With four colors of cold light at the sword's front, the pitch-black sword aura split the white tiger in the air, and instantly slashed on the short sword that Yin Zhiyu had set up.
boom!
With a loud noise, the sword aura was like silk, but it was astonishingly powerful, and directly smashed Yin Zhiyu into the distance.
"It was blocked." Xu Han said in surprise as he looked at the girl who smashed into the distance.
The scene of being split in half did not occur as expected. Yin Zhiyu's blood was vomiting, crushing many long swords, lying motionless in the scorched earth.
bump!
The white tiger flying in the air shattered in an instant, turning into a spirit energy and spreading around.
"Yeah!" Looking at the blocked blow, Lan Zenghui said in surprise, and finally there was a slight change in his calm face.
"That dagger!" Looking at the dagger that fell on the side of the corpse, Lan Zenghui's eyes flashed with astonishment, actually blocking his own powerful blow, that dagger was extraordinary.
"Zhihao!" Xu Han exclaimed, looking at Lan Zenghui who was not immediately ahead, immediately ran to the girl who fell on the ground.
Yin Zhimao's face was pale, and the blood spilling from the corners of her mouth dyed the skirt of her chest red. At this moment, the girl was in a coma.
Xu Han's spiritual energy penetrated into his body, all the internal organs were displaced by the shock, the meridians had filiform cracks, and the strong sword energy collided in the body.
"It surprised me."
A calm voice sounded in the air. I don't know if Lan Zenghui was surprised that Xu Han was able to avoid the blow by the prophet, or if Yin Zhiyu blocked the blow he was bound to win.
Looking at the approaching Lan Zenghui, Xu Han's face was full of caution.
"You all have to die!" Lan Zenghui let out a soft drink, holding the sword in his right hand, smashing into the void, and leaping forward.
No matter what is surprised, it doesn't matter anymore, what is worth asking about the dying person.
"Damn it!" Xu Han shouted angrily, got up and greeted Lan Zenghui who was running.
Originally thought that his ten-foot-old Linghai, even if he was not capable of fighting a mid-stage warrior, he would at least be able to do it, but in the hands of Lan Zenghui, he could only parry.
Lan Zenghui looked at the young man who was struggling to support him, and finally there was a change in his eyes. Killing this kind of early warrior with his own strength was a piece of cake, but every time this young man was hit by himself, it didn't make much difference. hinder.
"The martial arts outside is really strange." A sword struck Xu Han, but Lan Zenghui was surprised to feel the attack blocked by the dark armor.
Although the strength of the protective body can be broken, the solid black armor on the surface is amazing!
drink!
Xu Han retreated with the sword, and the long swords behind him were all broken off. The sword energy rushed towards Xu Han's body through the Qi Jin on the surface of his body.
The blood in the body rolled, Xu Han's face was flushed, and he was thinking hard about a way to escape, but nothing was achieved. Yin Zhiyu was seriously injured and wanted to take him away safely. The difficulty was not ordinary.
"It seems that the only way to rely on Ziyu is." Looking at Ziyu who was irritated in his sleeve, Xu Han thought in his heart.
Seeing Xu Han's danger, Zi Yu had thought of it a long time ago, but Xu Han repeatedly asked, Zi Yu had to stay in his sleeve.
Retaining the back hand is one aspect. Another aspect is that in Xu Hanjue's battle, the aura in the spirit sea is liquefied several times as much as usual, and the more intense the battle, the faster the aura is liquefied.
Therefore, in the battle encountered, Xu Han was not easy to let Zi Yu take action if he could solve it by himself.
"I said, no matter how the ants resist, it is the ants after all." Lan Zenghui looked at Xu Han, whose expression was constantly changing, and said softly.
He has this strength, this confidence, even if he is still a warrior in the middle of the spirit sea realm, he also has this capital, because he is a jade-faced Xiaofei brother.
"Humph! It's too early to say this." Xu Han hummed softly, and immediately retreated to Yin Zhiyu behind him.
Zi Yu, who got Xu Han's consent in his sleeve, broke through the air and shot towards the calm and composed Lan Zenghui.
"Spirit beast?" Lan Zenghui said in surprise as he looked at the purple rushing in the sky.
With a soft snort, the sword in his hand swept across the void, and the three sword auras crossed towards the purple light and shadow one after another.
"What is the effect of a spirit beast, don't you still have a spirit beast in the middle of the spirit sea realm." Looking at the purple figure in the sky, Lan Zenghui thought.
Roar!
Zi Yu flying out of the sky suddenly roared, and his ten-foot-large body covered the air and slammed into Lan Zenghui on the ground.
"What!" Lan Zenghui exclaimed as he looked at the spirit beast that suddenly grew larger in the sky.
The three sword auras that were smashed against the purple feathers spread out the wings, and they were directly bounced off. No, it should have been blown away by the energies instigated by the wings, and could not hurt them at all.
With a sharp retreat and avoiding a claw grabbed by Zi Yu, Lan Zenghui was shocked now in his heart.
Flying spirit beasts are rare, not to mention that they are powerful, and he doesn't even own one. Xu Han actually has such a powerful spirit beast.
The flying spirit beast of his own is more only used for transportation and fighting with the enemy, and the strength of the Lingtong Realm can't help him at all.
"Okay, okay??? If you can tame this spirit beast." Looking at the majestic and roaring purple feather in the sky, Lan Zenghui's eyes were full of fire.
Lan Zenghui had already seen that the strength of this spirit beast was only in the early stages of the Spirit Sea Realm. If it was taken as a mount, his strength would definitely increase.
Xu Han glanced at Zi Yu who was already fighting with Lan Zenghui behind him, picked up Yin Zhiyu and fled away.
"Want to go!" Lan Zenghui looked at Xu Han who was about to leave, chuckled softly, and ran straight away.
The death of Lan Hong and the dagger in the girl's hands did not allow Xu Han to leave.
The purple feather hovering in the air looked at the figure swept across the ground, yelling, the dragon head raised and his mouth opened, Lan Zenghui on the ground suddenly felt a strong inhalation in the air, and the whole person was pulled into the air. go with.
"Humph!"
Lan Zenghui let out a soft snort, and the aura revolved, stopping the body floating backwards, but after such a delay, Xu Han and Yin Zhiyu in front of him had disappeared before his eyes.
"I should find a secret place to take a good rest." Xu Han looked at the pale girl in his arms, thinking in his heart.
Zi Yu's momentum will definitely attract the surrounding martial artists. Maybe the Ye Family who was led away by him will return it again. It's better to leave early, and then rush in the direction that Yin Zhiyu previously directed.
"What kind of spirit beast is it?" Lan Zenghui was shocked while turning away the roaring spirit beast behind him.
This spirit beast has never seen it before. It has a tyrannical ***, a strange style, wings, limbs, and a strange tail. Lan Zenghui thought hard in his mind, but still didn't have a clue.
Turning around, Lan Zenghui looked at Zi Yu in the sky, and the sword in his hand danced in the void, and a three-foot-long sword aura slashed towards the huge mouth.
Roar!
Zi Yu let out an angry cry, spread his wings, and swept his body towards the sky.
The wings of several tens of feet in size stirred, a gust of wind blew in the entire space, and the long swords on the ground all flew into the air and shot all around.
Lan Zenghui's sword aura brushed Ziyu's claws into the air, and finally disappeared from sight.
Ziyu flying in the sky looked at the motionless figure on the ground, hovering for a while, swooping down, and his front paws crossed.
The long sword was slashed on the sharp claws, and there was a sound of metal switching, Lan Zenghui retreated with the sword, flushing on his face.
Zi Yu's huge body swooped down, how great the strength was. The retreating body made two deep marks on the ground, and Lan Zenghui was shocked.
"I underestimated you." Lan Zenghui shouted in his mouth as he watched the tail patted over his body.
Looking at the huge tail photographed in the sky, a strange color flashed in Lan Zenghui's eyes suddenly, his right hand slipped, and the tail from the purple feather fan flashed, and a handful of them clasped the scales of the purple feather tail.
Roar!
Feeling the body grasping at his tail, the purple feather in the sky screamed and rushed towards the sky.
The wind was raging, and the long sword on the ground shot and splashed under Ziyu's blowing strength. Lan Zenghui, who was flying up behind Ziyu, looked at the spirit beast in front, his eyes full of joy.
"Wait for me to climb to your back and see how you are." Putting away the sword in his hand, Lan Zenghui slowly crawled towards the top along the scales of the purple feather's tail.
Zi Yu kept circling and turning in the air, but Lan Zenghui on his body was like a bone gangrene, although he slowly crawled towards Zi Yu's back.
At this moment, Zi Yu was extremely angry. Except for Xu Han, there was another martial artist who wanted to climb on his back. This was an insult to him.
From the moment he was born, in this lifetime, no one except Xu Han could stand on him.
"What's the matter?" Xu Han asked in doubt as he listened to the call behind him.
The voice was full of anger, but it was still strong. Zi Yu should be no big deal. Xu Han was nervous about Zi Yu, but there was nothing to do, so he had to take Yin Zhiyu to the front.
Zi Yu's anger resounded through the area ten miles away, and some surrounding warriors rushed towards Zi Yu's direction listening to the sky-shaking anger.
"Damn it!" Lan Zenghui grabbed his tail, and shouted angrily as he watched the long sword that was blowing under Ziyu's vigor.
Such a loud cry will definitely attract the surrounding martial artists, if it attracts the martial artists from the hostile forces of the Lan family, it will be troublesome.
boom!
Zi Yu's body rushed down, his tail bitterly slammed on a mound, the sword broke, and the scorched earth on the ground cracked apart, but Lan Zenghui, who was hanging on it, still grabbed it firmly.
"What spirit beast!" The warrior who rushed over looked at the frantically tumbling purple feather in the sky, and said in surprise.
For a while, hundreds of warriors had gathered around, but no one knew the purple feathers in the sky.
"It's Brother Xiao Fei!" Someone slowly saw the figure hanging behind Zi Yu and said loudly.
expensive!
Zi Yu looked at the figure on the ground with a long groan, and went straight to the warrior on the ground.
"Go away! Get away!" The warrior on the ground panicked as he looked at the flying spirit beast.
boom!
There was a loud noise, mixed with screams, and rubble splashed, but Lan Zenghui at the back did not let go.