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In that instant, Han Xiao appeared in front of the bandit leader and grabbed his neck.

Before the bandit leader could react, he was controlled by Han Xiao, causing him to be extremely shocked. However, just as he was about to move, he heard a cold voice beside his ear.

"If you don't want to die, then stop your men." Han Xiao coldly said.

His cultivation was only at the middle stage of Awakening Transformation, and in the eyes of a Awakened Soul Cultivator, this kind of cultivation was no different from ants. Immediately, he regretted agreeing to come here, because he might lose his life because of this money.

Just as the bandit was feeling vexed, Han Xiao's voice once again sounded in his ear, "Looks like you really want to die. Then …"

"Senior, please show mercy. This lowly one will make them stop right now." Just as the bandit leader was about to tell the robbers to stop, Han Xiao suddenly felt an ice-cold aura attack him. He immediately turned around and threw the bandit leader to the side, and at the same time, sent a palm strike towards him.

"Sssii." Han Xiao's sleeve was directly sliced into two by a silver sword, and a stream of blood slowly seeped out from his arm.

The man in front of him had a cultivation level similar to Han Xiao's. The man looked like he had turned completely white, and had condensed a long sword out of his golden hair, although he didn't have a solid body, he was much sharper, and Han Xiao suddenly felt that the surrounding wind had suddenly grown stronger, causing the man's clothes to flutter in the wind, as if he was a swordsman who had left the world.

"Qing Feng greets you, fellow Daoist." Qing Feng bent his body and said lightly.

"Han Xiao, please advise me." Han Xiao said as he extended his hand.

Just as he finished speaking, he saw Qing Feng's figure flash, transforming into a streak of gold light, quickly rushing towards Han Xiao. Han Xiao immediately used his earth attribute Origin Energy to wrap around his body, clenching his fists to block the attack.

"Clank, clank, clank." A few crisp sounds rang out as Han Xiao blocked several of Qing Feng's attacks. Streams of golden sword Qi caused Han Xiao's arm to feel a sharp pain, and cracks also appeared on the ground.

Lowering his head, Han Xiao saw that there were a few thin lines of blood on his arm. The earth attributed Origin Energy that had wrapped around his arm had become as weak as thin paper under the golden sword Qi.

"Earth Attribute." After Qing Feng said this, his body flashed once again, he was completely engulfed by the metal attribute Origin Energy, a sharp Sword Qi shot out in all directions, like a sharp sword, directly at Han Xiao.

Before Han Xiao even got close to him, he felt the sharp sword Qi piercing through his entire body, causing him to think of the five elements to restrain him and shout, "Flame Soul, Flame Prison." A large amount of flame surged out from Han Xiao's body. This flame was different from the scorching heat of the Spirit Burst Sacred Flame, but it was a bit more destructive and tyrannical than the Spirit Burst Sacred Flame.

The large amount of flames caused the space around Han Xiao to turn red. Qing Feng only felt the Origin Energy on his body start to deplete greatly in the flames, the sword in his hands also trembled slightly, for the first time his face revealed a trace of panic. He hastily tried to turn around, but Han Xiao had already caught up to him.

The flames seemed to have a mind of their own as they rapidly formed fire columns that shot into the sky like red fences, completely isolating Han Xiao and Qing Feng from the outside world.

The robbers and soldiers that were fighting had no choice but to leave due to the blazing flames, while the flames outside seemed to have grown eyes as they chased after the fleeing robbers, their red tongues swallowing the lives of the robbers one by one, causing the originally stalemate to start falling towards Han Xiao.

On the other side, Qing Feng gradually calmed down after being trapped by Han Xiao in the Flame Prison. His entire body surged with Origin Energy, and with a flip of his left hand, a golden long sword appeared.

The sharp sword qi caused the surrounding flame pillars to tremble. Han Xiao used his eyes to carefully watch Qing Feng's movements as he quickly rushed forward, bending his body to dodge Qing Feng's sword, but at the same time, the sword in Qing Feng's left hand directly pierced into Han Xiao's shoulder. At the same time, Han Xiao's hand also pierced through Qing Feng's chest.

The golden colored Sword Qi entered Han Xiao's body and began to run all over his body like a pest. Luckily, Han Xiao's meridians were much stronger than before, otherwise, he would have been heavily injured by the four streams of Sword Qi.

Suppressing the sweetness in his throat, Han Xiao looked at Qing Feng who had the same cold expression and said: "Now you and I are both injured, why don't you and I count at the same time, then you pull out your sword, I take back my hand, then you and I can start over again?"

Taking a look at the current situation, Qing Feng slowly nodded his head. Without waiting for Han Xiao to open his mouth, he abruptly retracted his sword, and Han Xiao also retracted his hand.

Two streams of blood gushed out from the wounds of Han Xiao and Qing Feng. Although he had never seen any metal-attributed cultivators, Han Xiao thought that Qing Feng's attainment in sword arts had probably far surpassed others.

Once the two of them separated from Qing Feng, they once again thrust their swords at Han Xiao. The movements of the two swords were fluid and smooth, this was the first time Han Xiao saw someone who could use the sword to create a poetic feeling.

Sensing that the battle outside was about to end, Han Xiao shouted, "Earth Spirit, control your spirit." At the same time, he also quickly stepped forward and used both hands to grab Qing Feng's swords.

Suddenly, Qing Feng felt the sword in his hand start to tremble uncontrollably as if it had met its nemesis. An uneasiness rose in his heart, and when he wanted to shake off Han Xiao's hand, he saw that Han Xiao's hand seemed to be glued to his own sword, unable to shake it off no matter what, and the sword that was originally solid started to slowly become transparent, as if it was about to disappear at any time.

"What is this?" Qing Feng said in disbelief. He found it hard to believe that his two swords, which he was most proud of, would be so weak in front of Han Xiao. Now that he thought about it, the fierce battle just now was like a joke.

"I am the earth's soul, so I can control all of the celestial souls below the earth's soul." Han Xiao indifferently explained.

"So you're saying that you can defeat me from the start? Were you just pretending?" This was the first time he felt that his own pride and pride had been trampled on by someone so easily.

Feeling Qing Feng's hatred, Han Xiao shrugged his shoulders and said, "I'm not that bored. The reason I didn't use the Earth Soul's power in the beginning was because I respected you. To be honest, the person I admire the most in my life is a swordsman, so I'm not willing to use the Soul's power to win against you."

"But in the end you did." Qing Feng said in disdain. In his opinion, Han Xiao was just trying to defend him.

"Yes, that's because you're too strong. If I don't use the Earth Soul, then I have a high chance of dying by your hands." Han Xiao said indifferently.

"Hmph. In the end, you are only finding excuses for your shamelessness. But don't think that you will win just because of this." Qing Feng laughed coldly as his left arm suddenly turned, and a silver long sword pierced out. When Han Xiao realized this, he wanted to dodge Qing Feng's attack, but he used his right hand to grab onto the silver long sword so that Han Xiao wouldn't have a chance to struggle free.

"Spirit Fire." The high temperature caused Qing Feng to subconsciously withdraw his attack, while Han Xiao took the opportunity to dodge the attack, but his left shoulder was pierced through once again.

"Hiss." The pain made Han Xiao exclaim softly, while at the same time, he felt extremely depressed in his heart, as if he would end up in such a sorry state every time he fought with someone.

When Qing Feng saw that his attack had failed, he immediately turned around and was about to run away when he saw a red ball of flames directly blocking his path.

"Qingfeng, if I don't release someone in my Flame Prison, no one will be able to leave. Tell me, who was it that ordered you two to come here?" Han Xiao asked indifferently.

Hearing Han Xiao's words, Qing Feng slowly turned around with a smirk on his face, "If you want to keep me here, you don't have to do it. Jin Po has to do it tens of thousands of times." Qing Feng let out a loud shout as the aura on his body abruptly rose. His hair also started to slowly turn white.

"Is he burning his own life?" Han Xiao frowned, he hadn't yet figured out how Qing Feng's aura had suddenly increased by so much when he saw a golden light breaking through the air. The originally encirclement of flames was split apart by a golden sword light, leaving behind only a hole in the sky.

After seeing Qing Feng running away, Han Xiao did not have any intention of chasing, he immediately waved his hand and kept the Flame Prison. He saw that the battle outside was almost over, and in the end, the fighting strength of the rogue bandits was far from that of the Xiao family's army. At this moment, Xuan Sheng and the others were tying up the leader of the bandits, and corpses were lying on the ground one after another.

"Commander Han, are you injured?" Xuan Sheng sensed Han Xiao's aura and immediately saw Han Xiao's miserable state. He hastily stepped forward and asked worriedly.

"They are just superficial wounds and nothing serious. How are the casualties in Xuansheng this time?" Han Xiao asked.

"Because of lack of preparation, forty-seven people died, fifty-two were severely injured, and thirty-seven were lightly injured." Xuan Sheng said.

"Mm, thank you for everyone's hard work. I have some healing pills for you to take. As for the dead soldiers, they should be well buried." With that, Han Xiao took out a porcelain bottle from his storage ring and threw it to Xuan Sheng. He walked up to the bandit leader and asked with a gentle smile, "Can you tell us who brought you here?"

Seeing Han Xiao's smile and the difference between the two of them, the bandit leader immediately nodded and said, "I'll say, I'll say, that person is also from your Xiao Family's army, he's called, right, his name is Chou Xin, I remember they still call him Captain Chou."

"Chou Xin?" Captain Chou. " Han Xiao suddenly thought of the hatred in Chou Xin's eyes as he glared at him. His eyes turned cold as he stretched out his hand to break the bandit leader's neck under his stunned gaze. Then, he looked up into the sky.