After the explosion, the mountain was in chaos, but the top of the mountain was silent.

When everything was settled, the entire Qinshan Mountain top seemed to have been ravaged by a hurricane and turned into a bare piece.

Qixia Temple has been razed to the ground, and a large number of flowers, plants and trees have been cleaned up.

Even Feng Yangshu and Lao Gui who were watching the battle were forced to retreat a hundred meters away by the aftermath of the explosion.

At this moment, the top of the mountain is at the center.

Bai Ye was still standing quietly, the Dragon Bird Sword floating in front of him, and the golden light was indefinitely swallowed and spit.

And dozens of meters away, the blue star-chasing sword was inserted into the ground, and Han Shuang's face turned blue and white.

The tiger's mouth had cracked, and blood fell on the rock.

The two arms were trembling slightly uncontrollably.

"Hanshuang, you are defeated."

Bai Ye said lightly: "Your swordsmanship is very powerful, but unfortunately, it's a little bit short."

"Who said I lost?"

Hanshuang gritted her teeth and said with a firm look on her face: "I have another move. If you can block it, I will never practice swords anymore!"

"Why do you have to?"

Bai Ye frowned slightly: "You are still young and have many choices, why can't you get along with yourself?"

"If I can't be the best in the world, it's boring for me to live!"

Han Shuang stopped talking nonsense, suddenly pulled up the star-chasing sword on the ground and stabbed it directly.

While drawing the sword, a thick layer of blood suddenly appeared on the surface of his body.

The blood mist contains powerful energy, constantly absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth around it.

In an instant, Han Shuang's entire aura became different.

The speed and power have been greatly increased, and the vigorousness of the qi has also risen to a higher level.

At first glance, it seems like it has broken the realm.

"Damn it! Han Shuang is trying hard!"

Seeing this scene, the old ghost couldn't help but exclaim.

"Old ghost! Get ready, our chance is here!"

Feng Yangshu was not surprised but happy, and his whole body was greatly inspired.

It's too difficult to defeat Bai Ye head-on.

They must use sneak attacks to hurt them unexpectedly, so that they can win with confidence.

"Burning essence and blood will damage one's own cultivation, is it as for it?" Bai Ye sighed lightly.

The blood mist on the surface of Han Frost's body is the source of essence and blood that burns out.

Although it can greatly increase the user's strength in a short period of time, no matter whether it wins or loses, the body will be severely damaged.

And it's that kind of irreversible damage.

This is a desperate means of using one's own future and one's own cultivation as the price.

Injure eight hundred enemies, one thousand of them will hurt themselves.

No normal person would do such a move unless it was absolutely necessary.

It is obvious that Han Frost, who is a sword fanatic, can no longer be considered a normal person.

"Soul-taking attack!"

Han Shuang roared, and his whole body suddenly burst out with blood mist.

The blood mist wrapped around the body and the star-chasing sword, and instantly turned into a huge blood-colored long sword.

Then, carrying the power to destroy the world, he stabbed Bai Ye fiercely.

"Yunlong!"

Faced with this powerful blow, Bai Ye's face became a little more serious.

I saw his sword waving up and down, drawing a golden talisman out of thin air, and then slapped it into the Dragon Bird Sword.

"Buzz~!"

The Dragon Bird Sword sounded lightly, and the golden light instantly surged, dazzling.

"go!"

Bai Ye pointed his sword forward a little.

The Dragon Bird Sword, ready to go, instantly turned into a golden light and shot out, colliding heavily with Han Frost's blood-colored sword.

"Bang!"
Chapter completed!