but at the next moment he opened his mouth and swallowed the black thing into his mouth.

At the moment of swallowing that thing, the dark color in Xu Han's eyes became more and more turbulent, and the black gas spread all over his body soared several times. On the top of the Dayuan mountain, it was as if it was going to sweep the world.

Then, Xu Han suddenly raised his head and looked at the sky, where a huge face also looked at him.

They look at each other.

"What? Do you want to do it to me? " The face in the sky seemed to see Xu Han's mind. His mouth outlined a mocking smile, and then his huge voice rang through the world.

Xu Han didn't speak, but the black breath that lingered around his body turned more and more powerful.

"Do you think that with the help of that evil god, you can fight against us? Guiguzi are waiting for this moment, you are not their opponent, and once you get enough of the evil god to compete with Guiguzi, your existence will be a threat to the starry sky, and we will have the reason to destroy you together with the world! It's a dead end. You can't get out of it

Xu Han still did not speak. He thought about all that happened on the Dayuan mountain and the figures that fell in front of him. Then he began to whisper.

"The dragon and snake rise in the cold sky, and the stars fall in ten directions."

"The eternal sword spirit is buried in the Castle Peak..."

"ten thousand bones are withered up..."

"I'm in the devil's presence!"

Boom!

As the words fell, the sky and the earth shook, and the black air suddenly poured into Xu Han's body again. His clothes were suddenly broken. A pair of huge black wings stretched out from his back, and countless strange black inscriptions appeared on his naked upper body...

when the wings behind him vibrated, they carried the evil Qi all over the sky and killed him straight to the dome.

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