"Brother Hua, wait a minute!"

Hua Wuyan saw Chen Wenxuan lying unconscious on the ground, sweating profusely. He was about to push through the crowd and get out of the way, but was stopped by Xiao Han's cold words.

"Junior brother, what can I do for you?" Hua Wuyan turned around and suddenly smiled, completely losing his previous arrogance.

Xiao Han raised his lips slightly, as if smiling, and said: "Just now I heard the senior brothers and sisters on the field talking about how new disciples like me have a chance to challenge once a week. I just didn't have enough fun with Senior Brother Chen, so I would like to ask Senior Brother Hua to spar with me. I wonder if Senior Brother Hua would do me the honor?"

"Challenge? Spar?"

Hua Wuyan was stunned for a moment, and the smile on his face froze. He quickly said: "Junior brother, you are really a joker. Didn't you just challenge me?"

"Just now?"

Xiao Han raised his eyebrows slightly, pretending to be shocked, and then said slowly :　"Brother Hua, you may have misunderstood. It was Brother Chen who challenged me just now. I was forced to do it!"

"Uh..."

Hua Wuyan was suddenly a little speechless. After a long while, he stammered:　"That... Junior Brother, I... I have something urgent to do. I'll leave first."

Hua Wuyan found that something was wrong and wanted to get away as soon as possible. He turned around while talking. He was also in the seventh level of Qi training. Although his strength was a little stronger than Chen Wenxuan, it was not much different after all. If he really fought with the young man, the probability of capsizing was too high. He was a smart man and naturally did not want to do such an uncertain business.

"Brother Hua, please give me a favor!" Xiao Han quickly stepped forward and stretched out his hand to block Hua Wuyan's way. His tone was tough and even a little aggressive.

"My junior brother, as the saying goes, a strong dragon cannot defeat a local snake. You just came to the Sanqing Sect and you are too ostentatious. This is not a good thing. My brother is a Huangmen disciple in the foundation building stage, and my two uncles also have a certain status in the sect."

Hua Wuyan knew that he could not avoid it, so he simply did not run away. He narrowed his feminine and cruel eyes and stared at the boy closely. His words were full of threats, and he even did not hesitate to bring out his backers.

However, Hua Wuyan also weighed it privately and secretly felt that he might not be able to defeat the boy in front of him with his bare hands, but if he used the Qingfeng Sword in his hand to perform the unique swordsmanship of the Sanqing Sect, it would be uncertain who would win in the end.

"Please!"

Xiao Han did not change his face, clasped his fists, and spat out a word with great force.

"Hmph!"

Hua Wuyan snorted coldly and walked to the center...

Standing still!

Suddenly, Hua Wuyan casually spread his hands, muttered a spell in his mouth, and in the blink of an eye, a light blue long sword appeared out of thin air.

"Swish."

A flash of cold light passed by, and the Qingfeng long sword in Hua Wuyan's hand had already been unsheathed!

The Qingfeng Sword is the standard equipment for the Xuanmen and lower disciples of the Sanqing Sect. It is made of thousand-year-old cold iron. The sword is three fingers wide and the blade is two feet and eight feet long. It is as thin as a cicada's wing. It slashes silently, just like a breeze blowing, so it is also called "Three Finger Qingfeng".

"Arrogant boy, ignorant barbarian, today, Master Hua will let you see the Qingfeng swordsmanship of the Sanqing Sect."

As soon as the voice fell, the wind rose, Hua Wuyan's clothes fluttered, and his body was covered with light green light. He stood upright, like a green spear inserted in the center of the crowd.

Suddenly, he lightly tapped the ground with his toes and floated in the air. Then, he swayed slightly and approached the boy opposite him. The "Qingfeng" in his hand was shining with cold light, following him like a shadow.

According to legend, Qingfeng swordsmanship was created by Feng Qingyang, the second head of Yuhua Peak of Sanqing Sect. It has been passed down for more than 13,000 years. It is one of the famous swordsmanship of Sanqing Sect. This swordsmanship is elegant and sharp, and gentle but murderous. Although it is moderately difficult, its power should not be underestimated. It is a must-learn swordsmanship for Sanqing disciples.

It is said that when it is practiced to perfection, it is amazingly powerful. When it is paired with the cold iron "Qingfeng" of Sanqing Sect, it is even more powerful. When it is fully exerted, it can be integrated with the wind attribute between heaven and earth. The wind-shaped sword shadow, as long as the breeze blows, the sword shadow is everywhere, making it almost impossible for the opponent to hide.

"Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!"

In the blink of an eye, three sword shadows flashing green light attacked from the front, left and right at the same time, as fast as lightning.

Xiao Han was shocked and his pupils shrank suddenly. He had never thought that the sword technique of Sanqing Sect would be so domineering. In a hurry, he quickly ran the intermediate skill that he had just become familiar with recently, the Nine Yang True Art, to the extreme. Suddenly, his whole body was covered with a layer of slightly dazzling white light.

At the same time!

He jumped up at the moment when his whole body retreated rapidly.

However, although he narrowly avoided the fatal sword shadow in the middle of his chest, due to the tight time and insufficient jump, his left and right legs still did not completely avoid it.

"Zizzi..."

The green sword shadow touched Xiao Han's legs with white light, and was first burned by the hot white true essence by nearly 30% of its power. However, the green sword shadow was too domineering, and after the power was slightly reduced, it directly broke through the true essence.

"Swish, swish."

The sword shadow passed by, and suddenly, Xiao Han's legs were torn into two long cuts, and blood was dripping.

While Xiao Han fell to the ground and rolled, he put two fingers of his right hand together and quickly tapped the meridians at the two wounds a few times, sealing the meridians. The blood that kept flowing out stopped, but the wounds were still burning with pain.

"Hmph!"

Seeing this, Hua Wuyan's white face with a gloomy aura suddenly showed a smug look, and he immediately sneered and said: "I thought you were so powerful, but it turns out you are just like this!"

After speaking, Hua Wuyan's hand holding the long sword suddenly loosened, and suddenly, the "Qingfeng" in his palm suddenly disappeared.

Then, Hua Wuyan's mouth corners raised a sinister sneer, and his left and right hands flew at the same time, quickly pinching out a spell, then crossing it in front of his chest, and shouting.

"Escape!"

Instantly, Xiao Han, who had just stood up, felt a slight cool breeze on his back.

Xiao Han was born in the territory of the demon tribe in the Western Regions. He had been walking in the dangerous jungle for many years. His senses were so sharp. At this moment, he immediately understood that danger was approaching. He had no time to think about it. He endured the severe pain in his feet and immediately pulled himself away. Like a long snake, he left a shadow in the air and rushed directly behind Hua Wuyan.

Hua Wuyan was sweating. He didn't expect that the boy could not only predict the enemy's moves and know that the Qingfeng Sword would attack from the back, but also that the boy's speed was simply astonishing.

In the blink of an eye, the boy had actually circled behind him.

At this moment, if the Qingfeng Sword continued to attack, it would hit his own chest. In a panic, Hua Wuyan quickly withdrew the spell and took back the "Qingfeng". At the same time, he raised the sword and stabbed back.

"Swish." A green sword light passed through the air, leaving a beautiful arc.

Hua Wuyan was experienced after all. Although he was a little flustered at the critical moment, he still completed a series of actions in one go without any delay in the blink of an eye.

However, the green sword light fell into the air, and the figure of the boy had long disappeared.

After several adventures, Xiao Han was naturally prepared and no longer caught off guard.

Next, he dodged left and right with ease. After several rounds, the sword shadow wielded by Hua Wuyan did not even touch the corner of his clothes.

While Hua Wuyan was shocked, he was a little puzzled as to why the boy only dodged and did not attack. Several times, if the boy attacked, he would have no way to avoid it.

Attacking and dodging, it is obvious that the attacker consumes much more.

After a while...

Hua Wuyan was already a little weak, even hysterical, but he still did not dare to slack off. The "Three Finger Breeze" in his hand was dancing whirring, not stopping for a moment.

Suddenly, Xiao Han rolled over, squatted up, and slid several feet away at a high speed. At this time, everyone found that two fist-sized white light balls emerged from his slowly spread palms, which were a bit dazzling, and the disciples who were closer felt that the temperature nearby had risen slightly.

"Swoosh!"

It happened in a flash. As soon as Xiao Han stood up, he threw the two white light balls in his palms.

In the blink of an eye, the light balls were not far from Hua Wuyan.

Feeling the scorching heat of the light balls, Hua Wuyan was immediately shocked. He practiced wood-based skills, and the light ball in front of him was obviously of fire attribute, which was the nemesis of the wood system. If he rashly used the body-protecting true essence for protection, not only would it consume a lot of energy, but he might also get hurt.

After a brief consideration, Hua Wuyan had already made up his mind.

He held the Cold Iron Wind Sword in his right hand and decisively protected it in front of his chest to block one of the white light balls. At the same time, he put two fingers of his left hand together and quickly drew a half circle in the air. Immediately, a piece of light yellow paper appeared in the gap between the two fingers. The paper was about three fingers wide and one foot long, and a vague green disk was drawn on the slightly rough surface.

"Talisman!"

As soon as the light yellow paper appeared, someone in the crowd screamed.

"Talisman treasure" is a kind of talisman, but it is a more advanced talisman. Generally speaking, ordinary talismans are made by cultivators using their own energy to inject into the talisman pen and draw a kind of rune similar to text on the corresponding talisman paper. This kind of talisman can have the effects of immobilization, escaping into the ground, invisibility, etc., while "Talisman treasure" is made by cultivators with higher cultivation. They inject their own energy into a special talisman pen and draw some kind of weapons, armor, shields, etc. on the special talisman paper, which can be used directly for attack or defense. Drawing this kind of "Talisman treasure" requires a high level of energy from the cultivator, at least to reach the foundation-building realm.

Accompanied by the screams and discussions of the crowd, Hua Wuyan silently recited a few talisman formulas, waved his two fingers lightly, and suddenly, the light yellow paper flew out first, and "swooshed" and turned into a green disc.

With a "bang!", one of the white light balls was easily blocked by the green disc. Hua Wuyan's tense face relaxed immediately, and he actually showed a smug smile.

At this time, another white light ball had arrived in front of him, and it just collided with the Qingfeng long sword in his right hand.

Everything was exactly as he expected, and Hua Wuyan's face became more and more proud.

Of course, there was another reason why he was so proud, that is, the two light balls were so powerful, and the true energy in the boy's body must have been consumed a lot. Moreover, he also secretly observed the boy's condition. The boy's slightly dark face was slightly pale at this time, which was a sign of excessive consumption of true energy. After he blocked the white light ball in front of him, as long as he performed "Escape" again, even if he couldn't kill the boy, it would be enough to make the boy seriously injured and dying.

However, as Hua Wuyan's face gradually became more smug, Xiao Han's mouth flashed a sneer...

The five fingers of his right hand, which were shining white, suddenly pulled down strangely!