This group of foreign cultivators may not know that although Han Jingcheng is only in the middle stage of transcending the tribulation, he is not a level lower than Elder Feng, Xuanyuan Hongfei and others.
But Han Jingcheng is the only sword cultivator in the Xuanyuan family, and in terms of actual combat ability, he is by no means inferior to Xuanyuan Hongfei.
Over the years, Han Jingcheng is the only one who has mastered Xuanyuan Sword Technique. He has suffered from not having a sword for so many years, so it is difficult to understand the true meaning of Xuanyuan Sword Technique even after his cultivation has reached the level of transcending tribulations.
If the real Xuanyuan Divine Sword is in hand, even if it has a sword soul like the Cold Tide Sword, Han Jingcheng will dare to survive the disaster alone, without the so-called power of merit at all.
Now that he has not used his hands for many years, he only has a wooden sword in his hand, so these foreign cultivators feel that the old man in front of them is not so scary.
But when Han Jingcheng took action, they realized what a stupid decision they made to stay.
As soon as Han Jingcheng took action, many people present did not see clearly what happened. They saw that the wooden sword in Han Jingcheng's hand was dripping with blood, and more than a dozen people in front of him had already fallen to the ground and died.
The Spirit Summoner in the Tribulation Stage also had an incredulous expression. He felt that with his own strength, he would be able to escape completely if he ran away now, but their purpose of traveling thousands of miles to China to rob would end here, and he would still be reduced to The laughing stock of the entire world.
So the spiritual summoner said in broken Chinese to the cultivators around him: "Don't be afraid, everyone. I will stop this old man. You go quickly and kill everyone here."
Having said that, the spiritual summoner also inserted a crutch into the ground. The densely packed runes on the crutch also glowed faintly at this moment. Then eight spiritual bodies flew out from it, and ghost energy suddenly surged out.
When a cultivator saw this, seeing how powerful the spiritual summoner's aura was, he mustered up the courage and rushed towards the child. Unexpectedly, the next second, the cultivator's head was directly hit by a sword. The energy was exploding, and the rest of the body stood quietly in place, motionless.
The spiritual summoner also took a breath of cold air, but if he didn't touch it, he would lose face even if he really lost.
So the spirit summoner gritted his teeth and eight souls flew toward Han Jingcheng with ferocious looks.
Han Jingcheng looked at the group of flying phantoms and smiled faintly. Then he only used one sword and took away the powerful and righteous sword light with one move, killing all the phantoms in front of him.
At this time, the spirit summoner's crutch broke directly in the middle, and he spit out a mouthful of blood, and then fell to his knees.
The remaining cultivators saw that the leader had been seriously injured, and the other party had barely taken any action. The other cultivators did not have the courage to continue at this time, so they retreated and fled in all directions.
How could Han Jingcheng allow these people to escape unharmed after killing everyone, so he smiled evilly and said, "You have killed so many people in my Xuanyuan family, and now you still want to leave?"
I saw several sword flowers coming out of the wooden sword in his hand, and some cultivators with Tongyin strength in front of him had their throats sealed with a sword and fell down silently.
At this moment, in front of the ancestral temple of the Xuanyuan family, it is as graceful as hell on earth. Under the light of swords and shadows, almost no foreign cultivator can leave alive.
When Han Jingcheng killed the last person with one sword, he looked at the sword in his hand and shook his head helplessly, and then said calmly to the mountains in the distance: "All the cannon fodder has been dealt with, it's time for you to come out!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the woods in the distance trembled, and a light figure appeared in front of Han Jingcheng.
This person is not a stranger, she is none other than the saint Jessica of the Nanming Hawu sect who fought against the German army overseas.
But Han Jingcheng didn't know this woman. When he saw that the light kung fu she performed was like the footwork of Beiming's "Quick Wind Art", he couldn't help but murmur in his heart and his brows slowly knitted together.
The reason why Han Jingcheng was able to recognize Beiming's body technique was because he had friends with the seventy-eighth generation disciples of Beiming many years ago.
These seventy-eighth generation disciples are also the previous generation of the Heart-Calling Patriarch Cheng Dezi, and the time is hundreds of years ago.
Although Han Jingcheng didn't know how this woman knew the Beiming Kung Fu, he still concluded that this woman was not from China, and she definitely could not be from Beiming.
"Who are you?"
Han Jingcheng looked at the woman in front of him. He was completely unfamiliar with her cultivation and couldn't help but ask questions.
As early as when this group of people entered the Xuanyuan family's ancestral land, Han Jingcheng felt a powerful force hidden in the mountain opposite, so Han Jingcheng did not dare to act rashly at first. In fact, it was the woman in front of him that he was afraid of.
Jessica also had no intention of hiding it, so she said calmly: "Hawu sent Jessica, I am telling you because I want you to understand."
At this time, Han Jingcheng frowned and did not dare to be careless at all, because he felt a power from this woman that he had never seen before. If he guessed correctly, this should be demonic energy.
Han Jingcheng was a little unbelievable. He didn't expect that the Demon Lord would still reach into the hinterland of China. Maybe he was indeed in Tianmo Mountain, but no one could tell clearly how many backhands the Demon Lord had hidden for so many years.
Even so, Han Jingcheng did not panic at all. After all, this was in front of the Xuanyuan Family Ancestral Temple. He could be said to be fighting on his home court. Seeing that the woman opposite was ready to take action at any time, Han Jingcheng couldn't help but asked curiously: " Why did you come to my Xuanyuan home?"
Jessica still said calmly: "I'm not doing anything, I just want your word Xuanyuan to disappear. I hate these two words!"
After saying that, Jessica stopped talking nonsense and whipped Han Jingcheng directly.
Han Jingcheng also saw that the energy brought out by this whip had torn apart the space, and the runes on the whip were very strange, and seemed to have the effect of sealing the surrounding spiritual energy.
Just when Han Jingcheng was thinking, the long whip was already in front of him. Han Jingcheng had no time to react and blocked it with his backhand sword.
The wooden sword broke and sawdust flew everywhere, but Han Jingcheng did not expect that the whip was so powerful that his own tiger's mouth was shattered and traces of blood flowed out.
Before Han Jingcheng could react, Jessica's second whip came towards Han Jingcheng's face.
This time Han Jingcheng no longer dared to underestimate the enemy. He immediately dodged and hid. After pulling away a distance, he also formed a seal with his hands, and then a rusty sword flew out from the ancestral temple.
Han Jingcheng turned over in the air and caught the sword.
After a jingling fight, it could be said that fire was flying everywhere. Every whip of Jessica evaporated the spiritual energy around her. After dozens of rounds, Han Jingcheng also discovered that there was no trace of spiritual energy within a radius of one mile.
Han Jingcheng also felt that this woman's whip technique was weird. It could not only seal the circulation of spiritual energy around her, but also contained a trace of demonic energy. If she was hit, she would also be eroded by the demonic energy.
At this time, Han Jingcheng shook the long sword in his hand, and all the rust on the long sword was shaken off. Then Han Jingcheng pointed his sword at the sky, and a large spirit gathering formation instantly appeared in the sky.
After all, Han Jingcheng has also lived for hundreds of years and is a cultivator in the middle stage of transcending tribulation. With these methods alone, Jessica still has difficulty defeating the old man in front of her.
The appearance of the spirit gathering array also made Jessica couldn't help but smile sarcastically, as if she looked down on Han Jingcheng's methods.
But at this moment, after the rust on the long sword in his hand shook off, a cold light also shot out. Jessica looked at the long sword in Han Jingcheng's hand and smiled playfully, and then the long whip in her hand also instantly emitted black devilish energy. The long whip It instantly turned into a spear and stabbed towards Han Jingcheng.
