Han Xuan had no time to think, so he pushed Shangguan Lingxue behind him and pushed him out for three meters, but he was still within his spiritual sense. He had only time to avoid him sideways, but the attack speed was too amazing, and the power was not as weak as the fluctuations it showed. On the contrary, it was quite impactful.
Han Xuan just flashed in a hurry. Although he avoided most of the attacks, he only allowed himself to avoid the attack head-on, and his shoulders were still swept by this blow. Fortunately, Han Xuan was wearing a silk silk suit under his shirt. Most of the power of this blow was blocked by the silk suit, but a small part was still transmitted to Han Xuan's shoulders through the silk suit.
A burst of scorching pain made half of Han Xuan's body numb for a moment. The slowness of the enemy in the face of the battle was enough to be fatal. The enemy in the secret exclaimed: "There are such treasures. Humph, even if you have inner armor to protect you, I think it's not good now, right?" After saying that, he saw the opportunity without stopping at all. The same attack continued to ruthlessly attack Han Xuan from different directions. Fortunately, the enemy was only targeting him and ignored Shangguan Lingxue on the side.
While attacking, the enemy laughed and said, "You hide, I see when you hide. My Yi Wood Dark Mist is not an ordinary poisonous fog. You will know it is powerful in a while."
Han Xuan felt relieved at this time. What he had worried about the most before was undoubtedly Shangguan Lingxue. Since the enemy did not mean to hurt Shangguan Lingxue, he could fight with the enemy with peace of mind without having to worry about Shangguan Lingxue. Han Xuan was much calmer in the face of the enemy's attack, at least he was not hit on him again.
Han Xuan was not in vain when the attack just now. At least he knew that the enemy should be using a weapon similar to a soft whip. At this time, Han Xuan also took out the "Golden Dragon Flowing Sword" and could barely resist the opponent's attack with his spiritual sense. In this way, he fought with the enemy in the dark for more than ten rounds.
As the battle progressed, Han Xuan finally realized what the enemy said just now. This Yi Wood Dark Mist was indeed not an ordinary poisonous fog. Although Han Xuan had Han Chan Si Family protection on his upper body, he did not. At this time, the poisonous fog had slowly begun to penetrate from Han Xuan's skin as time went by. Han Xuan only felt a surge of weakness on his body, and the consumption of Yuanli was several times more than before.
Han Xuan used his sword to slower and his body was hit by the opponent's weapons many times. Fortunately, Han Xuan was more careful. The areas where he was hit were protected by the Han Cicada Silk Clothes. Although the pain was abnormal, he was not waiting to die. Han Xuan considered that the poisonous fog was so difficult. If he was hit by the opponent's weapons in a place without the protection of the silk Clothes, he would probably be unable to escape.
Shangguan Lingxue was not so scared at this time, but she could only feel a wave of Yuanli fluctuations not far away, but she didn't know where Han Xuan was and the enemy. The only thing she knew was that Han Xuan must be fighting with the other party in a difficult situation at this time. She dared not shout, for fear that it would affect Han Xuan and cause him to be in danger.
Han Xuan felt a headache for the opponent's attack. The ubiquitous attack made Han Xuan be controlled by the enemy everywhere. In addition to resisting the opponent's attack with one sword, he would throw out the formation talismans on his body to buy time for himself. At this time, he was brewing his strongest attack.