Looking at Xu Jin and others standing in place with a knife, almost unscathed, Han Xie was slightly shocked. He knew very well how powerful the attack was just now. He originally estimated that Xu Jin and others would inevitably suffer some injuries under such an attack, but he didn't expect that this would be the result.

"His strength has increased so much, and he was unable to hurt him with such a blow!"

Han Xie thought so in his heart, and his eyes looking at Xu Jin became more vigilant.

Xu Jin, who seemed to be unscathed at this moment, was not as easy as he thought. He took Han Xie's attack. Xu Jin was actually injured a little, but his injury was relatively mild. Under the influence of the Butian Soldiers and Ghost Order, he recovered almost instantly.

I have to say that Han Xie had a very good grasp of the timing of the attack just now. When Xu Jin faced the attacks of two Jiming masters around him, he was indeed a little careless and underestimated the attacks of the two others.

After all, he was two masters at the Jiming realm, and his methods were extraordinary. Xu Jin was thinking of saving some mana a little, but he was caught in the attack of the two for a while. Han Xie seized a good attack opportunity. If Xu Jin had not improved his strength during this period, he would have been as simple as just suffering a little bit of injury under the attack just now.

Han Xie's move also taught Xu Jin a lesson. Although he had killed several masters in Jiming's realm, this does not mean that masters in Jiming's realm are really so easy to deal with, and can make him easily kill like chopping melons and vegetables.

Xu Jin quickly adjusted his mentality. When he looked at Han Xie and the other two, his eyes suddenly became sharper.

Then, Xu Jin's magic power was circulating, and a blood-colored ring quickly condensed from behind him, and the same was true for the blood-owl Taoist soldiers under his command.

After using the Blood Singing Technique, the aura on Xu Jin and others increased again, and the blood and evil spirits around him quickly gathered towards Xu Jin and others. The killing artistic conception on everyone seemed to have become stronger.

"kill!"

Xu Jin let out a loud shout, his body lowered slightly, and his body suddenly rushed forward. At the same time, the magic power in his body moved to the soles of his feet, stimulating the wind and fire talisman seal on the soles of his feet. The figures of the blood-owl Taoist soldiers seemed to turn into a blood-colored arrow and flew quickly towards Han Xie and the other two.

"The Blood Owl Dao Soldier, can he fly?"

Faced with Xu Jin's attack again, Han Xie's eyes suddenly condensed. He did not expect that Xu Jin would fly up with the Blood Owl Taoist soldiers, and the speed was very fast. At that moment, Han Xie hurriedly flashed back.

At the moment when he was about to retreat, the short sword torn in Xu Jin's hand suddenly fell down, and a bloody light swept out instantly, wrapping Han Xie and the other two in the blink of an eye.

The bloody light lasted for a short moment, but in this short period of time, Han Xie and the other two suffered a powerful attack. After the blood light dissipated, Han Xie was as unscathed as before, but the other two masters of Jiming realm around him seemed a little embarrassed at this time.

There was a knife mark slashed across the chest of each of them, but the wound was not particularly deep and was not fatal enough, and it had little impact on the combat power of the two.

Although his injuries were not serious, after being hit by this knife, the two masters of Jiming realm around Han Xie felt a little cold in their hearts.

The reason why the two of them were not seriously injured was mainly because Xu Jin's attack just now targeted the three of them. Han Xie had endured most of the strength. If Han Xie had not been able to face this knife, they would probably be in danger of death.

After slashing out with one sword, Xu Jin did not give the three people a chance to breathe. The short sword in his hand slashed horizontally, and the bloody light swept out again, wrapping the three people in front of him again. While slashing out this sword, the airflow around Xu Jin was swept up, and the originally invisible airflow seemed to have been dyed red at this moment.

Like the previous sword, the blood-colored light flashed away, and as Xu Jin slashed out, a deep knife mark appeared on the two masters of Jiming realm.

Although the two of them had already raised their vigilance after enduring the previous strike, facing Xu Jin's attack again, they found that they had more difficulty in dealing with it because the power of Xu Jin's attack became stronger.

After slashing the short sword in his hand, Xu Jin's wrist quickly deflected, and the blade slashed half a circle from the right side, and finally he raised it above his head. The blood-colored ring behind him quickly attached to the blade, and the other blood-owl Taoist soldiers behind him were also like this.

Then, Xu Jin slashed another sword without hesitation. When the sword fell, the strong wind that was originally blowing around suddenly stopped. Until Xu Jin slashed down, the strong wind roared forward again and became even more surging.

"Cry!"

A very sharp sound rang out in the void, like the sound made by Xu Jin's sword, or the sound made by the more violent wind.

The sword light shrouded in blood-colored circles, like a blood owl flying spreading its wings, moved forward with a power of chasing souls and seeking life. Then the rolling wind was painted with a deeper blood color, followed closely like a torrent, and instantly arrived in front of Han Xie and the other two.

Faced with Xu Jin's attack, Han Xie's pupils had turned into a water-blue light. Above his head, a blue-purple scale appeared, making his figure become like a reflection in the water, a little blurry and illusory.

The moment Xu Jin's attack touched Han Xie, his figure shook slightly, and then appeared hundreds of meters away. However, the blue-purple scales above his head became dim and then shattered.

As for the two masters of Jiming realm, when the blue-purple scale appeared above Han Xie's head to avoid it, the same scale appeared on one of them, and as for the other, a hint of despair appeared on his face.

The power of Xu Jin's attack was much stronger than the previous two swords. Even Han Xie, who was stronger than them, chose to avoid his edge when facing Xu Jin's sword and took out something to save his life to avoid it. The two of them naturally didn't have to think about catching Xu Jin's attack.

But the blue-purple scales are not a common thing. Even as a master of Jiming realm, it may not be possible for everyone to obtain them. At least one of them now does not have one, and the person who does not have a scale to save his life, can only do his best to resist it.

As the power of Xu Jin's attack exploded completely, the blood-colored light instantly covered the surrounding large sky, and the figures of two masters in the Jiming realm were immediately overwhelmed by the blood-colored light.

At the last moment when his body was submerged, the Jiming realm master who had no scales to protect his body and showed a look of despair on his face, his last move was to circulate all his magic power and hold up a barrier in front of him, but he held up this barrier, and even without even a breath, he was instantly shattered by the blood-colored light.

As the blood light disappeared, Xu Jin turned his head slightly and looked at Han Xie who had dodged to the side and another Jiming realm master beside him. The short knife in his hand was raised again.

Compared to Han Xie, who was strong and faster and more decisive, another master of Jiming realm, who escaped from Xu Jin's previous attack, he was still seriously injured. His left arm had disappeared, and many crisscrossing wounds were left on his body, making him look quite miserable.

"After the last time, Xu Bingzhu's strength has indeed increased a lot. Even with the less than 100 people under his command, the Blood Owl Dao Army was able to exert such strength. I really admire him and I am willing to give up the disadvantage!"

Seeing Xu Jin's blade lifting up again, Han Xie's eyes flashed slightly, and then he spoke to Xu Jin.

While speaking, Han Xie reached out to help his companion who seemed to be seriously injured, and then he patted the other person casually. Then the other person's body was wrapped in a blue light and slowly floated towards him.

Seeing this, Xu Jin waved out the short knife in his hand without hesitation, and his target pointed directly at the injured Jiming realm master.

The opponent's combat power has been greatly reduced now. Han Xie knew that the opponent could no longer help, so he wanted to get out of the battle first. But how could Xu Jin make him happy? The enemy who was finally injured by him must do at this time, of course, take advantage of the opponent's injury to completely eliminate the opponent.

With Xu Jin's move of the knife, Han Xie also waved his hand and made a blue light, colliding with the knife light that Xu Jin waved, and then spoke in a somewhat low tone.

"He no longer has the power to fight again, why should Master Xu be like this!"

When Xu Jin heard this, he did not respond to Han Xie's words, and instantly swung a knife forward again. The huge blood-colored sword shadow that was more than a hundred meters long fell at the same time, slashed on Han Xie's head and collided with the blue light blooming from the other party's body. Then the blue light on Han Xie's body shattered instantly, and he retreated for a distance.

When Xu Jin was about to take this opportunity to shoot another knife, he suddenly felt that his movements had slowed down. This was the ability of Han Xi's eyes, and it was the influence of this move that made Han Xi make adjustments instantly.

The blue light on his body lit up again, and Han Xie quickly pinched the magic tricks in his hand. The blue light on his body spreaded towards the surroundings like ripples, and a sound of running water also sounded around him.

After the sound of running water appeared, Han Xie separated his hands and raised them slightly. On the arrogant earth, a huge water tornado was rolled up out of thin air. The surrounding sand, gravel and gravel were all wrapped up, making the huge water tornado look particularly turbid.

Han Xie's body was placed in the center of the water tornado. Under his control, the huge water tornado rushed towards Xu Jin and others with a terrifying power.

Seeing this scene, Xu Jin did not choose to avoid it, but instead used the magic power in his body. With the effect of the four square arrays, he swung forward without hesitation.

The huge sword shadow enveloped the short sword of the Tearing Wind. The sharp red sword light, when it hit the water tornado, the huge water tornado began to shatter inch by inch wherever the blade reached. When the sharp sword shadow landed on the ground, the huge water tornado completely shattered, but in it, Han Xie's figure was gone.

Seeing this scene, Xu Jin frowned slightly. As his thoughts turned, Xu Jin immediately thought of something. He looked up at the injured Jiming realm master. Sure enough, he saw Han Xie's figure slowly emerge in the blue light on the other party.

Seeing Xu Jin's eyes looking at him, Han Xie suddenly stopped, and at the same time, he smiled and said to Xu Jin.

"Xu Jin, I have to say that you are a talent. As the only one among the countries who become the leader of the army with the Taoist soldiers, your strength is well deserved. You should have done something in the future, but you chose to attack Jingguo. In this way, today is your burial place!"

As Han Ji finished speaking, Xu Jin had already sensed that a team of about 10,000 people were quickly approaching here. Xu Jin glanced at the direction of the visitor, and he could clearly see the figures of those people.

From the team of about 10,000 people, Xu Jin felt the aura of three masters of Jiming Realm. In addition, there were more than a dozen practitioners of the Crossing the Vulture Realm.

These people who arrived were obviously Han Xie's reinforcements. The reason why he stopped and said that was because his reinforcements arrived.

However, relying solely on these people was not enough to make Xu Jin afraid. He was confident enough to lead the Xuefutu Taoist soldiers under his command to defeat the troops of the Jing Kingdom in front of him.

Just as Xu Jin was thinking this way, suddenly, within his perception range, he felt the approaching of an army. The number of people in this team was slightly smaller, about 8,000, and there were also three masters of Jiming realm in the team.

Immediately afterwards, Xu Jin felt that from another direction, there was also a team approaching, with a number of about 8,000 people, but there were only two masters in Jiming's realm.

Sensing the approaching of these people, Xu Jin's face finally became solemn. The opposite of him was Han Xie at this time. A smile appeared on his face, as if he felt that everything was under control. He looked at Xu Jin and said in a slightly high tone.

"The Lord Xu won the Wo Qing in a very short time. I was unable to catch up and stop him. Then I could only delay the Lord Xu and mobilize the forces of the three parties. In this way, Lord Xu should have nowhere to escape. Originally, in this situation, he had to take the life of Lord Xu, but Lord Xu's talent was extraordinary. I am willing to give Lord Xu another chance to hand over your true soul. I can guarantee that you can still be reused in Jingguo in the future!"
Chapter completed!