Chapter 693

All over the sky of fire, transpiration of the sea of fire, in an instant like the Tianhe pour general, in mid air to form a huge funnel shape.

It's like a swallow's nest.

Into the palm of Han Zhen's hand.

In the eyes of everyone's astonishment, Han Zhen's palm holds a long knife out of thin air, like a narrow moon shaped long knife.

The light of the fire swirled on the sword, and the air around it twisted.

However, Han Zhen's hand, like a jade, was not affected by the flame.

Tick!

Tick!

The flowing flame on the long knife drops down, directly burning the stones at Han Zhen's feet to several black holes.

Han Zhen holds the red flame crazy knife.

He's chopping!

A flash of fire shone on the top of Yunchi mountain.

It illuminated Taoist Zhang's frightened look.

Whoa!

The huge Yin ghost is split into two parts in a moment before the mad sword of red flame.

Two clouds of smoke.

Tan Zhenren looks at Han Zhen's fiery sword in surprise. He can't say anything.

What such a young man shows is his strong cultivation of martial arts. However, why can he exert the great power of a master.

Bang!

The dark wood in the hands of Tan Zhenren burst in an instant.

This gloomy wood is connected with the spirit of immortal Tan, and is usually fed by immortal Tan's blood. Now, the trees are destroyed, and Tan Zhenren's mind is damaged, and he directly spits out a mouthful of blood.

It's already been hit hard.

Zhang Daochang has been speechless. He originally wanted to explain the destruction of the heart confusing mirror. He could let Tan Zhenren take action to solve Han Zhen's problem.

After all, Mr. Tan is very strong in Yixian temple, even better than anyone Mr. Zhang met in China. Perhaps in addition to an immortal Temple never show up, other people have no such powerful strength as Taoist Zhang.

However, he did not expect to be defeated by Han Zhen.

Han Zhen's face is extremely indifferent. Wanfa's sword can control all kinds of forces. And the power of fire is exactly what Han Zhen is good at.

Fire is a sword!

Kill heaven and earth!

It was meant to be.

Han Zhen pointed to tan Zhenren's eyebrows and said, "what's the purpose of Yin Shenzong people coming to Yanzhou?"

Tan Zhenren only felt that his eyebrows were pointed by a blazing flame, and his hair began to curl.

Tan Zhenren swallowed a mouthful of saliva. Although he was scared, he still had a sense of propriety, because his master was behind him. With the strength of master Tan Zhenren and the array arranged in Yixian temple, no matter how strong Han Zhen is, he can't escape.

Immortal Tan avoided and did not answer. He was calm: "since you are also an expert in the field of magic, why did you rush into our Mountain Gate for no reason?"

Tan Zhenren has a good reason: "what's more, as a master of art, you are in a dilemma with our Yin God sect because of some worldly people. As a person of the Dharma world, he refuses to abide by the rules of the Dharma world? "

"The rules of the art world?" Ye Muwan was not only dissatisfied with Tan Zhenren's practice, but also extremely shocked.

"Good! The conflict between the art circles can only be done by the practitioners, and will not be related to ordinary people. Because of a few ordinary people, you are in a dilemma with our yinshenzong, but you are a provocation to our yinshenzong. You and your mountain gate must give me an account of the Yin God sect! " Mr. Tan's words are solid.

Ye Muwan was so angry at Tan Zhenren's practice that he said, "who do you think you are? Deliberately humiliate others, but naturally, we have to give you an account! What a shame