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However, Han Changlin did not panic at all. After several years of fighting, he was no longer a fledgling monk. This battle could not be delayed and must be fought quickly.
A vague smile flashed in his eyes, and the Jade Flame Sword was lifted up by Han Changlin, and the magic power in his body was also injected into the sword.
The next moment, the green flame sword turned into a stream of light and slashed towards the Soul Destroying Sect monk.
At this time, a treasure bell was hanging above Han Changlin's head. The dense aura slowly fell downwards, turning into a semi-transparent shadow of the treasure bell, protecting Han Changlin's whole body.
Seeing Han Changlin take out a top-grade magic weapon and a high-grade defensive magic weapon within a moment, the Soul Destroying Sect monk was shocked.
You know, it was because of an adventure that I had the spiritual stone to buy the next high-grade magic weapon, which was the iron-feathered golden eagle beside me. I also spent a lot of spiritual stones to buy it from that senior brother.
"But what about the other party..."
After thinking about it, the worried monk of the Soul Destruction Sect also took out a palm-sized silver shield from his storage bag, which he had exchanged from his sect with his sect's contribution points a few years ago.
And this silver shield was also injected with his magic power, and it instantly turned into a shield half a man high, surrounding it.
After doing all this, the monk of the Soul Destroyer Sect felt a little more at ease. Then his mind moved, and the iron-feathered golden eagle suddenly stood up and flew towards Han Changlin.
"Hey..."
There was a clear whistle, and at the same time, a hint of surprise flashed in Han Changlin's eyes. He had not expected that the iron-feathered golden eagle was so fast, and it had already arrived in front of him in less than two breaths.
"It seems that this person has put a lot of thought into this iron-feathered golden eagle."
This thought flashed across his mind, but Han Changlin stepped on it in vain, and heard a sudden "bang" from the Qianhan Bell hanging above his head.
If a monk wants to tame such a ferocious bird of prey once it reaches adulthood, he can only bind it with a spiritual bond.
However, the spiritual contract has an extremely fatal drawback, that is, there is no absolute master and servant between the two parties who signed the spiritual contract. It is purely whoever has stronger spiritual consciousness who can dominate the other party.
It would take at least seventy or eighty years for the iron-feathered golden eagle in front of him to reach adulthood, and the Soul Destroyer Sect monk in front of Han Changlin had obviously signed a spiritual contract.
Therefore, for other people, this iron-feathered golden eagle may be difficult to deal with, but for Han Changlin who has Qianhan Bell, it is easy.
Sure enough, just when the iron-feathered golden eagle was about to peck Han Changlin, the iron-feathered golden eagle suddenly stopped.
The next moment, there was a sharp sound of pain.
"Hey..."
The spirit of the Iron Feather Golden Eagle is really weak, and Qian Hanzhong's sonic attack is simply not something it can withstand.
Take advantage of his illness and kill him.
Han Changlin had no intention of stopping.
Looking at his quick eyes and quick hands, he patted the storage bag on his waist, and a black sword magic weapon suddenly appeared in front of him.
Although this sword is a high-grade magic weapon, it has not been used since Han Changlin obtained it. After all, he has the Jade Flame Sword with him, but it can come in handy at this moment.
With the injection of Han Changlin's mana, the blade of the black sword weapon continued to flicker. Using the sword-controlling skills of the Nameless Sword Technique to control the sword, wisps of strange aura rippled out.
One sword after another. At the same time, in the distance, Han Changlin was still controlling the Jade Flame Sword to fight with the Soul Destroying Sect monks.
After only a few encounters, Han Changlin knocked off half of the golden eagle's golden feathers, and the dazzling outward wound was still dripping with bright red blood.
He has a spiritual bond with the Iron Ling Golden Eagle, so he naturally knows the current situation of the Iron Ling Golden Eagle.
I couldn't help but lament in my heart:
"I'm afraid I'll have to spend quite a lot of spiritual stones on the Iron Feather Golden Eagle when I go back. I thought that by getting an adult Iron Feather Golden Eagle, and with my own strength, I could gain a lot of sects in this battle. Door contribution points.”
"I didn't expect to meet such a person."
At this moment, the Soul Destroying Sect monk in front of Han Changlin also had a hint of retreat in his heart.
And it became even more intense after Han Changlin poured a few mouthfuls of living liquid into his throat in front of him.
Although it is not known what he took, the Soul Destroyer Sect monk guessed that it must be some kind of elixir that speeds up the recovery of mana.
Thinking of this, the monks of the Soul Destroyer Sect also gave the Iron Ling Golden Eagle the order to return through the spiritual contract.
But at this time, how could Han Changlin get what the opposite Soul Destroyer Sect monk wanted.
I saw his mind move, and the black sword weapon in his hand was thrown towards the Soul Destroying Sect monk opposite.
At the same time, the Qianhan Bell above his head sounded a dull sound again, like a heavy hammer hitting a person's heart.
Immediately afterwards, the green flame sword that had been fighting with the monks of the Soul Destroyer Sect suddenly turned around, and the sword pointed directly at the iron-feathered golden eagle that was attacked by the sound wave of Qianhan Bell.
"Stop, no..."
The Soul Destroying Sect monk's eyes widened with shock and anger on his face.
However, before he could say anything, the Jade Flame Sword struck the Iron Feathered Golden Eagle with thunderous force.
"boom..."
The green flame sword carried the sword energy and slashed at the Iron Feather Golden Eagle. The sword energy rushed through the Iron Feather Golden Eagle's body, causing the Iron Feather Golden Eagle to explode.
After a few breaths, as if it had reached a certain critical point, the entire Iron Feather Golden Eagle's body gradually cracked, and the next moment, the surrounding area erupted into a rain of bright red blood.
The blood rain hit Han Changlin like this, but because of the protection of Qian Hanzhong, it could not be stained on him at all.
Seeing Han Changlin bathing in the red rain of blood, the Soul Destroying Sect monk opposite him subconsciously took a step back for some unknown reason.
There was a hint of disbelief and a hint of fear in those widened eyes.
"escape...."
I don't know whether it was the instinct to survive that took over, or whether it was the backlash from the spiritual contract caused by the death of the Iron Feather Golden Eagle spirit that made its consciousness hurt.
Unfortunately, it's too late.
Just watch - the sword light flashes away.
The next moment, a scream was heard, and the Soul Destroying Sect monk fell straight down.
Seeing this, Han Changlin also took a deep breath.
This operation consumed a lot of mana and consciousness, but fortunately, the opponent was killed.
Thinking like this, Han Changlin also chased after the falling Soul Destroying Sect monk, but he did not forget his loot.
.....
At the same time, several disbelieving looks came from around him.
No one thought that Han Changlin, who was of humble cultivation, would be the first to resolve the battle.
As the saying goes, a single move can affect the whole body, just when Han Changlin was packing up his trophies.
The disciples of the Soul Destroyer Sect who were fighting with Sun Dianshan and others were shocked when they saw the first person on their side to be killed.
I knew Gain's methods well, and I didn't expect that he would fall so easily.
On the other side, Han Changlin had already collected his trophies, including the remaining iron-feathered golden eagle, and then turned his attention elsewhere.
I saw that the person facing Sun Dianshan was a Soul Destroying Sect monk at the late eighth level of Qi refining. He wielded a long whip magical weapon and made "huh..." "huh..." sounds, followed by several whips. Shadow rises.
However, after all, Sun Dianshan's cultivation level was superior to this person's, and he always had the upper hand.
And even though Shu Mengqiu looks cute and baby-fat, when he moves his hands, he is vigorous and resolute.
Moreover, this woman seems to have a lot of wealth. She has taken out no less than four kinds of magic weapons. In addition, her opponent has a similar level of cultivation to her, so it is only a matter of time before she can take her down.
But Xi Feichi was a little unlucky. He was in the middle of the eighth level of Qi refining, but he met a Soul Destroying Sect monk who was in the early stage of the ninth level of Qi refining.
Looking at the situation at this moment, it was obvious that he was unable to withstand the attack due to a lack of mana.
The man didn't know who he was injured by. The scars on his face were so deep that his bones were visible, and he looked very fierce. At this moment, he looked at Xi Feichi with a ferocious smile, which made him look even more terrifying.
Seeing this, Han Changlin didn't say much. Due to the continuous growth of spiritual slurry in his body, he took up the green flame sword and swung it towards the scar-faced monk.
The sword light was like lightning, and in an instant, Han Changlin joined the battlefield.
The situation was reversed. With the cooperation of Xi Feichi and Han Changlin, Han Changlin found a flaw in just a few rounds. Regardless of the scar-faced monk's plea for mercy, he directly cut off his head with a sword.
Looking at everything that happened, Xi Feichi didn't know why, but a trace of fear flashed in his eyes. At the same time, he was glad that he, like himself, was a disciple of the Yuling Sect.
And just when Han Changlin beheaded the scar-faced monk, Sun Dianshan's voice came from Han Changlin's side:
"Junior Brother Han, I wanted to stop that person first, but I didn't expect to be stopped by you. However, Junior Brother, you are really a real person without showing your face. You were able to kill an enemy cultivator in the middle of the ninth level of Qi Refining by yourself. awesome."
At this moment, Han Changlin was holding the scarred monk's storage bag in his hand, when he heard the sound and quickly looked sideways.
But he saw Sun Dianshan looking at him with a smile, and there was an extra storage bag on his waist.
"Senior Brother Sun, it's just a fluke."
Han Changlin replied lightly, then took out half of the items from the scarred monk's storage bag and stuffed them into his own storage bag.
Then he threw the storage bag in his hand towards Xi Feichi and said softly:
"There's still half of it left. Junior Brother Xi, do you have any objections?"
"If it weren't for you, Senior Brother Han, this scar-faced monk wouldn't be able to kill him, so of course I have no objection."
Although both of them were in the middle stage of the eighth level of Qi refining, Xi Feichi was not unhappy at the moment when Han Changlin called him his junior brother.
Seeing this, Han Changlin didn't say much and cast his gaze into the distance, where the main battlefield was. After a few glances, Han Changlin looked at Sun Dianshan and asked softly:
"I wonder what will happen next for us, Senior Brother Sun?"
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