Feng Haoran's face was gloomy in the messy valley where blood flowed like a river.
This was not the first time he left Shanglin City, nor was it the first time he passed through Xianyun Town, but it was the first time he left in a somewhat awkward and aggrieved manner.
When we passed the mountains here in the past, there were no such stupid and ignorant bandits.
Unexpectedly, when he passed by this time, there would be a few more villages, and when he vaguely revealed his identity, he actually dared to rush forward ignorantly and fearlessly.
Of course, with the strength of a fifth-level martial artist and his own strong cultivation, he actually didn't take much fancy to these rabble.
Until the first time I met someone, I shot out a mysterious talisman that made it impossible for the identities of these bandits to appear.
It was just a moment of carelessness that caused him to suffer such a loss. Of course, he had to kill them all and leave no one behind.
"Are you done killing? Just leave as soon as you're done!"
Jin Muer, who was in a pool of blood, was not afraid of these bloody scenes at all. She stood on a corpse and laughed, kicking its head far away like a rolling ball.
Feng Haoran nodded expressionlessly, looking across the forest in front of him, but suddenly he was startled. He found an unusual aura there.
But just as his gaze lingered for a moment, an unexpected figure appeared in the forest where the leaves were shaking.
His pupils shrank slightly. He thought he might encounter those stupid and fearless mountain bandits along the way, but he never expected that such a face would appear.
Because the owner of this face should be the last person who should and is least likely to appear in front of him.
Looking at the slowly approaching figure and the gradually rising aura, he suddenly smiled, because he should have known the other party's plan.
"You want to kill me?"
In his past experiences, he had been targeted more than once by those who had grudges against the Jin family.
It's just that those people are either incompetent, or they are taking advantage of the power of the Jin family and using tricks, so they don't dare to challenge Feng Haoran head-on.
Those who tried to challenge him in the past have all turned into corpses.
Faced with face, he knew that he once wanted to take Jin Muer's life for the sake of the head monster. He had good courage, but lacked strength. He felt quite regretful.
Shen Xiu on the opposite side didn't speak. He ran for half a mile and finally found the person in front of him.
But at this time, he couldn't bear it anymore.
As soon as his feet hit the ground, a big hole was immediately created in the ground below. The Hundred Forging Sword on Shen Xiu's waist had already been brought to the palm of his hand.
After crossing the distance of more than ten steps, there was a sudden slash, and the blood-colored sword and stone broke the shock.
Feng Haoran's face was cold, and he pulled out the green steel sword in his hand at the same time, then raised it up, and immediately wanted to break the hilt apart, and then he would strike with a forceful sword.
Just with the sound of the bell, his wrist suddenly shook, and a strong force came from the opponent's long sword, and actually knocked the long sword out of his hand.
Fortunately, he reacted quickly and clenched his palm quickly, otherwise the sword would have been knocked away by the sword, giving the opponent the upper hand.
Even so, he was quite surprised by the other party's cultivation.
The other party's cultivation level is much better than when he was on the bank of Lishui River before. He is already at the fourth realm. What's strange about him is that he seems to be much stronger than the ordinary martial arts cultivation of the fourth realm.
Knocking away the opponent's long sword, Chen Xiu didn't waste any time. He moved forward like running water and lifted it out from bottom to top at a tricky angle.
The perfect level of dragon-subduing energy flows through the body, like a river flowing downhill.
Feng Haoran's expression changed, and he blocked it with his sword out of shock and anger. The violent burst on his wrist still made his wrist numb slightly. This situation made the force of the technique go through, and it also eased a lot.
But Shen Xiu's subsequent attacks were continuous, forcing him, a fifth-level martial arts cultivator, to passively defend, which still made him quite angry.
A fierce light flashed in his eyes, and the blade of the sword in his hand suddenly emitted a circle of red light. A terrifying aura burst out from it, and when it reached its peak, it was immediately slashed out.
The blade of the sword made a steady sound, roaring out with tyrannical power, carrying with it shocking heat. The surrounding weeds turned yellow and withered in the blink of an eye, turning into a piece of hay.
The power surges!
Chen Xiu also knew that the other party had shown his true skills, and he was no longer vague. The energy in his body filled the air, making his meridians ache.
The tyrannical momentum suddenly increased, and the hundred-forged sword in his right hand flashed with light and shadow, and he struck the opposite side as fast as thunder.
The swords touched each other, countless cold stars burst out, and the deafening sound of gold and iron suddenly resounded through the mountain road.
Feng Haoran's sword was extraordinary. Shen Xiu quickly took advantage of the sword's power. Coupled with the bonus power of the Dragon Subduing Strength in his body, he was still unable to repel the opponent. The gap between the fourth and fifth realms was really huge. The gap between ordinary realms is still huge.
A kind of tyrannical force surged along with the fiery breath. Shen Xiu raised his body slightly and took a step back.
After dissolving those forces, without hesitation, he used the knife as a sword and an awe-inspiring sword light came out.
On the blade surface, a dazzling red luster covered it.
Sensing the terrifying power, Feng Haoran's expression changed and he retreated violently, but Shen Xiu's blade followed him and hit him directly in the chest.
With such terrifying power, death is almost inevitable.
Just when Shen Xiu's blade came forward and tore the silk in front of Feng Haoran's body straight into his heart, he heard an extremely slight click.
The clothes in front of Feng Haoran suddenly solidified, and a breath as majestic as the sea suddenly burst out from his clothes.
Like thunder!
At this moment, his previously frightened face suddenly turned into a smile that looked like he was watching a show with a winning chance.
The knife breaks and turns sideways.
"You really think that I, Feng Haoran, am so easy to kill!"
Feng Haoran walked over calmly, Chen Xing's eyes had a cold and stern look, and he looked at Shen Xiudao opposite him with ease.
How could he not have a protective spiritual weapon on his body?
Feng Haoran walked towards Shen Xiu calmly, and looked at Shen Xiu who was silent without saying a word, with a sneer on his lips, "Is Guizhou Donkey exhausted?"
But at this moment, Shen Xiu across from him sighed, "I still have to use it..."
Feng Haoran was stunned when he heard this, and a bad premonition suddenly arose in his heart, but he felt that this premonition was extremely ridiculous.
Chen Xiu turned to look at him and smiled slightly, which made him feel extremely relaxed.
Feng Haoran's eyebrows twitched when he saw Shen Xiu's figure opposite him suddenly disappearing. Then a warning sign popped up in his heart, and a figure suddenly enlarged in his eyes.
"court death!"
These methods made Feng Haoran stunned, and then he punched out suddenly.
But as soon as he raised his hand, Shen Xiu's fist was clenched by Shen Xiu, and the other palm passed through a huge distance and hit him in the heart.
"you……"
Feng Haoran was stunned for a while and opened his mouth wide.
Before a complete sentence could be uttered, a click was heard, and the world felt dark.
He finally looked at Shen Xiu, who was several times more powerful, feeling the deep red color in his chest, and his brows were filled with countless incomprehensible questions.
