Supernatural: the Opening Host Approached Science

Rin Rin's killing intent immediately swept towards Jiang Han.

Jiang Han scratched his head tactically and slowly approached the line like an honest man.

"Friends of the water, you didn't see him, then according to the most simple biological principle, human eyes cannot see behind unless he is a fly."

As Jiang Han adjusted to the water friends, he stretched out one foot and slowly probed the ravine on the ground.

It hasn't landed yet.

In an instant, three or five terrifying yin wind sword qi slashed towards Jiang Han.

Jiang Han stepped back decisively.

The whole person returned to the line on the ground.

The Yin Wind Sword Qi dissipated.

The big ghost king Jianfeng still pretended not to look back, and said coldly, "You know each other."

""

Jiang Han didn't expect this guy to be so honest and trustworthy, he wouldn't cut him if he said no.

Could it be the restriction brought by guarding the sword, Jiang Han thought about it.

Then he started surfing.

Under the watchful eyes of the water friends.

He stepped in.

The gust of wind suddenly rose, and the murderous Yinfeng sword energy quickly fell.

He quickly stepped back and raised his middle finger at the gradually dissipating Yinfeng Sword Qi.

One step forward.

come out.

One step further.

Come out again.

Jiang Han shouted, "I'm in!"

"I'm out again!"

"I'm in.

out again!"

Beg Hua to highlight a repeated horizontal jump! Jiang someone is frantically testing the edge of being chopped.

Between in and out.

The yin wind sword qi was almost turned into a neuropathy by him, and every time before it condensed into the yin wind sword qi, this bastard had already swiftly shrank back.

coagulate.

dissipate.

coagulate.

dissipate.

As Jiang Han's speed became faster and faster, only afterimages could be seen in the air going back and forth.

Yin Feng Jian Qi and even Te Niang's condensed steps couldn't finish.

The Yin Wind Sword Qi simply stopped.

Pull it down.

Whoever loves to chop whoever chops, I will not toss.

Tired! Jiang Han was dissatisfied, and he repeatedly jumped and no one cooperated. It was not interesting at all, so he complained: "Why are you still picking up?"

............."I'll cut it when I say it crosses the line"

"Didn't you see that I've been standing here for a long time?"

The water friends were all laughing crazy: "! I'm really a talent!"

"Repeatedly jumping horizontally, is this the complete destruction of Li Gui's automatic killing system?"

"Fuck, so today's boss Han is Fang.

cold.

Tang Jing is about to shout out the last famous sentence."

Not finished.

Jiang Han has already shouted: "You hit me!"

The Great Ghost King's sword style can't hold on anymore.

With a gloomy face, he slowly turned around and stared at Jiang Han: "You are playing with me"

Jiang Han innocently blinked: "Do I have it?"

"You said it yourself, but you won't cut the line."

The Great Ghost King Jianfeng's face became more and more ugly. After staying in this Sword Burial Cliff for so many years, this was the first time he had encountered such a foolish critic.

The big ghost king Jianfeng said coldly: "Then why do you go in and out so many times. If you want to die, just take a step forward and make it easy."

Jiang Han sighed and said with a little melancholy: "To tell the truth, I am an old depression patient."

"The doctor said that the specific symptoms are that you can automatically become a depressed patient when you need it."

"As you know, it's not easy for an old depression patient. Just now, I wanted to die for a while, but I didn't want to die. I struggled for a while. It's very reasonable to do this."

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Jiang Han finished his remarks.

The Great Ghost King Jianfeng was silent.

After a long while, he said coldly, "You are fooling me for a fool."

Jiang Han nodded sharply: "You come up like this to draw a line for others and bind yourself. It's not a fool or something."

Gu Lianyue, who had been watching all this from behind, was stunned.

This is a powerful ghost king who has been cultivated in the place where the sword was buried for fifty years! Even Sect Leader Yue did not dare to take it lightly when he saw it.

Jiang Han Shaoxia... was actually playing with the other party to play with Gu Lianyue for a while, and some wondered if he was dreaming.

The big ghost king Jianfeng was finally annoyed.

Regardless of the rules of guarding the sword, he directly shot at Jiang Han.

I saw him pointing at the same sword, moving a little away from Jiang Han.

In an instant, a hundred times the gust of wind just now "[-]"

However, from then on, countless yin and wind sword qi condensed in the air, and with the expenditure pointed by the great ghost king sword wind, it whistled and fell.

Jiang Han did not hesitate to use Lingbo's micro-step, flashing several times in the air, pulling out the afterimages of the road, avoiding most of the Yinfeng sword energy.

"Cut again!"

The Great Ghost King Jianfeng gave a loud cry.

Behind Jiang Han, a huge long sword of Yin Qi suddenly condensed and stabbed at his back.

He didn't dodge this time.

The backhand is... a punch! Seven wounds fist! Breaking through to the highest limit, bursting with maximum power! Rumble!

Until Jiang Han's seven-pronged fist broke out, this sword energy was only consumed by about half.

Jiang Han had to run left and right to fight each other, making up for another... Seven wound fists, and blasting the yin qi long sword.

"It's amazing."

Jiang Han sighed casually, and sure enough, unless the Jiuyang Divine Art is upgraded again, or Qishangquan, which cannot restrain Li Gui's martial art, it is difficult to play a big role in the fight against the Great Ghost King.

The Great Ghost King Jianfeng sneered: "Since you're not a swordsman.

, then you are not qualified to seek a sword."

"go to hell!"

He finished.

He slowly raised his other hand.

That arm turned out to be in the shape of a sword.

"There are not many people who can let me use the things of fate, and there are not many in the Sword Burial Cliff. You are proud of yourself."

After the Great Ghost King Jianfeng finished speaking, the arm that turned into a long sword fell towards Jiang Han.

At this moment in the air, there was a faint sword energy, and the speed was extremely fast. Although there was no great momentum, it was strange, and Jiang Han had a feeling that he couldn't escape.

Jiang Han can be sure that this sword is definitely made by Jianfeng with all his strength.

The terrifying sword qi that condensed into a line, I suspect, if I use my body to resist, [-]% of it will have a major accident.

Jiang Han held his breath.

Reach out for a breath.

Su Yueli's embrace, the purple-quality sword fished out from the Sword Washing Pond seemed to feel some kind of inspiration.

The sword rang out.

The sword was unsheathed, and the moment it touched the air, the clear blade was already covered with a layer of frost.

In an instant, the sword had already crossed a distance of more than twenty meters and was brought into Jiang Han's hands.

An icy breath came from the sword, and it began to conflict with the scorching Jiuyang Divine Art on Jiang Han's body.

But it doesn't matter.