"Um?"

Sima Han let out a light eh, and the pressure increased again. The invisible pressure seemed to have turned into substance. The oval-colored golden egg was slightly deformed by the pressure, but it was only slightly deformed.

"Is this a small guardian formation? It's interesting."

Sima Han suddenly laughed. With a wave of his hand, his internal force formed a vague air pressure. The air pressure condensed in the air, forming a huge white light sword. This sword was like the sun, releasing 100,000 lights, and ordinary people could not open their eyes at all.

This is a sword technique, and only martial arts can show a specific shape.

This is the power of Wu Kuangren!

Some powerful martial arts men have their internal strength already revealed.

"break!"

Sima Han pointed lightly, and the lightsword was like an aurora, killing Zhang Yifeng.

The sword hit the elliptical barrier and burst into sharp collision sounds. After the two fell into a brief stalemate, the elliptical barrier was pierced by a sword.

Sneer, a slight sound.

Sima Han's long and huge lightsaber completely pierced the entire formation, like a sharp knife, running across the head and tail.

At this time, Zhang Yifeng's neck was less than five centimeters away from the lightsaber. After the sword stabbed him, he almost pierced his neck. Fortunately, the position was a little bit off.

Seeing this scene, all the spectators sneered.

"This kid named Zhang Yifeng is lucky, but he was almost killed by Sima Han."

"Sima Han is worthy of being the number one young man in Tianshan, and his internal strength can be revealed."

"Zhang Yifeng, I will give you another chance. Kneel down and I can still keep your entire body. Otherwise, do you think the sword just now was really my thrust?"

On the back of the fierce goose, Sima Han hugged Fang Ling's slender waist, looking tall and sure to win.

Sima Han finished his words, and the applause came, and it was Zhang Yifeng who was applauding.

"Inner strength turns into swords and lets the sword have sword rhyme. This level of ancient martial arts is not something that ordinary people can learn. If you don't have a sword in your hand, you can waving your hand as a sword, which is also considered to have some attainments in swordsmanship. Unfortunately, your swordsmanship is just the basics after all, and your internal swordsmanship are not "swords" after all."

"Let me do this, I will give you a chance, kneel down and apologize to me, and I will forgive you for your rude offense to me this time. You are also considered a young and frivolous person, and those who do not know will not be guilty."

After Zhang Yifeng's words fell, all the warriors at the scene felt confused. Zhang Yifeng's previous words sounded good, but weren't the words behind them too amazing! He actually spoke to Sima Han in such a arrogant tone, and said that young and frivolous, and those who do not know are not guilty. This seems to be the right thing to say to him.

"Crazy, this guy must be crazy."

"I wasn't killed by Sima Han just now, but Sima Han's subordinates showed mercy. Now he even said that he would give Sima Han a chance. Isn't this too arrogant?"

"I'm angry, Sima Han is angry!"

Sima Han smiled above the evil geese, but his laughter was filled with strong murderous intent.

"Young and frivolous? Let me kneel down. Boy, who do you think you are? In my Sima Han's eyes, you are just an ant. Since you want to die, I will fulfill you. Ling'er, stay on Xiao Hui's back and wait until I destroy this kid, and come to accompany you."

"My husband, be careful."

Fang Ling spoke for the first time, her voice was as weak as hers, making all men unable to help but take good care of her for the rest of their lives.

I feel pity for such a weak woman in the water town of Jiangnan.

Sima Han couldn't help but feel fond of himself, so he kissed Fang Ling's lips in front of everyone. Fang Lingying let out a sound and fell into Sima Han's arms. His body was soft and as if he had no bones.

"I don't think about the impact of doing such things in public. No, I'm going to the city tonight and have fun with the lady. I want to fly together!"

Some warriors yelled unhappily.

After Sima Han kissed Fang Ling, he jumped off the duck-billed goose.

The duck-billed goose was fifty meters away from the ground, and Sima Han's body was like a cannonball, hitting the ground hard. The distance was fifty meters, so high, but Sima Han had nothing to do.

boom!

With a loud bang, thousands of layers of ashes splashed.

In the smoke and dust, Sima Han's body slowly walked out step by step.

"Your death sentence is announced by me."

While walking, Sima Han released a terrifying internal force throughout his body.

Internal power swarmed out, and behind him seemed to have an illusory mountain.

The internal force keeps running and condenses, and then a handful of white swords are formed in the air.

If you count carefully, you will have ninety-nine swords.

Ninety-nine small swords were spinning in the air, like forming a sword formation.

"This is a magic sword, which is said to be the unique skill of Sima Han's sect. Sima Han used this sword to kill the head of the Martial Arts Sect. This sword could not be resisted at all."

A warrior recognized this sword, which was Sima Han Chengming's sword technique!

"Boy, this is the ancient sword skill of my Nine Sword Sect: the magic sword! It is the shocking sword technique obtained by the ancestor by chance. When he practices to the extreme, he can use three hundred magic swords. Although it is a magic sword, each magic sword has terrifying attack power. Taihe Sect, let's destroy it."

Sima Han spoke in a cold voice. He was planning to destroy the entire Taihe Sect.

"I'll ask you another question, aren't you really not kneeling down? Or do you have to watch these people die with your own eyes before you kneel down and beg for mercy?"

Sima Han was surrounded by the illusion sword formed by internal force, like a sword god reborn.

Faced with Sima Han’s arrogant problem, Zhang Yifeng just said two words casually: “Talkful.”

"court death!"

Sima snorted coldly, pointed his right hand suddenly, and the ninety-nine spiritual magic swords beside him turned into a sword rain and headed towards Taihe's sending people to kill him.

However, before Jian Yu approached the Taihe Sect's people, a huge spear formed by the formation suddenly fell in the sky!

The spear breaks the dragon formation.

What Zhang Yifeng got was "Tianjizi", and his use of formation is definitely comparable to that of ordinary people. In his hands, formation is a powerful attacking martial art!

At this moment, all the array patterns around condensed into a spear. The gun fell from the sky and suddenly burst into the sword rain.

boom!

With a loud bang, the internal force flew.

The formation spear pierced ninety-nine illusion swords from the middle position.

At that moment, a strange scene appeared. The illusion swords that were originally arranged in an orderly manner fell from the air in an instant, then turned into internal force and returned to heaven and earth.

The magic sword disappeared, Sima Han's body took three steps back, and his face turned pale. It was relieved and his qi was attracted by the energy. He had some qi and blood to attack his heart, but it was not a big deal. It would be fine if he adjusted his breathing for a while.

"What's going on?"

"Yes, why did the Phantom Sword disappear by itself?"
Chapter completed!