"Blizzard!"

Looking at the people who rushed over with an astonishing killing intent, Han Chen's eyes were cold, and the long sword in his hand was erected, gently spitting out two bytes.

At this moment, Han Chen did not hesitate to cast the Flying Snow Sword Style. After all, there is no hand-to-hand combat at this moment, and in the face of everyone's crazy attack, the only thing he can use to compete with it is the sword style he has mastered.

The cold wind blows, and the white snowflakes are condensed from scratch, from small to large, in an instant.

With the swing of the long sword in Han Chen's hand, the cold wind suddenly became violent, and pieces of white snowflakes that exuded a faint sharp aura blew with the cold wind, bombarding towards the rushing disciples of Wanbing Zhai.

Everyone's faces changed slightly, although they didn't know what kind of martial arts Han Chen was exerting, but the sharp aura emanating from the snowflakes made them feel a strong crisis.

"Ten slashes through the wind!"

"Flame-extinguishing!"

There was no need for any reminder, everyone instantly activated the true element, swung the sword, and slashed out one after another sword qi.

Choking, choking

The sword qi collided with the snowflakes, and the sound of fine iron striking.

Seeing this, everyone's faces changed greatly, and the swords in their hands swung more quickly, and the sword qi poured out like a torrential rain, towards the snowflakes that swept and blew.

Although the attack of the crowd was extremely fierce and very dense, there were too many snowflakes, and under the blowing of the cold wind, they were even more erratic and could not be caught at all.

Sometimes, there are large snowflakes blowing in front of you. However, as soon as he urged the sword to slash over, he found that the snowflakes seemed to be powerless, flying up and down, dodging the attack, and then the cold wind rolled up, the speed remained the same, and continued to blow towards him.

As the snowflakes approached, the crowd's attack became more fierce and intensive.

But the strength of these disciples is not the same, and after all, they are all secret.

Several disciples of the One-Star Sword Spirit Realm were a little slower. Large snowflakes are on the body.

Poof, poof

It's like a sword slashing through it. Blood splattered, and these disciples let out a terrible scream, and they were directly killed.

"Cloak Nine Slashes!"

"Samsung fell to the ground!"

At this moment, the nine three-star sword spirits in the crowd. Jump out of the crowd. They all shouted angrily. Burst out with all their might, each showing their best martial arts.

Suddenly, I saw the sword qi all over the place. The sword is pervasive.

The sonorous sound of the iron clash is endless.

"It's a pity!" Looking at the snowflakes that directly shattered under the combined efforts of the nine three-star sword spirits, Han Chen secretly said a pity.

Since his qualifications and talents were raised to the top level, Han Chen's powerful comprehension was finally reflected, and now, not only did the Winter Sword Style comprehend the peak realm of Dacheng, but the Flying Snow Sword Style also comprehended the peak realm of Dacheng, and his grasp of the word 'illusion' was more clear.

That's why a sword will show such a powerful power, but it's a pity that the cultivation realm is still low after all, and under the joint efforts of nine three-star sword spirits, it will finally be broken with strength and broken.

But fortunately, Han Chen didn't expect to be able to kill these people with just these two methods.

Taking advantage of the strong wind at this time, when the dust and sand covered his eyes, Han Chen stepped on the soles of his feet, took eight steps to catch the cicadas, increased his speed to the limit, and rushed towards the opposite side.

Cultivation is not his advantage, and these deacon disciples of Wanbing Zhai, who are often one-star sword spirits, fight against them with long-range martial arts, and it will only be him who suffers.

With the physical strength of the half-step sword spirit realm, and the terrifying 120,000 jin huge power, melee combat is his advantage.

"You're looking for death!" Seeing that Han Chen dared to come closer, a three-star sword spirit immediately shouted angrily, his body was vertical, and with a wave of his thick-backed long knife, he slashed towards Han Chen.

A sneer flashed in Han Chen's eyes, his figure did not dodge or dodge, he directly met it, his arm shook, and the Mo Han Sword was raised with a sword, and he slashed towards the other party.

Click

"How is it possible" The sword exchanged, and the three-star sword spirit's face changed drastically.

I saw that the four-rank middle-rank spirit weapon back long knife in his hand was directly cut off by Han Chen's sword.

Nothing is impossible, Han Chen's Mohan Sword is a sixth-grade top-level spiritual weapon, and when refining Guiguzi, many array seals were entered, in addition to having no spirituality, whether it is toughness or hardness, it is comparable to a seventh-grade lower-level absolute weapon.

The sixth-grade top-grade spiritual weapon and the fourth-grade middle-level spiritual weapon are two grades apart, and under Han Chen's 120,000 jin wave, they are even more powerful.

There is nothing surprising about cutting off the opponent's weapon with a single sword. At least in the frenzied killing during this time, Han Chen had already cut off the enemy's weapons more than ten times.

A sword cut off the opponent's weapon, and while the opponent was stunned, he made a mistake in the step under his feet, bullied further, and directly crashed into the opponent's arms.

And it was only at this time that the three-star sword spirit reacted, and his pupils suddenly tightened.

The chest is the empty door of a warrior, and once it is broken into by the enemy, it is equivalent to stepping into the coffin with half a foot.

Bullying into the latter's chest, without waiting for the other party to react, Han Chen's body instantly rose sideways, his left shoulder in front and his right shoulder in the back, his muscles tightened, and with a low roar, an iron mountain leaned against him, and he slammed into the opponent's chest.

The 120,000 jin huge force exploded, just like the northern mammoth had hit, there was no suspense at all, the three-star sword spirit opened its mouth and spewed out several mouthfuls of blood, and the fragments of internal organs were mixed in it, spilling all over the sky.

The chest completely collapsed, as if there were no bones or internal organs, and it couldn't die anymore in an instant, but its body didn't explode under the control of Han Chen's strength, and it exploded backwards like a meteorite.

Fortunately, with the previous lesson, these disciples all knew that the Tao was powerful, and they retreated along the way, but none of them were injured.

Fortunately, Han Chen's purpose was not here, he just wanted to use this to open the way.

The knees bent slightly, the strong force exploded, smashed the ground, the body burst away, a sword slashed, the two three-star sword spirits slashed the sword rays, and then the step under his feet was wrong, and the figure moved two steps to the left like a shadow, and once again dodged the attack of the three three-star sword spirits.

Just when the remaining three three-star sword spirits were about to launch an offensive. However, seeing that Han Chen's already extremely fast speed actually increased again, his figure flashed, and he appeared directly in front of the two one-star sword spirits.

The right hand slashed horizontally with a sword, and the left hand clenched into a fist.

Poof, bang!

The one-star sword spirit couldn't catch a single move in Han Chen's hands, without the slightest suspense, two one-star sword spirits, one was beheaded off, the other was shattered heart, and the two of them died instantly.

"Give me my life!"

"Bastard!"

Seeing Han Chen in an instant, he killed the two of them. Those eight three-star sword spirits were flawed. With a roar, his body turned around and attacked Han Chen.

Han Chen had a sneer on his face, and he didn't entangle with these eight people at all. Eight steps to catch the cicadas. The figure flashed. Like a shadow, it instantly burrowed into the crowd.

The eight people who had lost Han Chen's trace immediately roared. But he could only stop.

And all the disciples who saw Han Chen burrowing into the crowd suddenly all of them were dead, and the strength of the latter was not only heard of before, but also seen with his own eyes just now.

With one sword and one punch, they instantly killed two one-star sword spirits, and even those three-star sword spirits were killed by Han Chen's two moves, such a strength, they didn't dare to face it.

Immediately one by one hurriedly wanted to retreat, these disciples were at least one-star sword spirits, and the speed was naturally not slow, but at this time they were all gathered together, for a while, there were people in front and back, left and right, although the latter was also retreating sharply, but after all, there would still be a moment of stagnation.

In this moment, it is death.

Han Chen, who rushed into the crowd, was like a wolf entering a flock, and there was no enemy at all, even those two-star sword spirits.

Looking at the disciples who were rapidly retreating, the cold glint in Han Chen's eyes surged wildly.

With a flip of his left hand, he took out a dark cyan pill, which was the Yuan Ling Pill, and with a slight movement of his fingers, he flicked it into his mouth and hid it under his tongue.

Immediately, his mind moved, and the true yuan in his body surged like a rolling river, and under the traction of his mind, it instantly converged and poured into the Mo Han Sword in his hand.

The pitch-black sword body, under the sunlight, reflects the luster of the cold.

"Ice Pole!" In the depths of Han Chen's eyes, a touch of ice blue quickly emerged.

With a twist of the wrist, the long sword flipped over, the tip of the sword pointed directly at the ground under his feet, and the arm slammed down.

Poof

With a soft sound, the sword body of the Mo Han Sword pierced into the earth nearly halfway.

"Give me a quick retreat!" At this moment, Mu Bei, who had been watching the battle from the sidelines, even if Han Chen killed the three-star sword spirit, he had never made the slightest move, only to feel that the cold hairs on his body suddenly rose, his face changed drastically, and he shouted angrily.

It's just that it's too late at this point.

Click, click

At this moment, one by one, ice spikes that exuded endless chill, with Han Chen as the center, covered a radius of ten zhang, instantly condensed and stabbed out.

At this time, although many of those disciples had retreated outward, most of them were still not completely pushed away.

Suddenly, I only heard the sound of 'poof, poof' the flesh and blood piercing through the north, which sounded continuously.

"Ahh

And then there was a terrible scream.

Whoosh

One by one, the figures quickly flashed, pushing away more than twenty zhang before they stopped, and at this time, these people looked at the ice thorn land covering a radius of ten zhang with frightened faces.

"I'm going to break you into ten thousand pieces!" Looking at Han Chen, who was holding a long sword in his hand and tapping to the ground on one knee in the land of extreme ice, Mu Bei's face turned pale, and he gritted his teeth and said slowly.

Glancing at the latter, Han Chen didn't pay attention to it.

Boom!

With a slight movement of his tongue, he rolled up the pill of the Yuan Ling Pill under his tongue and swallowed it.

Feeling the slight tingling sensation brought about by the dissolving of the elixir in his body and the majestic medicinal power washing through the meridians, Han Chen's heart was slightly relieved, but then his heart was filled with joy.

This Yuan Spirit Pill is the pill taken by the Sword Spirit Realm, and Han Chen is still only a half-step Sword Spirit Realm now, so he shouldn't be able to take it.

However, Han Chen did not judge according to common sense, in terms of cultivation realm, he had already surpassed the sword soldier realm, although he had not yet reached the sword spirit realm, but it was only a slight difference.

Moreover, the reason why you need the Sword Spirit Realm to take it is that in addition to the need for the True Yuan to reach the Sword Spirit Realm, it is more that the physical strength needs to be able to withstand the impact of the medicinal power.

In terms of physical strength, the Sword Spirit Realm could not be compared to Han Chen at all. As for cultivating to the true yuan, Han Chen was only a little behind.

So Han Chen also gambled on this, and luckily he succeeded.

At this time, he could indeed take the Yuan Ling Pill.

Feeling the pure and pure true yuan that quickly recovered in his body, Han Chen slowly retracted his mind. (To be continued......)