After several days of running away, Han Jian and others lost their former grace."
Facing the oppression of death all the time, Han Jian also showed a little tiredness in the corners of his eyes, but he did not dare to relax at all.
As the proud sons of the Sword God Sect, when had the five of them ever been treated like this?
A large amount of zhenqi was consumed, and the faces of Han Jian and others were extremely pale, especially Han Jian, who had a little scarlet liquid gushing out from the eye-catching sword mark on his chest.
The pain from the sword mark was like heartbreaking. Han Jian frowned slightly and used his true energy to suppress the injury. He looked back solemnly. If this continued, sooner or later he and the others would be overtaken by the Lie Sun Sect.
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"It's only less than 30% of the true energy, and I don't even have the strength to resist!" Han Jian whispered, his eyes turned slightly and fell on Feng Ge and others beside him, with a trace of guilt in his eyes.
Han Jian knew that if it weren't for the worry about his injuries, Feng Ge and others would have been faster than this, and it was him who was holding everyone back.
"If this continues, the five of us will all perish here!" Han Jian's eyes changed slightly and he breathed a sigh of relief: "In this case, it is better to create a glimmer of hope!"
"It is better for five people to die than to die for one!" The tired look in Han Jian's eyes disappeared, replaced by one of incomparable determination.
"Then it's up to me to create a glimmer of hope!" A wave of momentum emerged from Han Jian. Han Jian stopped in vain, turned around without any hesitation, and stood quietly in the wind and snow.
After leaping hundreds of meters, Feng Ge and others realized that Han Jian had not followed. They stopped one after another, turned around and looked at the figure behind them, and shouted: "Senior Brother Han Jian!"
"Leave this place to me, you go first!" The flying snowflakes drowned Han Jian's voice, but the roaring wind could not cover up Han Jian's voice.
A simple sentence is enough to reveal the absolute absoluteness of Korea. Even though there are tens of thousands of people, I am enough to express absolute absoluteness when I go alone.
Hearing this, Feng Ge and others were shocked. With their wisdom, how could they not guess Han Jian's intention.
There was silence among the four of them. No one moved, they just stood there quietly and never left.
"Leave quickly!" Han Jian continued to shout coldly, his face still firm and his body becoming more and more powerful.
At this moment, Feng Ge and others all felt a sense of astonishment. Facing Han Jian, they felt as if they were facing their master.
The cold liquid swirled in the corners of Feng Ge's eyes, and finally dripped down. Feng Ge took a deep breath and sighed softly: "Let's go!"
There was no hesitation as they left. The four of them turned around and looked at Han Jian no longer nostalgically.
Jumping tens of feet, Feng Ge whispered: "The four of us gathered together. The target is too big. Someone among us must rush to Zongbi's place. Therefore, we separately go to Zongbi's place so that we can
Separating can distract the attention of Lie Sun Sect!"
Having said this, Feng Ge still glanced behind him without any trace. Even though he was dozens of feet away, Feng Ge still seemed to be able to see that tall figure.
The other three people also glanced behind them without saying anything. They were calm, depressed, and Liuye and the others immediately flew in different directions. Seeing this, Feng Ge breathed a sigh of relief and jumped forward again by tens of feet.
However, after leaping tens of feet, Feng Ge's figure stopped again. Just like Han Jian before, Feng Ge stood in the wind and snow with a sword, looking forward with desperation in his eyes.
"When I worshiped at Xiyue Peak, my master said that I would never leave, never give up on any of my fellow disciples, and never give up on the feelings of fellow disciples!" Feng Ge raised a smile at the corner of his mouth that could make snowflakes eclipse.
: "Master, if I don't return to Xiyue Peak, then I can only blame you, master, for passing on such a belief to me, but this is also my persistence, and I will never give up, my way!"
Under the wind and snow, Feng Ge's peerless appearance was also covered by the wind and snow, but the wind and snow could not hide Feng Ge's absolute aura.
Sword God Peak's Shen Shen has always been a taciturn person, just like his name. Although he has been here all this way, Shen Shen seldom speaks, but not speaking does not mean that he has nothing to say. It's just that he likes to listen to his senior brothers talk.
Listening quietly, smiling quietly, like the flying snowflakes, always so quiet. Holding the sword and leaping out dozens of feet, his depression stopped, and he stood quietly in the wind and snow, murmuring softly: "
Although the dead master made many mistakes, at least he taught me a truth, protect what you value, haha, I value Sword God Peak, I value Sword God Sect, and I also value these companions who accompany me to kill enemies in blood!"
"So, I'm staying!" Shen Sheng closed his eyes, his aura rising wildly. He was waiting for the battle.
Lu Ya, anyone who sees him for the first time will think of one word: elegant.
His body was floating in the wind and snow like the wind. Lu Ya stood on the rock with his sword in hand and did not leave. A great momentum surged around him.
"The dead master said, don't abandon your companions, because those who abandon their companions are worse than rubbish. To abandon your companions means to abandon your life!" Lu Ya whispered: "So, I have been insisting. I'm sorry, Brother Han Jian!"
"Because I am Xingchen Peak Lu Ya!" Lu Ya whispered, his temperament had changed, it was no longer as elegant as before, but as sharp as a sword.
Three soaring auras stirred up the wind and snow in the sky. Liuye also stopped and stood on the spot, holding the sword, turned around, calmly looked at the way he came from, and murmured softly: "We clearly agreed to separate and escape.
But I was left alone!"
"If I leave peacefully like this, wouldn't my master beat me to death!" Liu Ye chuckled, his eyes always so indifferent, not afraid of the so-called life and death.
"When you joined the Sword God Sect, the master said that you will be bound to the Sword God Sect in this life, the kind of bond that will never break!" Liu Ye chuckled: "So, I have the bond, and I am bound to the Sword God Sect.
How can you leave alone!"
"What do you think? Old man!" Liu Ye chuckled and gently held the sword. The divine sword channeled the spirit. The sword vibrated slightly and made a sword roar. At the same time, a general trend emerged from Liu Ye's body.
And rise.
Four general trends emerged from the four directions. Seeing this, Lu Ya, Shen Sheng, Liu Ye, Feng Ge and others all smiled bitterly. These people wasted their efforts in vain.
In the wind and snow, Han Jian was running his skills, and the aura of heaven and earth gathered crazily between Korea and Korea. With this short-term skill, Han Jian recovered a lot of his energy.
Phew! Suddenly, Han Jian suddenly raised his head, and even his breathing was no longer as smooth as before.
Dozens of terrifying auras swept over, and dozens of auras gathered together like a huge mountain, falling directly on Han Jian.
Bang bang! Han Jian took a few steps back, looking at the dozens of figures emerging with a pale face. His eyes fell on the middle-aged man who was the leader, lustful.
The coercion of the Lingwu realm warriors spread, and the aura of lust tightly locked Han Jian. Just this aura of the Lingwu realm made Han Jian feel powerless.
"Leaving Duan Hou alone, you are quite courageous!" Lie Yu sneered, and a strange flame burst out from his hand, which turned out to be a sword.
"Kill!" Lie Yu shouted softly, and in an instant, dozens of bright sword lights shot out. The sword lights gathered together and directly enveloped Han Jian's figure.
Without any way to retreat, Han Jian struck out with his sword, and his sword intent exploded.
The sword intent destroyed several sword gleams, but more sword gleams passed through Han Jian's body. In just a moment, blood splashed out wildly, and Han Jian's whole body was covered with sword marks.
"Not bad sword intent!" Lie Yujian raised his eyebrows slightly and looked into the distance, where four auras were shooting out, "Are we going to die together?"
Li Lu's long sword was raised, and a bright sword light shot out, piercing the space and locking the front of Han Jian in vain.
Before this sword, Han Jian felt powerless. This sword was enough to kill him.
"Is this the only way we can do it? We don't even have the strength to resist, but at least we have delayed the time!" Facing life and death, Han Jian was not afraid at all, and even a smile of relief appeared at the corner of his mouth...