Han Fengqiu was also cold, and when he saw Hu Xin coming towards him, he almost blurted out "Don't suffer me".
However, after all, he is a master who has practiced for many years, and his mind has long been extremely determined, and he knows that he can't panic at this time.
The long sword in his hand turned into a sword energy and attacked the key point on Zuan's body. If the opponent did not give up chasing Huxin, he would definitely be hit hard by this sword.
As long as Hu Xin was rescued, although that guy had his front paws cut off, he was still a top 9-Rank expert, and the two would still have the strength to fight together.
Seeing the sharp sword coming from the fly, Zaan took a step forward, as if that step crossed time and space, and appeared directly in front of Hu Xin. In his unbelievable eyes, he directly stabbed his tiger head with a sword. Cut off.
Zu An's face sank like water: "This sword is for the innocent thirty-six souls of the village."
At this time, Han Fengqiu's long sword arrived in a hurry, and Zu An casually flicked the flying sword to the side.
Han Fengqiu summoned Feijian back to him with an ugly expression on his face.
He never expected that Zuan's cultivation was so high that he would kill a master of the same level under his nose.
The other dead men in the field were also torn apart. Although they were not afraid of death, they often only did that against enemies with a small gap. If the two sides were far apart, they would simply die if they were not afraid.
Seeing that Zu An's attention was all on Han Fengqiu, a group of people hurriedly fled.
Han Fengqiu's face turned cold, the flying sword in his hand turned into a cold light, and he shuttled directly through the crowd, bursting with blood mist, and in the blink of an eye, none of these dead soldiers survived.
Zuan frowned: "Kill your own people?"
Han Fengqiu sneered: "Fleeing before the battle, be executed according to the law!"
"You don't seem to be as scared as you were just now?" Zaan was a little surprised. The other party's momentum is getting stronger and stronger, and it is growing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Why should you be afraid, the reason why you killed Hu Xin so easily just now is mainly because his talent was just restrained by you, you should have some kind of spiritual attack method, coupled with the strange movement, Hu Xin was frightened. You just took advantage of it."
Han Fengqiu analyzed that, as one of the several major worshipers under the command of Prince Qi's mansion, this time he went out to escort the prince again, and Prince Qi naturally gave him a lot of magic weapons.
For example, the goggles that just saved his life, and a jade pendant specially designed to deal with mental attacks.
So he calmed down when he wondered how Zaun had beaten Huxin just now.
As a top swordsman, he has enough confidence in his swordsmanship.
Moreover, his sword is called the Abeluo Sword. It has a magical nature on it, and he has been repressed and dared not let it show its influence in the past.
Nowadays, there are naturally not so many scruples in the battle between life and death. Just now, the reason why he Feijian killed those dead soldiers was not to enforce military law, but to let Abeluojian drink the blood of masters.
The higher the cultivation level of the killer, the more blood they drink, and the more powerful the sword will be.
Zaan apparently also noticed the sword that was gradually glowing red: "So it is, to sacrifice it to such a level, you don't know how many people you have killed over the years."
It wasn't too long since he came to this world. He had already seen a lot of vicious cultivation methods, so he could guess the state of this sword at a glance.
Han Fengqiu said proudly: "The weak eat the strong, it is the law of the world, and it is their honor to be the nourishment of my Abeluo sword."
"And you will be the 1000th master who died under the sword of Abeluo. Your cultivation base and your blood are enough to make him completely sublime. Even if he faces a grandmaster in the future, I will not be afraid, hahahaha."
As soon as the words fell, he waved the sword in his hand, and transformed into countless sword qi and shot towards Zaan.
The magic of Abeluo's sword can distort the eyes of the enemy and confuse their minds. The combination of other people's swords is mixed with the sword light in the sky, and he is confident that one move will severely damage the opponent.
The strength shown by the other party is really surprising. Last time in the capital, he also felt that Zaan was just opportunistic, and it was easy for him to take his life.
It's been so long, he can't see through the other party.
If you give Zaan time to grow up, and wait until the next time we meet, will you not be rubbed on the ground by him
Thinking of this, he is no longer merciful, and he must kill it in the bud with this blow.
However, his eyes widened suddenly, because he noticed that a stronger and more fierce sword energy descended from the sky and enveloped his whole body.
His own sword qi met those sword qi that fell from the sky, as if Canxue met the scorching sun, and quickly dissipated.
It was then that he noticed Zaun swung his sword towards him.
He was not surprised but delighted, because he fell behind in the sword qi competition, but if it was the sword in his hand, he would have a big advantage.
The Abeluo Sword is a heaven-level sword. It has just drank full of blood, and its state has reached its peak. It can be said to be cutting iron like mud.
"Heaven has a way, you don't go, hell has no door, you break in!" Han Fengqiu grinned and slashed directly with his sword.
Click!
With a crisp sound, the smile on Han Fengqiu's face has not disappeared, and his eyes are full of astonishment.
He looked at the half of the Abeluo sword in his hand, and then looked down at the sword that was inserted into the big hole in his chest with a look of disbelief.
"You also use a sword?"
Zaun slowly pulled the Tai'a sword back.
Han Fengqiu was angry and anxious, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the whole person fell to the ground.
Although the opponent's sword did not kill him, it abolished most of his cultivation, and the remaining cultivation can only guarantee that he will not die from such a serious injury.
"How is that possible, is your sword of immortal level?" He stared at the simple and unpretentious long sword in the opponent's hand, never expecting that his Abeluo sword would be cut off.
"I ask, you answer." Zaan had no interest in answering his question, but asked directly, "Where's Zhao Zhi?"
Han Fengqiu turned his face to one side and expressed his attitude with silence.
Zaan sneered: "Oh, are you still pretending to be tough, when I can't torture people?"
"When it falls into your hands, all of your cultivation will be abolished. If you want to kill, you will kill. There is so much nonsense." Han Fengqiu's heart was ashes, and naturally he was not afraid of death.
Zaan said lightly: "You should know that there are many things in this world that are more terrifying than death." After that, he put Tai'a sword on his finger and gestured.
Han Fengqiu's eyelids twitched, but he still said bravely, "Do you want to chop off my fingers? Anyway, I've become a waste now, it doesn't matter if there are fingers or not, you can chop them off! I won't cut them off one by one. Frow your brows!"
"Cut it down one by one, you think it's beautiful!" Zaan laughed, "There is a saying in my hometown to describe a bully, that he will slap a dog when he passes by, and cut an earthworm in half when he sees it. I'm curious about his vertical cutting technique, why don't you try it with your fingers today, don't worry, you have ten toes in addition to ten fingers, I can try it slowly and see if you can stick to the first a few."
As he spoke, he raised his fingers, and then held the blade of the sword and tried to cut it at the front of his fingers.
Han Fengqiu's scalp was numb when he heard it. If his fingers were chopped off, it would be a pain.
The key is that he knows very well that even if he can support the first few fingers with great perseverance, he will still collapse in the back.
Thinking of this, he sighed resignedly: "You won, I said."
Zaan looked at him coldly, but did not withdraw the sword.
Han Fengqiu had no choice but to hurriedly say: "This matter is over, the prince has already returned early."
"Leave so early?" Zaan said in disbelief.
"The bitter cold in Yunzhong County is not as prosperous as the capital, and the border here is extremely chaotic, so the prince naturally doesn't want to stay any longer."
"Doesn't it matter if you get rid of Jian Taiding and the Pegasus Chamber of Commerce?" Zaan frowned, "What plan do you guys have!"