In mid-air, Po Jun and Zhao Zhihan looked at each other for a while, their eyes changing unpredictably, and suddenly they clenched the Shura knife in their hands, and the demonic energy around them quickly gathered.
"Zhao Zhihan, it turns out to be you! Die!"
With a bang, he turned into a black light and rushed towards Zhao Zhihan, and drew out a bright knife that seemed to split the world.
This sword was as powerful as thunder, extremely swift and violent.
Zhao Zhihan quickly put his hands together. Although he caught the fatal knife, he was driven back by the force of her knife.
Finally, she kicked out violently, knocking Po Jun away.
Po Jun drew his sword and returned, attacking Zhao Zhihan again. His sword skills were ruthless and deadly, and he swam like a poisonous snake in a sinister and treacherous manner.
Streams of light continued to fly around him, but the weapons of the Xuanyin Mansion disciples were controlled by him and wrapped around him.
The Shura knife in his hand opened and closed widely, shining with cold light under his control, and every swing brought terrible destructive power.
Zhao Zhihan had the support of the Corpse God Tree. The branches and roots of the Corpse God Tree were twisting, trying to entangle and restrain Po Jun.
Although these tree roots were cut off by Po Jun's sword, they continued to grow again, giving him no chance to breathe.
With the help of the Corpse Divine Tree, Zhao Zhihan was able to fight two against one, flexibly dodging Po Jun's attacks and cooperating with the Corpse Divine Tree's counterattacks from time to time.
There were swords and swords between the two, and demonic aura overflowed. The battle instantly became fiercer and more intense, as if it would never end.
This made Qin Miaomiao puzzled. What hatred or grudge do these two have?
Seeing that Po Jun was fighting one against two and still had the upper hand, he seemed to be invincible.
When Qin Miaomiao took Xiao Yifeng to hide in Tibet, she couldn't help but cover her mouth in surprise.
"Master, you see, as one of the masters of the Star Temple, with this power, you..."
Xiao Yifeng rolled his eyes when he heard this. He had only been practicing for as many years as others had been practicing.
I think he is less than fifty years old, while Po Jun is over six hundred years old.
If you were the same age as him, wouldn't you push him to the ground and rub him?
But these things were naturally impossible to say. He just said lightly: "If you hit your own wife, you will always be suppressed by destiny."
Qin Miaomiao sighed, unable to recover, and looked at Xiao Yifeng in shock.
"There's nothing surprising. The couple was fighting. We should find a way to rescue Jingjing and leave quickly." Xiao Yifeng said with a bitter smile.
Now that Leng Xiqiu was controlled by the Corpse Divine Tree, and there was a battlefield over there, he really had a headache.
"Zhao Zhihan is Po Jun's wife? Isn't she married to Han..."
Qin Miaomiao came to her senses mid-sentence and exclaimed: "You mean Po Jun is Han Chengyan?!"
Xiao Yifeng nodded and said, "Yes, if I guess correctly, he should be Han Chengyan."
Qin Miaomiao opened her little cherry mouth wide, and Zhao Zhihan on the other side obviously heard what was said.
She used the Corpse Divine Tree to block Po Jun's sword, then released the Ten Thousand Spirit Balls again, forcing Po Jun back with intensive attacks.
Looking at the tall and burly but handsome Po Jun, she couldn't help but frown and said, "Han Chengyan? How did you become like this?"
Po Jun stood in mid-air, looked at Zhao Zhihan indifferently and said, "Why, are you disappointed that I'm not dead?"
"It's really you. You shout and kill when we meet. You really don't know the style. You used to be so good at coaxing people." Zhao Zhihan said with a chuckle.
"I can only kill people now, do you want to try it?"
At this moment, Po Jun just wanted to kill the vicious woman who killed his parents and clansmen, and avenge his parents and clansmen.
Zhao Zhihan raised the corner of her mouth slightly and said mockingly: "What, are you going to kill your wife to prove your truth?"
"wife?"
Po Jun said coldly: "You don't deserve it! I, Han Chengyan, don't have a wife like you, and the Han family cannot tolerate someone named Zhao!"
The metallic power around him began to gather, and the Shura sword emitted a dazzling golden light, and then slashed towards Zhao Zhihan.
The sword's light was like golden lightning, extremely fast.
Facing this blow, Zhao Zhihan did not dare to be careless at all. She tried her best to mobilize the power of the Corpse Divine Tree, hoping to withstand the sword.
The green spirit ball around her flickered and turned into a strong protective barrier, trying to withstand Po Jun's fierce attack.
Po Jun's knife hit the protective barrier, making a deafening explosion.
Zhao Zhihan felt tremendous pressure, and his whole body was shaken.
Fortunately, the power of the Corpse Divine Tree allowed her to hold her position and not be defeated by Po Jun's attack.
Looking at Po Jun who had the upper hand, Xiao Yifeng didn't feel any joy.
Although Po Jun has the upper hand, he will not be able to gain the advantage for a while.
Today, Zhao Zhihan has not yet reached the time to merge with the Shipo Divine Tree, and his cultivation level is no more than Mahayana and Great Perfection.
Although Zhao Zhihan has the strength of Mahayana and Dzogchen, his use of power is extremely rough and has no skills.
So even Leng Xiqiu can fight with her for half a moment using secret techniques.
But as long as she waits until the extremely dark time, she merges with the sacred tree, and unprecedented extreme wood corpses will appear.
That is the powerful force of transcending the tribulation realm.
When the time comes, no matter how strong Po Jun is, he will not be a match for Zhao Zhihan who has mastered the power of rules.
All of Zhao Wuji's back-up plans will be accepted by Zhao Zhihan. By then, there will really be corpses everywhere, tens of millions of corpses, and they will all be buried.
Xiao Yifeng could never imagine what Greedy Wolf had done in his previous life to kill the monster in front of him.
Could it be the combined efforts of two Mahayana masters?
There was no time to think too much, because although Zhao Zhihan was at a disadvantage, he had not forgotten Xiao Yifeng.
The two of them were taken care of by Zhao Zhihan all the time. Even though the blood sacrifice ceremony had been completed, the Corpse God Tree still kept attacking the two of them.
Zhao Zhihan didn't even want to take care of Po Jun, and he used his hands to deal with the two people from time to time, and seemed to be quick to eliminate them.
Her target was obviously Xiao Yifeng, which puzzled Xiao Yifeng.
Why kill yourself?
Qin Miaomiao hugged Xiao Yifeng and moved around, saying with a bitter face: "Master, did you just tease her in the tree?"
Xiao Yifeng rolled her eyes and said, "No, I didn't touch her."
"Then why is she stalking you so hard that she looks like she's going to kill you?" Qin Miaomiao said speechlessly.
"How would I know? Could it be that you are killing people and silencing them?"
Xiao Yifeng suddenly had an idea and realized that he might know something terrible.
Otherwise, it would be impossible for Zhao Zhihan to suddenly pursue him and beat him fiercely, and then quickly eliminate him.
But didn’t he just know her memory, the way she died, and their past?
He suddenly realized what the problem was.
He clearly saw that Han Chengyan was dead, too dead to die.
How did the broken army in front of him come back to life?
Zhao Zhihan and Po Jun are lovers. Although their families have a blood feud, there is a misunderstanding between them!
Zhao Wuji, the instigator of everything, is dead. Why doesn’t Zhao Zhihan say a word of defense?
Not only did she not defend Po Jun, she even wanted to kill herself, the insider.
That can only mean one thing.
This cannot be explained, and problems will arise if we do.
That's why she couldn't wait to kill herself, and she didn't hesitate to resist Po Jun's attacks several times.
This may involve the secret of why Po Jun came back from the dead!
