"You can't die at the worst, what's there to be afraid of!"

Han Yu suddenly rushed with a heroic spirit, the power in his hand flickered, and his whole body surrounded by a light. The Xuanjue Sword made a cheerful roar in the sky, flew straight into the sky, and a flash disappeared!

Han Yu stared blankly, what's this? He still needs the Xuanjue Sword to be the protagonist. It flew away in an instant. Although his mind senses that this thing is still in his body, there is no need to fly like this without a shadow, right?

At this time, more than fifty people fought hard and insisted on fighting, but everyone gradually felt that their physical strength had increased and their spiritual energy was exhausted so severe that they were almost overdrawn. However, the monsters seemed endless, and they could not kill them no matter how they were killed.

Seeing Han Yu performing this light, Nalan Wan'er's body rotated and blocked Han Yu to prevent the monster from interrupting the attack. Although Mo Yaoyue had never seen Han Yu's moves, the tricks that could be used at this time might be an extraordinary trick in any case, and he also rotated and blocked the other side.

Han Yu closed his eyes, but suddenly felt his mind moving. Countless soul powers slowly awakened and merged into his soul. Then he slowly extended and scattered around looking for scattered flying swords. Then he took the space of spiritual energy in the air and condensed a series of flying swords flashing with energy light curtains.

After a while, hundreds of flying swords were already flashing beside Han Yu.

Han Yu was anxious at this time. Although there were only a few hundred flying swords, it was enough. However, usually the sword formation was driven by Xuanjue Sword. Now Han Yu drove it to find that most of these flying swords could not be driven at all because they were broken. If they were driven forcibly, the only result would be to destroy the sword formation. At that time, the backlash of the sword technique would not be something he could bear.

The sword formation has not been launched for a long time, and the monsters around have already rushed around. How could the people in the disorderly camp not notice such a big movement?

"What is that?"

"It seems to be - that Wanjian Returns to the Sect!"

"Haha, don't laugh at me anymore. This is Wanjian Guizong? Haha, if this is Wanjian Guizong, the young master's name is written upside down. The reason why Wanjian Guizong is called Wanjian Guizong is because Wanjian Guizong is flying by, and no grass will grow, and people will not survive. However, these flying swords that have reached the extreme want to become Wanjian Guizong. It's ridiculous. Hahaha!"

Listening to the laughter from the disordered formation, Han Yu smiled faintly, but in his heart he activated Xuanjue Sword to come back to preside over the formation. Only then did he realize that using a good sword to drive the sword formation was a must. Most of the flying swords summoned at zero hour were broken and could not bear the carrying capacity required for flying swords to fly.

But this Xuanjue Sword is like a bull. No matter how he drives it, he just won't come back. This makes Han Yu's face turn green. Brother, I'm not playing with me like this, I can't get up or down. It feels so fucking good!

Han Yugang was still thinking about cursing, but when he said that, he saw the wind coming from afar, and a black shadow buzzing from afar. Han Yu's soul power was shrouded on it and counted the numbers in an instant (he couldn't imagine how he counted so many numbers in such a short time.)

Three thousand one hundred and twenty-one flying swords!

Broken flying sword!

The flying sword that had just flew into the previous hundreds of flying swords instantly. Han Yu exhaled, put a seal in his hand, and had a slight thought in his heart: Wan Jian, return to the sect!

The Wan Jian Returns to the Sect and takes Han Yu as the starting point. More than three thousand swords are in a straight line and fly toward the disordered camp in an instant!

"Shisheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshe

A sound that made people's teeth fly by, and a land suddenly appeared without objects as wide as a road. Flying swords flew past, and this is the return of thousands of swords!

The rude guy from the disordered camp looked at the flying Wan Jian Guizong, and suddenly the tip of his tongue was bleeding, and he was stunned.

But now no one told him what to write about his name in reverse, but a Hula person flew out from the spot, and his speed was astonishing as he could. More than three thousand flying swords flew over in an instant, circled around the ground, and whistled back from the sky again!

The Wanjian Guizong is not flying out, but flying back! The flying out only makes a whisper, but the flying back is like a bell, and its momentum is astonishing as! Han Yu had not yet understood the sword intent of the Wanjian Guizong, so he naturally used it randomly. Now after many use, he has already realized it, but his understanding is extraordinary.

"coax!"

The flying sword seemed to be given a soul. When he came back, the sword was as powerful as a result. Before the person who fled to the flying sword stood firm, he felt the sword energy flying over his head, and suddenly...

The people from the disordered camp saw that this man fell from the sky, but his head was gone. The monster on the ground was commanded by the man and instantly turned his head back to attack the flying sword. It has to be said that Na Jie Luo was very lucky and did not directly hit Han Yu's Wanjian Guizong.

But all the monsters' attacks were futile. When the monster was about to slap the hands of the disciples of Xuanjian Sect, the monster was pierced by flying swords, and the soles of the feet and bodies. When a monster was about to trample on a disciple of Xuanjian Sect, there was suddenly only a meticulous remnant left on his feet. When the disciple of the unknown sect had just spread the last poison and was about to close his eyes and wait for death, he opened his eyes and found that the surroundings were empty...

But all this happened in a short moment! The moment when the Wan Jian Returns to the Sect flew back!

When all the flying swords flew back to Han Yu, Han Yu's face turned pale in an instant. Flying swords broke into pieces in front of Han Yu, and the person also fell beside Nalan Wan'er.

The crackling sounds came one after another, and in an instant, these thousands of flying swords fell beside Han Yu.

"It seems that I'm going to rely on my thigh again."

Han Yu looked at his leaning head and smiled immediately, but at this time his eyelids could not even lift up, and his lips were still trembling before he could just say these words.

"Puff... go to die, no one is right!"

"Ahem..."

Han Yu coughed violently, and there was no need to pay attention to the battlefield at this time. More than fifty people attacked four or five people (Wan Jian Guizong destroyed a few unlucky children). Even though most of the fifty people were damaged and injured, if a group of people faced a few people and asked them to escape, then you would be too distorted.

Sure enough, when all three thousand monsters announced their discharge, everyone worked together to capture all the people and kill them.
Chapter completed!