Chapter 715: If You Draw Your Sword Late

At this moment, Ximen Bo's throat trembled slightly, and a drop of cold sweat quietly slid down his forehead.

Feeling the cold touch from the back of his head, he was completely stunned.

A great sword immortal was actually held against the back of his head with a sword. Is there anything more ironic than this?

The answer is yes.

"Han Xu, what do you want to do?" Ximen Ruochi asked with a fierce pressure. His voice was very penetrating. Han Xu only felt that his consciousness was pierced like a needle, and his mind was rumbling.

But then, Han Xu's mental power was full, and the mental power in his sea of ​​consciousness condensed into a sword, which made his mind clear.

After spending a few months in the Hidden Gate, Han Xu's strength naturally reached a new level. If he had no power to resist the strong men of Ximen Ruochi's level before going to the Hidden Gate, then now, he already has the strength to fight with them. At least in the case of fighting alone, there is no problem in saving his life.

Hard power is the biggest confidence for him to dare to break into Wanmei Villa today.

Han Xu looked directly at Ximen Ruochi and said, "I want to ask, what do you want to do in Wanmei Villa? Kill people to silence them?"

Except Ximen Ruochi, the other sword immortals all looked dignified, especially Wan Qianchou.

In order to preserve the reputation of Wanmei Villa as the world's number one sword in this competition, they used some dishonorable means on Han Xu before Han Xu and Ximen Wudi fought, and even in this situation of having all the advantages, Ximen Wudi still lost.

Sword cultivators, especially high-level sword cultivators, should have a righteous heart that would rather break than bend. If they lose, they lose, just admit it.

But now Ximen Ruochi actually wants to kill people to silence them. In order to preserve the false reputation of Wanmei Villa as the world's number one sword, they actually want them to lower their status to attack a junior.

Killing Han Xu did temporarily maintain the reputation of Wanmei Villa as the world's number one swordsman, but what difference does this make to those villains? The pure swordsmanship will be lacking. Once the swordsmanship is covered in dust, there will be no further progress in cultivation.

"You don't need to use words to squeeze, you are a smart person, you should know that I can't let you leave this villa safely today." Ximen Ruochi said.

"Aren't you afraid that I will drag him down with me?" The black iron heavy sword made a low sword chant, and Ximen Bo was shocked to spit out blood, and his whole breath was much weaker.

Obviously, Han Xu took Ximen Bo as a hostage, and when Ximen Bo realized his situation, an unprecedented sense of humiliation instantly surged into his heart.

A dignified sword immortal, a figure who was a force to be reckoned with in the Tianqing Realm and even the entire upper realm, was actually taken hostage by a junior to threaten Wanmei Villa. If this matter were to spread, not only would he be ashamed to see people, but the entire Wanmei Villa would also be ridiculed by the world.

"Han Xu, you'd better kill me with one sword, otherwise I, Ximen Bo, will take your head even if I chase you to the ends of the earth." Ximen Bo said angrily, his voice trembling.

Han Xu ruthlessly reminded him, saying: "It's okay, you're just a defeated general."

"You..."

"Let him go, I'll give you a quick death." Ximen Ruochi's cold voice came, and the void near him was already full of sword energy, and each sword energy contained the power to kill the realm of creation in seconds.

It was as if as long as there was a disagreement, the thousands of sword energies would instantly drown Han Xu.

And Han Xu still just held Ximen Bo hostage with the black iron heavy sword. A faint golden Buddha light flowed all over his body. A fighting Dharma image enveloped Han Xu's body, and boundless pressure permeated, as if supporting a piece of heaven and earth, competing with Ximen Ruochi's sword energy.

The Douzhan Sutra had already been downloaded to the realm of unity of man and nature. With full power, Han Xu seemed to have transformed into an invincible fighting god.

Ximen Bo felt the strongest. The breath coming from behind him made this sword immortal feel an unmatched fear from the bottom of his heart.

Seeing that Han Xu could actually withstand his pressure, Ximen Ruochi's murderous intent became even heavier. Before, Han Xu was only a sword cultivator, and he had the power to capture the sword immortal alive. Now, with the Douzhan Sutra at the realm of unity of man and nature, I am afraid that even if several sword immortals attack together, they can't stop him.

Ximen Ruochi looked around and saw shock in the eyes of the other sword immortals. In that shock, there was also a strong sense of fear.

No wonder Han Xu could enter Wanmei Villa with a calm face. It was not because he was coerced by the three sword immortals and had no choice, but because he had enough confidence.

Even Ximen Ruochi, who had seen countless geniuses, could not help but admit that Han Xu was the most gifted genius he had ever seen.

Although Han Xu's name has not yet been included in the Fortune List, his strength is definitely in the top 20.

With this thought, Ximen Ruochi became more determined to kill Han Xu. Once such a person becomes an enemy, he must be killed before he is fully grown. Otherwise, if Han Xu is given a little more time, I am afraid that no one below the Supreme Supreme will be his opponent.

After making up his mind, Ximen Ruochi no longer hesitated. With a thought, thousands of sword energies poured down towards Han Xu.

He suddenly attacked without any signs. The wide range of the attack not only blocked all of Han Xu's retreat routes, but also covered Ximen Bo with his sword energy.

Ximen Bo's face was full of disbelief. He never thought that his elder brother, who had lived with him for hundreds of years, would take him as a sacrifice without hesitation. The other sword immortals also didn't expect that Ximen Ruochi's killing intention towards Han Xu had reached such a level that he didn't even care about Ximen Bo's life. Such a decisive moment made them feel more or less cold.

If he were in the other place, Ximen Ruochi would probably be more decisive.

All this was just to maintain the reputation of Wanmei Villa as the world's number one sword.

Han Xu also didn't expect Ximen Ruochi to be so decisive. He immediately pushed Ximen Bo forward, exerted his true energy with all his strength, held the Xuantie heavy sword in his right hand, and played the Wanjian Guizong. He clenched his left fist, and the seven-star acupoints shone. The incomparable force was transmitted and turned into a fighting fist.

At the same time, two different powers of Daoism rose from Han Xu's body, the Daoism of Sword and the Daoism of Fighting. One was fierce and fierce, and the other was unstoppable. Both Daoisms reached the realm of Tongqiao, intertwined and merged into the two attacks, meeting Ximen Ruochi's sword energy.

In an instant, it seemed as if the sky and the earth changed color and all things lost their voices.

The terrible airflow swept the entire space in an instant. At this moment, all the disciples who stayed in Wanmei Villa to practice felt an extremely powerful breath sweeping over. The disciples with low realms fainted directly and fell to the ground. Even those genius disciples in the middle and late stages of the Saint Realm had blood boiling in their hearts and chest tightness.

The violent shock lasted for a whole stick of incense before it subsided. Han Xu activated the unique skills of the two major techniques at the same time, and his face turned pale. At this moment, a dazzling sword light appeared in front of him.

Ximen Ruochi held a snow-white long sword, as if he had crossed the space, and stabbed Han Xu's chest with a sword.

It happened in a flash. Just as Han Xu was about to raise his right arm to block, a graceful figure broke through the space and stood in front of Han Xu. Then, there was the sound of a long sword piercing into the body.