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Chapter 421: Zhan Hanyi

The moon blade was shining brightly, and with a "chi" sound, it pierced on the qi shield condensed by the talisman on Han Yi's chest, and it could not be pierced. However, the power of the ultimate killing technique burst out, and the rune was directly destroyed and stabbed into it. Blood suddenly surged. He penetrated the chest with a sword. Han Yi's injuries were no less than mine. Then his arm swept across, and the moon blade moved horizontally, cutting Han Yi's internal organs and breaking out of his armpit.

"puff……"

Han Yi's body was cut open, vomiting blood from his mouth, his face was extremely pale, but the talisman protected him, and strands of golden runes were densely attached to the injured body, blocking his injuries, and not dying in an instant. At the same time, Han Yi's face was covered with ferocious face, and lightning burst out all over his body. He rushed over with his hair disheveled, and two stalagmites were wrapped in the rolling power of the divine power, and he growled: "Beast, I'll send you on the way!"

"Crash!"

The aura of kindness filled my life, and an iron umbrella shining with rays appeared in my hand, quickly spreading it open to resist Han Yi's attack.

Iron Dragon Umbrella, Starry Aerial Artifact!

"Peng~~~"

Two stalagmites hit the umbrella one after another, and countless spiritual power suddenly splashed, but a piece of stalagmites still pierced through the iron umbrella, raging with rolling power, as if a tiny steel arrow was shooting, and the "puff" shocked my chest so hard that my flesh and blood were flying, and my injuries deepened a lot.

The iron dragon umbrella closed and locked two stalagmites. I was so surprised that I just kicked it. The real power of the Battle Art was pouring in. A flame opened the mountain and kicked Han Yi's lower abdomen heavily, shouting: "Get out!"

With a violent shock, Han Yi was shaken away dozens of meters away, and his face became more and more ferocious.

"Brother, you're defeated."

Han Ning looked at her brother's injury that was extremely serious, and she seemed not moved. She said with an extremely calm expression: "I have learned nearly half of the True Dragon Art. Let me kill Bu Yixuan. You are not his opponent."

Han Yi suddenly raised his head, his long hair was dispersed, and his face was ferocious: "Shut up, I must kill this person, otherwise it will be the shame of me, Han Yi!"

Hanmian smiled faintly: "Then don't die, otherwise I will be the only one who can't stand the world if I have no coldness."

Han Yi kept coughing up blood, his mouth was covered with blood, but his breath continued to surge. Countless runes came out of his body, retreating nearly a hundred meters, facing me from afar, the runes around him intertwined, condensed a series of stalagmites surrounded by white air, and sneered: "Bu Yixuan, your physical strength in close combat is indeed very strong, but your magic is far from comparable to me. If it weren't for the True Dragon Palace suppressing its cultivation, my strength would be comparable to your late stage of the Star Empire Realm. Are you qualified to challenge me?"

As he said that, a stalagmites hit him like lightning.

I moved horizontally to avoid it, and the stalagmites exploded a few meters away, with a sharp momentum, causing an impact on me. The runes swept through and spit out another mouthful of blood. This Heavenly Stone Art is indeed a masterpiece, extremely sharp and domineering.

"Bu Yixuan, let me fight him?" Elder Longwushan said in a deep voice: "You are too seriously injured..."

“No need.”

I shook my head, and the spiritual power in my body was circulating wildly to calm the injury and prevent death from losing too much blood. Another spiritual power penetrated into my arms. For a moment, the golden light was released, my hands were closed, and a wisp of golden light condensed around my palms. When my hands were separated, a sacred and majestic golden battle bow appeared in my hands, which was the Yanhuang bow!

As my realm and strength improve, the Yanhuang bow also evolved again and again, especially the enlightenment method on the human kingly way, greatly completing some of the defects and mysteries of the Yanhuang bow. At this time, the Yanhuang bow in my hand became more powerful, just like a god's treasure bow descending to the mortal world. The moment I pulled it open, the airflow around it surged and squeezed, forming a golden vortex.

"kill!"

The bowstrings were whirling, and I instantly shot out three purple gentian arrows. The magic arrow penetrated the sky and directly blasted through the stalagmites shot by Han Yi, and exploded in front of him with the sound of thunder. For a moment, the purple divine dragon magic appeared faintly, swallowing all the matter around him.

“Wow…”

Han Yi spit out another mouthful of blood. The sealing effect of the ancient talisman was extremely weak. The terrible wounds on his shoulders began to tear and separate, and half of his body was shaking. He couldn't believe that he was still crushed after pulling the distance. The ferocious look on his face became stronger and stronger. He shouted: "Dog, I want to... kill you!"

"Die..."

I said lightly, and the Yanhuang bow in my hand was opened again, the first move - the air breaking arrow!

Among the Yanhuang bow's moves, the air-breaking arrow is the fastest and the penetrating power is the strongest. Just as the sound of the bow is still stirring, the arrow has penetrated Han Yi's chest!

"puff……"

Han Yi flew back with a wisp of blood, and his body finally couldn't be suppressed and began to explode. Pieces of blood and flesh spread across the sky, extremely tragic. A wisp of hot power flashed in the air. It was his soul. At this point of cultivation, the soul power was quite powerful and could be condensed and manifested. It was very twisted, with a tragic voice: "Hanmian, why don't you help me?"

Han Ning held the real dragon talisman in his hand, but at some point appeared behind me. The corner of his mouth raised and laughed: "Brother, thank you for helping me hurt Bu Yixuan seriously. I am safe this time, so I will definitely kill this beast to avenge you!"

...

"brush!"

Han Nian had a stern true dragon aura all over his body. He held the true dragon stalk bone in his hand, and condensed a red war sword with the other hand. Runes were covered with densely covered with golden scales. His body swam at a strange angle, and he rushed towards him like a real dragon slashing through the sky. His speed was astonishingly fast, and he arrived behind me almost instantly, and his sword slashed down with a long sword!

"Peng~~~"

The starry clothes were refined out, and the moon blade was cold and collided with Hanmian, but obviously the aura was suppressed instantly. The real dragon's aura was extremely strong, which made people feel suffocating. The body fell to the ground and rolled out, vomiting blood continuously, and the spiritual power rushed up to avoid the next fatal blow of Hanmian. With a "bang", the entire field was bombarded by Hanmian's blow, with a sharp momentum. There was a true dragon roaring in it, as if a king had arrived, enough to sweep everything.

What a powerful real dragon trick!

I was shocked. Compared to Han Yi's Heavenly Stone Art, the muddy dragon binding technique was even more terrifying. Moreover, he has obtained the real dragon stalk bone now, and his talent is amazing. He has actually understood the part in just one stick of incense. He has just revealed the power of the real dragon technique, and even made me almost lose the power of a battle.

Outside the True Dragon Palace, a group of powerful people from the Yun Kingdom flooded in. Looking at Han Yi's split body and twisted souls, they were shocked one by one. One of the clan elders of the Prince Mu's mansion said coldly: "Come on, sacrifice and refine the soul-recovering formation, seal Han Yi's soul, guard his body, and let him resurrect his life. In addition, prepare for the soul-resurrection fruit!"

"Yes, elder!" Everyone nodded.

At this moment, a blood-red treasure needle appeared from my chest. It was the spiritual bone needle. The double cold posture was arrogant and domineering. Looking down on the masters of the same generation, and thinking of resurrecting in front of my eyes was simply a dream!

Han Jian held the real dragon talisman bone in his hand, with a majestic momentum, standing proudly in the air, looking at the spiritual bone needle in my hand, shouting with a ferocious look: "Kill my brother in front of me? Do you dare!"

I silently flew out the treasure needle with my backhand, and a "whirlwind" of a cold light penetrated Han Yi's soul with great force. The next moment, no matter how strong his soul was, he could not hold it. It instantly disintegrated, completely destroying both body and spirit!

"Han Yi, one of the two colds, was killed... completely killed..." Someone in the Yun country's crowd said in horror.

"My God, Han Yi has mastered King Mu's Heavenly Stone Achievement and was killed. This... how evil is Bu Yixuan?"

"A peerless genius in the Mu Palace fell, and Shuanghan's reputation was no longer restored. I wonder if Han Ning could kill Bu Yixuan and avenge his brother..."

"Bu Yixuan is already seriously injured and will definitely not escape death! Everyone can kill me, Yun Clan monk!"

Everyone was filled with righteous indignation, with blood in their eyes.

...

"We cannot give in to Bu Yixuan to fight against many masters of Yun Kingdom alone, we will start the war!" Elder Longwushan also shouted.

For a moment, the True Dragon Palace was in a melee again, and even Xiao Muxue took action. The flashing light of the Ice Sword Heart blocked the killing blow from Han Mian on me, and she was shocked and she flew out with blood.

"Those who block me will die!"

Han Millet roared, and his body exuded the aura of a true dragon. A golden true dragon hovered around him. The sword in his hand was full of breath, and he killed five monks from Longwu Mountain with great force, and swept across all powerful enemies.

"Previously, kill the remaining one of Shuanghan and defend my spiritual world status!"

Everyone shouted loudly, and the surroundings were filled with bloody storms.

I coughed up blood continuously, and felt a severe pain in my abdomen. The wounds pierced by Han Yitian Stone Kung Fu were extremely serious. The injuries on the rest were not light, especially the left arm, which was covered with deep bone-observing scars. The whole arm could hardly be waved, just like a broken strip of cloth hanging on my body.

"Take a macaroni to heal your injuries and increase your understanding. You can't hesitate." The voice of Nushan came from Bingzhu Mountain.

"Um."

I took out a prune nut and ate it in a few bites. The fragrance overflowed, like a volcano swallowing it upside down. For a moment, countless divine essences burst out, nourishing all parts of the body. The injuries were visible to the naked eye and healed one by one. Even the piercing wounds in the abdomen had begun to heal, and the spirit in the body quickly filled up. The spiritual platform was clear and clear. Sure enough, prune nut was a rare treasure, which had the effect of resurrection and turning decay into magic. The ancients did not say anything nonsense!

Nushan Weiwei said: "The True Dragon Skill is very powerful, but Han Jian has just mastered some of the incomplete methods. He can only use that part of the power, and he has used it quite roughly. He has not learned the true mystery. However,... your observation and understanding of the Sword God Skill is far from enough, and you cannot exert your true power. You cannot compete with the Cold Skill's incomplete True Dragon Skill."

I sat in the corner, looking at the distance, Han Mian waved his sword, burst out with true dragon aura, killing the spiritual cultivator with a tragic scene, frowned and said, "What should I do? What can I do?"

"Using the weapons you have used before may be able to suppress the cold true dragon energy."

"Golden Pestle?"

"That's right." Nushan's voice was faint: "The power of the golden pestle and the real dragon's magic come from the origin. You can use it directly. I will help you kill the remaining one of Shuanghan in a timely manner."

"Okay, I'm here!"
Chapter completed!
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