It was the pendant that emitted the spiritual array at the critical moment that saved Yang Shulong's arm and the face of his inner brother.

However, things like this are usually used to save lives. No one can even know what this thing is unless it is absolutely necessary.

Yang Shulong stared at Han Daxiong with gritted teeth and looked unhappy. People like Han Daxiong and Han Yu didn't know how precious spiritual weapons, especially defensive spiritual weapons, can be.

"Can you still fight? Either fight or get out of here!"

Han Daxiong looked at Yang Shulong's disgusting expression that swallowed a fly, and impatiently carried the heavy sword and said arrogantly.

"Okay! I will let you see it now, the unique skill of opening up a mountain with one sword!"

Yang Shulong turned around slowly, his eyes full of murderous intent. At this moment, he completely became murderous intent with Han Daxiong.

The long sword trembled slightly, Yang Shulong stood up in front of him, gently wiping the sword tip with his fingers, and a trace of blood remained on the Qiushui sword wall along his fingers.

The trace of blood did not slide down the sword body, but seemed to be spiritual, and it was rudely depicting a mysterious trajectory on the sword body.

"A little heart!"

Tang Ming finally reminded Han Daxiong when he stepped forward with his sword.

Han Daxiong turned around and grinned, but did not take Tang Ming's reminder to heart. With the sword just now, he had already tested Yang Shulong's reality.

Tang Ming could also see that Han Daxiong was not concerned about his reminder, but after frowned slightly, there was nothing else.

Han Nobita took the lead, and a heavy sword in his hand lifted a heavy sword from bottom to top, and countless strong winds instantly tear open the air in front of him.

Yang Shulong, who was opposite, turned a blind eye to the sword light at this moment, and his fingers were still smearing the sword edge slightly, and the trajectory depicted by the bloodshot became more and more obvious.

The moment the sword light came, Yang Shulong suddenly looked straight ahead, and then the Qiushui sword in his hand slashed down in the air. A thin sword energy instantly split Han Daxiong's sword light into two, and the force continued to attack Han Daxiong.

Han Daxiong turned around, then the rotating force made a circle on the heavy sword. At the same time as he turned around and returned the force, he thrust his wrist. The heavy sword pierced Yang Shulong with domineering spiritual energy like a wild horse.

Yang Shulong shook his sword body, and the spiritual energy carved on it flashed in an instant. The blood-red inscription of the seven-apple jacket gathered at the tip of the sword, like a little bloody light.

This easily broke through the sword energy of Han Daxiong's heavy sword and instantly attacked Han Daxiong's eyebrows.

At this moment, Han Daxiong had no way to dodge because of the heavy sword in his hand. He was about to die under this sword move.

However, Yang Shulong did not see any fear on Han Daxiong's face at this moment, but instead saw the faint sneer on the corner of the guy's mouth.

Before Yang Shulong could taste the meaning of this sneer, he felt as if he was hit by a giant hammer, and the spiritual energy in the acupoint suddenly spread out.

In fact, from the beginning, Han Nobita left three points of room for action, so when the blood light approached, he decisively gave up the heavy sword in his hand, mixed with the slightest breath of divine phoenix flames and erosion thunder, and slammed Yang Shulong's abdomen.

The spiritual energy of Han Daxiong's realm was not enough to make Yang Shulong fall to the ground, but the tangled breath made his hair stand upside down.

The breath that rushed into Han Daxiong's fist was slowly swallowing the spiritual energy emitted from the acupoints around him. What does this mean?

It means that as long as this breath is not expelled, his cultivation will one day be swallowed up by this strange breath, and by that time, he will really become a useless person.

Even if the power of the slightest breath is not that strong, if he continues to devour this, his practice speed will be 20% slower than that of normal people in the future. If he continues like this, the consequences will undoubtedly be quite terrible.

Yang Shulong thought through the pros and cons in an instant, and his face turned pale in an instant. He looked up at Han Daxiong's eyes with a hint of hatred.

Han Daxiong was unreasonable and stopped after he succeeded in a punch. After bullying Yang Shulong, he beat Yang Shulong up and beat him up. He only beat him out of recognition.

At this moment, the terrifying aura that flowed through Yang Shulong's body had become powerful enough, so powerful that his realm would be swallowed up to appear.

"What you hate the most is a guy like you who looks good and evil, who looks hypocritical on the surface, but in fact he is full of thieves and prostitutes."

After Han Daxiong finished fighting, he pulled out the heavy sword standing beside him with his back hand and turned back to Tang Ming.

At this moment, Tang Ming sighed slightly, and got up. There was not much hatred between him and Yang Shulong. If it were him, someone would have been naked in front of his junior sister, and he would not know what he could do.

Thinking of this, Tang Ming took a step forward and reached out to hold Yang Shulong's cheek. At this moment, the aura that was originally raging in Yang Shulong's body was absorbed by Tang Ming as if she was peeling off a cocoon.

"I have no grudges and no grudges with you. Today's incident has been overturned." Tang Ming said lightly to Yang Shulong, who was dying on the ground.

It is not Tang Ming’s style of doing things, but he is self-controlled and powerless, doing whatever he wants is the most disdainful thing Tang Ming despises.

Yang Shulong nodded and waved his hand. The green-shirt disciples around him instantly gave way to the three of them. Tang Ming walked towards the Longcheng Academy first, and Han Yu followed closely behind, but Han Daxiong was walking at the end.

"I thought Senior Brother Yang was so powerful. Now it seems that the inner disciples are just like this." A green-shirted disciple curled his lips and muttered to the embarrassing Yang Shulong on the ground with a smile.

"Shh! You don't want to live anymore. No matter what, he is also a senior brother of the inner sect, and he is also a personal disciple of the elder. Even if his cultivation is not good, you and I can't just talk nonsense!" The disciple next to him snorted and said with some tact.

"What are you afraid of? If you lose, you will lose. What's wrong with the elder's disciple? The elder's disciple has been beaten down?" However, when there are too many people talking, they will never be a kind of good guy.

The surrounding ridicule, either light or dark, pierced into Yang Shulong's ears cross-legged and adjusted his injuries, as if a sharp sword was used to adjust his injuries. His mind surged, and he almost had a mouthful of blood.

He suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Han Daxiong who was gradually disappearing beside the disciple of the green shirt. A trace of ruthlessness flashed through Yang Shulong's heart.

Tang Ming thought that the two of them had not had much celebration. They took action because the disciple wanted benefits. So, after feeling the damage to Yang Shulong's abdominal acupoints, Tang Ming took it out without hesitation.

Unfortunately, people have no intention of hurting tigers, and tigers have the intention of harming people.

In Yang Shulong's opinion, whether it was Han Daxiong's move to beat him up or Tang Ming's last move to take away the breath, they actually wanted to humiliate him in front of the disciples of Longcheng.

Yang Shulong's hand slowly reached into his arms and took out a wooden box of fingers from it. In the wooden box, there was a bloody broken caries.

A strange aura was revealed all over the broken blade, and blood flashed from time to time on it. Even Yang Shulong's eyes were red when he was affected by this trace of blood.

"Go to die!!"

Yang Shulong locked in Han Daxiong's breath, and the remaining spiritual energy in his body was mixed with a trace of essence and blood that was constantly injected into the broken blade Zheng.

The blood-colored broken blade flashed, and the moment his breath locked Han Daxiong, Han Daxiong rushed forward suddenly, and the Xuanling shield appeared behind him instantly.

The distance between Yang Shulong and Han Daxiong was only a hundred steps away, and the blood light was so fast that it was incredible. Even Tang Ming only vaguely captured a trace at the moment when the blood light burst out.

Rumble!!

A loud bang came, and Tang Ming felt an extremely bloody and murderous aura coming to his mind. Even though he had begun to condense his mind, a trace of crazy murderous intent flashed through his heart inadvertently.

This blood light is not just a simple matter of killing people. The aura and thoughts emitted from it are the most terrifying thing.

Tang Ming suddenly turned around and put Han Yu in his arms, the closest building, in his arms. At this moment, Han Yu not only had a huge light on his defensive spirit weapons, but even the phoenix crown was stimulated by this blood energy to show his true appearance.

Han Daxiong, who is in the center of this blood light, is at the moment, but as long as he can survive the idea of ​​killing in the blood light, Han Daxiong will not have to die.

The Xuanling Shield emitted infinite light, but this light only appeared for a moment. The Xuanling Shield, which could withstand the attack of Xiao Zhan in the Daoxuan realm, instantly shattered into a scum.

Yan Ling's golden armor suddenly burst out with a golden light, completely wrapping Han Daxiong, but Tang Ming still heard a sound of gold and iron breaking.

There were a few of the green-shirt disciples around him who were close to each other. At this moment, their eyes were blood red, and the long sword in their hands was slashing towards their fellow disciples.

The originally solemn and magnificent gate of Longcheng Academy has now become a purgatory, and many disciples who have not received any influence have looked at the scene in front of them in horror.

The Divine Phoenix Thunder Flame Gun instantly appeared in Tang Ming's hand, and a cold light rushed away a circle of golden light surrounding Han Daxiong. Then, he saw that Han Daxiong's chest was broken into a bloody hole.

Tang Ming suddenly discovered that the blood-light blade seemed to be spiritual, stabbing Han Daxiong's chest, greedily swallowing Han Daxiong's blood.

Then, no longer hesitated, Tang Ming suddenly penetrated into the wound on Han Daxiong's chest with his fingers, and his two fingers suddenly clamped the remaining blade, pulling out the bloody light from Han Daxiong's chest.

At the same time when Tang Ming pulled out the broken blade, the golden light on Han Daxiong's body also quickly dissipated, and Han Daxiong, with a pale face, fell to the ground, not knowing his life and death.

"Brother Nobita!!"

Yu immediately rushed to Han Daxiong, tested Han Daxiong's breath, and took out an exquisite jade bottle with his backhand. Regardless of what kind of spiritual pill it was, he opened Han Daxiong's mouth and fell in.

Tang Ming gently raised his fingers, and the trace of blood was still struggling between his fingers, and a trace of blood slowly flowed down Tang Ming's fingers.

This thing can actually stick to yourself?!
Chapter completed!