"Bastard, he actually came to take advantage of the troubled waters again. It seems that this guy is restless." Chi Yan whispered to Jiujian.

"Yes, but what's the point? We're all blamed for ignoring this." Nine Swords responded, looked at the battlefield, and found that the players in the alliance were all stunned, and obviously heard the system announcement.

"Are you dead? Keep attacking?" Chi Yan also discovered the problem and shouted loudly. The players heard the sound and besieged again.

As for the three people around Jiujian, their faces were different. Ye Zhiqiu's face changed and he didn't know what he was thinking. He naturally knew who this plunderer was. With the lessons of the Yin-Yang Sect, I'm afraid anyone with a little brain knew who it was.

However, this person made him not know how to deal with it. And after only knowing Feng Han, Ye Zhiqiu had thought of many scenes of meeting Feng Han.

I couldn't help but sigh bitterly in my heart: "I'm going to meet again."

Wujiang and Mo Feng looked at each other and saw the smile deep in each other's eyes. But this smile represents what, only the two of them know.

Then, the two of them looked at Ye Zhiqiu inadvertently, with a hint of chill in their eyes.

Ye Zhiqiu and the others were naturally familiar with it, because they had known about the things in hope, and Ye Zhiqiu had known the name at that time, and knew that he was the master's enemy.

And I have also known this person these days, Ye Zhiqiu, who they know.

However, both of them have been hiding well for a long time and have not shown any strange emotions.

Moreover, I have also seen Ye Zhiqiu these days, and he is a scheming person.

However, the two did not have any entanglements with Ye Zhiqiu.

"Bastard, plunderer, I didn't expect him to come to my Chixiao Sect to go wild." This was the idea of ​​Chixiao Zhenjun, and at the same time, I also thought that there was always someone here in the secret.

He took back the flying sword in his hand, and ignored the Soul Forest, but instead said loudly: "The best person in another world, since he has come, why not show up and see him? How can he hide and deserve the title of Emperor Cold?"

When Feng Han heard the words of Chi Xiao Zhenjun, he naturally knew that this was his way of attacking the generals, but it was already this time. Feng Han was not afraid of anything. At this moment, there were all defeated soldiers on the battlefield.

But Youming's face became strange at this moment. He suddenly thought of the experience of his sect, but there was no other manifestation.

As for the time when the Disillusion was about to retreat when the Lord Chixiao stopped, he stopped when he heard the Lord Chixiao's words and laughed at the Lord Chixiao's true master: "I didn't expect that the first person in a dignified manner could not even defend the inheritance."

"Haha." The True Lord Chixiao smiled slightly, shook his head without refuting.

Teacher Feng Han had no idea about the above scene, because when the voice of Chixiao Zhenjun fell, Feng Han appeared.

"Hehe, Chixiao Zhenjun is so arrogant."

This is the first sentence Feng Han said, and Feng Han's appearance became the focus of the battlefield.

However, someone was soon frightened because after Feng Han appeared, many Mahayana masters who had no combat power had suddenly turned into blood mist, and these masters had both sides.

Feng Han's words turned into a sarcasm in everyone's ears after this scene happened.

"Young people are so terrifying. Everyone says that people from other worlds are unruly. Today I have learned about it." Even Chi Xiao, who had a smile on his face before, couldn't help but feel cold at this moment.

Most of the masters who died before were from his Chixiao Sect. How could he not be angry at this moment?

However, he did not take action immediately, but just looked at Feng Han coldly.

"The True Lord Chixiao was awarded." Feng Han responded, without fear of Chixiao at all. Then he thought about Fantasy and provocatively said: "Where can we meet in life, we can meet the leader of Fantasy everywhere. We are really destined to be."

Feng Han said, and even more strange laughter came from his mouth.

When Fanpo Lin saw his subordinates turn into blood mist, his face turned black because none of the ones killed by Feng Han were resurrected.

Now, when I heard Feng Han's voice, I felt even more angry, but my lips were trembling and I couldn't say a word.

Feng Han was in a great mood at this moment. Not only did he stimulate the magic trick, but after killing those people again, Feng Han felt that his power was a little stronger at this moment.

Obviously, killing these people has many benefits, but there are no specific prompts and no displays.

"What a courage, you really want to reach the Mahayana stage, so you can do whatever you want." After a long time of illusion, it was only after a harsh statement that the anger in your voice became stronger and stronger.

But Feng Han didn't look at him more, and didn't put his words in his ears. He looked up at the sky, then said, "Then what can you do to me? Could it be that you still have many magic weapons?"

Feng Han's words are definitely a humiliation in his ears.

You know, it is so difficult to refine a ninth-grade magic weapon in the cultivation world. He only has one magic weapon in his life, and it was destroyed by Feng Han.

Now Feng Han mentioned it again, the anger in Fantasy Lin's heart became even stronger.

As for many people present, the look of looking at the Fantasy Land turned into ridicule.

Feeling these gazes, Fantasy Lin was no longer just angry.

He stared at Feng Han fiercely, rushed towards Feng Han with a roar, without any concealment of murderous intent, and looked like he wanted to kill Feng Han, pierced the space wherever he passed, making a sizzling sound.

"You're looking for death."

Feng Han was not panicked when he saw him rushing over. Two afterimages flashed in his body. Feng Han arrived first, and he bumped into Huanpo Lin's arms. At the same time, a blood blade passed through Huanpo Lin's chest.

When the disillusion came, the whole person suddenly flew backwards like a cannonball, retreating several feet in the air before slowly stabilizing.

At this moment, there was even more resentment and a little solemnity in Fantasy's eyes.

Just now, Feng Han took action and he didn't feel any fluctuations in his vitality, as if Feng Han showed no sign of taking action.

Feng Han flew up, and the attack only took place for a moment. By the time he realized it, his chest had been pierced.

Feng Han's strength was even more amazing. At that moment, he felt like a huge rock hit the stone. Fortunately, the body refining technique he practiced was powerful enough.

Looking at Feng Han who seemed to be nothing, Fanpo Lin felt even more hateful, and the blood blade held in Feng Han's hand made him even more frightened.

Because, when the blood blade pierced, he found that his blood was constantly passing, but at that moment one tenth of the blood was absorbed.

If Feng Han hits him, his reaction is fast enough and he will probably have been sucked dry.

More importantly, he absolutely does not believe that there will be such a magic weapon that can easily pierce his body.

You know, even the ninth-grade flying sword can only leave some wounds on him.

"What kind of sword is that?" Huanpo Lin's voice was full of resentment, his eyes were fixed on Feng Han, and he said with hatred.

"This sword is called the Karma Killing Sword. It is your honor to be injured by it." Feng Han looked at the blood blade in his hand, his voice proudly.

And Fantasy Land was strangely not refuted, because this sword did scare him.

Others didn't understand why, but those Mahayana masters looked at Feng Han with solemnity.

Could it be a simple sword to easily pierce the body of the Disillusion?

And this is still the case when Feng Han takes action.

At this moment, even Chi Xiao looked at Feng Han with solemnity, and when he looked at the blood blade, he felt a little afraid.

At this moment, the sword in Feng Han's hand immediately attracted everyone's attention, while the sword of Breaking Killing Tribulation was breathing blood, as if it felt everyone's gaze, as if it was proud.

As the sword light sucked and spitted, there were even more sounds of sword roars, but this sound was indeed like the sound of a devil. Any monk who heard the sword roar felt endless murderous intent and was covered with coldness.

More importantly, in the endless murderous intent, they still felt that they were being tempted by endless charming sounds, which constantly destroyed their souls, as if they wanted to bring them into the abyss of desire.

For a moment, various negative emotions kept stimulating everyone, and therefore, some people who were still fighting had to stop.

The masters of the Mahayana period were a little better. Except for a few seriously injured, their faces were pale and their eyes were dull. Others had nothing unusual except for some confusion.

As for those players and those with low cultivation level, they all seemed to see a devil, their eyes were scared, and some people kept tearing their hair and roaring as if they were trapped in a demon.

However, the sword roar came and went quickly, and disappeared after just counting breaths. Then the people present slowly recovered.

Seeing this scene, let alone others, Feng Han felt a moment in his heart. Even he didn't expect that the Karma-Breaking Killing Sword would become so powerful.

Then I thought of the Karma Killing Sword absorbing the Demon Sound Killing Sword, and it was no longer surprising. After all, this was an already-existing ability, but it was stronger now.

Regarding this change, Feng Han directly recalled that he killed those masters in the Mahayana stage just now. It was obvious that it was not only Feng Han, but also the Karma Killing Sword that also gained a lot of benefits.

Feng Han felt excited in his heart. When he saw the eyes of Chixiao Zhenjun and Huan Po Lin, Feng Han was even more excited. What were their eyes? It was obviously because he was afraid of the sword of Karma and Killing Tribulation.

"I didn't expect it to be so strong that even you will be afraid." Feng Han then spoke sarcastically, and with the cold voice, it made people feel even more apology.

However, a mouthful of blood was spurted out when Fantasy Lin. Feng Han obviously deliberately stimulated him, which obviously made him embarrassed.

Damn, so hateful, so Fantasy was furious, as if he had forgotten the panic caused by the blood blade that pierced him, and shouted: "Feng Han, I want to fight you."

Feng Han looked at him with contempt and said sarcastically: "Are you challenging me? You just don't deserve it."

Feng Han's arrogant voice made everyone stunned. What's going on? Is this a shame? Is the Mahayana illusion that is so bad?

However, it was obvious that it was difficult to distinguish between Chi Xiao just now.

Feng Han's subsequent words made people even more confused.
Chapter completed!