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“Buzz…”

A dazzling golden light flashed, and the fifth golden eagle suddenly split into four parts. In an instant, Jian Ling caught him off guard. The latter's pupils shrank. In a hurry, he could only release all the martial arts power in his body to protect the vital points of his body.

"Ding! Ding!"

I have to say that Jian Ling's reaction ability is indeed fast enough, and he can still pick two golden eagles in such an emergency. But he can't escape the remaining three golden eagles no matter what.

"hiss……"

Under the horrified eyes of Xinghui and Yin Ping, three golden eagles passed through Jian Ling's left shoulder, right abdomen, and right ribs respectively.

Accompanied by the sharp and harsh sound, Jian Ling's clothes were instantly cut, her flesh was cut open, and the severe pain spread along with scarlet blood.

"Hehe, genius, are you really careless?"

"What?"

Jian Ling's face changed again. When he looked up, he saw a handsome face with a cold and evil smile. In Han Chen's hand, the sky-bright sword burst out with a strong dazzling light as the sun. The sword edge slashed from top to bottom, slashing Jian Ling's head straight.

The sharp sword edge exuded a surging momentum, and Han Chen's sword was almost unreserved. I was afraid that a mountain in front of him would be split by him with a sword.

A strong sense of danger enveloped Jian Ling's heart. He never expected that Han Chen's combat power would be so powerful.

"Hmph, you're so happy too early."

Jian Ling's eyes flashed fiercely. The next moment, a powerful aura as majestic as a mountain erupted from his body. "Buzz!" The space was violently distorted, but Jian Ling's body emitted a white light that was as tide as water. The rich white light wrapped it in, and the vast aura attacked the surroundings.

"Boom!"

The Tianmang Sword slashed the sky with its power and slashed firmly on Jian Ling's body, but the rich white light blocked the Tianmang Sword's sword edge half a meter away.

Han Chen suddenly felt his arm numb and his tiger's mouth was about to break. The terrifying countershock force rushed along the sword body. Such a sword seemed to be slashed on a piece of divine iron, unable to shake it at all.

"Hmph, with this little ability, I want to defeat me? It's really a fool." Jian Ling shouted angrily, and in an instant, a terrifying aura surged into the sky, and a surging white light covered the sky and attacked Han Chen.

"boom!"

It was like a dull volcano suddenly erupting, the void trembled heavily, the sky and the earth changed color, and the violent force suddenly blasted Han Chen backwards.

Xinghui and Yinping, a thousand meters away, were both very happy.

"Jian Ling, stop dragging him, kill him..." Xinghui shouted loudly.

"Hey, that's the intention." Jian Ling's body was dyed red by blood. Although the three golden eagles just now did not hurt the vital points, they also caused considerable injuries to him.

As a genius of the Sword Sect, when did Jian Ling suffer such humiliation?

Jian Ling's smile on her face was covered with viciousness, and a strong murderous intent flashed in her cold eyes. "Talented magical powers, sword soul..."

"Boom!"

The roars filled with anger and excitement echoed and exploded in the sky like thunder, and the endless white light was like the remaining clouds swept by the wind. It stretched thousands of meters, covering the sky and the sun, and the wind and clouds changed.

Fierce power fluctuations filled this space, the earth was uneasy and the mountains were shaking.

Even Xinghui and Yinping, the two powerful men in the Tongtian realm, were forced to retreat.

Han Chen looked at Jian Ling coldly in anger, and a hint of solemnity appeared between his eyebrows.

"Hahahaha, tremble! Be prepared to die!"

Jian Ling was like a mighty general. Then, under the different gazes of Han Chen, Xinghui and Yin Ping, the surging white light condensed rapidly behind Jian Ling at a speed visible to the naked eye and formed a huge white phantom.

The phantom is a human figure, more than 200 feet tall, with a hazy figure very similar to the outline of the sword feather. In the phantom's hand, he also held a giant sword, with a terrifying momentum, like a god descending to earth, shaking the earth.

As soon as Jian Ling's killer move was released, Xinghui and Yin Ping no longer hesitated. Han Chen must have died. Even the strong man at the ninth level of Tongtian Realm did not dare to be too careless when facing Jian Ling's attack.

"Hmph, I just killed this little beast, it's really a bargain." Xinghui narrowed her eyes slightly, revealing a cold poisonous light.

Feeling the majestic pressure like a mountain and a mountain, Han Chen's deep eyes flashed with determination, "Hmph, who is going to tremble? It's too early to conclude."

“Buzz…”

As soon as he finished speaking, an endless stream of ancient and desolate aura suddenly surged from Han Chen's body. The wind suddenly blew up in this space, and lightning and thunder were heard. Thick dark clouds gathered above everyone's heads, and the clouds rolled, as if a sudden and violent storm was about to come.

The vast Wu Yuan power emerged from Han Chen's body like the sea. The huge power surging like a dark cloud gathered in Han Chen's right hand.

"Boom..."

The momentum was so loud, like thousands of troops fighting together. Han Chen's right hand was like a magic hand rising with black flames. With a gentle brush of his sleeve, he had the momentum to shatter the space and destroy the mountains and rivers.

What a terrible power.

Xinghui, Yin Ping's face changed extremely.

At the same time, the two hundred feet white phantom behind Jian Ling had already raised the giant sword in his hand. The power of the gods was overwhelming, traversing the world, and roaring in the world.

"Traditional supernatural powers, sword soul..."

The white phantom held the giant sword and slashed towards Hanchen to break through the universe. In the next moment, the powerful skills condensed by Hanchen were released.

"Nine Nether Yellow Spring Finger..."

The manic power quickly gathered between Han Chen's index finger on his right hand, and Han Chen raised his hand to point at the sword feather angrily. "Buzz!" A huge finger of a hundred meters long spanned the sky, rolling up a terrifying desolate and murderous aura and headed towards him.

Yin Ping, who was watching the battle from a distance, changed her face and couldn't help blurting out, "It's Qixuan Peak's martial arts, Jiuyou Huangquan Finger."

The voice was filled with deep astonishment. It was well known in Tianluozhou that Qixuan Peak had ten best martial arts and three great magic skills. Among the ten best martial arts, the nine netherworld Huangquan finger had the strongest lethality.

Under the extremely horrifying gaze of Master Yinboe Master and the disciple, the huge white phantom and the desolate and solemn giant fingers launched an unprecedented impact of force.

"Boom..."

In an instant, the sky collapsed and the earth broke, and the sun and the moon were gone. The collision of earth-shaking forces was instantly detonated. It was like a tsunami that was set off, and it was like an erupting active volcano. The aftermath of the violent force was like a tornado storm, tearing the space freely.

"Boom..."

The mountains within thousands of meters were directly shaken and collapsed countless times, and countless rivers and water flows were filled. The rocks cracked and the waterfalls flowed backwards, like a god-like punishment from the sky, destroying everything.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, the huge shadow condensed by the sword feather was suddenly shattered, and the desolate and solemn giant fingers continued to attack and swelled down.

Jian Ling's heart shrank suddenly, and a huge panic suddenly surged in her eyes.

"Boom..."

The giant finger was unstoppable, comparable to the meteorite that came from the sky. It slammed on Jian Ling's body. The thunderous sound shook the earth. The giant white phantom burst out from the middle and turned into fragments of power all over the sky. The next second, the devastating violent force directly submerged Jian Ling.

"Senior Brother Jian Ling..." The two Yin Ping master and apprentice were shocked, and their faces turned pale as paper.

All kinds of strong and powerful explosions continued one after another.

It was like a mountain collapsed, and the area within a radius of 1,000 meters was turned upside down, and the soil flew around, and a huge sinkhole appeared on the ground below.

"boom!"

The chaotic power area was lifted up again, and a figure covered in blood and ragged clothes appeared in the sight of several people. The scattered hair and blood-stained face looked very ferocious.

"Senior Brother Jian Ling?" Yin Ping's trembling body, his jade hands lightly covered his red lips, and his face was full of disbelief.

The genius of the Sword Sect, even though he is a well-known sword spirit in Tianluozhou, has now become this virtue. If outsiders see this, wouldn't it be shocking to see it?

Jian Ling gasped heavily, her upper and lower teeth clattered, and her angry eyes swelled up and down, and she looked at Han Chen fiercely.

However, after Han Chen used such powerful martial arts, he did not even make the rhythm of his breathing even more. He looked at Jian Ling with cold eyes, as if he was looking at the dead.

"Jiao Ling Genius, it's easy to go."

Han Chen's palm condensed, and the Tianming Sword instantly burst out with a dazzling light. His body moved, leaving a afterimage on the spot, attacking the opponent at the speed of flowing light.

Jian Ling's face showed panic and hurriedly dodged and headed towards the direction where Xinghui and Yin Ping were. "Go."

The situation was hopeless. At this time, the three of them finally understood that this seemingly ordinary young man was not something they could stop.

In a panic, Xinghui and Yinping quickly fled.

However, how could Hanchen give them a chance to escape?

"Hey, can you escape?" A faint smile appeared on the corner of Han Chen's mouth, and a trace of evil appeared in the joke.

Among the three, Xinghui and Yin Ping ran in front, while Jian Ling, who was carrying heavy wounds, fell behind. Han Chen was chasing closer and closer, and his speed was as fast as a meteor catching the moon.

"The genius of Jianling, I won't give it to you."

The Tianmang Sword tore the air and flashed with dazzling golden light. Jian Ling was shocked and suddenly felt surrounded by the aura of death. His sudden expression became fierce and he gritted his teeth. Jian Ling moved his palm and grabbed Xinghui's shoulder in front of him, and then threw it towards Han Chen behind him.

"Get out of here."

Xinghui didn't expect such a thing to happen, and she didn't even have the most basic reaction. Her tight pupils reflected a sharp light.

"Hiss!" The next second, the sword edge of the Tianmang Sword instantly penetrated Xinghui's eyebrows and directly penetrated her head.
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