swallow dragon

The wind howled, and the atmosphere in the valley gave people an inexplicable sense of oppression. Outside the valley, Han Fusheng narrowed his eyes, and with a thought, he summoned a giant sword with a length of one foot from his body.

This giant sword has a red body, a blazing breath, and a sharp blade that can be broken by blowing hair. What is even more surprising is that this giant sword actually exudes a convincing coercion. Holy king!

In the ancient Han family, because Han Fusheng robbed the relatives, they were almost uprooted by the number one bandit that Lin Yi found, and now they survived.

In order to take revenge, the elders of the Han family donated a holy king weapon, hoping that Han Fusheng would one day be able to get rid of Lin Yi in the Wonderland of Creation!

If it succeeds, it will solve a serious problem in my heart!

After all, in the Good Fortune Wonderland, no one knows who did it, and no one can hold it accountable.Once Han Fusheng succeeds, from now on, the Huanggu Han family will no longer have to swallow their anger and act according to Jin Jiandongtian's face in Shiyuan Star.

Of course, with the Holy King Artifact in hand, Han Fusheng will have more capital and bargaining chips to compete with the young Junyan from the heavens and all races, and it will be easier to grab the immortal fate.

At this moment, Han Fusheng gently clenched the Holy King's Artifact in his hand, held his breath and concentrated, and the true essence in his body boiled like crazy.

"Senior Brother Han, you have the Holy King Artifact in your hand, and with a full blow of your sword, you might be able to kill this dying Mo Qilin in one fell swoop!"

The young man with extremely high cheekbones flattered without any trace, "At that time, you will be the one who slaughtered the masters of the Broken Realm. Looking at the handsome young man of all races in the world, who can compare with you?"

"Yes, yes."

Another strong young man grinned, "As long as we can kill Mo Qilin and win the bone lotus today, surely from now on, Senior Brother Han's status and cultivation will skyrocket. An existence within the reach of young Toshiko!"

Whirring whirring……

Han Fusheng's face was calm, and he was concentrating on gathering the murderous aura in his body. The huge sword in his hand trembled violently, buzzing, and there was a cold light on the tip of the sword, as if he couldn't wait to devour fresh blood.

At the same time, in the huge valley, Zi Feiyu, Feng Lin, Dong Linye, and Ji Xu, each of them like a dragon, were tossing and turning desperately. Tight, desperately searching for Lin Yi's whereabouts.

However, in the huge valley, apart from sand or sand, there is not even a single intact grass, not a single intact stone, let alone a single person.

Zi Feiyu, Feng Lin, Dong Linye, and Ji Xu were all flustered with tears in their eyes.

Judging from the current situation, Lin Yi has most likely turned into a beach of gravel and died in Huangquan.

However, neither Zi Feiyu nor Ji Xu was willing to accept this fact, so the four brothers side by side desperately searched every inch of sand in the valley, hoping for a miracle to happen.

After a full cup of tea, Zi Feiyu, Feng Lin and others were a little panicked. Their original vows that Lin Yi would be able to turn danger into fortune and survive, began to waver.

abruptly—

laugh!

There was only an ear-piercing piercing sound piercing the eardrums, and a sharp sword light pierced the sky, shooting towards the core of the valley.The violent holy power caused the space to vibrate, and the void screamed, which shocked Zi Feiyu, Dong Linye and others in the valley.They raised their heads one after another and followed the prestige.

"What, someone is hiding in the dark, performing a killer move?"

A look of astonishment appeared on Feng Lin's delicate face.

"This degree of holy power should come from the legendary holy king's weapon!"

Zi Feiyu was startled, and his eyes were fixed, "A guy with a holy king's weapon is hiding in the dark. If my judgment is correct, it should be Han Fusheng, a bastard!"

Thinking of Han Fusheng forcibly robbing Mengyao and making Lin Yi's life and death unknown, Zi Feiyu was so angry that he wanted to rush forward immediately and cut Han Fusheng to pieces.

"Han Fusheng, it must be that bastard! Even if it is turned into ashes, I will know it!"

Ji Xu raised his eyes and looked into the distance, and vaguely saw three figures on the outskirts of the valley, and couldn't help gnashing his teeth.

laugh……

Finally, the sword light, which contained majestic power, pierced the sky and shot towards the limp Mo Qilin.

Swish swish.

Immediately, no matter it was Zi Feiyu, Feng Lin, Dong Linye and Ji Xu, they all looked at Mo Qilin anxiously.

Obviously, Han Fusheng has not discovered Zi Feiyu and others. His sword is aimed at the dying Mo Qilin!

With a sound of "Boom...", the next moment, a scene that made people's heartstrings tense appeared——Han Fusheng's sword light struck with all his strength, directly shattered Mo Qilin's black armor, and a deep wound that penetrated to the bone appeared. On Mo Qilin's back, scarlet blood gushed out like a fountain, Mo Qilin whimpered softly, but remained motionless.

Outside the valley, Han Fusheng and the two clansmen couldn't help but feel elated when looking at Mo Qilin who had been recruited tragically. They all smiled happily and laughed loudly.

"Great, it seems that this ink unicorn is really dying. What we have to do now is to kill it as soon as possible, so as not to restore its energy and give us a fatal blow!"

The young man with extremely high cheekbones smiled loudly.

Han Fusheng swung the one-foot-tall giant sword in his hand, and shouted loudly, "Let's go, let's kill Mo Qilin now and snatch the natal crystal nucleus!"

call out!call out!call out!

Immediately, three figures soared into the sky, brandishing their talismans one by one, pointing at the long sword, and went straight to the dying Mo Qilin.

"Young Master, Young Master..."

"It's not good, Junior Sister Mengyao's life is hanging by a thread, she needs emergency treatment..."

At this moment, a sudden roar sounded like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, and it kept ringing in my ears.

"It's Tang Zhuang's voice!" Feng Lin made a judgment immediately.

"What? Junior sister Mengyao's life hangs by a thread?"

Hearing the sound, Zi Feiyu couldn't help but exclaimed, his face flushed immediately, he soared into the sky with all his strength, and flew straight out of the valley.

The three figures in the sky, each with a blue face, turned their heads and followed the prestige.

"Senior Brother Han, look, those are Tang Zhuang and Tang Gao from the Flaming Mountain lineage in the forbidden area. Unexpectedly, these two boys are not dead yet..."

The disciple of the Han family with extremely high cheekbones reported.

Han Fusheng narrowed his eyes slightly, looked towards the sky, and a lingering murderous intent swept across, "My boy, I thought you two were killed in the beast horde, but unexpectedly, not only did you not die, but you also found it." Helper, rescued Mengyao from the valley!"

Han Fusheng's eyes immediately focused on Zi Feiyu, and he smiled coldly.