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I saw him hiding for a while, and after seeing no movement, he ran directly into the distance, and soon he was nowhere to be seen.
It's just that the giant green wolf didn't know what kind of magical ability it had, and it easily locked the direction of Han Changlin in the dense woods.
The two sides started a chase in the woods.
Suddenly, the black-faced monk who had been searching for Han Changlin's traces in the woods caught a glimpse of a figure flashing past in a gap in the forest.
"found it."
The black-faced monk's eyes moved, and then he immediately called the giant green wolf and chased after the figure.
The huge green wolf could only chase in the direction of Han Changlin, and in the woods, Han Changlin's movements were extremely flexible. Coupled with the dense woods, it was difficult to trace Han Changlin's figure.
"What? The Yuling Sect disciples hide their heads and show their tails like this. I have really learned a lot today."
The black-faced monk looked around and taunted Han Changlin, trying to provoke him to show up.
However, there was silence all around, and there was no reaction at all.
"Hmph, I know you are here, do you think you can escape?"
The black-faced monk continued to shout. At the same time, he was no longer restraining his aura, and his cultivation at the eighth level of Qi refining was fully revealed at this moment.
With the giant green wolf and his own cultivation at the eighth level of Qi refining, the black-faced monk is indeed confident.
However, at this moment, something changed suddenly.
Not far behind the black-faced monk, Han Changlin's figure appeared quietly on a large branch of a tree where several people were hugging each other.
Then I saw his hands making a quick seal, and then a cold light flashed through. The green flame sword was wrapped in the cold moonlight and went straight towards the black-faced monk.
Han Changlin's move could be said to be unexpected, but the black-faced monk seemed to have expected it. A trace of ridicule flashed in his eyes, and then he didn't look back and raised his hand to pat the storage bag on his waist.
Immediately afterwards, a dark stone slab flew out, and its surface also flashed with light.
In an instant, Yingfeng swelled up and became as tall as a person, completely protecting the black-faced monk behind him.
"clang..."
As a hazy halo flickered on the stone slab, the green flame sword failed to penetrate the dark stone slab.
"Huh, what a small skill."
The black-faced monk's eyes flashed fiercely, and before he finished speaking, the huge green wolf beside him leaped high and started to bite Han Changlin.
At the same time, the black-faced monk seized the opportunity, took out a small triangular flag from somewhere, and waved it in the direction of Han Changlin.
In an instant, there was no wind in the bushes around the black-faced monk, and a pitch-black bone blade appeared out of thin air and headed towards Han Changlin.
This small triangular flag was made of an unknown material. Its surface was extremely smooth, with strange lines on the edges and a black skull embroidered in the middle.
Facing the combined attack of the two, Han Changlin's mind was wandering, but he kept moving his hands when he saw the golden-winged mantis appear out of thin air and take the initiative to face the huge green wolf.
At the same time, he was not in a hurry, stretched out his hand, and saw the jade flame sword turning swiftly towards the pitch-black bone blade.
This made the black-faced monk's expression change. Apparently, he had never thought that Han Changlin had such a spiritual beast, and its fierce aura was comparable to that of his own green wolf.
But now the arrow is on the string and has to be fired.
Bracing his scalp, he waved the triangular flag in his hand and controlled the pitch-black bone blade.
As for the huge green wolf, it started a fierce battle with the golden-winged mantis.
And the Jade Flame Sword is worthy of being a top-notch magical weapon. At this moment, under the control of Han Changlin, it slashed the black bone blade spawned by the triangular flag back again and again, without the ability to fight back.
"Bang" sound.
The two sides fought for several rounds, and finally Han Changlin found a flaw and struck the back of the pitch-black bone blade with one blow.
The whole thing was dented directly, and the surrounding area was covered with tiny cracks.
Seeing this, the black-faced monk turned a little pale.
Obviously, he never thought that Han Changlin would be so difficult to deal with.
"The ultimate magical weapon."
The black-faced monk's pupils shrank, and after realizing it, he felt the huge force coming from the dark bone blade, and he was horrified in his heart.
The jet-black bone blade and the triangular flag in his hand are a set of combined magic weapons.
The huge force acted on him through this layer of connection, and his wrists were shaking at this moment.
He never expected that this person would actually possess a top-quality magic weapon. At the same time, a surge of regret emerged in the heart of the black-faced monk, knowing that he had kicked an iron plate.
But he was not allowed to think too much, and Han Changlin attacked again.
Han Changlin's right hand was compared to a sword finger, and he relied on the sword control skills recorded in the Unnamed Sword Technique to drive the green flame sword. The sword was as bright as lightning and as fast as the wind.
In an instant, the green flame sword came to the black-faced monk's eyes with its sharp aura and power.
The black-faced monk was not a fledgling monk either. When he saw the crisis coming, he quickly took out a three-inch-long stone slab. With the input of mana from the black-faced monk, the entire stone slab quickly grew to the height of a person and stood in front of him. .
At the same time, just when the black-faced monk was ready to defend himself, the attack of the green flame sword had already hit the stone slab hard.
"boom..."
Huge force acted on the stone slab, causing it to tremble.
Behind the stone slab, cold sweat broke out on the forehead of the black-faced monk at this moment, and "tick...tick" dripped on the ground.
Continuous attacks continued to hit the stone slab, causing him to respond hastily.
At the same time, a sense of regret arose spontaneously.
"Fellow Taoist, I have something to say. As long as you spare my life, I will let you take whatever you have on me."
At this moment, the black-clothed monk had clearly recognized the gap between the two sides. He was so concerned about his life that he could only put aside his dignity and began to beg for mercy.
However, Han Changlin did not waver in the slightest at the black-clothed monk's plea for mercy.
Take advantage of his illness and kill him.
Han Changlin's eyes were as calm as water, with no waves visible.
The green flame sword turned around, and the sword light penetrated the sword body, exuding a powerful force. At this moment, the momentum of the top-notch magical weapon was fully revealed, and it struck again.
On the other side, the black-faced monk saw that Han Changlin was ignoring his words, and a trace of cruelty flashed in his eyes.
The small triangular flag in his hand was waved quickly, and the pitch-black bone blade connected to it also immediately shone brightly, emitting pitch-black light, apparently intending to fight Han Changlin to the death.
The bright moon is setting in the west.
One black and one red, the two were constantly colliding in the night sky, the sonorous sound was endless, sparks were flying, and the two fierce momentums that made people dare not look directly collided together.
But the result was no surprise. The jet-black bone blade was already damaged, and its grade was not as good as the Jade Flame Sword. After all, it was cut into two pieces by the Jade Flame Sword.
"you..."
The monk in black turned pale, and the triangular flag in his hand suddenly shattered, and a trace of bright red blood seeped out from the corner of his mouth. It was the backlash caused by the destruction of the magic weapon.
After destroying the pitch-black bone blade, the Jade Flame Sword took advantage of the victory and pursued it. Han Changlin's hand turned into a magic spell and the Jade Flame Sword whirled around before slashing towards the stone slab.
"boom"
"boom"
"boom"
....
One attack after another, the attack was continuous.
The black-faced monk leaned against the giant stone slab and retreated step by step, leaving a ravine several inches deep on the ground.
The spiritual light on the giant stone slab was dim and dull, with cracks everywhere, as if it would collapse in the next moment.
The black-faced monk was even more unbearable. His face was as pale as paper, blood was flowing from his mouth, and he had obviously suffered serious internal injuries.
Seeing this, Han Changlin snorted coldly in his heart, thinking that the night would be long and full of dreams, so he immediately mobilized all his magic power.
There was a "boom".
With one blow, the entire giant stone slab instantly withstood tremendous force.
The next moment, I saw that the flickering and dim light on the stone slab completely dimmed, and turned into a three-inch long and wide stone slab again, and flew away, revealing the black-faced monk behind him.
"No, fellow Taoist, I..."
The black-faced monk's eyes were full of fear and despair, as well as a trace of desire for life.
How many people can face the great horror between life and death calmly.
Before the black-faced monk could say anything, the green flame sword came galloping towards him.
The green flame sword gradually enlarged in the eyes of the black-faced monk. With just a light slash, the head of the black-faced monk was cut off.
The red blood spurted out like a column, which was three feet high, which was shocking.
"call......"
At such a sight, Han Changlin let out a deep breath.
Although the Jade Flame Sword is sharp, it consumes several percent more mana than usual, and there is not much left at this moment.
However, this was not the time to rest, but under the control of Han Changlin, the green flame sword turned and pointed directly at the huge green wolf. In an instant, he killed it on the spot and became The food of the golden-winged mantis.
On the other side, after Han Changlin killed the black-faced monk, he quickly began to clean up the battlefield.
This place is not far from Yuanfang City, and there may be other monks passing by this place at some time.
This is exactly what happened. Just a quarter of an hour after Han Changlin left, another monk in the late stage of Qi refining appeared here.
When he saw the traces left behind after the fighting here, he cried out with regret.
The black-faced monk was dead, and Han Changlin came to him. He first put away the two small bags around his waist, and then with a flick of his finger, he burned his body to ashes with a fireball.
Of course, before leaving, he did not forget to put the two broken magic weapons into his arms.
After everything was done, Han Changlin summoned the Jade Flame Sword again, turned it into a sword light, and headed back to Yuanyuan Valley.
The bright moon and stars shone brightly, and Han Changlin had no troubles along the way. He returned to the attic where he lived. After activating the restriction, he crossed his legs on the futon and began to restore his mana steadily and orderly.
After more than two hours passed, Han Changlin slowly finished his work. At this moment, his magic power was also approaching perfection.
"It's time to take a look at what you've gained here."
Thinking like this, Han Changlin looked to his side, where there were two bags, one green and one black.
Han Changlin knew that the green one was a storage bag, while the black one was a spirit animal bag.
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