Chapter 135 Han Yi’s body moves and the spear fairy’s words
Author: Silent Night
Chapter 135 Han Yi’s body moves and the spear fairy’s words
Xueyue City, Cangshan, Li Hanyi and Sikong Changfeng suddenly raised their heads.
Sikong Changfeng's expression changed.
"Something happened!"
There was a loud noise in the distance like thunder, followed by a sudden tremor of the earth.
Such terrifying power has exceeded the movements of Zhao Shouyi and Li Hanyi's fight that day, and also exceeded the fluctuations of Zhao Shouyi and Baili Dongjun's fight in the South China Sea.
"Hanyi, do you need to go take a look?"
Sikong Changfeng glanced at Xiaguan, his tone a little solemn.
Ever since Tang Lian came to report just now, he felt that something was a little strange.
Originally, everything went smoothly in Xiaguan, but there was such a commotion just now. The timing is too coincidental.
If this was deliberately arranged by those people, then this may not be a simple coincidence, but a carefully planned conspiracy.
"Tangmen, those two guys Yan Zhantian and Luo Qingyang, plus the Yan Mo Palm, the Eighteen Sword Formation, the Crazy Demon Sword, and Wushuang City!"
"This is no small matter!!"
Sikong Changfeng's tone was a little heavy.
When Li Hanyi heard this, his originally calm eyes began to fluctuate.
She had fought against Zhao Shouyi, and she knew very well how strong the opponent was, so she was not too worried about Zhao Shouyi at first, because those people could not threaten Zhao Shouyi's life.
But it wasn't until just now that the fluctuations coming from the distance made her no longer so sure.
Seventy miles is no longer a short distance. After such a long distance, it still caused such fluctuations.
This can no longer be regarded as a battle in the free world.
"This is??"
Suddenly Sikong Changfeng was slightly startled and looked in another direction, seemingly very surprised.
Li Hanyi's heart skipped a beat, and he seemed to be half a beat too late, "He..."
Sikong Changfeng pinched his chin and said to himself: "Didn't you say he can't go down the mountain?"
"Listen to the rain!!"
Li Hanyi thought for a while, raised his hand and shook it in the air. Lei Wujie's expression changed when he was still in Xiaguan. The Tingyu Sword inserted in his waist suddenly came out of its sheath out of his control.
Xiao Se and Sikong Qianluo who were with him looked a little strange. Lei Wujie claimed that he could not pull out the Tingyu Sword, but now it was unsheathed.
"Hey, Lei Wujie, what are you doing??"
Sikong Qianluo couldn't help but asked.
She thought Lei Wujie did it on purpose!
However, Xiao Se took one look at Lei Wujie and stopped asking. He could tell that it was not Lei Wujie's fault. He couldn't pull out the Tingyu Sword before, and he couldn't pull it out now either, because the sword came from the Jianxin Tomb.
"Senior Sister Qianluo, no, this was not done by me!!"
Lei Wujie also had a dull look on his face regarding this situation. Xueyue Sword Immortal told him before that the Divine Sword has a spirit. Could that be what he meant? There couldn't be a ghost sealed in the sword, right?
When he thought of this, Lei Wujie was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat.
Seeing Lei Wujie's appearance, Xiao Se's mouth couldn't help but twitch.
"Hey, what are you thinking about, you little brat? The Divine Sword has a spirit, and it's not what you think! If your master knows, she will definitely cut you into pieces!"
Hearing Xiao Se's words, Sikong Qianluo blinked and said that she did not understand. Probably her brain circuit could not keep up with Lei Wujie's cognition that could even be called destroying the three views.
Xiao Se sighed and said again: "Now that this situation occurs, it is probably the original owner of this sword who summoned it back!"
Hearing this, Sikong Qianluo and Lei Wujie were stunned at the same time, and then they both said in unison.
"Master??"
"Second Senior Uncle??"
However, suspicion quickly appeared on both of their faces again. Li Hanyi did not lack this sword in her hand, because she had a better one in her hand.
Iron Horse Glacier ranks third among the world's most famous swordsmen.
Xiao Se watched Tingyu bend in mid-air and shoot away in the direction of Cangshan Mountain. He was sure in his heart that the sword was summoned by Li Hanyi, but like Lei Wujie and Sikong Qianluo, he was also very curious.
, why did Li Hanyi summon the sword that had been given to his apprentice again?
"Unless the iron horse Binghe in her hand is not with her!"
Suddenly, an idea appeared in Xiao Se's mind, and then he thought of the ray of light he had seen before, and his eyes were half-squinted. If he guessed correctly, the ray of light just now was undoubtedly Xueyue Sword Immortal Li Hanyi.
The iron horse in his hand is Glacier.
As soon as he thought about this, a question came to his mind. As Li Hanyi's personal weapon, Iron Horse Binghe, who has the ability to borrow a sword from him?
At this moment, a white shadow flew out from Cangshan Mountain at an extremely fast speed.
Xiao Se, Lei Wujie, and Sikong Qianluo glanced over subconsciously. The three of them were stunned. Although the white shadow was fast, they could still see clearly that this person was none other than the Xue Yue they had talked about before.
The second lord of the city, Xueyue Sword Immortal Li Hanyi.
"Master??"
"Second Senior Uncle!!"
The same words were spoken by the two people again, but this time they had different meanings. Lei Wujie was curious about where his master was going?
Sikong Qianluo, on the other hand, was simply surprised because Li Hanyi was different from her father and her uncle. She had not gone down the mountain for more than ten years.
Xiao Se looked at the fleeting figure, his eyes began to flash wildly, and a bad premonition rushed into his mind.
His hands hanging by his side couldn't help but clenched. As soon as he stepped down, he was about to perform Cloud Step and chase in the direction of Li Hanyi, but the next moment, a hand was placed on his shoulder.
"Xiao Se, you can't get involved in this matter!"
When Lei Wujie and Sikong Qianluo saw Sikong Changfeng, they couldn't help but speak again.
"I've met the three city lords!"
"Abba!"
Sikong Changfeng nodded, looking at the anxious look in his eyes, he sighed softly.
"You guessed it right, the noise just now was indeed caused by that little Taoist priest!"
The three people had different expressions when they heard Sikong Changfeng's words.
It was desolate and quiet, Lei Wujie was a little confused, and Sikong Qianluo was a little surprised.
"There are two sword immortals over there, as well as more than a dozen martial arts masters. The lowest realms are all in the Xiaoyao Heaven Realm, and most of them have the strength to approach the Great Xiaoyao Heaven Realm. I'm not looking down on you, but you will be a burden if you go.
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Hearing Sikong Changfeng's explanation, Xiao Se's hands hanging by his side clenched tightly again. This was the first time he felt such a sense of powerlessness. As the most famous genius in Beili at that time, in just a few years, he actually became
Everything has become so strange.
Xiaoyao Tianjing actually became the last place in a battle.
Lei Wujie and Sikong Qianluo were speechless for a moment. They didn't know what to say. The realm of Xiaoyao Tian was still a bit far away for them. How could the lowest combat power in a battle become the realm of Xiaoyao?
They have come into contact with people from the Xiaoyao Tian Realm, and the white-haired immortal from Tian Wai Tian is no match for them even if they besiege them.
“Who are those people??”
Xiao Se's tone became a little cold. In this world, it's not just the level of realm that can determine life or death.