The world seemed to be shrouded in scarlet light.
The terrifying sword energy instantly broke Jin Wuxin's illusion.
He felt the scene in front of him flash, and it was filled with scarlet red.
"哐啷哐啷!"
Black chains as thick as arms appeared out of thin air, tightly binding Jin Wuxin's limbs. His whole body seemed to be nailed to death by wedges, and he was suddenly unable to move.
"what happened?"
Jin Wuxin's expression suddenly changed.
Puff puff!
Countless long knives stabbed into his body one after another, and then stirred in his wounds.
"Ah!" Jin Wuxin let out a shrill and painful scream.
"This is mine...ah!"
Jin Wuxin's eyes bulged and he screamed in horror. Two long knives were instantly thrust into his mouth.
This was obviously a fantasy he had imposed on Han Zhao, so why did he get the retribution on himself?
Even though his demonic body was far superior to that of a human being, the pain in his fantasy would not only be reflected on his body, but also directly attack his spirit, causing his whole body to twitch in pain.
However, his body was tightly bound by the chains and he was unable to resist at all.
"Isn't it strange?"
Han Zhao's voice suddenly sounded beside Jin Wuxin.
"What did you do to me?!" Jin Wuxin's face was twisted and his eyes were bloodshot.
"Is this the illusion you cast on me?" Han Zhao smiled, stretched out his right hand, and a long knife appeared in his palm.
Poof!
Han Zhao stabbed Jin Wuxin's mouth with a knife. The sharp knife stirred in his mouth, and blood poured out.
"Aren't you very eloquent? Why don't you speak?"
Han Zhao asked with a smile.
"you give......"
An angry sob came from Jin Wuxin's throat, but the sound stopped abruptly after Han Zhao stabbed his throat with a knife.
"Ah!!" Jin Wuxin let out an earth-shattering roar.
boom!
His whole body exploded.
The fantasy was shattered instantly.
thump!
In the Nujiao Hall, Jin Wuxin's legs suddenly weakened and he fell to his knees.
Everyone in the arena was filled with doubts. Jin Wuxin's strange scream just now made them feel like their brains were about to explode. However, as soon as they recovered, he knelt down.
Everyone looked at Han Zhao.
He was seen standing in front of the gang leader's golden chair, with the scarlet sword at his waist only half unsheathed.
How is this going?
Everyone looked at each other.
The young gang leader just made a gesture of drawing his sword, nothing else happened.
His long sword was filled with extremely powerful sword energy, but it was unlikely that before the sword energy was released, Jin Wuxin suddenly woke up and knelt down to admit his mistake, right?
"You...this is..." Jin Wuxin lost all the arrogance he had just now. He forced himself to explode in the illusion. Although he was out of control, his body felt like it had really exploded. Every part of it was There was a heart-piercing pain.
Zheng!
What answered him was Han Zhao's fully unsheathed sword.
Three God-killing Styles·Purgatory Style!
The scarlet sword light swept the entire place accompanied by violent air currents.
Everyone felt their eyes turned red, followed by boundless darkness, as if they had fallen into Avici Hell, losing their vision, hearing, smell, touch, and taste.
Jin Wuxin, who was in the center of the sword energy, felt that he was in a mountain of swords.
The most evil energy from heaven and earth seemed to converge on this sword, and countless sword energy hit his body.
"Ah!" Jin Wuxin shouted angrily, his body expanded rapidly like a balloon, and in an instant he turned into a humanoid monster more than three meters tall. His whole body was like a huge black carp, covered with black hard material. covered with scales. Human-like hands and feet grew out, and sharp claws grew out of the thick and ferocious feet. The hard bluestone floor was like tofu, and he stepped on it to create a big hole.
Poof!
The muscles on his back squirmed, as if there were living things under the skin. Six arms suddenly pierced the skin and jumped out.
Tsk tsk tsk tsk!
Countless sword energy swept over, Jin Wuxin's arms danced wildly and irregularly, and the collision with the sword energy produced sharp and dense air piercing sounds, and sparks flew everywhere.
However, there was too much sword energy. Under the superposition of a large amount of sword energy, the scales on his body broke apart inch by inch, revealing the black flesh and blood swept away by the sword energy.
"Wow~!"
Weird and painful screams were heard, and the ripples in the air were knocked back by the scarlet sword energy and violent airflow just as they left the body.
Jin Wuxin finally couldn't hold on any longer, and his body flew out of the hall as if it had been hit by a cannonball.
boom!
"Brother Han, let me help..." A familiar voice sounded outside the hall.
Qi Xuanming had just walked to the platform outside the main hall. Feeling the violent aura coming from inside, he immediately shouted and flew ten meters away in the air.
As soon as his body entered the door, he saw a huge black shadow rushing straight towards his face.
"What the hell?!"
The terrifying sword energy came suddenly, and Qi Xuanming was startled. An unprecedented sense of crisis came to his heart. He felt his scalp numb, and the emerald green sword at his waist suddenly came out of its sheath.
Three Spirit-Slaying Styles·Devil-Slaying Style!
Poof! !
The sword energy that was condensed to the extreme turned into an emerald green thread, which was just gently wrapped around Jin Wuxin's body.
Jin Wuxin's body was instantly torn into pieces.
At the same time, he was cut into pieces by the scarlet sword energy.
The sword energy collided head-on with the sword energy.
boom! !
Countless air currents were exploded instantly. The sword energy and sword energy crazily compressed the air, forming an astonishing white high-pressure shock wave. The sword energy and sword energy merged together strangely, shooting straight into the sky like a laser cannon.
After Jin Wuxin's body turned into minced meat, no blood or bone residue appeared. Instead, it turned into a large amount of black mist and scales. Under the influence of the body's restraint, he quickly recovered.
"Hoo...hoo...hoo!"
Jin Wuxin panted heavily and looked at Qi Xuanming who suddenly appeared next to him with a spiteful expression.
Hearing the footsteps coming from the hall, fear appeared in his eyes.
Han Zhao walked out of the hall, followed by a group of warriors from the Angry Jiao Gang.
"Isn't this even death?" Han Zhao sighed as he marveled at the terrifying recovery ability of the Seven-striped Demon. He couldn't help but feel a little envious. If his body had been hit by this attack, he would probably be in ruins.
"The Heavenly Sword's nerve-slaying purgatory style?! And the Xuantian's Soul-Slaying Sword Code's demon-killing style?!"
Jin Wuxin's voice was extremely hoarse.
If it weren't for the life-saving thing given to him by the leader, which allowed him to avoid the power of the combined sword attack, and was hit by the attack just now, even if he was a demon with perfect seven lines, he would definitely die.
He actually learned the two secret techniques of Tiansheng Sect at the same time today.
Forget about Qi Xuanming, he is a direct descendant of the five major surnames. He has such talents and resources, but from what crack in the stone is Han Zhao a monster?
"As expected of the Chief Commander of Jiuyou Mansion, he is quite knowledgeable." Qi Xuanming said solemnly, but his main attention was on Han Zhao.
The knife just now was actually issued by Han Zhao.
It's really unbelievable.
Has it only been a month since he handed the purgatory secret book to Han Zhao?
Han Zhao not only learned it, but his power was already close to the level of Dacheng. Compared with the demon-killing style that he had practiced for a year, it was only inferior.
Even though Qi Xuanming has been called a genius since he was a child, and there is a senior brother Qi Yuntian in his family who is called a monster, it feels a bit unreal at this moment.
The eldest brother practiced the Xuantian Spirit-Slaying Sword Code, and it took him six months to learn the first move.
Although the three God-killing styles in the Heavenly Sword Killing Nerve are very weird, and the sword's deviation depends entirely on understanding, Han Zhao's behavior is beyond common sense.
"Could it be that Brother Han is the reincarnation of the God of War?!" Qi Xuanming felt that this was the only reasonable explanation.
As soon as he got the news that the chief commander of Jiuyou Mansion was heading to the Nujiao Gang, he came to provide support as soon as possible.
Now it seems that Han Zhao can solve it by himself without his help.
"Thank you, Brother Qi, for coming to help." When Han Zhao saw Qi Xuanming arriving, he cupped his fists and saluted. He thought that the reality was different from the simulation, and Qi Xuanming would not show up.
"Brother Han, you're welcome." Qi Xuanming returned the favor with clasped fists. At this moment, he truly treated Han Zhao as a complete equal.
He had not underestimated Han Zhao before, but in his expectation, it would take at least one or two years for Han Zhao to truly become a top master in the Grandmaster realm.
"Jin Wuxin, you dare to take action against Brother Han, you are so brave!" Qi Xuanming turned to look at Jin Wuxin, who was feeling weak, and his face darkened.
"I...I'm just making a routine inquiry, just a...misunderstanding." Jin Wuxin was about to say harsh words, but seeing Qi Xuanming and Han Zhao both showing murderous intent, he Based on the principle that a good man should not suffer immediate losses, he decided to give in temporarily.
"Misunderstanding? That's not what you said just now." Han Zhao chuckled.
"You..." Jin Wu was furious, but he didn't dare to get angry.
"No matter what, if you took action against Brother Han, you should at least apologize to him, right?" Qi Xuanming said calmly.
"It should be." Jin Wuxin responded, an ugly smile appeared on his stiff face, and he cupped his fists and saluted Han Zhao, "I was the one who offended just now, please forgive me... Gang Leader Han."
"Actually, I still like your unruly look just now." Han Zhao looked at him with a half-smile.
"Hiss~" Jin Wuxin's eyes were scarlet. He took a deep breath and felt that the blood of demons was about to erupt, but the sword energy and sword energy in his body that kept destroying the strength of his body made him wake up again.
"Brother Han, just for my sake, let him go today, right?" Qi Xuanming said.
"I will naturally give you brother Qi's face." Han Zhao smiled.
"Did you hear that? Get out of here!" Qi Xuanming waved to Jin Wuxin.
"Thank you so much, Leader Han!" Jin Wuxin gritted his teeth, lowered his head and left quickly.
"Thank you, Brother Qi, for rescuing the situation today. Please come to the study to talk." Han Zhao cupped his fists and smiled, glancing in the direction Jin Wuxin was leaving.
His sword with 70% power just now did not cause fatal damage to Jin Wuxin. If it weren't for Qi Xuanming's sword, he would have to use all his methods to kill Jin Wuxin if he wanted to kill him.
However, Jin Wuxin still has a lot of sword energy and true energy left in his body, plus Qi Xuanming's sword energy, which will continue to destroy Jin Wuxin's restraint.
He can't run far.
"Brother Han, please!" Qi Xuanming motioned for him to leave first.
The two of them walked towards the back hall.
"this......"
"The young gang leader is so powerful? It's unbelievable!"
"The demon's ability just now was weird. I'm afraid that if the gang leader faced it, he might not be able to win so cleanly, right?"
There was a lot of discussion in the arena, and some warriors who had seen Shangguan Yunfei's actions even compared Han Zhao with Han Zhao, and came to the conclusion that they felt they were on par.
Initially, they were frustrated because someone knocked on their door, but the next second the young gang leader showed off his power.
The rise of the Nu Jiao Gang has become unstoppable.
At this time, Yan Sheng, the Tushi in the crowd, looked at Han Zhao's leaving steps, and his body trembled unconsciously.
He remembered that when Han Zhao first came, he was persuaded by Gan Luoshan to go against him.
Fortunately, it was Lang Fanyun who injured him at that time. If it had been Han Zhao, he would have estimated that the grass on the grave would have been a foot high.
"Qian Luoshan, you're going to die a good death! You've tricked me!" Yan Sheng cursed in his heart, and now it would be useless to go directly to Han Zhao to admit his wrong allegiance.
It’s over, it’s over!
...
"Jin Wuxin's life will be trouble after all."
On the way to the study, Qi Xuanming suddenly changed the subject.
"Brother Qi, aren't you going to let him go?" Han Zhao said doubtfully.
"He can't die in the Nujiao Gang, otherwise Jiuyou Mansion will directly target the Nujiao Gang, and it will be impossible to prevent it. If he dies outside, Jiuyou Mansion will directly settle the account on the Yuling Guards. I will help you solve it. Kill him?" Qi Xuanming explained.
"I'm not a grudge-bearing person to begin with, so forget it." Han Zhao shook his head.
"..." Qi Xuanming was stunned, and you almost had your grudge written on your face.
"Okay, I won't get involved in this matter. Brother Han will make his own decision."
"Anyway, I have to thank Brother Qi." Han Zhao smiled.
This seven-marked demon's magic crystal must have more yin energy, so of course he had to get it himself.
"Brother Han, you're welcome."
The two entered the study and chatted until dinner.
The last time he came, Qi Xuanming had a win-win attitude. This time, he really wanted to make friends with Han Zhao.
After the two finished eating, they chatted all night long.
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ps: Chapter 3 will be later, let’s have dinner first.
