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Chapter 108

Tan Wen'e's chest was pierced, his heart was broken, and his cultivation level could not be displayed at all. He held his last breath, looked at Han Xi with anger and confusion, and said with gritted teeth:

"How dare you..."

Han Xi did not answer, Ping Yueli's laughing face slowly dyed the iron-blooded color, raised his eyebrows and opened his tiger's eyes wide open, and the sharpness that had been polished by military life returned to his body bit by bit.

Just killing someone, what are you afraid of or not?

After years of military service, who has lost his life?

Looking at the dying boss in front of him, Han Xi felt that all the depression was wiped out, such as military rules, concerns, seven bans and fifty-four kills, and family background and status. They were originally paper-made tigers, and they could be broken with one stab!

It’s a pity that my seven-foot man was scared by this paper tiger and wasted all the way.

Tan Wen'e, the commander of the Chiling Army?

When one sword penetrates the chest, it only takes more than a hundred kilograms of rotten meat!

With all the stunned expressions of the Chi Lingjun, Han Xi withdrew his sword and raised his foot, kicked Tan Wen'e's body away. Looking at the tip of the sword that was dripping blood in his palm, his whole body felt inexplicable pleasure.

People in the martial arts world say that Han Xi of the Han family is an outstanding genius of the younger generation. He has made great military achievements in the Southern Chu army, majestic and heroic.

But who knows how he spent the past few years in the military camp?

The group of veterans were scattered by seniority. He, the so-called young genius, was the target of being bullied. He followed the rules in everything in the military camp, and whenever he didn't want the veterans to call him around, Tan Wen'e would use military rules as an excuse to cure him and let him be honestly angry.

This is how his edges and corners were worn away.

And Tan Wen'e said, there is another very good name for this kind of thing, called - cultivation!

Just like cultivating bonsai, use hard flower pots to limit root growth, use sharp scissors to cut off all unsatisfactory branches and buds, and use rope wooden stands to twist the branches at will.

Perhaps the final work is beautiful, but can the saplings that are carried in a pot and grown in a greenhouse really withstand the wind and rain?

Han Xi didn't know.

He only knew that when he stabbed Tan Wen'e's back with a sword, all the constraints in his body disappeared. He could smell the air of the past and hear the unruly wind and rain between heaven and earth.

At this moment, the true energy in his body rushed like a crazi wave, causing his cultivation that had been stagnant for a long time to move forward.

Tan Wen'e's dying face disappeared, the blood on the tip of the sword disappeared, and the exclamations of the Chi Lingjun people in his ears also disappeared.

In his world, it seems that there is only the wind howling and clouds are moving!

In the eyes of everyone, Han Xiding stood still after killing, only the sword intent flowed around him, and the sharp air came out through his skin, and then two black blood flowed out of his nostrils.

Blood exchange.

Han Xi, who had been wasting his long time at the peak of skin tempering, finally made a breakthrough.

The commander of the Chi Ling Army, Tan Wen'e, swallowed his last resentment in this picture.

So, the Chi Lingjun was not in the mood to see Han Xi break through.

Tan Wen'e's deputy Tan Xiu, angry and afraid, pointed at Han Xi and said tremblingly: "You...you dare...you...the following is offending..."

Han Xi was already immersed in the breakthrough of his realm and could not hear his accusations.

The answer to Tan Xiu was Yan Li.

Yan Li only said two words.

"Quiet."

With a wave of his hand, the wind and thunder suddenly changed in the courtyard. Amid the rumbling thunder, a sword energy shining with lightning spread out of nowhere. With the might of wind and thunder, he even knocked down dozens of people from the Chiling Army in one move.

The thunder sounded endlessly, soaring into the sky from the Chiyun Temple, stirring up the wind and clouds above.

Shang Shaoqing, who was sitting upright, immediately his pupils contracted and he exclaimed: "My brother, is this?"

"The Sword of Wind and Thunder." Yan Li said calmly, saying that before, he broke through the Qi cultivation and reached the realm of skin tempering, and finally could use the true sword technique of Yunzong. But this was not the most important thing in front of him. He stopped explaining other things and shouted directly: "Guiyun."

Gui Yunxin had a tacit understanding, so he immediately stuffed a pill into Han Xi's mouth and sacrificed the five-color wind lamp at the same time.

The pill is naturally specially refined with Han Xi's physique and his practice of "Tengfeng Zhuyun Sword", which is about to be used at this moment.

The next moment, the medicinal power flowed into Han Xi's body, breaking through the acupoints of his body, and swallowing and spitting out the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

The spiritual energy in the courtyard was like a funnel vortex, circling into Han Xi's body. The five-color wind light flashed continuously, showing Han Xi's various situations in which he breathed in spiritual energy.

Among the five-color spiritual lights, the green light represents the surname wood, followed by the black light of water, and the other three types are each based on the generation and restraint, which is basically consistent with the expected situation.

This represents Yan Li's research on the way of unity of human and elixir, which is roughly formed.

——…—

In the dilapidated mountain temple in the south of Linze Town, Tian Xianzi and Xiahou Mo were both looking at Chi Yun Temple from afar.

Of course, they knew the relationship between the Tan family and the Yuhuangguan, so they began to pay attention to this matter from Xiahou Mo to Linze Town.

In contrast, although the Huya Soldier Commander Cheng Kai, although he had a closer relationship with the Jade Emperor Temple, was just a minion who was ordered to act and was not qualified to be directly watched by the masters of Thirty-Six Heavenly Gang.

In fact, in Tian Xianzi's eyes, Tan Wen'e was just a descendant of a rebellious son and an insignificant little person. What he wanted to know was what mystery was hidden in Chi Yun Temple! If possible, before the Mid-Autumn Festival, raiding this stronghold and killing several descendants of King Shangwu would at least suffocate the other party's aggression.

So, they saw the wind and thunder above Chi Yunguan suddenly change, and the rumbling thunder spread throughout the fields.

Tian Xianzi's despicableness changed at that time. Without saying a word, he grabbed Xiahou Mo and drove away from Guang.

Xiahou Mo was caught in the air before he reacted and turned his head and asked, "Uncle Master, this is..."

Tian Xianzi didn't answer and flew far to the southeast in one breath. Even Linze Town disappeared from his sight before he let out a long sigh, "Huh... It's so dangerous!"

"Uncle Master!"

"I thought that even if there were masters in Chi Yun Temple, it would be no big deal. But it was King Shangwu himself!" Tian Xianzi was still in shock. He waved his sleeves and wiped his forehead with cold sweat, and said in horror, "Why is this evil star hiding here? He must have planned to plot against the backhand when we were raiding Chi Yun Temple. The rebellious boy from the Tan family saved my life!"

Xiahou Mo was shocked when he heard this and said, "Is it the legendary "Wind and Thunder Sword Art" just now? It's indeed amazing!"

"Amazing? Hum..." Tian Xianzi said, "In the battle back then, King Shangwu's power was still a hundred times better than today! Otherwise, how could my Jade Emperor's view of the thirty-six Heavenly Gang be damaged by more than half? Even your master was seriously injured? Just now, he discovered that the Tan family betrayed him, and he just tried it out in a rage."

"This..." Xiahou Mo blinked his eyes and said to himself: Uncle Master, you are also one of the thirty-six Heavenly Gangs! Since the other party is just a test and has not revealed any murderous intention, you don't have to wait for the wind to escape hundreds of miles, right?

How scheming is Tian Xianzi? After recovering from his horror, he saw through this little thought at a glance and said with a smile: "Xiao Mo, think more about everything! The hatred between my Jade Emperor Temple and Ji Dongling cannot be resolved, and we can't hide it from him even if we spy on it. If he doesn't kill him, he will definitely have other plans. Now that his hiding is exposed, his plan cannot be achieved, of course he will kill me first and then get faster. If you and I take a step slower, how can you and me have your life?"

"Ahem..." Xiahou Mo quickly covered his expression and said respectfully, "So that's it. If the uncle hadn't seen the opportunity, the nephew would have died without a place to bury him. Xiao Mo thanked him again for help! What should we do next?"

"Next... um..." Tian Xianzi pondered for a moment, then made up his mind, "Let's go back!"

"Ah?" Xiahou Mo, as the disciple of the Jade Emperor's Scene, was always a crazy and cool person. There was no problem in fighting the wind, but at this moment he was in a fog and didn't know what was said.

"Haha... Look, Xiao Mo, you can't think of it? Since you can't think of it, how can Ji Dongling be able to?" Tian Xianzi stroked the long beard of the fairy wind and explained, "We just fled in sight, and were as frightened as a frightened bird. Who would have thought that we would turn around and return to our original place and continue to keep an eye on it? The most dangerous place is the safest place!"

When Xiahou Mo heard this, his eyes lit up and he praised him: "Uncle Master is indeed brilliant!"

——…—

Chi Yunguan.

"General Han, please spare me!" Tan Xiu, who was still arrogant and domineering when entering the door, was lying at Han Xi's feet like a dog, crying in silence.

Well, Gui Yun has a lot of opinions on this metaphor, but this situation does not require more description.

Han Xi's breakthrough and blood exchange sounded huge, and Yan Li's amazing sword energy before was enough to scare the Chi Ling Army.

So, no one was used to force him to ask. When Han Xi woke up from the breakthrough of his realm, Tan Xiu lay down at his feet and told him something like a bamboo tube pouring beans.

"General Han, those things are all about Tan Wen'e's will. It's because the ancestors of the Tan family have bad intentions and are not related to villains!" Tan Xiu wailed, "The ancestors of the Tan family have had contacts with the Jade Emperor Temple, and even Tan Wen'e has been writing letters with some Taoist priests... When exactly, the villain doesn't know! You can search through Tan Wen'e's Qiankun bag and you can find the recent correspondence, as well as the elixirs and talismans of the Jade Emperor Temple's specialty, and even a secret book of "The Art of Descendants"...

"Old Master Tan is over 100 years old. Of course he doesn't want to break up with Old Master Han, but he has made an explanation in private. Let us 'cultivate' General Han, carefully polishing the edges and corners, so that you cannot break through before you are twenty years old and change your blood..."

Speaking of this, other things are no longer important.

Han Xi raised his sword and cut off Tan Xiu's head. Over the years, he had been frustrated by this man's fanning the flames. Then, he refused to give up. He killed more than a dozen heads in his sword, all of which were Tan Wen'e's confidants.

The people of the Chiling Army were half missing in the blink of an eye, and the rest were silent. More than a dozen of them had been intimate with Han Xi, but this time Tan Wen'e brought them specially to him to look good in front of Han Tieyi. The other twenty people turned to Tan Wen'e, but they had a bad background and were not considered close friends, so they saved their lives this time.

Han Xi vented his anger and then recalled that this place was Chi Yunguan, so why was it so bloodthirsty? So he turned to Yan Li and said embarrassedly: "Uncle Li..."

Yan Li didn't care, as if she didn't see the scene in front of her, and said lightly: "Remember to wash the floor."

"yes."

Han Xi agreed, but the remnants of the Chi Ling Army behind him stood upside down when he heard it.

Seeing that Han Xi broke through the blood exchange, he was covered in blood scabs, and he was angry and killed people. The young man in charge, when he sat down and watched this scene, his eyelids didn't raise his eyelids, and he only ordered the floor to be washed - how no one's surname is!

Even the evil cultivator in southern Xinjiang who likes to perform blood sacrifices is weaker than him.

This is the style of the great devil!

However, Han Xi had long been accustomed to Yan Li's style and did not have so much thought. He then bowed and said, "I would like to thank Uncle Li for his advice and let my nephew break through his cultivation!"

"It's nothing, it's what you deserve." Yan Li said, "Practicing a sword is like forging a sword. Since you have found the one that suits you, don't change it easily. The sword is straight inside and sharp outside. If you can't point directly to the original heart, you can't talk about swordsmanship."

"My nephew is taught."

"Since these people are left behind, you will be the ones who are disobedient. You know how to deal with them."

"Get order!" Han Xi responded with blood scabs on his face.

But behind him, the Red Leather Army fell to his knees and expressed their determination: "We obey our orders and do not dare to violate the slightest!"

If you are disobedient, there is only one way to deal with it!

What's more, Han Xi is also a genuine general of the Chi Ling Army. These people surrendered to him without any psychological pressure.

Shang Shaoqing and Yan Li left the bloody courtyard before asking: "Brother, how can those Red Leather Army be reliable?"

"Ha." Yan Li chuckled, "It's just that they want to be unreliable."

"Oh?" Shang Shaoqing's eyes lit up, "It seems that my brother has a follow-up arrangement, and I don't know how to start?"

"No," Yan Li smiled, "The fish that took the bait in front of him is not enough."
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