In front of Yi Daosheng, the Bagua Mirror shot out a dazzling light beam again. The light beam could only block the purple light in front of him. The explosion could not obliterate the purple light that followed. The dark yellow sword energy of the ancient sword in his hand was also eclipsed in front of the purple light.

Once again blocked the purple light, Zhang Xiaohan seemed to be in front of him. A distance of less than a hundred meters was around the monk. Yi Daosheng's eyes widened and he waved his sword and slashed towards Zhang Xiaohan. He didn't understand how a ascension monk in the early stage of Void Refining would have such courage to approach his body.

A black hammer suddenly appeared in Zhang Xiaohan's hand. The hammer less than two meters long was dark, without any luster or the pressure of a treasure. It was like a piece of mortal iron in Zhang Xiaohan's hand.

But as soon as the hammer appeared in Zhang Xiaohan's hands, it was like being integrated with Zhang Xiaohan. The flying Zhang Xiaohan held the hammer forward and backward with his hands and swung it high, and suddenly the temperament of Yuan Yuezhi appeared on his body.

In ancient secret land, the iron was broken and the fear suddenly rose from the bottom of my heart. Yi Daosheng couldn't think too much, and opened his mouth and a black ball spit out of his mouth.

As soon as the ball was spit out, Yi Daosheng turned over and ran away. Several lights of his body surged out almost at the same time. The body protection spirit shield was stimulated and all were released behind him.

The hammer that Zhang Xiaohan swung had already cast out and could not be retracted at all. If it was forced to retract, the force of the excitation would retaliate, which would be equivalent to Zhang Xiaohan smashing it hard at him with the hammer.

Yi Daosheng's turn and escape showed the horror of the small black ball he spit out of his mouth. This small black ball may not be an ordinary magic weapon. The collision between the hammer and the black ball may cause a horror like an atomic bomb explosion.

All thoughts were in a moment, Yi Daosheng's escape, the shooting of the small black ball, and Zhang Xiaohan's hammer swing like a cannonball appeared in the sky at the same time.

The stars first appeared in the sky, and the bright moon was only showing the crescent moon from the east, and the various fragments scattered in the air were like slow motion.

Sima Mingguang's figure that flew forward suddenly paused. He opened his eyes wide in disbelief. From the corner of his eyes, he saw Xiaobao's figure rushing forward without any hesitation.

He wanted to run, but his legs didn't have any strength. He even forgot that he was standing in the air. He watched Zhang Xiaohan's black hair and robe raise, and saw Zhang Xiaohan's hands suddenly let go.

The black hammer chased Yi Daosheng at a speed faster than a meteor. Zhang Xiaohan opened his arms to face the small black ball that was shooting towards him. A purple phantom separated from Zhang Xiaohan's body.

The purple figure completely left Zhang Xiaohan's body. Standing taller than Zhang Xiaohan. Her figure was three or four times taller than Zhang Xiaohan's body. She looked down slightly and slowly stretched out the finger of her right hand.

Under the phantom, Yi Daosheng's escape, the hammer chased, the shooting of the little black ball, and Zhang Xiaohan's excitement were originally as fast as a meteor, but the phantom seemed to be very slow in his movements, but before the hammer and Yi Daosheng collided, Zhang Xiaohan threw the little black ball.

The purple phantom was facing away from Sima Mingguang, but Sima Mingguang seemed to see the phantom smiled, and his slowly stretched out fingers pointed at the void beneath him.

Time and space seemed to be still. Sima Mingguang saw only part of the stillness of time and space under his wide open eyes. The hammer still caught up with Yi Daosheng like a meteor.

Before the purple fingers fell, a soft purple mist covered the black ball, and the light and shadow generated when the small black ball flew rapidly. Then, the purple light was picked up by the two fingers of the purple phantom.

The sensing between the spiritual consciousness was isolated, and Yi Daosheng subconsciously turned around. In his vision was the increasingly large black hammer head, and the light shield on which he protected the body was quickly broken.

The ancient ancient sword appeared in his hand, and he turned around with all his spiritual power to the ancient sword. The dark yellow sword energy appeared close to the sword body, facing the black hammer.

The back of the black hammer was a purple phantom, and the black balls were surrounded by purple mist. The phantom slowly returned to Zhang Xiaohan's body. He did not see the process of the ancient sword being vulnerable under the heavy blow of the hammer, and his body was like a broken doll.

The snow-white Nascent Soul came out of his broken chest, holding a sharp weapon in his arms. It was panicked and unable to tell the direction. It flashed and was about to escape in one direction.

Xiaobao's figure was closely behind the iron hammer, and it was still far away. A large white net opened. As soon as the Nascent Soul jumped up, the net enveloped the Nascent Soul. On this side, the purple phantom had just returned to Zhang Xiaohan's body. With a thought, the black iron hammer flew back in a roll.

Sima Mingguang stared blankly at Zhang Xiaohan holding purple mist with one hand and holding the black iron hammer with the other. A little farther away from his sight, Xiao Baozhang grabbed the white net with his hand. The Nascent Soul inside the net was panicked and grabbed it from the other hand. In Yi Daosheng's broken body, a storage bracelet flew out, and then a spiritual fire fell on Yi Daosheng's corpse.

Zhang Xiaohan carefully took out a jade box, put the purple mist and the small black ball inside it in, and looked up at Yi Daosheng's Yuanying's incredible, horrified, desperate, despaired and deformed face.

Then he and Xiaobao turned around leisurely, and saw another incredible face on their face.

"Leave here first." Although this battle was quick and fast, the spiritual power fluctuations caused could spread to hundreds of miles away. Whether nearby monks or spirit beasts would approach with curiosity, there was no need to stay in the distance to cause trouble.

Diao Chai caught up and followed Sima Mingguang silently. After only two breaths of battle, Zhang Xiaohan killed Yi Daosheng in the late stage of refining Void with his cultivation level in the early stage of refining Void. Yi Daosheng did not even escape the Nascent Soul.

The tall purple phantom occupied their minds, and Zhang Xiaohan's unrestrained and courageous and resolute manner.

It was not until they flew out more than 300 miles away that Zhang Xiaohan and Xiaobao fell in a valley. Zhang Xiaohan quickly arranged a hidden formation. The four of them hid in the formation. Whether it was spiritual consciousness or sight, there was a barren mountain and ridge here.

Zhang Xiaohan then sat down and smiled on his face: "Fellow Daoist Yi, I thought you wouldn't catch up."

Then he smiled again: "You have no chance to self-destruct. Alas, who made you not understand me anymore? By the way, when you see me accepting fellow Taoist Sima and fellow Taoist Diao, you should understand me. I am a cruel and ruthless ascension monk, but you still planted a talisman for me. Haha, the talisman has not been unlocked yet. Let me think about it, if I crush your Nascent Soul, the talisman will disappear?" (To be continued.)
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