Chapter 116 Capture 3 Purple Mansions, Jiang Han's Joy
"Being able to die for me is also considered a blessing for you, a pariah!"
The woman smiled coldly, without any guilt in her heart!
As a noble Zifu monk, why should he care about the lives of these ordinary people?
However, when the woman's flawless white palm was less than one meter away from the boy, an accident happened.
Swah——
I saw a sword light appearing in a way that exceeded everyone's expectations!
The woman's pupils shrank, the alarm bell rang in her heart, and she suddenly felt bad!
She tried to escape, but it was too late.
Under this sword, the flesh and blood were separated, and blood splattered everywhere!
Her palm was cut off instantly by the extremely sharp blade!
The woman had a ferocious expression and let out a stern cry.
But all this is just the beginning.
Before she could react, Jiang Han suddenly appeared in front of him, and quickly stretched out his right palm, covering the opponent's face!
Underworld magic power activated!
In an instant, a terrifying suction force spread from Jiang Han's palm, crazily absorbing the woman's energy!
The woman's skin began to lose moisture rapidly and became extremely dry.
Seeing such a horrifying scene, even Cai Zhiyin, who was as bold as Cai Zhiyin, couldn't help but froze, his expression uncertain.
Where did this evil boy come from?
At the same time, everyone in the Yinfeng Village and the Blue Silver Caravan on the scene also turned pale with fright.
Some even collapsed and peed on their pants.
Afterwards, Jiang Han stopped absorbing, and first threw the old woman in his hand aside like trash.
He raised his head and looked at Cai Zhiyin not far away.
No extra words.
Only the endless vitality of the underworld gushes out from the body, spreads around, and makes everything wither!
Immediately afterwards, Jiang Han used the escape technique, his figure flashed, and he came to Cai Zhiyin's body, and slammed a palm!
The vitality condensed and turned into a withered yellow invisible big palm. In the blink of an eye, it was several feet away from the body and landed on the opponent's body!
Cai Zhi had just experienced a battle and was not in good condition, so she unleashed her energy to resist in desperation!
However, in front of the terrifying vitality of Huangquan, his proud energy was instantly melted and pierced, and then returned to nothingness!
A large amount of Huangquan Yuanli shrouded the opponent's body.
Amidst screams, Cai Zhiyin's limbs were dissolved and turned into blood.
This is not because Jiang Han can't kill him, but to avoid the death of the other party, which will cause the energy that can be absorbed to decay, and the effect will become worse.
Therefore, turning the opponent into a human stick state can neither act as a demon nor escape.
For Jiang Han, it was undoubtedly the best choice.
Immediately afterwards, Cai Zhiyin's begging and wailing were ignored.
He silently looked at the Yinfeng Village and the Blue Silver Chamber of Commerce in front of him.
In order to prevent the news from leaking, without any hesitation, he immediately chose to kill him!
In front of Jiang Han, who possessed the emperor-level exercises such as Huangquan Demon Art.
Su Shan, the second head of the Yinfeng Village, who is also a cultivator in the Zifu, is just an enemy. With just one move, he has no time to escape. Just like Cai Zhiyin, he instantly turned into a stick.
Seeing the tragic situation of the first master and the second master, the scene was instantly in chaos.
Many members of Yinfeng Village immediately scattered and fled.
Even the members of the Blue Silver Chamber of Commerce knew that the person in front of them might be a person in the way of the devil.
They didn't dare to take chances and fled desperately.
However, it was still too slow in front of Jiang Han who had mastered the escape technique.
After a while, everyone died in front of them.
The ground was covered with dense corpses.
Jiang Han stood in the center, looking up at the sky with a stern expression.
Immediately afterwards, he leisurely withdrew his gaze.
With a wave of his hand, a large amount of energy from the underworld spewed out and landed on these corpses, instantly turning them into puddles of blood!
After finishing all this, Jiang Han turned his head to look at Cai Zhiyin and Su Shan, who had turned into sticks, and the particularly old woman.
His eyes became brighter, and his heart was burning hot.
I don't know how much my strength can skyrocket after absorbing these three Zifu monks?
........
at the same time.
Cangwu Mountain, near the Martial Arts Field.
A girl with a thin figure, wearing a black dress, and her black hair tied high with a red rope, is holding a long sword, constantly exchanging ideas with the middle-aged man in front of her!
She was sweating profusely, panting heavily.
Chopping, picking, stabbing, every move was protruded, but they were all easily resolved by the middle-aged man.
After ten strokes.
The middle-aged man shook his head: "Zhiwei, although you have practiced swordsmanship hard these years, you can be regarded as proficient in the moves and routines, but you have lost your spirituality and are too rigid. The way of the sword lies in change...."
"You haven't made any progress for a whole number of years. Obviously, you are not suitable for practicing swordsmanship. Even if you put in thousands of times more effort and sweat than ordinary people, you are still the same."
Hearing the middle-aged man's words, Jiang Zhiwei's expression did not change, she still went her own way, using all kinds of sword moves to attack!
The middle-aged man sighed, holding the hilt of his sword, and with a casual stroke of the sword, the long sword in Jiang Zhiwei's hand was instantly thrown away!
"Don't you understand? You don't have the talent for swordsmanship, why don't you consider trying other paths? Why bother with a path that doesn't suit you at all?!"
"If you continue like this, I'm afraid you won't even be qualified to represent our Tianquan lineage in the Qimai Grand Competition in the future!!"
Facing the reprimand, Jiang Zhi just bit her red lips and looked firmly at the middle-aged man.
Four eyes facing each other.
Sensing the other party's determination, the middle-aged man sighed slightly, and couldn't help putting the sword back into the scabbard around his waist, and immediately put his right hand on his forehead and said, "Hey, why do I have such a stubborn daughter like you."
He also doesn't know why his daughter has been so obsessed with swordsmanship since she was a child, and even neglected her practice.
They are all old now, and their cultivation is only at the first level of the Bone Forging Realm.
Obviously, according to the talent, if he cultivated wholeheartedly, he might be at the ninth level of the Bone Forging Realm, or the Acquired Heaven Realm, right?
Facing his father's accountability, Jiang Zhiwei didn't say much, but ran to the sword and picked it up again.
Hold the hilt tightly and hang the blade over your chest.
Those pitch-black eyes reflected from the mirror-like silver-white sword body.
She felt the throbbing in her heart again.
There is a secret that she has never told others, that is, whenever she holds the sword, she will always have an inexplicable sense of pleasure!
This kind of pleasure far exceeds everything else, so no matter how hard and tiring she is, she enjoys it and never thinks of giving up!
However, even if she gave everything, her current state of swordsmanship is nothing more than a perfect swordsmanship state, and she has not made any progress for several years!
But even so, she still wasn't depressed at all, she just wondered if she was too stupid and had to work harder.
Immediately afterwards, she began to swing the sword again.
Seeing this scene, the middle-aged man sighed, turned and left without any further persuasion.
Jiang Zhiwei just kept practicing her sword moves.
The palms are not as delicate as ordinary women, but are full of calluses and scars.
Sweat profusely, without the slightest stagnation.
At this time, not far away, Gu Xingjian, who was comprehending the Wind and Thunder Sword Art, suddenly noticed this scene.
He frowned, put away his swords, and looked carefully.