Han Yun's eyes fell on the blue waist card on the person's waist, and he couldn't help but frown. Among the Ku Mu Sect, only the disciples in the Foundation Establishment Stage can hold blue waist card, and Yaoyao's waist card is blue.

From the murderous aura emitted by this man, you know that the person who came was not kind!

"Why is this senior brother blocking the way down?" Han Yun patted Zihuang's back lightly, soothing his panic, and said as if nothing had happened.

Although the sword energy of this sword cultivator's giant sword is very sharp, it is completely different from the time he met the Jindan stage sword cultivator in Lingyue City that day. Because Han Yun could not feel the sword intent on him, the invincible sword intent, the sword intent like a maggot attached to his bones.

Despite this, Han Yun was not optimistic. Although this sword cultivator had not yet realized the sword intent, he could not easily deal with it.

Han Yun instinctively felt an extremely dangerous aura from the other party. The man's eyes reminded of a wolf, a wild wolf that was hunting.

A wolf is a natural hunting expert. It is alert, agile, ruthless, and tough. If you don’t take action, it will be enough. When it takes action, its sharp teeth will definitely be pressed against your throat. The sword energy can be cultivated, but the cold and solid murderous aura can only be formed unknowingly in the infiltration of countless blood.

"Kill you!" Jian Xiu sniffed out two words, and his cold and handsome face seemed to be solid and could not make any expression. Han Yun had long expected the other party's purpose, and he offended Liu Yun. With the character she showed that day, there was no reason to swallow this anger. However, he didn't expect that the other party could not help but take action so quickly.

Han Yun suddenly broke his mouth and smiled and said, "I have been waiting here for a long time, have you?"

"Sixty-seven days and four hours and three moments!" Jian Cultivator accurately said a string of numbers.

Han Yun felt a little nervous, but he said quietly: "Let your senior brother wait for a long time!"

Jian Xiu shook his head slightly: "The matter is over in a quarter of an hour!"

"Senior brother is so confident that he can kill me?" Han Yun gave a mid-grade spiritual shield, which was obtained from the two Foundation Establishment Stage deputies in Miaoxianfang.

A trace of disdain flashed across Jian Xiu's eyes. He looked up slightly and glanced at Han Yun. Suddenly his eyes fluctuated slightly and nodded, "I took a look away. I didn't expect that in just two months, you were about to build a foundation. It seems that there was an adventure this time, but it's a pity..."

Han Yun raised his eyebrows, and added a medium-grade spiritual weapon dragon pattern sword on his hand, and said lightly: "What a pity?"

"It's a pity that you don't have the chance to build a foundation! As a cultivator, you haven't even tried flying objects. That's a very sad thing!" Jian Cultivator said coldly, as if Han Yun would definitely die today, and the regret in his eyes seemed to come from the heart. Han Yun smiled: "The sad thing has never happened to me!"

"Will today! None of the people I want to kill are alive in the end!" Jian Xiu's eyes gradually narrowed into a slit, and his tone was filled with strong confidence.

"Wuxie! You will be lifeless later." Han Yun cursed inwardly, but chuckled, "There will be there after today!"

As he said that, he patted Zihuang's back, and Zihuang descended toward the mountains below as he knew it. Wuxie did not stop him, and drove the giant sword under his feet and slowly followed behind.

Han Yun put away the purple phoenix in an open area and landed on the ground. Wuxie jumped on the giant sword, and the giant sword was suspended in front of him.

"Okay, now let me tell me who asked you to kill me!" Han Yun easily held the dragon-patterned sword.

"My Young Master" Wuxie said indifferently.

Han Yun was stunned. It turned out that it was not sent by Liu Yun? Which one is Mr. Mo? He didn't seem to know this person.

"Who is Mr. Mo?" Han Yun couldn't help asking. Wuxie frowned slightly and said coldly: "You have too many words!"

As soon as he finished speaking, thousands of sword energy sprinkled over like the Milky Way, and the sequential chill covered Han Yun's whole body.

Han Yun hurriedly activated the medium-grade spiritual shield. The medium-grade spiritual shield shone brightly, and the area became more than doubled, blocking Han Yun's whole body behind.

When! When! When...

With a series of sounds, the medium-grade spiritual shield was hit by thirty-six swords. Han Yun couldn't help but feel secretly shocked!

Quick! It was so fast. Thirty-six swords were stabbed out in just one breath, and each sword was stabbed accurately at the same point of the spirit shield!

Chih!

The 38th sword, the light of the spiritual shield was lost, and the tip of the sword passed through the spiritual shield, and pointed to Han Yun's throat with a sharp chill!

Han Yun hurriedly jumped backward! He avoided the deadly sword, and cold sweat broke out from the tip of his nose. He knew that he could no longer be passive. With his right hand raised, the snake-shaped sword in the middle-grade spiritual weapon turned into a white light and shot out quickly, running towards Wuxie's chest.

"Break!" Wuxie shouted coldly, and the third-grade sword weapon suddenly crossed, causing the snake-shaped little snake to fly away. Han Yun pursed his lips tightly, and a red light hit Wuxie's eyebrows like a meteor. After using these tricks, he would be dead if he couldn't do anything to the other party.

Whoosh! The Wuxie giant sword was extremely fast, and he blocked the ghost-headed knife back.

Everything that sword cultivators are swords. They only practice swords, not magic, just like talismans, only practice talismans, specializing in one sect. Therefore, the sword cultivator's sword is extremely terrible. If one sword breaks all the techniques, that sword is his life. When a sword cultivator can achieve the mutual connection between humans and swords, the sword intent will be formed! The will of the sword master is the sword intent. The higher the cultivation of the sword cultivator, the stronger the sword intent! Although Wuxie has not yet understood the sword intent, the giant sword is like an arm to use fingers and do whatever he wants.

Scream!

A purple lightning flashed out from Han Yun's hand, and then shouted: "Ten feet of ivy!"

More than ten green vines as thick as wrists emerged from the ground, tied Wuxie tightly. Wuxie's eyes did not change at all, and the giant sword shot up suddenly, standing up in front of him!

Ding! The purple lightning arrow, the spiritual weapon, hit the giant sword, and the remaining strength was not exhausted. The piercing pierced on Wuxie's shoulder. A ball of light burst out from his defense suit. The purple lightning arrow fell to the ground, and the inch of his strength was not yet established!

Han Yun suddenly took out a ball of things into his arms, raised his hand and threw it at Wuxie, pulling out a second-grade sword weapon and jumping over like a phantom.

Wuxie's eyes finally fluctuated for a moment. Han Yun's performance surprised him. As a Qi Refining Cultivator, it would be good to barely launch a spiritual weapon, but Han Yun fired three consecutively, one of which was a top-grade spiritual weapon. After launching, he could also use his spiritual power to perform magic. Now he rushed over with a sword, and he didn't look like he was unable to support his spiritual power at all.

Pang!

Wuxie shouted loudly, and his whole body's spiritual power shook violently. More than ten vines broke and flew up one after another. With a finger of the sword technique, the giant sword on the ground bounced up again, stabbing Han Yun in his chest, and at the same time, a top-grade spiritual shield was added in front of him.

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Chapter completed!