"En! I've seen your broken sword aura just now in Yiquan's body." Xu Han swept the martial artist rushing forward, a trace of memory flashed in his eyes, and he shouted in a low voice.
A cold light flashed in Yin Zhimao's eyes, and he scanned the martial artist in the distance, and said with a chuckle: "Then we helped the woman to be right?"
There are already many warriors in Broken Dragon Cliff. The news that Xu Han killed Yiquan, I am afraid the Supreme Temple is already aware, and Xu Han will definitely not be spared by then. Now it can spoil the good things, why Le Er Not for.
"Yep!"
Xu Han responded softly and waved his right hand forward, a silver light flashed across, but the silver tree in the spiritual cave broke through the air.
Pouch!
The silver tree rushed out, and the dense tentacles rushed out in an instant, shooting towards the warrior rushing in front of him.
"Plant-type war spirits!" Wu Zixuan frowned as he looked at the silver tree suddenly growing in the sky, and muttered in a low voice.
Of all spirit beasts, the plant-type spirit beasts are the most difficult to deal with, especially the vine-type plants, whose vitality is not generally tenacious, but after they become war spirits, they will only become more terrifying.
The silver tree that suddenly appeared, and several warriors who could not dodge in an instant were directly swept up. The eyes of the other warriors were shocked, and the long swords in their hands were swung out again and again, but more tentacles rolled in madly.
what!
The two warriors couldn't dodge the screams. They were dragged by the tentacles to the side of the silver tree, and then they were overwhelmed by the dense tentacles, leaving only the voice of wailing.
"Looking for death! Let go of my junior." Looking at the two people who were captured, the warrior holding a long sword, his expression was anxious, and he shouted.
The long sword in his hand cuts continuously, but the tentacles in the air are simply inexhaustible.
Zhou Xiaopang's face was furious, he looked at the arrogant warrior, and said with disdain: "Silly fork! I want to live when Xiao Yin was taken abducted, and I will return your corpses later."
Pouch!
With a soft sound, the tentacles wrapped around the warrior jumped open, and two kneading clothes shot out. It was the clothes of the previous two warriors.
The warrior who drank in his mouth took a shot with his right hand, and the clothes fell into his hands automatically. The warrior shook his hands, his eyes were full of anger.
There is no flesh and blood in the clothes, just the snow-white human bones falling down, falling to the ground with a crisp sound.
"You are looking for death!" Looking at the human bones, the martial artist's eyes were shocked, but his face was full of anger. The rest of the people around looked at the silver tree with tentacles dancing in the sky, all with a look of horror.
In just a while, the flesh and blood of the two warriors' bodies disappeared, and they were actually sucked dry by the silver tree.
When the warrior rushed out, suddenly a fierce sword aura struck behind him, and he slashed towards the huge silver tree in the sky, but Wu Zixuan couldn't help but shoot.
I originally thought that Xu Han was just a group of small characters. I didn't expect that several times as many as two martial artists died.
"Hmph! Finally made a move!" Xu Han looked at the warrior who was running out, a trace of coldness passed through his eyes, and he shouted in a low voice. The silver sword in his hand also flew up.
throat!
With a soft sound, the two swords collided with each other, but they dissipated in the air at the same time.
Seeing Xu Han taking the initiative to greet the blue shirt warrior, Yin Zhiyu let out a soft drink, holding a short sword and ran out towards the other warriors, and the silver tree in the air also flew out with numerous tentacles.
Wu Zixuan looked at Xu Han who was approaching, with a hint of doubt in his eyes, and said softly: "You are from He Zong, and there is a young man with your strength in Tianzhou. I can't have seen it."
Xu Han didn't reply, the fierce fist in his left hand blasted out, turned around and cut, and a silver sword aura was already in the air.
Seeing Xu Han was actually ignoring himself, Wu Zixuan's expression became angry, and the long sword in his hand danced horizontally, smashing the sword energy that had been drawn, and stabbing it on the long sword that Xu Han had drawn.
A fierce sword spirit swept across the air, and the surrounding trees were chopped one by one. Looking at the strange young man in front of him, Wu Zixuan was even more puzzled.
This strange young man who suddenly appeared was actually equal to himself, racking his brains, and there was still no impression in his memory.
what!
Wu Zixuan, who was shocked in his heart, was startled, and saw that another warrior was wrapped in the silver tree in the distance, and then disappeared from the sight of everyone.
Excluding Xu Han alone, I didn't expect that a dozen warriors were not the opponents of those two and the war spirits.
"Humph! Your strength is a lot weaker than Yiquan." Wu Zixuan was shocked, but Xu Han's faint voice came from one side.
Wu Zixuan's face was furious, looking at Xu Han's eyes full of consternation, it seemed that the person in front of him had fought with Yiquan, and he couldn't help but sternly shouted: "Who on earth are you? Offend me the Supreme Temple, there will be no Good ending."
Xu Han's face was as usual, but there was a hint of surprise in his heart. He casually probed, and the person in front of him was indeed the disciple of the Supreme Temple.
"Stop talking nonsense, take the trick!" Xu Han yelled, and a white tiger suddenly stepped out in his palm. In the martial artist's astonished eyes, he was good at facing the wind and turned into several tens of meters.
Roar!
With a huge tiger roar, the surrounding trees were all swept away, stepping towards Wu Zixuan with a terrifying aura.
A touch of dignity was drawn across his face, Wu Zixuan screamed, and a fierce spiritual energy surged out from the spiritual cave, gathering towards the long sword in his hand.
Suddenly a dazzling light burst out from the long sword. Xu Han was startled, and his figure exploded immediately, but he was a white tiger who didn't control the air.
"Sure enough, he is a member of the same family!" Feeling the dazzling light, Xu Han frowned, and whispered in his mouth, but he didn't know whether the light had any effect on the white tiger in the sky.
boom!
Xu Han, who was flying back, only heard a huge roar in front of him, and then a terrifying wave of air struck. Yin Zhiyu, who fought in the distance, was also affected by that vigor, and they all retreated continuously.
Ahhh!
Amidst Fei Juan's vigor, screams suddenly sounded, and one after another tentacles sprang out from beneath the ground and rolled towards the warrior who flew back in the air.
The warrior who had been evasive, did not expect that the tentacles would suddenly burst out of the ground, and more than half of the warriors were wrapped in the tentacles.
Wu Zixuan, who was shocked in his heart, looked back, and saw that the warriors were all wrapped in the air by numerous tentacles. As the surrounding tentacles continued to roll away, the warriors among them struggled weaker and weaker.
Xu Han flicked his right hand, swept away the energy in front of him, looked at Wu Zixuan standing in the field, and said, "Your move is much weaker than Yiquan."
"you
"
Seeing Xu Han compare it with Yi Quan everywhere, Wu Zixuan's face was full of irritation, but looking at the scene in the distance, there was a trace of panic in his eyes.
The strength of Xu Han's several people was completely beyond Wu Zixuan's expectation. The ten martial artists were not yet the opponents of the three. They were disciples who had never been born in the Supreme Temple.
"It seems that this guy still doesn't know the news of Yiquan's death." Xu Han looked at Wu Zixuan with an angry face and thought in his heart.
Wu Zixuan's expression showed that his relationship with Yi Quan was not harmonious. If he knew his death, he would certainly not be so angry. After all, no one would care about a dead person.
A dozen warriors are already half-dead now, and the strength of the young man in front of him is not simple. If you want to defeat him, I am afraid it is not that simple.
If the warrior over there ended the battle, plus that terrifying war spirit, I'm afraid he would no longer be an opponent.
"Hand over the jade, our Supreme Temple can ignore your faults." Wu Zixuan's eyes flashed a cruel look, and he looked at Xu Han with a smile on his face, and shouted sharply.
Xu Han did not reply, and lightly tossed with his right hand, a jade appeared in his hand.
"If you want jade! Come and get it!"
Originally thought Xu Han was going to hand over the jade, but it was a light and fluttering word, Wu Zixuan, who was able to take a step, was full of shame and anger.
Although his own strength is not as good as Yiquan, ordinary warriors in the late stage of the gods are not his opponents. In the Supreme Temple, the younger generation is the most powerful except for that Yiquan. I was so embarrassed today.
boom!
Xu Han didn't make a move, but Yin Zhihui in the distance did not hesitate at all. The warriors in front of them were all warriors of the Supreme Temple, so there was no room for them to keep their hands.
"Brother Wu! What should I do?" The remaining martial artists in the distance did not have the previous arrogance, looking at the huge silver tree in the sky, their faces were full of horror.
Almost all the warriors were absorbed by this strange war spirit, and the tentacles that kept looting out were inexhaustible at all.
Wu Zixuan had already seen the scene in the field, groaning in his mouth, and rushed out towards several warriors in the distance, but his long sword was flying straight into the air with tentacles.
"Go!" A fierce sword aura swept across, and all the tentacles rolled in the air were cut off. Wu Zixuan shouted in a low voice at the remaining warriors.
The warrior who was already panicked, after seeing Wu Zixuan personally cut off, wherever he dared to stay, he immediately jumped towards the distance.
Seeing the sudden flow of water in the air, Wu Zixuan stared at Xu Han who was running in a daze, his long sword danced forward, and a bright light burst away.
"Damn! This is another trick!" Zhou Xiaopang, who was about to chase after him, yelled, and immediately covered his front with both hands.
When the light dissipated, where there were still Wu Zixuan's traces, Zhou Xiaopang couldn't help but yelled at the embarrassing scene in front of him.
"Well! The disciple of the Supreme Temple, as expected, escaped faster than a rabbit."
Xu Han let out a sigh of relief, swept around his eyes, and said in his mouth: "Let's go quickly! Such a big movement, there will definitely be martial artists."
But in his heart was the power of the Supreme Temple of Astonishment. Although Wu Zixuan's strength was slightly weaker than that of Yiquan, it was probably the same, but he did not expect to participate in the martial arts club.
"Brother Wu, the jade was taken away, how can I explain to the elder?" The warrior who was following Wu Zixuan, seeing that no warrior was chasing him behind him, couldn't help but anxiously said.
"Nothing! The door is about to act soon. Without the jade, it doesn't matter." Wu Zixuan drew a ruthless look across his face and shouted in a low voice.
However, there was doubt in his heart, when there were so many powerful young people above this big six, any one of them was almost the same as himself, and Wu Zixuan obviously felt that Xu Han had not tried his best.