This gap in realm is really an insurmountable gap. No matter how many strange moves Feng Huai'an makes, he can never gain the slightest upper hand. Han Qingshan stabs three swords casually, and three streaks of blood fly into the air. The wind
Huai'an's clothes were stained with blood, but Han Qingshan could not be hurt at all.
"The jade dragon flies with the snow sword, the snow falls on the world, and there are thousands of gleams of cold light."
Han Qingshan let out a soft drink, and at this time he also used the true secret skill of the Jade Dragon Sword Sect. This Jade Dragon Flying Snow Sword was learned by the founder of the Jade Dragon Sword Sect while observing the flying snow in the sky at the Jade Dragon Snow Mountain.
After realizing these sword skills, he also used them to travel around the world. In his later years, he returned to the Jade Dragon Snow Mountain and founded a sect in the mountain. Now, the Jade Dragon Sword Sect has a history of thousands of years.
Already.
This Jade Dragon Flying Snow Sword is of course not as exquisite as Feng Huaian's sword skills. But when Han Qingshan, who has entered the Taoist realm, uses it, Feng Huaian can't parry it at this time. Han Qingshan's long sword seems to fill the sky.
The flying snow poured towards Feng Huaian.
Feng Huaian was hit by more than ten swords in the blink of an eye. His clothes were dyed red with blood, and his face turned pale due to excessive blood loss. At this moment, Han Qingshan flew over and kicked
Hit him in the chest.
Feng Huaian hit the ground with a steel knife, which slowed down his retreat. However, Han Qingshan's kick also pushed him back seven or eight feet. The solid ground was also hit by the steel knife.
, a deep ravine was drawn.
Feng Huaian stopped and spit out a large mouthful of blood. Han Qingshan's kick directly seriously injured him. Feng Huaian was staggering and was about to fall to the ground. But he still used the steel knife to
Supporting the ground, he slowly stood up straight.
Han Qingshan did not pursue him. He looked at Feng Huaian, who was covered in blood, with a trace of disdain in his eyes. If it weren't for his peerless sword skills, he could have wiped out ants like Feng Huaian with his hands.
"You're just an ant? Are you worthy of fighting me? If you can hurt me today, we two brothers will let you Feng family go. If not, you must agree to us a condition, how about it?"
"Is this true?"
"How could I, a descendant of the majestic Jade Dragon Sword Sect, lie to an ant like you?"
"Okay, if I can't hurt you, I'll let you do what you want. If I can get away with hurting you, I hope you keep your promise."
"Haha, you don't really think you can hurt me, do you? Come on, if you can hurt me at all, we two brothers will turn around and leave."
Han Qingshan smiled contemptuously and was full of confidence in his words. Hearing this, Han Qingfeng did not stop him. If he could obtain Feng Huaian's peerless sword skills in this way, he would save a lot of effort.
Feng Huaian was seriously injured and was originally extremely desperate. But Han Qingshan's words gave him a glimmer of hope. In response, Han Qingshan smiled coldly. In his heyday, Feng Huaian could not
Hurt him at all. Now that he is seriously injured, how can he hurt himself?
With the appearance of a sword light, Feng Huaian once again used a sword to conquer the city. But now that Feng Huaian's body was seriously injured, the power of this sword was far less than before.
The light of the sword arrived in an instant, and Han Qingshan smiled disdainfully. He approached with a sword and faced Feng Huaian's domineering sword. As a sword light flashed by, Han Qingshan not only took it, Feng Huaian's domineering sword was
With one strike, he also caused three more sword wounds on Feng Huaian's body.
This time the confrontation started quickly and ended even faster. Han Qingshan flew and hit Feng Huaian on the chest. Feng Huaian was knocked away by the palm, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out in the air.
He fell heavily to the ground, and his breath instantly became extremely weak.
"Huai'an!"
Feng Renping rushed forward and helped up Feng Huaian, who fell to the ground. The two grew up together and were already brothers. Feng Renping blamed himself extremely, only hating that he, the head of the Feng family, was
Don't know martial arts.
"Huai'an, don't fight again. The Han family is just coveting the wealth of our Feng family. I will go with Han Qingyun. Over the years, you have paid too much for the Feng family. This time, don't fight.
You will never stop fighting for me."
Looking at Feng Huaian covered in blood, Feng Renping felt extremely guilty. The book boy who grew up with him had put himself in danger many times. If Feng Huaian had not sacrificed his life to protect him over the years, he might have
Long dead.
The strength of the cultivation sect far exceeds that of their mortals. Even if Feng Huaian fights to the death, he will never be Han Qingshan's opponent. At this moment, Feng Renping has put life and death aside. The only people he can't worry about are Liu Suxin and Feng
Luo Chen.
"Back then, I was just a little beggar. I remember being hungry and cold that night, and it was raining heavily. It was my elder brother who gave me a bowl of steaming noodles. Although that bowl of noodles was extremely ordinary, it was the most important thing in my life.
The most delicious food I’ve ever had.”
"You didn't mind that I came from a poor family, so you made me your book boy. You not only taught me how to read and write, but also taught me how to behave. When you saw that I was talented in martial arts, you spent a lot of money to hire a famous teacher for me. If you didn't have a big brother,
You will never have the Feng Huaian you have today."
There was a hint of recollection in Feng Huaian's eyes. The severe pain in his body and the blur of consciousness reminded him of all the past events. Even if he died on the spot today, he would still repay Feng Renping's great kindness.
And the current plan is not without any room for maneuver. He only needs to risk his life and injure Han Qingshan, and then the Feng family will be safe and sound.
"As long as I am still breathing, I will not let anyone bully my Feng family. If you want to hurt my eldest brother, you have to step on my body. What's more, I haven't lost yet."
Feng Huaian gently pushed Feng Renping away. He dragged the knife and staggered towards Han Qingshan. The tip of the knife dragged on the ground, making a harsh and teeth-searing sound.
The blood slowly flowed down Feng Huaian's arm to the blade. Then along the blade, it slid to the ground. As Feng Huaian continued to move forward, a trail of blood was dragged out on the ground.
"Humph, you don't overestimate your capabilities."
Han Qingshan snorted coldly, but chose to walk towards Feng Huaian. The two approached slowly, and in an instant they were close at hand. Han Qingshan did not make a move, he folded his arms and looked at Feng Huaian with a sneer on his face.
Huai'an.
He knew that the palm he just struck had already dispersed all of Feng Huaian's spiritual power. Feng Huaian's internal energy was now disordered and he was unable to fight anymore. Even if he wanted to recover as before, it wouldn't take more than a year or a half.
Absolutely impossible.
At this time, Feng Huaian was actually a useless man without any fighting ability. He was seriously injured and his body was extremely weak. Not to mention Han Qingshan, if only an ordinary citizen who did not understand martial arts was needed now, I'm afraid
They can easily deal with him.
As a strong man in the Taoist realm, how could Han Qingshan be afraid of a useless person? So he also chose to step forward, or from a close distance, to see Feng Huaian's embarrassment. In his opinion, at this time
Feng Huaian is just struggling to his death.
Feng Huaian's clothes were stained red with blood. Even his knife was full of gaps and blood stains. He was swaying like a fallen leaf, which would be blown down by the breeze at any time. On his side
On his face covered with blood, his eyes were extraordinarily bright.
"At this time, you are nothing more than a useless person. Let me see how you can fight with me. Don't you want to fight? I will stand in front of you and see what you can do. Come and fight, come and hurt me.
"
Han Qingshan's words were full of contempt. He looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, very proud. Feng Huaian's peerless sword skills made him salivate. But now that Feng Huaian was defeated miserably, that peerless sword skills also
It becomes your own possession.
"You may be able to defeat me, but if you want me to admit defeat, that's just a dream."
Feng Huaian's body was covered with blood, his face was pale, and he was very weak. The blood was sliding down his cheek at this time, but his eyes were extraordinarily firm. He raised his head and glanced at Han Qingshan, his words full of
It is unyielding.
Feng Huaian slowly raised his right hand holding the knife. He wanted to lift the knife and chop it at Han Qingshan. But at this time, his right arm seemed as heavy as a thousand pounds. He had just lifted it halfway, and then it dropped down again.
Go down.
"Haha, you are like this, and you still want to fight with me? Why don't you kneel down obediently and kowtow to me three times. If I am in a better mood, I might save the Feng family from suffering."
Han Qingshan laughed wildly, his eyes full of disdain. He knew Feng Huaian's current situation better than anyone else. In the battle just now, Feng Huaian's arms had already been damaged by him. He also
Being able to hold the knife in his hand only depends on the remaining strength of his wrist.
However, at this moment, Feng Huaian suddenly raised his head slowly. He looked at Han Qingshan's face and made a sound. Feng Huaian spurted out a large mouthful of blood. And that mouthful of blood was directed towards Han Qingshan.
Qingshan's face flew away.
The distance between the two was already very close. Han Qingshan originally wanted to humiliate Feng Huaian, but he never expected that Feng Huaian would do this. He expected that Feng Huaian was unable to fight anymore, even if he raised his sword.
No, so he didn't have the slightest defense.
Blood came towards him, Han Qingshan couldn't avoid it, and was sprayed by Feng Huaian, half of his face was covered with blood stains. His face was full of shock, and he stood blankly for a moment. His face was covered with Feng Huaian's spray.
The blood was indescribably hideous and terrifying.
At this moment, Han Qingshan was completely confused. He, the descendant of the Jade Dragon Sword Sect, was actually sprayed with blood on his face by a mortal ant. His mind went blank, but during this brief absence, Feng Huaian
It moved again.
I saw Feng Huaian using his remaining strength and crashing towards Han Qingshan. This brief loss of concentration left Han Qingshan defenseless. Because Feng Huaian's arms were weak, he opened his mouth and bit Han Qingshan's shoulder.
"You ant, you are really looking for death."
Everything happened between lightning and flint. The severe pain on his shoulder made Han Qingshan come back to his senses. He saw his energy flowing through his body, directly knocking Feng Huaian away. As a sword light flashed by
, Feng Huai'an's right hand holding the sword was also cut off at the elbow by Han Qingshan.