Chapter 623

"It's interesting that we haven't reached the limit yet."

Looking at Han Lingwei's pale face and bloody mouth from a distance, Li Aotian muttered to himself with his eyes bare. He still didn't mean to do it, just watched the development of the war from a distance.

"Elder Su, the situation over there is not very good. They have lost four people in succession. Shall we help them?"

Among the disciples of Jiuyou Hall who surrounded Li Aotian, someone asked the old man with short beard in a worried voice.

"What's the hurry? Su Mu is not the only one there. There are so many people around. It's only a matter of time before we win. We have our task!"

The old man with short beard, known as the elder, glances at Li Aotian subconsciously. He is obviously not sure about Li Aotian.

"Boy, who on earth are you? What's the revenge between you and me in Jiuyou hall“

He and the rest of them confront Han Lingwei from mid air, but because they are afraid of the white folding fan in Han Lingwei's hand, they don't continue to attack.

"If you don't change your name, don't change your name. I'm Han Lingwei, the young master of the Han family in Taiyin city."

Taking out a pill from the storage ring and swallowing it into his mouth, Han Lingwei glares at the man in grey.

"Young master of the Han family? You are from the Han family

"Well, in the first battle of Taiyin City, Ma Su, the supreme elder of Jiuyou hall, died in your Han's house. After that, our temple master came back from your Han's house with serious injuries. All this is thanks to your Han's house!"

"Today, since the young master of the Han family has personally sent him to the door, Su Mu will take your head to pay homage to the supreme elder's spirit in heaven!"

After learning Han Lingwei's identity, Su Mu was furious. He patted the beast bag on his waist and immediately released thousands of black monsters.

Each of these insects is the size of an adult's fist, and looks like a large black ant from the appearance. However, on its back, there are two pairs of transparent cicada wings, which looks very strange.

"Black heart flies to eat ants!"

As soon as he saw a large number of black monsters released by Su mu, Han Lingwei immediately changed his face and subconsciously grasped the white folding fan in his hand.

The black heart flies to eat ants, which is a kind of demon insect that is extremely rare in the cultivation world, but is notorious.

In addition to the two pairs of transparent wings, the skin, viscera and even blood on the body are all black, so the black heart flying ant has the name of black heart.

Like the common ants, the black heart flying ant is also a kind of social insect.

The difference is that this kind of demon insect has strong vitality and flying speed, and its mouth is full of sharp teeth, with corrosive poison. It is known as one of the most difficult demon insects in the cultivation world.

Without giving Han Lingwei a chance to prepare in advance, Su Mu Shen, who let out his black heart to eat the queen ant, suddenly thousands of demon insects moved together and turned into a black insect cloud. He flew towards Han Lingwei.

This group of black heart flying ants move very fast, which is no less than the speed of the general yuan Dan realm cultivators to control the magic weapon. In an instant, they are close to Han Lingwei.

"Go to hell, all of you!"

Looking at the large number of black ants approaching, Han Lingwei desperately urges Zhenyuan to wave his white folding fan again.

With the wave of Han Lingwei's folding fan, the temperature within the range of tens of feet around his body suddenly dropped. For a moment, the white wind of yin and Han Lingwei's folding fan swept up towards the black ant colony with a piercing chill.

It seems that he had expected that Han Lingwei would push the folding fan in his hand. Without waiting for the white wind to roll in the black ant colony, under the control of Su Mu's divine sense, thousands of black ants split into five waves in an instant and fled to all directions. Unexpectedly, he perfectly avoided Han Lingwei's attack.

Without waiting for Han Lingwei to react, the escaped black ant swarms surrounded Han Lingwei from five different directions and then flew to him.

"Ice soul armor!!"

In the face of the close attack of thousands of black heart flying ants, Han Lingwei is in a hurry to activate his magic power. A piece of crystal clear ice armor condenses from his own surface and protects his whole body.

As soon as the ice shiver beetles outside the body condense and take shape, thousands of black heart flying ants attack Han Lingwei one after another. Then they use their sharp teeth to eat the ice shiver beetles.

Although Han Lingwei's Ice Armor is thick, it will soon be nearly half thinner and will be torn by thousands of black heart flying ants.

"Nine secluded magic claws!"

Without waiting for the black heart flying ant to completely break Han Lingwei's defense, Su mu, who has been waiting for an opportunity, suddenly urges his body method to move to Han Lingwei's back. His right hand flashes black light and quickly turns into a black claw full of scales. Then he pats Han Lingwei's back with one claw.

Bang, bang.

After su Mu's claw, Han Lingwei flew out from the same place. He not only had his armor broken, but also had blood flowing in his mouth. He was seriously injured.

Although he was beaten by Su Mu's claw, Han Lingwei was also free from the siege of black heart flying ants.

Han Lingwei takes out a handful of pills and swallows them. His Zhenyuan breath weakens to the extreme. This is the manifestation of serious injury and excessive loss of Zhenyuan.

"I see how you can push the six level magic weapon in your hand now and leave your head behind!"

Instead of controlling the black heart fly ant to continue to attack Han Lingwei, Su Mu goes straight to Han Lingwei with an evil smile on his face. He rushes over and plans to kill Han Lingwei himself.

Knowing that he no longer has the power of the first World War, seeing Su Mu coming towards him, Han Lingwei subconsciously cast a look for help in the direction of Li Aotian.

However, what changed Han Lingwei's face was that Li Aotian had already disappeared from his original place and was completely out of Han Lingwei's sight.

"Master really wants me to die..."

With only their own voice can hear a whisper, Han Lingwei face like ashes.

After more than half a month of getting along with Li Aotian, Han Lingwei has long realized that Li Aotian is not satisfied with his disciple and does not treat him as a real disciple.

On the contrary, the more dissatisfied Li Aotian is with him, the more respect he has for him, because he really worships Li Aotian as his teacher.

But Han Lingwei didn't expect that Li Aotian ordered him to go into the Jiuyou Valley alone and fight against the Jiuyou hall. At the critical moment, instead of dying, he ran ahead of time, which disappointed Han Lingwei.

Seeing Su mu in front of him, he is waving his claws to catch him. Han Lingwei, who is as pale as death, is preparing to close his eyes and wait for death. But at this moment, he suddenly changes.

Silent, a powerful hand, suddenly from behind Han Lingwei, pressed on his back.

Before Han Lingwei could figure out what happened, a powerful invisible sword, like an erupting volcano, poured into his body from his back.

Although the sword was invisible, it was powerful and full of imperial authority. With the influx of it, it mobilized all the real yuan left in Han Lingwei's body, and finally merged into the yuan Dan of Han Lingwei's Dantian.

With the influx of true yuan in the body, an invisible Taoist rhyme from Yin to cold suddenly came out of Han Lingwei's yuan Dan, and immediately covered the area of 100 Zhang.

Han Lingwei, who is majoring in ice attribute skills, has a shocking brilliance in his eyes.

Not controlled by Han Lingwei at all, the invisible Dao rhyme from his body quickly gathered, and finally condensed into a crystal clear ice sword Qi from his body.

The cold ice sword is only three feet long, but it shines with a white glow more dazzling than the sun.

At this moment, everything Han Lingwei saw became blurred. Only the cold ice sword Qi in front of him was very clear, deeply imprinted into his mind, and it was hard to die.

Time seems to be still at this moment. Looking at the ice sword Qi in front of him, Han Lingwei seems to be standing on the top of the sky, turning into a king who looks down on the earth.

The height is too cold, only the emperor's shadow.

Don't know how long, Han Lingwei in front of all fuzzy, restored Qingming.

Just at the moment when Han Lingwei regained his pure brightness, the cold ice sword Qi in front of him shot into Su Mu's chest.

A strange scene appeared. The cold ice sword Qi was three feet long. After it was shot into Su Mu's body, it seemed that it disappeared out of thin air. Not only did it not penetrate from Su Mu's back, but also su Mu's chest could not be seen at all.

Silent, Su Mu's body from inside out, was frozen on a layer of white ice.

With a breeze blowing by, Su mu, together with the ice on his body surface, completely turned into ashes. Even his storage ring and spirit beast bag were no exception. He didn't leave a hair.

With the annihilation of Su Mu's ashes, Han Lingwei's body completely recovered its normal calm. At the same time, he also felt the big hand on his back released.

Gently dry swallow saliva, then Han Lingwei turned around, saw Li Aotian standing behind him.

"Thank you for saving my life..."

Obviously, he hasn't recovered completely from his shock. Han Lingwei gives thanks to Li Aotian in a trembling voice.

"How do you feel about what just happened?"

Li Aotian asked with a smile.

Han Lingwei is a little confused: "I don't know what the master is referring to..."

"The power of artistic conception." Li Aotian reminds a way.

"The power is like an emperor, proud of heaven and the Jedi, powerful and unparalleled!"

Han Lingwei did not want to say 13 words, this is his most real feeling about the sword meaning that Li Aotian just introduced into his body.

"Ah, you are blind. You don't have enough savvy!"

Obviously not satisfied with Han Lingwei's answer, Li Aotian sighed.

Seeing that Li Aotian was not satisfied, Han Lingwei knew that he had made a mistake. He was just about to speak again. But at this moment, a real yuan of xuanwang realm suddenly swam from a high mountain not far away, and then a black figure came down from the sky, not far from Li Aotian's disciples