"You are looking for death!" Yu Zhanyuan next to him suddenly stood up, his breath soared, and a terrifying murderous intent surged out!

A figure suddenly appeared and reached out and pressed his shoulder: "Zhanyuan, no!"

"Great Elder, my two sons are all destroyed. The Yu family is over. What's the use of me? One life is exchanged for two lives, it's worth it!" Yu Zhanyuan tried hard to break free.

The elder sighed softly, and when his palm flipped, a wheel of light appeared from his palm, and he raised his hand and printed it on top of Yu Zhanyuan's head.

Yu Zhanyuan lay down on the ground unwillingly and lost consciousness!

"The small family should have the awareness of slaves! If you fight unnecessary, you can only accelerate your destruction!" The young men of the two snorted coldly, glanced at the two brothers who were hugging each other, turned around and wanted to leave!

Yu Han clenched his fists, his nails were deeply embedded in his palms, and blood flowed. However, at this moment, a crisp sound of shattering came, and the jade slip in his arms turned into pieces at this moment.

At the same time, Yu Han's body began to tremble violently, and a thin and undetectable light penetrated into his body.

Then, a sword light suddenly rushed out from the middle of his eyebrows, flashing through the void.

The eyes of the two immortal disciples flashed, and they were surprised. This kid had been destroyed by his dantian and his true energy was completely destroyed. How could he stimulate such a sharp sword energy?

Yu Han suddenly smiled, reflecting his pale face, and this smile seemed increasingly cold.

He finally knew why this jade pendant resonated with him whenever he was in pain.

It is not a resonance with oneself, but a resonance with sword soul.

Because in addition to sealing a set of health-preserving techniques, there is also a shocking memory in the jade pendant.

In that memory, there was also a young face, with blood stains on the white clothes, and a hint of solemnity in the embarrassment.

At his feet, a corpse was lying, with his eyebrows pierced, his eyes wide open, and he was hideous and terrifying.

In his palm, a small sword with a flashing light was emitting a sharp aura and a bloodthirsty murderous intent.

That is his sword soul!

It's Sword Soul again!

Yu Han saw the young man slowly walking to a young man covered in blood, and a gentle smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He pressed the sword soul on the boy's chest and went in.

"Life well for me, junior brother!"

Yu Han's whole body trembled violently. He saw Yu Fei, who was pale in his arms, and at this moment, he was filled with unswerving tenderness.

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

In this memory, not only does it record the sadness and helplessness that are exactly the same as yourself, but it also has an unknown magical power.

The young man used this magical power and eventually killed an opponent several times stronger than him.

The name of this set of magical powers is called Zhaipo!

Pick the martial spirit and burn the boat!

He stripped his martial soul from his body and released the last blow through the great power of heaven that the martial soul burst out.

Using this magical power can certainly obtain the maximum power of the moment just like a flash in the pan, but after picking the soul, even if the martial spirit is not destroyed, it cannot return to its original body.

People are ruined!

And like Yu Han, he lost his dantian and picked his martial soul, but he only ended up with one!

Death will disappear!

The aura around Yu Han was rising, and a sword light burst out from the Baihui acupoint above his head, soaring upwards!

The sword light was suspended above Yu Han's head, and the misty light flashed unsteadily, and finally condensed into a small sword about a foot long, emitting an unparalleled sharp aura!

Yu Han's eyes were red, and he slowly poked out his arm, and actually grabbed the small sword!

"This is...Sword Soul!" The two young men from the Immortal Sect changed slightly, and they all looked at Yu Han's head.

"Buzz--"

The sword energy was scattered, and the aura above his head was shattered in an instant. He opened his mouth and spewed out a mouthful of blood, his face pale as paper.

However, a hint of madness was grinning at the corner of his mouth!

"Zai Po! Are you crazy?" A young man from the Immortal Sect roared. As a disciple of the Supreme Immortal Sect, he naturally knew this technique and knew more about what it meant.

The other man quickly retreated and shouted anxiously: "Go away!"

However, at this moment, the sword soul in Yu Han's palm had already flew out of his hand, dragging a long string of tail lights, and shooting towards a young man in the Immortal Sect!

"You--" The disciple of the Immortal Sect raised his hand and slapped the sword spirit!

"Can you block it?" Yu Han's voice was extremely cold. This sword spirit containing the rage of the sky instantly penetrated the palm of the immortal disciple, and then flashed through his eyebrows!

The disciples of the Immortal Sect widened their eyes, the bright red brow gradually widened, and their pupils began to dissipate!

He didn't understand how an unknown young man who was abandoned by his senior brother would have the courage to make such a choice?

As he fell to the ground with a fall to the sky, another disciple of the immortal sect who had already escaped to the door sacrificed a magic weapon, rising in the storm, facing the chasing sword soul!

"Buzz--"

The light exploded!

In the splashing energy, a big arm flew out and fell to the ground with the screams of the disciples of the Immortal Sect!

Yu Han's face turned pale a little again, and he took a blow to pick the soul.

Only one blow!

This strike killed an immortal disciple and seriously injured another person. His strength was vented and he lost his invincible sharpness!

The seriously injured disciple Fei fled like a little bit!

Yu Han reached out and rolled up the sword soul that flew backwards, and did not chase the other party!

Since the soul has been removed, it is standing with the body. The sword soul in his hand is flashing with a faint light, but it can no longer return to the body!

However, the moment Yu Han picked up the Wu Po, he didn't think about putting it back into his body!

He held the sword soul and walked towards Yu Fei who was unconscious!

The great elder supported Yu Zhanyuan and looked at Yu Han with complicated eyes: "Yu Han!"

"The power of the sword soul should be seen by the strong men in the martial arts hall. As long as they are not stupid, they can ensure that the Yu family is safe!"

Then he squatted in front of Yu Fei and continued, "This matter is all about me and has nothing to do with the family!"

The Great Elder stumbled at the corner of his mouth twice, but he couldn't say a word!

Yu Han pressed his palm against Yu Fei's chest and pressed the sword soul in his hand in! His younger brother was destroyed by Wu Po, so he could only recover by giving him a Wu Po.

The reason why he chose to pick the soul was because of this. In addition to picking the soul, he also planted the soul. From then on, his younger brother will carry all his hopes and reach the peak.

Yu Han showed a hint of relief at the corner of his mouth, and at the same time he said the same thing as the boy in white in the jade pendant: "Life well for me, brother!"

Two lines of hot tears rolled down on my chest. A light lit up at the original position of the sword soul, flashed and disappeared quickly.

Yu Han did not notice this abnormality. He wiped off the tears, got up and walked to the corpse of the immortal disciple, bent down and held his ankle, and dragged it out of the Yu family!

His back was stretched for a long time, but he didn't look back.

There were seven people who took action a year ago, including six young disciples from the Immortal Sect, and one of them was their Taoist protector!

Now that you kill and hurt, the resentment in your heart is slightly calmed down, but it is difficult to relieve it all.

A long string of blood followed him, shocking, and many people who saw this scene fled.

No one knew what happened, but the murderous aura on this young man had a kind of terrible heart from the bottom of his heart.

"Under my current situation, it is difficult to ambush them together, but the Taoist protector must die!" Yu Han's pale face showed a little blush.

He coughed twice gently, coughed up two shocking red lips, and looked up at the sky: "So, this last method is left to you!"

"Liao Fan is dead!" In the martial arts lecture hall, a middle-aged man suddenly stood up, with murderous intent spreading between his eyebrows.

"The Yu family is so bold. In this way, this family doesn't have to exist!"

His figure disappeared instantly.

Almost at the same time, a white figure slowly stepped out from the stone gate on the Fairy Peak of the Martial Arts Hall that had not been opened for a long time, looking up at the long-lasting sword energy above the sky.

"What a powerful sword intent! In Qizhou, there are disciples who can condense such sword spirits, which is a blessing in Qizhou!"

"Congratulations to the Lord of the Hall for coming out of seclusion!" Several elders from the martial arts lecture hall landed in front of him and bowed.

The White-Clothed Hall Master pointed to the sword intent on the top of his head: "Where did this sword intent come out? Can it be found which disciple is?"

An elder paused and gritted his teeth and said, "It's the Yu family."

The master smiled at the corner of his mouth: "Go and bring him, I will personally accept him as his disciple!"

The elders were all silent, and no one said a word.

The master frowned slightly and glanced at the elders: "What are you hiding from me?"

The elder who spoke before finally gritted his teeth and said, "A year ago, the sword soul appeared in the Yu family, but later, the young man was deposed by the disciples of the Xuanzong of the Immortal Sect. A few days ago, another Dragon Soul disciple appeared in the Yu family, but still..."

"Then what are you doing?" The voice of the hall master became a little cold.

The elder stumbled twice and said, "The Xuanzong has a protector who follows him, who is arrogant and domineering, and the disciple who took action seems to have an extraordinary origin..."

"Damn it!" The master shouted angrily, but his figure disappeared from the spot first.
Chapter completed!