When Han Xuandao looked at the pinhole in his palm, he knew that he was deceived. He had already felt a heat flow rushing upward from his palm and his arm, and he felt that he was about to reach his shoulder. At this time, Han Xuandao had no time to resist. He stuck out his right hand and grabbed his left shoulder. He shouted fiercely, and actually pulled down his left shoulder. When blood was spewing out of his shoulder, Han Xuandao had thrown away his broken arm, and his right finger was like lightning, hitting several acupoints on his left shoulder. The splattered blood soon stopped.

After this major change, Han Xuandao's face remained calm, but the murderous intent in his eyes became stronger. He looked at Bu Sugan first, and saw that Bu Sugan was lying on the ground at this time. His two naked arms were no longer inch of intact skin, and his flesh was blurred. White bones had appeared in many places. The famous general of Feng Kingdom, who was once in a while, was already dying.

Mu Xin fell heavily to the ground. He was no better than the other three masters, and he could not even compare with Han Yuan, who had practiced the "Eternal Life Sutra". He was hit by Han Xuandao's rage. The powerful energy had completely destroyed the tendons and veins in his body. In the countless pores on Mu Xin's body, blood actually overflowed like beads of sweat. When Han Mo robbed him, Mu Xin had become a bloody man alive.

The blood flowed from Mu Xin's mouth, and there was a look of pain in his eyes, but he was still firm. When he saw Han Mo coming, he smiled and said with a trembling voice: "Director... Director, I am humble... I am lucky to be humble and my fate..."

Seeing his injury, Han Mo knew Huitian was powerless, so he stretched out his hand and held his hand and sighed: "You have done a good job, Gongyan's subordinate... There is no coward, you are worthy of the name of Red Eagle!"

Mu Xin breathed rapidly, and blood was overflowing from the pores on his body, but he still held on and said, "Minister...Minister lurked to this day. In order to win the trust of him, he killed...man...Don't blame me...!"

Han Mo shook his head and said, "If you want to get something, you always have to lose something. No matter whether you live or die, you are a member of my Xihua Hall!"

Mu Xin showed a gratitude on his face, and suddenly a mouthful of blood was spurted out. His body twitched twice, and he could no longer move. His eyes were still open, but the expression on his face seemed very calm.

Han Mo stretched out his hand, closed his eyes for Mu Xin, then got up, looking at Han Xuandao, who had already broken his arm and was a little embarrassed.

Han Xuandao's expression was cold and terrifying. His eyes moved to Han Mo's hands, and then he realized that Han Mo's hands were actually wearing black back condoms.

Just now, Han Mo slapped Mu Xin on the shoulder with nothing to do. He slapped it on it but was pierced by a poisonous needle. He knew he had been fooled. Han Mo had always worn black gloves on his right hand, and his acquaintances were used to it. Although Han Xuandao was scheming, he was not a god after all, but he ignored this. Thinking about it now, Han Mo probably had a plan for both hands. If nothing unexpected happened, Han Mo would have known Mu Xin's true identity before entering the palace.

Han Xuandao was very angry.

Since the rise of the Han family and Han Xuandao took over the power, there have been so many people who have joined him. Mu Xin was one of the first subordinates to join him.

In fact, Mu Xin defected, with Han Xuandao's temperament, he naturally would not believe it. He secretly sent someone to understand Mu Xin's background clearly, and even found out that Mu Xin had some grudges with Han Mo at the beginning. After that, he tried Mu Xin very much, and Mu Xin was really like a dog, pointing to whoever bites whom, and was even more merciless to the people in the Xihua Hall. It was precisely because of this that Han Xuandao's guard gradually disappeared and he began to reuse Mu Xin.

But he never expected that after countless trials, Mu Xin, who gradually trusted him, was the deepest nail that Han Mo had laid.

At this time, in addition to anger, he felt a sense of frustration.

Over the years, he has been deliberately plotting against the world and plotting countless powerful opponents under his command, and one powerful opponent after another fell one by one in his own calculations.

But when he was the most proud moment, he was plotted against a young junior, and he even lost one arm for this. The anger and frustration in his heart can be imagined.

But after his anger, he quickly returned to peace.

Busugan fell, Yan Xueji fell, Han Yuan fell, and even Mu Xin died, but Han Mo had not fallen yet.

Han Mo's face was cold. After knowing that Han Xuandao broke his arm, it was the time when he was greatly shocked in his heart, and it was also the best time for him to take action. His feet were like wind, and he rushed towards Han Xuandao with a blood copper stick.

A purple figure floated over, although there was only one arm left, Han Xuandao, who was furious, also showed the fear of a Qi realm master.

His five fingers were like dragon claws, as if he was suddenly exploring from the clouds and facing Han Mo's blood copper stick, as if he wanted to use the dragon claws to grab the blood copper stick.

Han Mo naturally would not let the blood copper stick be caught by him. He knew that Han Xuandao's energy was still above him at this time, and he fought head-on. He was eighteen years old and was not an opponent. The moment he met, he had already used Tai Chi step, and the blood copper stick in his hand was like a dragon like a cloud, unpredictable.

The figures of the two turned into two erratic shadows in an instant, intertwining in the Qianxin Palace at a speed beyond ordinary people's imagination.

Two figures flew in the Qianxin Palace like light. During the confrontation, the sound of wind and thunder could be heard faintly, and the clear sound of jade shattering was even more clear.

Bu Sugan was dying and his breathing was already very weak, and Yan Xueji was also panting lightly, her pretty face was pale, soft and powerless. At this moment, these two masters were no longer able to take action, and could only place all hope on Han Mo.

Nearly half of the more than ten huge jade pillars erected in Qianxin Hall were fragmented under the invasion of the energy, and the cracks were slowly spreading. The jade pillars could collapse at any time, and the entire Qianxin Hall could even collapse.

Han Yuan was hit by Han Xuandao just now, and most of his life was gone. He couldn't move his whole body for a long time, and his bones seemed to have a sense of fragmentation. He recovered for a long time, but his body could not move. After trying it, he could not get up at all. Seeing Han Mo and Han Xuandao fighting hard, he was unable to help for a while. He could only endure the severe pain in his body and slowly crawled towards the Sea King's halberd not far away, trying to hold the Han tribe's treasure again.

Han Mo was indeed very struggling at this time. Although Han Xuandao had lost one arm, Han Xuandao, who had only one hand, was still fierce and aggressive in offensive.

Han Mo's body had not completely recovered and could not fight against Han Xuandao's energy. Although he used the ghost of Tai Chi step to avoid Han Xuandao's sharp and ruthless attack, Han Xuandao's erratic figure was also elusive. In the shadow of the stick, Han Xuandao grabbed the blood copper stick with his bare hands several times.

"Bang!"

With a heavy and fierce sound, Han Mo only felt the blood copper stick in his hand tremble, and a huge force hit him, but it was Han Xuandao's attack with his right hand.

If it were an ordinary person who used his arms to fight against the Blood Copper Stick, the arm bones of his arm would probably be smashed by the Blood Copper Stick. However, Han Xuandao was in a fight and quietly gathered the energy in his body on his right arm. When he went out his right arm to fight against the Blood Copper Stick, the entire right arm was actually completely protected by the energy, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that it was a copper-skinned iron bone.

He knew that Han Mo's energy was weaker than him at this time, and he tried every means to fight Han Mo's energy. His attack was obviously a conspiracy. The blood copper stick in Han Mo's hand flew out of his hand during this heavy blow, and Han Mo's body seemed to be pushed back by a huge force, and he finally sat on the ground.

Han Xuandao did not stop this time, but did not continue to attack Han Mo. Instead, he turned around and rushed towards Yan Xueji and said sternly: "You designed to harm me, I want you to watch this woman die before you die... Let you die with your eyes open!"

Just now, Yan Xueji called Han Mo "little bastard", and she accompanied Han Mo to Yanjing to take risks. Although Han Xuandao did not know the details, he had already seen that the relationship between the two was definitely not simple.

Because of his loss, Han Xuandao's resentment towards Han Mo could not be dissolved by just killing him. Thinking that Yan Xueji might have a deep relationship with him, he had to kill Yan Xueji who was unable to fight back first, and wanted to give Han Mo a heavy mental blow before killing Han Mo.

Han Mo was shocked by Han Xuandao's energy and sat down to the ground. He thought Han Xuandao would take advantage of the situation and had already pulled the sleeve arrow in his arm to block it. However, he saw that Han Xuandao did not attack him, but instead attacked Yan Xueji, who was unable to take action. He was extremely sad and angry. He stretched out his right hand, as if he wanted to grab Han Xuandao, but the distance was quite far and it was difficult to save him.

Yan Xueji saw Han Xuandao pounce on her like an eagle, but her pretty face was fearless, but she turned her head to look at Han Mo, with a faint smile on her beautiful face, and sighed quietly: "This time I was killed by you, a little bastard, and I will settle the score with you in the next life...!" Her snow-white face was calm, her beautiful eyes slowly closed, with blood on her lips, which was extremely sad and beautiful.

Han Mo's heart was as if he was shattered at this time, and his heart was filled with resentment that reached the extreme. He put his feet on the ground and tried his best to fly towards Han Xuandao, just trying his best to save Yan Xueji, but the distance was too far, and Han Xuandao's speed was faster than him. Seeing that Han Xuandao was about to put on Yan Xueji's head with one palm, Han Mo roared angrily: "Don't kill her..."

Almost at the same time, a strange phenomenon suddenly appeared on his outstretched right hand. The strange metal gloves worn on his right hand instantly split into pieces, and a golden light shot out from the tip of his ring finger.

The golden light was like a golden dragon that suddenly appeared. The entire Qianxin Palace was immediately reflected in a golden color. The dazzling light made Han Yuan, who had just obtained the Sea King's halberd, feel a stinging pain in his eyes and hurriedly closed his eyes.
Chapter completed!