Han Shanying looked at Chen Xuanyue's back with a fierce look in his eyes.
"good chance!"
He shouted excitedly in his heart.
"Thief, Brother Ba failed to kill you back then, today I am here to send you on your way!"
He shouted loudly and slashed with the cold sword in his hand. Suddenly, a majestic cold current of sword energy came straight towards Chen Xuanyue.
At such a close distance, only those at the peak of Foundation Establishment or the Great Perfection of Foundation Establishment use escape techniques to avoid such a terrifying blow.
As for defense, it is even more like seeking death.
If Chen Xuanyue chooses to defend at this time, he will immediately fall into the siege of Han Shanqing and Han Shanying.
The reason why he was able to completely gain the upper hand in the previous battle, seemingly crushing Han Shan Qing and Han Shan Ying, was entirely because Han Shan Qing and Han Shan Ying had no understanding of Chen Xuanyue's techniques and methods.
Now that they have figured out Chen Xuanyue's fighting style, they can naturally make the most accurate response.
Otherwise, not only would they have cultivated themselves into dogs, but their lives would have been in vain for so many years.
The experience of two lives and so many things taught Chen Xuanyue that if you underestimate anyone, you should never underestimate your own enemy.
What's more, it is difficult to build a foundation in the wild world of immortality, and it is difficult to reach the sky.
It is even more impossible for Chen Xuanyue to underestimate the two foundation-building ancestors of the foundation-building family.
He did not defend, did not dodge, and did not let go of Han Shanqing's wrist. He chose to attack!
Yes, facing Han Shanying's fierce blow from behind, he chose to attack.
Zhenwu Jue, Heaven-Landing Hammer!
Chen Xuanyue punched Han Shanying fiercely, as if he was beating the sky with his fist, it was fierce and powerful.
"Arrogant!"
Hanshan Ying's eyes were about to burst, and he poured almost all his magic power into the Hanliu Knife.
The sword energy like a cold current was completely pushed to its peak.
Han Shanqing will not just sit back and wait for death.
His eyes were stern, and while Chen Xuanyue launched an attack on Han Shanying, he immediately poured mana into his right arm and slapped Chen Xuanyue.
This is the extremely sinister Cold Poison Palm of the Hanshan family.
Being hit by this palm, cold poison enters the body. If it cannot be removed in time, the foundation will be damaged.
And if the foundation of a cultivator is damaged, if it cannot be repaired, there will be no hope of becoming an immortal in this life.
But the price to repair the foundation is extremely high, and even many of the spiritual objects used to repair the foundation are valuable but not marketable.
Seeing Han Shanqing's actions, a cold light flashed in Chen Xuanyue's eyes.
"The cause of the past is the result of today. The blood debt of the Chen family back then should be repaid with the blood and lives of you old thieves!"
He took Han Shanqing's hand and gave it a strong squeeze.
"ah!"
Suddenly, Han Shanqing let out a heart-rending scream.
Blood splattered everywhere!
His right hand was directly broken by Chen Xuanyue.
White bones stained with flesh and blood were exposed.
The extremely bloody scene is chilling.
The severed palm with some bones and flesh attached to it and the storage bag that had not yet been opened fell to the ground.
But Han Shanqing's left hand did not stop.
Although Chen Xuanyue broke his right hand with this move, it could not stop his attack.
However, Chen Xuanyue had already expected this.
He snorted coldly, his blood boiling, and his left arm that had broken off Han Shanqing's right hand shook violently.
Zhenwu Jue·Crashing into the Mountain!
"boom!"
A cold, majestic force flew towards Han Shanqing with lightning speed.
Han Shanqing's eyes are about to split.
His left hand, his cold poison palm was about to fall on Chen Xuanyue.
Unfortunately, there is only one step left.
The real power of Zhenwu Jue is too fast and the explosive power is too strong.
"boom!"
When Han Shanqing's Cold Poison Palm was only a hair away from Chen Xuanyue's chest, Chen Xuanyue's Zhenwu Jue·Chongshan's true power hit Han Shanqing's chest hard.
"puff!"
Han Shanqing flew out like a kite with its string broken, vomiting blood.
The Immortal Cultivator and the Da Zhao True Power Realm Qi and Blood Warrior were in close combat and were completely crushed.
Of course, this is also the reason why Chen Xuanyue's true power realm is so special.
He had devoured the second-level demon flesh, experienced spiritual energy tempering, and had the true power of spiritual energy integrated into his blood.
Moreover, his Zhenwu Jue is a fusion of two third-rate martial arts and three secret martial arts, taking the essence and discarding the dross, integrating innovation and sublimation.
When spiritual energy enters the body, it can turn a person into an immortal. Can't he create a different kind of martial immortal?
"Brother Qing!"
Han Shanying looked at Han Shanqing's tragic situation and his eyes were about to burst.
But he didn't lose his mind because of his anger.
He learned Han Shanqing's lesson, and immediately used the Hanshan family's secret escape technique - Hanxue Feiying Jue - without hesitation. His figure turned into Hanxue Feiying and retreated quickly.
But how could Chen Xuanyue let him get his wish?
Just when Han Shanying made a backward movement, Chen Xuanyue moved.
He turned into afterimages and headed towards Hanshan Ying. When he was getting closer and closer to Hanshan Ying, his magic power suddenly surged, and he used Gengjin Sword Shadow Technique to continuously leap towards Hanshan Ying.
Of course it is impossible for Gengjin Sword Shadow Jue to catch up with Han Shanying in the Qi refining stage, but Gengjin Sword Shadow Jue only needs to let him fly.
Because he also has real martial arts skills!
Since entering the realm of true power, Chen Xuanyue suddenly realized that except for the inability to fly, his Qi and blood martial arts were not inferior to any martial arts in the wild world of immortality in any other aspect!
The blood is boiling, and Zhenwujue is operating at full strength, just like the legendary Qinggong in martial arts movies.
As light as a swallow, with the blessing of the Gengjin Sword Shadow Art, he came in front of Han Shanying and punched boldly. In less than a second, he had already punched several times.
The sound of fists breaking through the air was heard endlessly, falling towards Han Shanying's face and chest.
The cold mountains should be dripping with sweat!
Hanxue Feiying Jue is already the fastest technique of the Hanshan family, but it is still half a beat slower than Chen Xuanyue. What kind of technique has this thief practiced that can be so fast and so powerful?
He was extremely depressed.
In the distance, Han Shanqing, who got up from the ground with a pale face, looked at Chen Xuanyue who was chasing Han Shanying, with unprecedented resentment in his eyes.
His storage bag had fallen not far away with his severed hand, lying in a pool of blood.
He must find a way to get the storage bag and take out the trump card inside to kill this hateful thief!
"It's now!"
He shouted in his heart, a sharp light flashed in his eyes, and he immediately used Han Xue Feiying to the extreme, flying towards the storage bag in the pool of blood in the broken palm.
Close!
Getting closer!
He was so excited!
Ever since the foundation was established, the emotions in his heart had not experienced such violent fluctuations for a long time.
The feeling of the battle of life and death was found by him again.
But he was going to win in the end.
"Snapped!"
He grabbed the storage bag, and an unprecedented ecstasy appeared on his face, followed by a ferocious look of anger.
"You little thief of the Chen family, I will make you regret coming into this world today."
However, right after, he heard Han Shanying's anxious voice.
"Brother Qing, be careful!"
what happened?
Han Shanqing was extremely confused, and an ominous premonition suddenly arose in his heart.
When he grabbed the storage bag, a very strong white hand grabbed his wrist again.
