Xin Hanyi spoke and asked the other party to offer his unique skills and abandon his martial arts. Everyone of Cihang Jingzhai's disciples were filled with righteous indignation, and Fan Qinghui was even more angry and trembled.

Fan Qinghui had never seen such a madman in his life, and immediately shouted: "Disciples, Bu Cihang Sword Formation, follow me to eliminate demons in the martial arts world!

Xin Han curled his lips and said disdainfully: "Look, I will say a few words and you will feel angry. How can you still be like a monk? Who is the devil's way? You Cihang Jingzhai is the greatest devil's way!"

Cihang Jingzhai's disciples quickly changed the formation and surrounded the three of them in the center of the formation as they moved their steps.

When Fan Qinghui saw that the formation was successful, she felt relieved. When she heard Xin Han say that Jingzhai was the devil's way, she immediately scolded: "Nonsense, whenever I, Cihang Jingzhai, always sends people to visit the true emperor when I was in a chaotic world in the Central Plains, and restores chaos to the world. This is the recognized leader of the righteous path! You are the devil's way!"

After hearing this, Xin Han laughed: "After jumping out of the world, turning back and entering the world! What family are you from and what kind of Buddha do you practice? You are trying to control the fate of the people in the world, you are the devil in the name of the Buddha."

Fan Qinghui clenched his teeth and shouted in a tender voice: "The right way of demons, there are public opinions in the world. I only know that killing you is to kill demons and eliminate demons. All the disciples will do it for me!"

Ximen Chuxue and Fu Cailin both released their powerful sword intent, which made the aura of the disciples of Zhongjingzhai who were about to take action and couldn't help but stagnate. Fan Qinghui's face changed color. Unexpectedly, both of them were the grand masters around him. So how powerful is Xin Han, who is called the Dragon God,?

She looked at the disciple beside her and Shi Feixuan quickly introduced: "The old man is Cailin, the master of Gaoli Yijian. She is young and only knows that Ximen Chuxue's name is like Xin Han, and she has never heard of it in the world."

Fan Qinghui shouted loudly: "The sea of ​​suffering in the world, the sea of ​​cihang is everywhere!"

The disciples moved their feet, stepped on the direction of the formation, and instantly connected the qi into pieces, steadily resisting the momentum of Ximen Chuxue and Fu Cailin.

Xin Han could see clearly. The real amazing ones were Fan Qinghui and the dozen or so female nuns beside her. They all had amazing momentum and their skills should not be much weaker than Fan Qinghui. Judging from their appearance and age, they should be her senior sisters and Shi Feixuan's uncle.

Most of these disciples who set up the formation have the strength of the acquired peak, less than three more than the innate masters. The reason why they can withstand Ximen Chuxue and Fu Cailin is mainly because of this formation.

Xin Han was too lazy to enter the formation. This time he came to get Cihang Jingzhai to remove him from the world.

He smiled casually and stared at the female nun in the formation, stretched out his hand to bluff his mind and activated it. Any disciple who had less than innate skills only felt that his hands were heavy, and irresistible force surged in, and the sword escaped.

Some of the determined disciples held the sword tightly, and finally made a cracking sound, causing a broken wrist to end, but the sword was still taken away.

More than seventy long swords floated in front of Xin Han out of thin air, and the Cihang sword formation was instantly broken, and the scene suddenly became silent. I couldn't believe what was happening in front of me.

"Cihang Sword Formation? You really don't know how to live or die." Xin Hanyi said, making movements with his left hand, as if he was invisibly controlling the sword floating in the sky.

These more than 70 swords changed shapes as his gestures continued to combine. A huge sword blade lotus will form in the air, and will disperse again like stars in the sky.

"Go!" As Xin Han shouted softly, more than seventy long swords, with amazing momentum, were like a torrent of long swords, and directly rushed towards more than a dozen Cihang Jingzhai masters such as Fan Qinghui.

Fan Qinghui and others were shocked very much. Seeing that the power on the sword was amazing, they all used their light skills to dodge.

Xin Han's mouth showed a playful curve, and his target was not Fan Qinghui and others.

After Fan Qinghui and others came out, they had their disciples from Jingzhai who closed the mountain gate to prevent the enemy from raiding. Xin Han's target was this seventh level of mountain gate.

The mountain gate where the long sword torrent passed was broken, and it was still constantly. It smashed the seven mountain gates at the same time, and wood chips were everywhere. At this time, the gate of Cihang Jingzhai Mountain opened.

You can directly see from outside that there is a huge square paved with rocks in the mountain gate. I think it is used by the nuns in morning and evening classes or martial arts practice.

After these more than seventy long swords broke the mountain gate, they all fell on the square in Jingzhai and were deeply stuck on the ground paved with rocks.

Xin Han raised his lips and whistled to Ximen Chuxue beside him: "If you want to fight for that, you can get on!"

Ximen Chuxue nodded, stepped forward and unsheathed the sword. The shocking sword intent increased again. Among the disciples of Jingzhai, who were not innate, stepped back and looked pale.

Only the twenty innate disciples with swords in their hands looked at each other and greeted them with swords, but were blocked by Fu Cailin.

The old man smiled and said to these disciples: "Girl, your opponent is me." He unshewn his sword, used the magical art of chess and a single sword, and stopped these disciples.

Ximen Chuxue flew up, and the trembling sword edge sucked and spitted out several feet of sword light, and broke the Kong and went straight towards masters such as Fan Qinghui.

Xin Han was free and had nothing to do, so he faced these disciples in the acquired realm later. He bounced his fingers and kept firing out the energy of the sky, hitting the dantians of the disciples in the acquired realm, and directly nullifying the opponent's skills.

Seeing Xin Han like this, Fan Qinghui was anxious between her eyebrows, and she was so angry that she vomited blood and shouted: "Xin Han, you are accused of the Dragon God, and you are bullying the small ones for the big ones!"

Xin Han smiled disdainfully when he heard this: "What do you know? I am helping them return to the right path. As a monk who is a Buddhist, fighting and killing all day long, I will help them lose their skills and concentrate on eating vegetarian food and chanting Buddha's name!"

"You..." Fan Qinghui was so angry that she was about to yell and was about to scold her. Ximen Chuxue's shocking sword light was already in front of her.

Fan Qinghui's skills are profound, no less than those of the masters such as Ning Daoqi. However, the realm of swordsmanship is lower than that of the Cihang Sword Classic and has not reached the highest level of sword-heart enlightenment in the Cihang Sword Classic. Therefore, its strength is weaker than that of other masters and can be called a half-step master.

But the gap in this line is destined to be Ximen Chuxue's opponent.

The long sword was unsheathed, and the sword light was drawn out, facing Ximen Chuxue.

Shi Feixuan knew Ximen Chuxue's strength well and knew that his master was not his opponent. He immediately told his fellow disciples around him: "My uncles, this person's sword skills are wise, let's take it down together!"

Seeing that Fan Qinghui's moves had already been at a disadvantage, the other few people were about to lose, and they were not hesitating. At the same time, they nodded and rushed forward with their swords to surround Ximen Chuxue.

Ximen Chuxue was at a disadvantage in an instant and was besieged by more than a dozen nearly half-step masters with similar skills as Fan Qinghui. Even if he was a sword god, he could not stand it, but he had no intention of retreating at all. He attacked with moves and was not afraid.

However, Xin Han couldn't bear to see that he had all the disciples in the acquired realm. He looked up and saw these female gangs who were not following the rules wielding their long swords to beat Ximen Chuxue. It looked even more ruthless than fighting a mistress.

He immediately stepped forward and swung his sword and rushed over: "I'm shameless, I'll beat you a dozen, right?"

Among the dozen people besieging Ximen Chuxue, two masters at the level of a master immediately joined forces to draw a sword to block Xin Han.

The power of Xin Han sword was amazing. When the sword touched the two women, he could only hear the sound of metal hitting one after another, which made the eardrums hurt. The two women were directly knocked out by the huge force on his sword. When they were in the air, they felt their dantian numbness. When they fell to the ground, they felt their whole body was sore and weak. Their skills were actually numb. To be continued.

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