Burning Heaven Dragon Emperor

Chapter 54 The Power of Burning Silence
Zheng!
A clear and crisp sword chant was captivating, as if it came from the voice of the Nine Nethers!
The nine sword-holding hall disciples used their full strength to fully display the power of the sword formation. The nine long swords were all drawn out in unison, and there was only one sword cry!
In an instant, the whole world seemed to be a little darker, and the sword energy was soaring.

Within the Nine-Extreme Killing Formation, a shocking murderous aura erupted, and the surrounding disciples were shocked by the terrifying sword aura and took a few steps back.

It is conceivable what a terrifying scene it will be inside the sword array.

"No!" Feng Ling'er exclaimed and shouted, "No!"

Although she can't say how much she likes Han Xiao, she still regards him as her friend, so she naturally doesn't want to see Han Xiao bleed on the spot.

The powerful sword energy swayed in all directions, forcing many brothers to retreat wildly. With Feng Ling'er's strength, how could it be possible to stop the Qiankun Nine Swords of Zhijian Hall?

Han Xiao was besieged by these nine people, and the sword light around him, like a rain of arrows, swept over the sky and covered the sky, and the sword energy surged, smashing the clothes on his body, like butterflies flying in the wind.

Here!
The sword energy pierced Han Xiao's chest, back, arms, and cheeks.

A series of small wounds flowed out bright red blood, dyeing the tattered clothes on his body red.

"You guys, damn it!" Han Xiao's anger was burning.

He endured it again and again, but these people went so far as to push forward!
"Zheng!"

Chilling light!

The blinding dark red light made the eyes of the nine senior brothers unable to open their eyes.

The next moment, a long sword suddenly grew out of Han Xiao's hand!
A peerless sword that shone with a dim red light!

No one could clearly see how Han Xiao pulled out the sword, as if the sword was "born" out of his hand suddenly.

"Loud!"

The nine senior brothers were all full of vitality in riots, and their long swords were like dragons, and they slashed down frantically.

The Nine Extremes lore formation was pushed to the extreme, and the cold light shot out towards Han Xiao crazily.

A strong white light bloomed, instantly engulfing Han Xiao's figure.

"It's over, this Han Xiao is probably dead!"

"My God, what did Han Xiao do? He was besieged by the Nine Swords of the Universe?"

The disciples around were in a mess, discussing in a hurry, but no one dared to go up to help Han Xiao.

Feng Ling'er watched Han Xiao being swallowed by the white light, her beautiful eyes flushed slightly, thinking that Han Xiao would definitely die.

Suddenly, a red light flashed.

The white awn that bloomed from the Nine-Extreme Killing Formation suddenly froze, and was shaken by the red light, and spread out instantly.

clang!
The sound of gold and iron intersecting sounded, and the nine cold-looking long swords were cut off, and the blades "clanged" on the ground.

"This……"

The nine people were stunned, and stood there stupidly. They clearly felt that the power that Han Xiao had just exploded far exceeded them.

Even in the face of the Huayuanjing teaching of Zhijiantang, there has never been such a sense of terror and oppression.

A dim red light shone all over Han Xiao's body, and the surrounding temperature rose rapidly.

Everyone just felt that they fell into the magma all at once, and they were going to be burned to ashes.

"You asked for it!" Han Xiao's eyes burst out with a chill, he swung his long sword, and shouted violently: "Blood lotus sword song!"

boom!
A circle of red light exploded like water waves and spread out towards the surroundings.

The weeds on the ground turned brown all of a sudden, and that scorching force, like ten thousand tons of explosives detonated in an instant, directly hit the chests of the nine sword-holding hall disciples with terrifying destructive power.

At this moment, Han Xiao heard from afar that someone seemed to be shouting, "Be merciful!"

Unfortunately, it's too late.

boom!
The terrifying power directly blasted the nine people out. Their chests were all scorched black, sunken deeply, and fell heavily to the ground.

"puff!"

A bloody arrow shot out from the mouths of the nine people at the same time, and they fell powerlessly to the ground, fainting to death.

In the end, Han Xiao saved a little bit of strength and didn't directly burn them to ashes, but the strength just now was enough to shatter their tendons and turn them into useless people.

Han Xiao stepped down, exited the battle circle, shook his right arm, and retracted the Fenji Sword into his body.

"how can that be?"

"That's the Nine-Extreme Killing Formation laid down by nine high-ranking pulse condensing senior brothers!"

"My God, is Han Xiao so powerful?"

Feng Ling'er froze in place, she was naturally happy that Han Xiao didn't die, but it was a felony to beat the nine senior brothers to death!

Soon, Ye Jinglei who just shouted "be merciful" flew over.

Impressively, he saw the nine masters of the Sword Hall fell to the ground, life and death were unknown, and Han Xiao was covered in blood, like a hell Shura!
Ye Jinglei stood on the spot in a daze, with a storm in his heart.

Whoosh!Whoosh!Whoosh!
Soon, more and more elders and teachers flew over, even the head Jiang Wuya was alarmed.

Among the crowd was Qiu Wanyun's graceful figure, who was looking at Han Xiao with concern, her autumn eyes filled with doubts.

Han Xiao took a deep breath. He still had countless bloody wounds on his body, some of which had begun to scab, while some were still bleeding.

All eyes were fixed on Han Xiao.

Han Xiao squeezed his fist, bowed to the head Jiang Wuya, walked out of the crowd without saying anything.

When passing by Qiu Wanyun, Han Xiao smiled helplessly at her.

He never thought of causing any right and wrong in Xuanbing Palace, but right and wrong came to his door.

It was the same last night, and it is the same today!
……

With the Nine Swords of Qiankun, all the tendons and veins were severed. Thanks to the healing potion of the Xuanbing Palace, and the fact that the sect master and elders spared no effort to expend their cultivation, they managed to save their lives.

It's just that they are all completely reduced to useless people.

The head of the sect, Jiang Wuya, also called all the elders and peak masters of Xuanbing Palace, and even a few Supreme Elders, to discuss how to deal with Han Xiao.

Of course, Han Xiao was unaware of all this.

As soon as he returned to the Tianmu Hall, he began to meditate and practice, not wanting to think about anything, and not wanting to pay attention to anything.

When he opened his eyes, it was already late at night.

Beside him, there was another person guarding him with a concerned face.

"Xiao'er." Seeing Han Xiao open his eyes, Mu Yunchuan stepped forward and sat beside him.

"Master, I..." Han Xiao didn't know how to face Mu Yunchuan. He severely injured his brother from the same sect. I'm afraid Mu Yunchuan, who is a master, would also be implicated.

"Stop talking, Master already knows." Mu Yunchuan lovingly patted Han Xiao's head, "You were also forced, out of self-preservation."

It was rare for Mu Yunchuan not to drink alcohol today, and he didn't even have a gourd of wine on him.

"Xiao Er, I'm sorry, Master went down the mountain to have a drink, and you were bullied like this, Master is ashamed to be a teacher." Mu Yunchuan's eyes turned slightly red, "Don't worry, whoever dares to touch you, Lao Tzu Kill him! No one wants to touch a single hair of my apprentice, Mu Yunchuan!"

"No, you are the best master." Han Xiao's voice was a little choked up, Mu Yunchuan must have endured a lot of pressure for himself.

"Go to sleep first." Mu Yunchuan sighed softly, "The sky is falling, Master will support you!"

"Yeah." Han Xiao nodded, lying on the bed, the master and apprentice looked at each other speechlessly, they both knew that meeting Han Xiao would be a judgment.

(End of this chapter)