Faced with the sense of oppression that was coming from strong, Han Yi did not resist at all.

But still looking down at the snowy night.

Looking into his fierce eyes.

The moment the soil and rocks exploded, Xue Ye suddenly raised her body, her eyes facing each other, and her face facing her.

Xue Ye's right hand stretched out and pressed on Han Yi's shoulder. With a muffled bang, the ground under Han Yi's foot collapsed, and the extremely powerful mind power surged higher and higher, causing the ground under Han Yi's foot to sink layer by layer.

Gu Shiyan shook away the temple monks with one sword, turned the sword edge and slashed towards Xueye.

Xue Ye pressed Han Yi's shoulder with his right hand, clenched his fist with his left hand, and rolled out with strong thoughts. With the punch he handed out, he exploded and bombarded Gu Shiyan's sword, knocking her and the sword directly away.

Teacher Xiong's index finger gently stroked, and Gu Shiyan fell lightly in front of him, but her face still turned pale in an instant, and scarlet blood overflowed from the corners of her mouth.

“A little strange.”

Teacher Xiong secretly smacked his tongue. Even if Xue Ye used too much mystical power, it should not be presented in this way, and the strength of that kind of mind was a bit incredible.

Xue Ye didn't care at all that Gu Shiyan was rescued by Teacher Xiong. Not to mention that Teacher Xiong did not attack him, he has now been deeply influenced by the shame that Han Yi brought to him.

"You want me to display all my abilities. Now that I have made you as I wish, what about you? Why are you so embarrassed? You resist!"

Han Yi's feet were deeply trapped underground, piled up by soil and rocks. The waves of oppression of his mind made his body particularly heavy, and blood was splattering from his pores, as if his whole body was about to be crushed.

But his expression did not change extra. He looked up at Xue Ye slightly and said in a light voice: "It turns out that you have practiced the first chapter of "Silks of Silkworms". It seems that Situ Chaoyuan treats you very well, but you abandoned him and left Zhongqing City, and your biological father was imprisoned. You didn't care at all. It's really cold-blooded."

Xue Ye's face twitched and said in a deep voice: "If you don't punish yourself, heaven and earth, I'm just doing what I should do, it's not your turn to teach you!"

Han Yi slowly raised his right hand. Although he was very slow, he finally raised his shoulders, grabbed Xue Ye's wrist, and said calmly: "Although it is a little different from what I expected, you still can't beat me."

Xue Ye's right hand suddenly exerted force, which made Han Yi's body sink a few inches again, and said viciously: "All that has reached this point, you are still very confident. Your realm is not higher than me, and you will be completely suppressed by my mental power. Even a great monk in the Xuanming Realm cannot escape. Where did you get the confidence that I can't beat you?"

Han Yi said lightly: "Your mental power is indeed very troublesome, but it is not enough to kill me directly. Even if the first chapter of "Silks of Silkworms" can replenish you with a steady stream of mental power, it will take time to crush me, and I will not give you that time."

It’s not Situ Chaoyuan on a snowy night.

His supernatural power is not as profound as Situ Chaoyuan.

Even if a great monk who is capable of suppressing the lower realm of Xuanming, or even a great monk who is capable of killing the lower realm of Xuanming, it needs to be delivered enough mental power. Xue Ye’s mind power is not enough at once, and his understanding of the first chapter of "Silksaw Scroll" is also not deep enough.

In the final analysis, it's just a half-baked one.

If it were a protracted battle, Xueye would naturally be invincible, but Han Yi had no idea of ​​spending time with him.

A sword energy burst out from Han Yi's body and pierced Xue Ye's body.

His mind power was much weakened in that moment.

Han Yi grabbed Xue Ye's wrist and swung Xue Ye directly out.

Slowly pulling out his legs, Han Yi staggered out of the deep pit.

But Xue Ye, who had been rolling on the ground for several rounds, gritted his teeth and pushed his palm at him. The same powerful mental power as before fell on Han Yi in an instant, making his steps that had just stepped out of the deep pit soften, and another deep pit appeared.

Blood emerged from Han Yijiu Bali.

He supported the ground with both hands, and a crisp sound, as if his bones were broken and his arms were twisted.

But he just groaned, then continued to exert force, shaking and standing up again.

Xue Ye looked at the shaking figure in some horror.

Han Yi was obviously suffering extremely severe trauma, but he was like an indestructible evil god.

"I have the first chapter of "Silksaw Scroll". Even if I don't have enough mental power to kill you at once, I can keep consuming it. As long as I don't give you a chance to fight back, I will still win in the end, and I can only be me!"

Xue Ye roared a little crazy.

Han Yi's body creaked, and blood was splattering like he didn't have money, but he still approached the snowy night at a very slow speed.

"I have experienced countless life and death. After the destruction of the Bu Er Cave, I am deeply trapped in a nightmare every day. I hold the sword of revenge tightly, and the enemies I face are stronger than me. I am seriously injured all the time, but I can survive every time, and this time, I will not die."

Gu Shiyan's eyes were red, and she turned to look at Teacher Xiong, "Senior..."

Teacher Xiong looked solemn.

He waved his hand gently at Gu Shiyan and said, "Death is a common thing for him. He used to sway in front of the gate of hell every day. If he died, he would have died many times. He had not killed Situ Chaoyuan and avenged Buerdong's blood revenge. If he could hold on, he would keep it. Besides, he had not been completely defeated yet, so let's watch it first."

Having said that, Teacher Xiong was actually worried.

But he was not as confused as Gu Shiyan because of Han Yi's temporary miserable appearance.

"You were lucky enough to survive before, but I will kill all your luck."

Xue Ye clenched the bone sword in his hand tightly. The speed of restoring his mind power in the first chapter of "Silksaw Scroll" was a bit slow. That was because he did not have a deep understanding of the first chapter. Although he was very qualified, he could not do it like Situ Chaoyuan, who could just understand the first chapter of "Silksaw Scroll" perfectly.

It is because Situ Chaoyuan had read the records of "Silks of Silkworms" in the Taoist Palace thousands of times, and because Situ Chaoyuan had a very profound understanding of Taixuan. The combination of understanding and experience is something that Xue Ye could not easily cross by relying on his talent alone.

What's more, he can quickly realize that the first chapter is enough to demonstrate his qualifications. If he wants to understand the first chapter thoroughly, it is not enough to have high qualifications.

High qualifications can only make him get started faster than ordinary people, and it takes time to understand them.

But no matter how slow the mental power he consumed was added to the first chapter of "Silksaw Scroll", it could greatly reduce the loss when he used his too mysterious mental power. Even if it was consumed, he was fully confident that he could consume Han Yi to death.

And the process doesn't seem to take too long.

His pride was rebuilt.

Again, it was the prince who was tall and above the snowy night.

Han Yi's understanding of the first chapter of "Silks of Silkworms" should be unparalleled in the world, and even his understanding of the second chapter is far higher than that of Li Mengzhou. Even if his body cannot withstand the oppression of too much mysterious power, it is difficult for him to be completely suppressed, and he still has a lot of room for counterattack.

His pace of progress never stopped.

Even if it is scarred, it is difficult to walk.

His expression didn't look too painful from beginning to end, and the biggest change was that he frowned.

Moving his footsteps in a relatively calm manner.

"I want to see how long you can last!"

In the past, it was because he used too much thought power to consume too much. In the process of releasing his thought power, he no longer had the power to attack. However, with the "Silks of Silkworms" offsetting the loss, Xueye himself did not have much restraint. He swung his sword and slashed out a sword energy.

Han Yi suddenly waved his sword while walking hard, and the sword energy disintegrated in front of him, forcing him to take a step back, but then he took another step forward.

He was accumulating strength in the dark.

Xue Ye's second sword attacked again.

There was a loud bang.

Han Yi's body was blown away like a cannonball, breaking more than a dozen big trees one after another.

The scope of suppression of Taixuanmian power is limited, so Xueye chased after him immediately, not giving Han a chance to breathe.

Han Yi, who had just stood up, was hit by a new huge wave, causing him to kneel on one knee.

Xue Ye stood three feet away in front of him, grinning and returning Han Yi's previous words, "Brother Han, what's wrong? Are you the only one who has this ability? Or you still have some reservations, I advise you to show your true skills, otherwise there will be no chance."

Han Yi lowered his head and chuckled, "You are so angry that you want to get your face back, it's ridiculous."

Xue Ye's forehead was full of blue veins, staring at Han Yi fiercely, swung his sword suddenly, slashing Han Yi to the ground, his skin was bursting, "You are the one who is really angry. No matter how much you want to hide it, your pretending to be calm will show your panic!"

Han Yi struggled to sit up from the ground, raised his eyes and smiled, "Your imagination is very good, but it is just your imagination. Don't attribute your imagination to me."

Snowy night with a gloomy face.

Han Yi's attitude made his mood that should have been refreshing became more depressing.

That's not the picture he wants to see.

"You're just pretending."

Xue Ye slashed another sword.

Han Yi raised his sword to block it, but he was still blown away, drawing a long distance on the ground, his body covered in blood and blood. He looked up at the sky and exhaled a breath of turbid air.

His arms were already unconscious, and his bones were showing signs of being pierced.

Snowy night is approaching him.

"It's not that good for me to abuse the useless. I've returned all the shame you gave me one by one, and I'll take your life with the next sword."

Han Yi sat up silently, stood up erectly regardless of his twisted arms, and said, "It's really enough."

He raised the Fuyao sword.

The sword energy that had been accumulating for a long time burst out with an extremely dazzling light.

The whole mountain was shaking.

Gravel on the ground hangs in the air.

In the shocked eyes of snowy night, it was like a storm sweeping over!
Chapter completed!