Bell, bell, bell

The swords fought, and in the small courtyard, Han Chen and Han Meiyao fought together.

Neither of them used the true element, but only used their pure physical strength and swordsmanship to constantly attack and defend.

There is no agitation of energy, let alone a brilliant sword qi, but the two of them are still very exciting.

With a move, Han Chen's eyes were first surprised, and then he showed satisfaction.

I was surprised that I didn't expect that Han Meiyao's physical strength had reached the realm of a one-star sword king.

That's right, it's a one-star sword king!

Compared to her previous Qi cultivation in the two-star Sword King Realm, this was not weak.

Once the hundred veins in the body are reborn and the cultivation is restored, then under the internal and external cultivation, the strength will definitely increase by several grades.

But when you think about it, it's not surprising.

There are a lot of Red Desolate Fruits given by Han Chen, and the year is not low, after a month, even if it is smashed, it can be smashed.

And satisfaction is satisfaction with Han Meiyao's efforts.

During the fight, her soul perception had quietly checked the situation in Han Meiyao's body, and the cyclone Zhenyuan was indeed a little muddy compared to a month ago, but it was not obvious, it was within the normal range, obviously Han Meiyao did listen to her words and did not act rashly.

Another one is Han Meiyao's swordsmanship realm.

Weigh freely, Dacheng!

That's right, this point was completely unexpected by Han Chen, but it can also be seen from this that Han Meiyao's efforts.

Knowing this, there is no need to continue fighting.

"Retreat!"

Han Chen's long sword collapsed, and his strength burst out, shaking Han Yaoyao back.

"The realm of swordsmanship is good, if you can comprehend the artistic conception before cultivating to restore fù, the strength after your injury is completely restored. There will be benefits!" Han Chen said.

Han Meiyao understood that Han Chen meant to let her not be too anxious about her injuries and the recovery of her cultivation, and at the moment, she should take comprehension of the artistic conception as the first priority.

"Hmm!"

Han Meiyao did not refuse, nodded, and then retreated.

But Han Chen didn't retreat and stood in the middle of the small courtyard. Raise your sword and point.

"Han Yan, you come and make a few moves with me!" Han Chen shouted.

"Hehe, I've been looking forward to it for a long time!" was invited to fight by Han Chen's name, Han Yan did not have a trace of fear, but showed excitement.

Standing up, Han Yan raised his hand and took out a dark red broadsword.

The big knife is two meters long, two palms wide, a thin blade and a thick back, and a handle that is more than 30 centimeters long. It's just domineering.

Han Yan jumped and rushed towards Han Chen, without a trace of retention in the aura on his body, it completely exploded, and it could be described as a momentum, like a mountain peak suppressing, and it fell down.

"Split the mountain!"

Holding the knife in both hands, Han Yan's eyes widened. Slash down.

Han Chen didn't use all his strength this time, according to Han Yan's cultivation realm. Suppress the strength and be at the same level as it.

In this way, in the face of Han Yan, Han Chen did not dare to slack off, his posture dodged, and he dodged this knife. Then he jumped forward to meet the attack and shot with his sword.

Han Yan was not an ordinary person, he waved his big sword, blocked Han Chen's attack, and then continued to attack.

"The physical strength is also a one-star sword king. However, he has cultivated his qi and cultivated his skills, and he has improved and reached the three-star sword king realm, which is not bad!"

With a clear understanding in his heart, Han Chen no longer wasted time.

At the time of the hundred moves, Han Chen swung his sword and swept Han Yan out.

Han Yan retreated, and Han Chen pointed his sword at another person.

"Han Woo!"

Han Yu was not ambiguous, stood up, took out the long sword, and without any extra nonsense, he jumped and went straight towards Han Chen.

In the jingle sound, he and Han Chen exchanged hands fiercely.

"Practicing Qi cultivation is the pinnacle of the three-star sword king, and the strength of the physical body has improved significantly, and it has also reached the three-star realm!" Knowing clearly in his heart, Han Chen made another move to determine the victory and defeat, shaking Han Yu back.

"Han Ze!"

"Han Qingcang!"

"Han Xuan!"

One by one, they were invited to fight by Han Chen one by one. After a fight, Han Chen's strength was seen through.

The result is naturally very gratifying, the strength of several people has entered the realm is not small, and the lowest one has also reached the Sword King realm.

However, compared to Han Meiyao, in the realm of swordsmanship, several people are worse.

The strongest Han Xuan, like Han Meiyao, is in the realm of self-sufficiency. And Han Yan, the weakest, is in the realm of being light and free.

Overall, it's not bad either.

"Brother Han Chen, what about me?" After Han Chen ended the quarrel with Han Xuan, Han Ling'er pointed to his nose, blinked his eyes, and asked.

"I can't beat you!" Hearing this, Han Chen shook his head with a wry smile.

Among the crowd, the only one that Han Chen couldn't see through was Han Ling'er.

Han Linger's strength seemed to be just a half-step Sword Emperor Realm, but with his keen soul perception, from Han Linger's body, Han Chen felt a faint sense of oppression.

Although it is very small, it does exist.

It's just that he doesn't know what it is.

"Who let you fight, just to accompany me to fight!" Han Ling'er said angrily.

"Alright then!"

Han Chen scratched his head with a smile, and then the long sword shook, and the sword chant shook lightly, spreading throughout.

What Han Ling'er was holding in his hand was also a sword. The sword body was pitch black, and it looked quite similar to Han Chen's Mo Han sword.

"You strike first!" Han Chen said.

"Then Ling'er is better to be respectful than to follow fate!" Han Ling'er smiled and blinked.

Swish!

The moment the voice fell, Han Ling'er's delicate body was vertical, like a streamer, and instantly appeared in front of Han Chen, the long sword was unsheathed, and it slashed down.

Han Chen's pupils shrank, and Han Linger's speed was far beyond his imagination.

As soon as the arm was raised, the long sword was blocked across the sky.

With the sound of the 'bell', Han Chen only felt a huge force attack, and his arm was actually a little numb by the shock.

"It's so strong!"

Gritting his teeth, Han Chen was not reluctant, and stepped back more than a dozen steps under his feet, widening the distance, and at the same time unloading the power of the shock.

Swish!

It's just that before Han Chen could prepare, Han Linger's second sword had already arrived.

Without a hint of hesitation, Han Chen pulled out his second sword, Mo Han. The two swords crossed and continued to meet them.

Bell, bell, bell

The sound of the fine iron clash sounded continuously, and in the center of the small courtyard, Han Chen and Han Ling'er fought fiercely.

Han Xuan and the others on the side were stunned with shock in their eyes.

"Did they use all their strength?" Han Yu asked.

The same thought was in the minds of several others.

"No, on the contrary, they also suppressed their strength!" Han Xuan shook his head and said slowly: "If you really exert your full strength, you won't be able to resist it here at all, I'm afraid it will be ruined long ago!"

Hearing Han Xuan's words, several people looked at each other and were even more shocked.

Clang!

Suddenly, there was a clash of fine iron, and Han Chen was forced to retreat.

"Stop, I'll admit defeat!" Looking at Han Ling'er, who quickly followed, Han Chen smiled bitterly and said directly.

The figure flashed, and Han Ling'er stopped instantly and fell to the ground. (To be continued......)