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Everyone was stunned when they heard this.

They looked at each other as if they had heard the funniest thing in the world and laughed at the same time.

There were more than ten cultivators that Gu Yue had called over. Even though there were quite a few that had left, there were still five cultivators left. Including Gu Yue, who had lost her physical body, there was a total of six. Other than Gu Yue, who was a late Earth Spirit Realm, the other four had already reached the late great perfection of the Earth Spirit Realm.

Looking at Han Yan, he only had early earthly spirit stage cultivation, if they really fought, no one would believe that Han Yan could win, after all, the gap between the two of them was too huge.

After everyone had finished laughing, Gu Yue coldly snorted and said disdainfully, "Your cultivation level is not high, but your tone is not small at all. "I would like to see how you will kill us all …"

Han Yan did not speak, and only touched the storage bag at his waist.

This action caused Gu Yue to back up ten meters. His face darkened as he said with a trembling voice, "You …" What are you doing? " He was indeed afraid of Han Yan. After all, when Han Yan struck out, not only did she shatter his physical body, she had even captured his primordial spirit. If Han Yan were to attack him again, he would only be scared out of his mind.

At this time, Mi Ge stood out and said in a clear voice, "Everyone, let me protect Brother Gu Yue. You must kill him as soon as possible." He was very smart. He did not make the first move, and instead observed calmly. Before meeting Han Yan, he had thought that he had the ability to kill him, but after seeing him, he couldn't help but change his mind.

Because for a cultivator, if he didn't have absolute confidence in killing everyone, there were only two possibilities for him to say something like this.

One was that there was something wrong with his head, and the other was that he was courting death.

No matter how he looked, Mi Ge did not feel that Han Yan was this kind of person. He even felt that he had underestimated the youth in front of him.

The other four coldly snorted, completely disregarding Han Yan as they patted the storage bag on their waists, and released it one after another.

The interesting thing was that the magic treasures of the four were exactly the same; they were all flying swords.

The flying sword whistled under the four people's watch and flew towards Han Yan at an astonishing speed, with the intent to kill Han Yan in one strike. However, when the flying sword arrived in front of Han Yan and was about to kill him, what happened next was something that they could not even dream about.

With a clang, the front most flying sword fell from the sky.

At the same time, the sword shattered, turning into dust and dissipating in the air.

Everyone's eyes widened in disbelief.

They were all cultivators, so they naturally knew that a magic treasure was instantly destroyed. If something happened, a magic treasure would land on it or attack it. But right now, Han Yan stood there motionlessly, he did not even use any spells, and did not even see the shadow of any treasures in the air, why did his flying sword suddenly fail for no reason?

Before the crowd could figure out the reason, another flying sword fell with a clang, and the result was the same.

This time, the remaining two cultivators were scared. They quickly spread out their divine senses and felt the sky. Before they could discover the reason, their magic treasures had already been destroyed. However, the moment the flying sword collapsed, one of the cultivators realized what was going on and cried out, "Flying sword! He's controlling a transparent flying sword! Be careful!"

Upon hearing these words, the crowd finally understood the reason. At the same time, he increased his vigilance and released all of his spiritual sense, sensing the surroundings.

Sure enough, just as the cultivator had said, a transparent flying sword was floating in front of Han Yan. Although it was only an inch long, its surface emitted a cold light. It was extremely sharp. Not only that, when the divine intents of the crowd landed on the sword, they could even feel waves of extremely cold air constantly emanating from it.

At this moment, everyone finally understood. Why was it that in a single exchange, the four flying swords were instantly destroyed? Firstly, the flying sword was too sharp, and secondly, the sword was filled with cold energy. They could all see that if they wanted the magic treasure to release cold air, they would have to add a precious Refining materials when refining the magic treasure, and this kind of material could only be found in the extreme ice.

Suddenly, all the puzzlement seemed to have been made clear. Han Yan stayed in the Arctic Icecap not because he wanted to avoid being hunted down, but to find ice crystals and refine a peerless flying sword that was a special magic treasure. Of course, the so called secret magics couldn't be broken in just a single encounter. If the material of the treasure exceeded that of the Deicide Sword, or if the treasure had been refined to the Sky Light Stage level or above, it would still be impossible to achieve, at most, leaving behind a few gaps.

Han Yan would definitely not give them any time to react.

With a move of Han Yan's consciousness, the Deicide Sword floating in front of him whizzed towards the polar ice pond's shore.

The Deicide Sword's speed was astonishingly fast, and its entire body was transparent. There was only one way to discover its flight path, and that was to have his divine sense firmly lock onto the sword's body. After the Deicide Sword flew to the side of the pond, it flew straight to a cultivator. The cultivator panicked and had no time to defend, he could only turn around and run.

In a flash, the Deicide Sword gave up on chasing after the cultivator and flew straight towards Huo Ge.

Huo Ge similarly did not resist as he quickly dodged to the side.

In just three short breaths, other than Mi Ge who was still standing by the pond, there was only Gu Yue.

The remaining four cultivators were floating in the north, south, east and west of polar ice pond. They had already made up their minds that they would run away the moment the situation turned sour.1

Mi Ge's expression remained calm, he glanced at the Deicide Sword and clapped. "Fellow Daoist Han is indeed powerful, I had thought that medicinal cauldron would be your Intrinsic Magic Weapon, I never thought that there would be such a peerless flying sword." As he said that, he formed a seal with his hands and waved his sleeves towards the sky. An enormous amount of energy flew from the cultivator and the space in front of him immediately became pitch-black, revealing the Deicide Sword.

Han Yan's brows moved, and said: "At most, you can make the sword appear, but you cannot break it."

"Haha, Fellow Daoist Han is right." Mi Ge acted as if he was not afraid of Han Yan's sneak attack and said without worry, "I am unable to shoot down your magic tool, but I can make the magic tool fall into my hands … …" As he said that, he patted the storage bag by his waist. With a flash of light, a bamboo basket appeared in front of him.

The basket was entirely yellow in color, and it looked as if it had been woven out of bamboo. Actually, that was not the case. Instead, it was refined using an extremely precious material. Han Yan could not tell what the specific materials were, but he was certain that he would not be looking for it on this treasure. Because in the instant he was summoned, Han Yan clearly felt a strange energy appearing from the basket of flowers.

"Fellow Daoist Han, I think you're someone important too. It would be a pity if you died here." Mi Ge held the flower basket and said unhurriedly, "How about this! As long as you give me the storage bag, I will let you go.

The corner of Han Yan's mouth curled into a cold smile. This kind of lie could even fool a three year old child, how could he deceive him? Even if he gave the storage bag to her now, she would not let him off. Han Yan's consciousness moved, the Deicide Sword suddenly accelerated, passing through the black mist and flying straight towards Mi Ge. In the blink of an eye, it arrived in front of him.

Mi Ge snorted, and then executed a technique on the flower basket. A light flashed from inside the basket, a strange energy was suddenly released, and instantly landed on the Deicide Sword. In the next moment, the Deicide Sword lost its ability to move. No matter how Han Yan tried to control it, he was unable to break free from the control of the energy.

Mi Ge shot a glance at the restricted Deicide Sword, and continued: "Fellow Daoist Han, I just said that this magical artifact of yours will fall into my hands." As he spoke, he made another hand sign. The Deicide Sword moved, but was controlled by the energy and flew towards the flower basket in his hands. Just as the Deicide Sword was about to fall into the flower basket, it suddenly stopped, releasing a buzzing sound, as if it was struggling with all its might.

"Eh …" Mi Ge's eyes flashed with surprise, and immediately said: "I never thought that your cultivation level would be so low, and the spiritual energy in your body would be so pure." He sighed and continued, "Unfortunately, your cultivation is too low. Otherwise, I really wouldn't have been able to subdue this flying sword. But now, it can only be mine. " He shot out with a low voice, and the energy released by the flower basket instantly expanded tenfold. With a flash, the Deicide Sword flew into the basket.

At this time, Han Yan could clearly feel that the Spiritual Sense Imprint left on the Deicide Sword were dissipating at an extremely fast speed. One must know that the current Deicide Sword was his own Intrinsic Magic Weapon. If his soul consciousness were to be erased, Han Yan would also be severely injured. In order to prevent this from happening, Han Yan's figure flashed, and went straight for Mi Ge. He wanted to grab the flower basket before his consciousness was erased.

Mi Ge had obviously seen through Han Yan's motive. With a hearty laugh, he grabbed Gu Yue's primordial spirit and flew up into the sky. His speed was not any slower than Han Yan's. Although he was unable to increase the distance between him and Han Yan, it was still impossible for Han Yan to catch up to him in a short period of time. If this speed continued, it would only take three breaths of time at most before the divine intent on the Deicide Sword would be completely erased.

"I never thought that this would be your Intrinsic Magic Weapon." As Mi Ge flew, he said with a smile, "That's good too. After I collect this treasure, it won't be too late for me to kill you …"

Han Yan stopped flying. The battle right now was much more difficult than he had imagined. His mind moved, locking firmly onto Mi Ge's body, and then, he raised his hand and suddenly pointed at Mi Ge. The moment his finger shot out, the sky went dark and the earth darkened. The energy of the world seemed to have instantly landed on his finger.

A purple light shot out from his finger at an astonishing speed, in the blink of an eye, it streaked across the sky and landed in front of Mi Ge.

Sensing that the technique contained an aura that could destroy souls, Mi Ge's face changed, and immediately stopped erasing the Spiritual Sense Imprint on the Deicide Sword. With a flick of his consciousness, he took out a jade token from the storage bag and crushed it. After the jade tablet exploded, it released a huge amount of energy that formed a huge sky-blue shield in front of him.

Mi Ge took a long time to refine this Jade Talisman. He was very confident in the defensive capabilities of his shield. With the same cultivation level, no matter how powerful the spells were, they would not be able to break it. But, when the Sky-Destructing Finger landed on him, Mi Ge's face became extremely ugly, before he could even cast any spells, a pa da sound came out, causing his shield to collapse.

Looking back at the Soul-Destructing Finger, it had become a little smaller, and it continued to rush towards Mi Ge's chest without slowing down at all.

At such a close distance, Mi Ge simply had no time to resist. In a panic, he could only circulate his spirit energy at full power and block the Soul-Destructing Finger from entering his dantian. The spirit energy in Mi Ge's body was also very pure, and barely managed to defeat the Soul-Destructing Finger. At the same time, he felt a sweet sensation in his throat as he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Mi Ge wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said in shock, "I didn't think that you would have such a spell …"

Han Yan ignored his words, stared at Mi Ge, and said sinisterly: "Hand over the flying sword, or else - death!"

Mi Ge sneered, and said sarcastically: "You're also an intelligent person, don't you think it's a little laughable to say something like that?" In the last battle, not only had he been at a disadvantage, but he had also been slightly injured. In that situation, if he handed over the Deicide Sword, he would die even faster. If he fought with all his might, he might have a chance of winning.

However, Gu Yue didn't think so. Seeing that Mi Ge was severely injured, she felt that the odds were against him. She hurriedly sent a sound transmission to him, "Brother Mi Ge, you should give him the flying sword! He who keeps his promise, may be able to let us go. " He believed that as long as he returned the Deicide Sword to Han Yan, he would definitely be able to leave this place alive. But he had forgotten, how could Han Yan play the same trick twice?

Mi Ge snorted, and said disdainfully: "Pu * * y, do you really think that by giving him the flying sword, he will let us go?" He turned to Han Yan, and spoke sinisterly: "Brat, I admit that you're very powerful, but you're too naive to want to kill me like this." With that, he formed a spell sign with his hand and shouted, "Falling — Stone — Throw — Fall!"

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