He Longjun heard Han Zhenyi's praise and couldn't help gushing out a mouthful of blood again.

However, the blood was sprayed directly on his sword.

Hum!

It's a long sword excited by the blood of he long army. There's already some scattered vigorous Qi on the tip of the sword mixed with these Qi and blood. In a short time, it became an incomparable condensation, directly turned into a blood sword.

Just now it's just a gang Qi shape, but now it's condensed into a real object.

Qiu chenkai's face was solemn, and there was some pain in the air. "Elder martial brother... We must win..."

No matter success or failure, the strength of he long army will be greatly damaged, and even three years will be lost.

Because this move consumed a lot of life and blood of the Helong army. At such a heavy price, Qiu chenkai certainly didn't want the Helong army to fail.

He Longjun's body flashed again, and the sharp blood sword was cut off in a flash. The rich blood power on the Blood Sword suddenly attracted the hearts of the people around him to beat and their blood surged. There are several weak men, throat a burst of agitation, and even want to spray blood.

The golden light reappears on the edge of Han Zhen's palm. At the same time, the golden light breaks through the air and cuts out in a flash.

The red light of he Longjun's blood sword was shining, but he didn't escape. The red light in his hand cut off the golden light of Han Zhen.

Qiu chenkai's face brightened, because he was already divided between the high and the low. Han Zhenfang is no longer the opponent of he long army“ Elder martial brother, kill him! Revenge. "

Qiu chenkai's face shows a lot of color. He is already thinking about how to deal with him after he has defeated Han Zhen.

Ye Lantian, who is behind Han Zhen, suddenly feels his arm tight. Turning to look around, he found that ye Muwan was holding his own jade hands, and his tendons burst up.

In the face of he Longjun's power, Han Zhen only had a faint smile.

With a wave of his left palm, a bright golden light came out again.

The golden light is fierce, shining on everyone's face.

He Longjun said: "open!"

Although he Longjun just cut through the golden light in Han Zhen's hand with a bloody sword, even so, it also shocked him. He Longjun was shocked. Although he was invited by Yin Qiankun, he didn't know Han Zhen's strength.

At first, I just thought that Han Zhen was a master of practicing techniques. Maybe there was a treasure pressing the bottom of the box. But just now, Han Zhen's golden light was like a vigorous Qi.

However, he Longjun didn't believe this idea, and he couldn't believe it either.

After all, in today's society, it is extremely difficult to cultivate martial arts, and it is even more difficult to cultivate martial arts. And if you practice martial arts, it's absolutely impossible.

But no matter what the golden light is, it does not affect he Longjun's attention to it.

This time he wielded his sword again, and he had already used all his strength.

Bang!

Blood Sword once again fight, but this time failed to successfully cut through Han Zhen that a golden light.

Qiu chenkai's eyes suddenly stagnated, and his heart came up to his throat. For fear that his elder martial brother he Longjun would fail again.

However, this golden light is the source of rootlessness after all. With a slight setback, the Dragon army's Blood Sword disappears again.

He Longjun looks happy.

However, the next moment, Han Zhen has been empty grip of the right fist finally clenched again.

"His right hand!" Someone screamed in horror.

All of us suddenly remembered that Han Zhen had only one left palm from the beginning to the end.

Han Zhentai punches out.

Bang!

There was a loud explosion.

An invisible gas force, the moment before the explosion of the entire villa.

Vientiane magic boxing!

Break the moon!