Han Fengqiu was also cold. When he saw Huxin coming towards him, he almost blurted out "don't suffer me".

But after all, he is a master of practice for many years. His mind is already very firm. He knows that he can't panic at this time.

The long sword in his hand directly turned into a sword Qi and attacked zu'an's acupoint. If the other party doesn't give up chasing Huxin, he will be badly hurt by this sword.

As long as the tiger letter is saved, the guy's front paw is cut off, but at least he is also a top expert of nine grades. They can still fight together.

Seeing the sharp sword flying from him, zu'an took a step forward, as if that step had crossed time and space, and directly appeared in front of Hu Xin. In his unbelievable eyes, he cut off his tiger head with a sword.

Zu'an's face sank like water: "this sword was cut for the 36 innocent souls in the village."

At this time, Han Fengqiu's long sword just arrived. Zu'an flicked his flying sword to one side.

Han Fengqiu summoned the flying sword back to him. His face was very ugly.

He never thought that zu'an's cultivation was so high that he killed an expert of the same level under his eyes.

Other dead men in the field are also heartbroken. Although they are brave and not afraid of death, they often only deal with the enemies with small gap. If the two sides are far from each other, they are simply afraid of death.

Seeing that zu'an's attention was all on Han Fengqiu, a group of people hurried out.

Han Fengqiu's face was cold, and his flying sword turned into a cold light. He walked directly through the crowd and burst into blood fog. In the blink of an eye, none of these dead men lived.

Zu'an frowned: "even his own people?"

Han Fengqiu sneered: "flee before the battle, cut according to the law!"

"You don't seem as scared as you were just now?" Zu'an is a little surprised. The momentum of the other party is getting stronger and stronger, and it is growing at a visible speed.

"Why should you be afraid? The main reason why you just killed Huxin so easily is that his talent and skills are just restrained by you. You should have some method of spiritual attack. Coupled with the strange body method, Huxin was scared out of his courage and was taken advantage of by you."

Han Fengqiu analyzed that as one of the major offerings under the command of the king of Qi's house, he went away to escort his son this time, and the king of Qi naturally gave him a lot of magic weapons.

For example, the goggles that just saved his life, and a jade pendant dedicated to dealing with mental attacks.

So just when he wanted to understand how Zuan defeated Huxin, he calmed down.

As a top swordsman, he has enough confidence in his swordsmanship.

Moreover, his Sabre is called the abaro sword. It has a magical nature, which has been suppressed by fear of influence in the past.

Nowadays, there are naturally not so many scruples about fighting between life and death. Just now, the reason why he killed those dead with his sword was not to enforce military law, but to let the abaro sword drink the blood of an expert.

The higher the cultivation of the slayer, the more blood he drinks, and the greater the power of this sword.

Zuan obviously noticed the sword that gradually glowed red: "I see. You have to refine it to this level. You don't know how many people you've killed these years."

He has been in this world for a long time. He has seen many vicious cultivation methods, so he guessed the state of the sword at a glance.

Han Fengqiu said proudly, "the law of the jungle is the natural law of the world. It's their honor to be the nourishment of my abaro sword."

"And you will be the 1000th expert who died under the abaro sword. Your accomplishments and your blood are enough for him to sublimate completely. I'm not afraid of even the guru in the future, ha ha."

As soon as the voice fell, he waved his sword and turned into countless sword Qi to shoot away at zu'an.

The magic power of the sword body of arburo distorts the eyes of the enemy and puzzles their minds. The sword of others is integrated into the light of the sword. He is confident that he will hit the enemy hard with one move.

The strength shown by the other party is really amazing. Last time in Beijing, he thought zu'an was just opportunistic and it was easy to take his life by himself.

It was only a long time before he could see through each other.

If you give Zuan time to grow, and then wait until the next meeting, you won't be forced to rub it on the ground?

Thinking of this, he was no longer merciful. He must kill it in the bud with this blow.

But his eyes suddenly widened, for he noticed a stronger and sharper sword coming down from the sky and enveloping his whole body.

His own sword Qi met those sword Qi falling from the sky, as if residual snow met the scorching sun and disappeared soon.

Just then, he noticed that zu'an attacked with a sword.

He was not surprised but happy, because he was defeated in the sword competition, but if the sword was hard in his hand, he would have a great advantage.

The abaro sword is a heaven level sword. It has just drunk blood and reached its peak. It can be said that it cuts iron like mud.

"There's a way in heaven, you don't go, there's no door in hell, you break in!" Han Fengqiu smiled grimly and directly waved his sword.

Click!

With a crisp sound, Han Fengqiu's smile hasn't disappeared, and his eyes are full of amazement.

He looked at the only half of the abaro sword left in his hand, and then looked down at the sword body inserted in the big hole in his chest. His face was unbelievable.

"You also use a sword?"

Zuan slowly drew back tai'a's sword.

Han Fengqiu was angry and anxious. A mouthful of blood gushed out, and the whole person fell to the ground.

Although the other side's sword didn't kill him, it wasted most of his cultivation. The remaining cultivation can only ensure that he won't die after such a heavy injury.

"How is that possible? Is your sword immortal?" He stared at the ancient and plain long sword in the other party's hand. He never thought that his abaro sword would be cut off.

"I ask, you answer." Zu'an was not interested in answering his question, but directly asked, "where's Zhao Zhi?"

Han Fengqiu turned her face to one side and expressed her attitude with silence.

Zu'an sneered: "Oh, do I have to pretend to be a hard bone? When I won't torture people?"

"If it falls into your hands, your cultivation will be abolished. If you want to kill it, you can kill it. There's so much nonsense." Han Feng's autumn heart is like ashes. Naturally, she is not afraid of death.

Zu'an said faintly, "you should know that there are many more terrible things in this world than death." Then he put tai'a's sword on his finger and began to gesture.

Han Fengqiu's eyelids jumped, but he still hardened his head and said, "do you want to cut off my fingers? Anyway, I'm a useless man now. It's no difference whether I have fingers or not. You cut it! Even if I cut it off one by one, I won't frown!"

"Chop it off one by one. You think it's beautiful!" Zuan smiled. "There is a saying in my hometown that describes a bully, that is, he will slap his ears when he passes by the dog and cut in half when he sees an earthworm. I've always been curious about his vertical cutting technique. Why don't you try it with your fingers today? Don't worry, you have ten toes in addition to ten fingers. I can try it slowly to see how many you can hold on to."

Then he stood up his fingers, and then took the blade of the sword and tried to cut at the front of his fingers.

Han Fengqiu was really numb when he heard that if he was cut off his fingers, it would hurt. It would be over, but he cut his fingers vertically and thought it would be painful.

The key is that he knows very well that even if he can support the first few fingers with great perseverance, he will still collapse in the back. Finally, he has to say, why should he suffer from that kind of skin and flesh.

Thinking of this, he sighed: "you won, I said."

Zuan looked at him coldly, but did not take back his sword.

Han Fengqiu had to say hurriedly, "it's over here. The son of God has gone back ahead of time."

"Leaving so early?" Zuan doesn't believe it.

"Yunzhong county is bitter and cold, which is not as prosperous as the capital. In addition, it is located in the border and is extremely chaotic. Naturally, the son of God doesn't want to stay more."

"After getting rid of Jane TAIDING and Pegasus chamber of Commerce, I think it's ok?" Zuan frowned, "what plan do you have!"

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