Chapter 39 Hand Blade Enemy Ask for Collection

The war is on the verge of breaking out. In the sky, the sky is shining with light, making this sky like boiling water, and the aura of heaven and earth completely boils and evaporates.

Black and speechless, stealing the dark bead of the demon family, Yun Yiyi, has the heart of the five elements of the water system, that is, the water bead, the cold fly, with the mixed original beads nourished by the beginning of heaven and earth. In the battle, the spiritual power is provided continuously, the later power is enough, victory, and naturally inclined to them.

And in the sky, a battle has attracted the attention of countless people. The aura of heaven and earth there is constantly getting cold, then swallowed up, and then getting cold.

The sky is like a heavy snow, and pieces of cold energy keep falling from the sky. The cold and murderous atmosphere is enough to turn the river upside down.

Everyone looked at the snow-white, murderous young man figure, the breath that gradually became cold and crazy, the gradually ferocious face, and all the people taught were terrified.

"This hatred is really not the same!" Everyone thought so in their hearts.

Just as everyone's hearts were frightened, the sky, cold flying and strange blood were already separated.

"Do you remember the Guanfeng Town 30 years ago?" Han Fei's face looked solemn, and his eyes stared at the former bloodthirstyly.

The strange blood laughed. I kill like a dog. I can't remember how many people I have killed. Seeing Hanfei's pale face, the different blood was even more exciting: "But their blood is a good nourishment, and their resentment, but it is excellently absorbed by me. Hey hey, if you want to know, you can have a look."

After saying that, the strange blood shook his hand and waved out a black magic weapon. It turned out to be a long black stick. On the long stick, the black fog was shrouded. The ferocious ghosts opened their teeth and claws, and the horrible and gloomy breath spread out in an instant.

An invisible force suddenly burst out, and the strange blood suddenly shocked. At a glance, it was even more shockingly discolored.

The white-robed young man suddenly rose up with invisible power, a stormy sword spirit, densely forming a blue tornado.

The waves are sparkling, the sword is watery, and all the sharp breaths are restrained, forming a huge blue storm, reflecting the sunlight.

The storm gradually flowed, with the sound of water. The storm, under the point of the cold wind sword, rotated fiercely like a stormy beast.

"Kangua, tornado storm!"

A vast breath swept away. The gray dragon penetrated into the water tornado, forming a giant dragon storm, twisted, like a water snake twisting its waist and limbs. The snake's head rose to the sky, and under the shocked gaze of different blood, it suddenly swallowed the sky and earth.

The sudden violent attack shocked the sight. Looking along the attack, the thousands of sword gas condensed by the sword power, the water power, exuded a deep breath and swallowed up the strange blood.

"Black Demon Blood!"

The tornado was overwhelming, and the different blood was not in a hurry. His face turned pale, spit out a mouthful of blood on his hand, and suddenly pinched a fingerprint.

The fingerprints were pinched, and the whole body of the blood was agitated. In an exclamation, blood springs spewed out one by one, and then it seemed to be grasped by the invisible big hand, covering the whole body of the blood.

The blood covers the whole body and condenses into a set of crimson and almost black armor in an instant.

At the same time, with a sneer, the black stick in his hand suddenly broke out, and the souls were released one by one, bypassing the big bend and rushing to the cold fly.

Bloody came to his nose, Han Fei's face condensed, a chill in his hand spread, and the sword spirit spread in an instant.

"Hum!"

As soon as the sword moved, the terrible power of sword cultivation suddenly appeared.

The aura of heaven and earth condensed from thousands of miles away. Under the shocked eyes of countless people, the cold air and the aura of heaven and earth suddenly condensed into a flying sword. Under the control of the sword, it exudes terrible pressure and sharp coldness.

Tens of thousands of swords crossed the sky, led by Han Fei, which instantly made heaven and earth lose their color.

Countless people looked at the magnificent scene of the gathering of ten thousand swords, and the chill in their hearts climbed to the peak.

Every sword exudes a terrible momentum. Han Fei sneered and looked at the strange blood in the water tornado wearing black armor. The sword power was crazily stimulated, and a stream of Xuantian cold air was refined. In just a short moment, the sword power in the golden elixir was restored to the top.

"Woth!"

My mind moved, and ten thousand swords were sent together. In the blink of an eye, the thousands of ghosts suddenly dissipated sadly, struggling in the air for a moment, and then turned into a group of white eyes.

Suddenly, ten thousand swords broke through the ghost and went straight to the water tornado.

"Boom!"

At the same moment, the water tornado has been chasing the strange blood with the momentum of thunder. No matter how the different blood can avoid it, the water tornadoes are like a water snake twisting its waist, staring at the strange blood, as if staring at the prey, chasing after it.

"Humph!" The strange blood was angry, and the black stick was enlarged in an instant. The magic stick collided with the tornado, blowing up a ball of water, and a sad howl.

"Bang!"

The huge shock sounded, the space suddenly shook, the black wooden stick broke the whole water tornado, and the powerful momentum suddenly rose.

Han Fei's eyebrows condensed. This was the first time that someone broke the water tornado. With a finger in his hand, the clouds were light and the wind was light, thousands of wild, and the roar of piercing the air shook the eardrums.

"Wow!"

The wind roared, and the strange blood pulled the thick and long black stick to dance around the body, and a layer of black light curtain was formed, blocking the hair of ten thousand swords.

The crisp sound of jingling and the roar of the flying sword immediately made the battle here boil to the peak.

"Kill!"

The cold fly moved slightly, the tongue burst thundered, and the killing sound rolled in the sky, like a steel knife. The sword finger moved, and an earth-shaking sword spirit instantly broke through the space and touched the black stick.

"Boom!"

With a sound, the sky and the earth were empty. Looking up, there was only one black and one white streamers in the sky constantly collided. Every impact made the space slightly distorted, and the stars in the sky darkened in an instant.

Han Fei's body moved, and he pedaled under his feet, smashed a few auras of heaven and earth. At the corners of his mouth, a trace of blood left out, and the clothes on his hands burst one after another.

On the other side, the abnormal blood is not much better. A thick frost was frozen on the black stick, a few pieces of skin and flesh were torn on the old skin, and the tiger's mouth of his hands burst apart.

"Jither, you are looking for death!"

He was beaten into the downwind by Han Fei, and the strange blood suddenly became extremely angry. A mass of evil spirit on the black stick burst out and turned into another black stick, followed the body of the black stick, and went straight to Han Fei.

Erase the blood stains from the corners of his mouth. Han Fei's face became more and more sad. He sneered, and his arms closed. The sword power condensed a huge sword. The hilt had the thickness of his arms. He was caught in his hand by Han Fei. With a casual wave, he had the power of ten thousand pounds.

With a hand grip, the huge sword crosses the air, colliding with the black stick of strange blood in the most savage way.

"Bang!"

The black ice is flying, and a violent energy fluctuation rushes into the sky and the earth, and there is a dull sound.

"Black blood splits the sky!"

"Big waves of sand washing!"

A stick and a sword collided with each other again. However, the sound of this collision was even more fing.

With a movement in his hand, the huge sword suddenly turned over. The wave turned around and suddenly turned back again. This move could be released and collected.

The sound behind him was amazing, and the strange blood was not panicked. An angry stick slammed into the ground and picked it hard, but a mountain was suddenly lifted out. With the rumbling sound, the long stick hit Han Fei like a sledgehammer.

Such a savage blow surprised many people, but when they saw the means of cold flying, countless people took a breath of air.

A sword!

A simple sword, a sword with a little broken face, a sword that condenses the power of cold power.

In the sky, a blue streamer burst into a flying mountain, breaking through and smashing the peak.

However, when Han Fei was still recovering, another mountain flew over. He couldn't help but be shocked. The dragon retreated step by step, pointed to the sword, broke through the air and bombarded again, breaking the peak.

"Jiang, no matter how strong your attack is, you are not as strong as me." With a gloomy smile and a long stick, the mid-term power of Jindan burst out, and a mountain was lifted again and flew towards the cold.

Han Fei's heart sank, and the dragon stepped back.

Indeed, he doesn't have much sword power in Jindan, but Hanfei can last longer!

The mixed original beads constantly released Xuantian Hanqi, which was refined by the domineering extraction of Hanfei.

Suddenly, it was dark in front of him, and a black stick shadow quickly enlarged. Han Fei's white pupil suddenly shrank, and Teng Long subconsciously took a step.

"Hss!"

The harsh sound of the wind echoed in his ear, and Han Fei's heart sank, and a stream of blood soared out on his shoulder.

A pain in his shoulder, Han Fei's pupils shrank, and he hurried away.

"Han Fei has fallen into the wind!"

"He is always not strong enough." A exclamation sounded in the distance below.

Looking at the white figure who kept avoiding the shadow of the stick, everyone's hearts couldn't help sinking. Han Fei was the new generation of leaders of the righteous Xianxia Sect. Did he save him? If you save each other, I'm afraid you will offend the devil.

For a moment, everyone's hearts were in conflict.

However, in the contradictions in everyone's hearts, the mutation suddenly arises.

The white shadow suddenly stopped, looked at the mountain peak, suddenly raised the huge sword in his hand, and made a savage split!

"ci——"

The extremely harsh voice sounded, like the painful sound waves, penetrated into everyone's minds.

Everyone looked at it in horror. Han Fei's piece was like a steel mirror, dividing the peak into two, and the opening was so smooth and flat.

How fast and domineering is the attack of this sword, and how skilled power control is needed to do it?

Everyone doesn't know, but they can't do it!

"How can it be? How can you still have power?" The unbelievable voice of different blood sounded, and the black stick, which had become thousands of feet long, was blocked in front of his chest by a sword by Han Fei.

The corners of Han Fei's mouth opened, and he ignored the surprise of different blood. The white pupil flashed, which was a cold flame of hatred.

Feel the hatred in Han Fei's eyes, and the horror on his strange blood face gradually convereded, with a gloomy smile. So far, no one has ever seen the real power of my black magic stick. Today, you are the first and the last!"

After saying that, the blue veins on the different blood face suddenly burst out, and the blood red color spread. Immediately, a mouthful of blood spit out and stained the black stick.

As soon as the blood was stained with the black stick, the whole black stick was like boiling magma. Blood-red bubbles burst on the black stick. Every time it burst, a small aura storm broke out from it.

"What kind of magic weapon is this? Is it so weird?" Han Fei's heart beat, and Xuantian's cold air permeated and turned into a ball of ice and white armor.

"Puff, poo!"

The black stick gradually contracted and became only two meters long, with a thin wrist. The blood-red bubbles burst one by one, and the hot and violent magic gas swirled around the black stick. The strong force made black clouds float in the sky.

"What a strong spiritual power!" Shocked, the white pupil suddenly shrank, and his heart immediately calmed down.

Hands, pinch the same seal formula with each other, but the seal formula did not move, and the sword power in the body has begun to be crazy **, the Xuantian cold air released in the mixed beads, the domineering refining, the refined sword power, like a runaway wild horse, in the condition that the golden elixir has been full, the crazy riot in Hanfei's body. Get up.

In this way, Han Fei still refused to stop the operation of his skills. He pinched the strange seal in his hands, and a vicissitudes of ancient atmosphere gradually dispersed from his hands.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, Han Fei's body rose. In the exclamation of countless people, Han Fei's body became a fat man in an instant.

"What does he do? Do you want to blow yourself up?"

Countless people exclaimed, and their faces turned pale in an instant when they felt the crazy condensed and compression power in Han Fei's body.

"No, looking at that fingerprint, I feel a breath of ancient vicissitudes. He is going to use a powerful attack. It must be a medieval or ancient sword skill, or a seal!"

People with more eyesight guessed Han Fei's idea when they saw the seal on Han Fei's hand.

"Wow!"

A breeze suddenly set off, and Han Fei's hands suddenly moved. The illusory fingerprints and an old breath gradually dispersed. At a glance, Han Fei seemed to be an old man who had experienced all the vicissitudes of life.

The illusory fingerprints are constantly changing, and a huge energy storm of heaven and earth is formed around it. Under the shocked eyes of everyone, a huge aura vortex is formed on the top of Hanfei's head. The reason for the formation of the vortex is the constantly changing fingerprints on Hanfei's hand.

With the pinch of the fingerprints, the sword power in Han Fei's body also broke out in an instant, like a flood breaking the dike, rushing to Han Fei's hands.

"Boom!"

A huge crack sound sounded, and a whirlpool was formed, but it was a black whirlpool, and the huge magic gas rushed towards the black stick in the hands of the strange blood.

"These two people are preparing to hit with all their strength!"

"The whirlpool on the other side of Hanfei is so big!"

There was an exclamation, but most people's eyes were staring at Han Fei. The main reason was that the energy fluctuation on the other side of Han Fei was too huge. Let's not talk about the huge aura vortex, that is, the sharp and cold sword power in Han Fei's body was constantly gushing out, constantly releasing with the imprint in his hand. Strong pressure.

The fingerprints are constantly changing. In an exclamation, a huge sound of waves suddenly sounded, which exploded in the void, but there was no sound of waves at all.

"Wow~~"

At the same time, a sad sound of ghost crying and howling also resounded through the sky.

Everyone looked for the sound. There were two voices, the sound of ghost howling sounded from the black stick of different blood, and the sound of the waves was on the seal on Han Fei's hand.

Everyone paid attention to the movements of Han Fei's hand at the same time.

The transformation of Hanfei's fingerprints is already very slow and visible to the naked eye.

"Bang!"

With a pinch of the fingerprints, a strange fingerprint is pinched out, and the sound of the more surging waves is like a slap on the coast, a sound of vibration makes everyone standing on the ground feel very stable.

"Wow!"

Another fingerprint was pinched out. Everyone raised their eyebrows, and a terrible pressure pressed on everyone, and there was a faint sense of submission.

"What an ancient breath, it is the ancient seal!"

Someone exclaimed, looking at Han Fei's hands. At this time, Han Fei pinched the same magic seal on both hands.

On the French seal, the extremely strong spiritual power covered Han Fei's hands with a layer of blue crystals.

At this time, on the other side of the strange blood, the strange blood spit out a mouthful of black blood again and stained it on the black stick. The black stick suddenly rolled up blood bubbles, and the whirlpool on the top of the head suddenly burst out a stronger suction. Immediately, the whirlpool suddenly shook and burst and dispersed.

At the same time, a huge transparent ghost appeared on the black stick, and the ghost's empty eyes stared at Han Fei.

The gloomy smell and the sea-like smell of cold water are extremely strong.

These two attacks are definitely as powerful as the ordinary early masters of Yuanying. If they meet each other, they will definitely burst into infinite power.

"Jior, I said that you will be the last person to see the real power of my black stick." The strange-blooded and old face was like a person who returned to the light at this moment, and the wrinkles on his face retreated one after another and turned into the strange childlike face.

Looking at the old man with a childlike face, Hanfei's white pupils did not retreat, and the sea seal of his hands buzzed. Obviously, his strength had exceeded his suppression.

"Thirty years ago, you destroyed my Guanfeng Town and killed my parents. Today, I'm going to take this big revenge. Xuantian's cold air spread uncontrollably, and Hanfei's face and hair were covered with frost.

"Ji Jie, boy, have you been devoured by the cold? Isn't it painful? Thirty years ago? Jie Jie, I remember that there was a little baby girl who had not swallowed up, leaving a pair of small feet..."

"Death!"

He hasn't said anything yet. Han Fei's murderous intention has resounded through the sky, and the anger is like an ancient fierce beast.

With a pull of his right hand, he then bombarded it fiercely. The space around him broke out with a terrible scream in an instant, and the cracks in the space were pulled open.

A blue crystal seal, broken from Han Fei's hand, appeared in the sky above the strange blood, as if penetrating space.

"Heavenly Demon Blood Stick!"

With a long blood roar, the long stick in his hand clased out a horrible stick shadow, and the transparent ghost on the stick suddenly enlarged and collided with the huge energy fingerprints in the sky.

On the shadow of the stick, the huge shadow of the stick released endless black light, and collided with this ancient seal covered with the sea seal.

"Boom!!!"

The explosion of the empty valley, the energy fluctuation that broke everything broke out from the explosion, and this world was shocked in an instant.

And at the energy explosion, black space cracks are getting bigger and bigger under the alarming gaze of everyone.

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