Chapter 61 (1/2)

Han Jue can't help but open his eyes when he hears Guan Yougang's words.

Guan Yougang was looking at him from the top of the mountain several miles away, hunting in white. He was confident.

Han Jue opened the border when he was in the middle of the robbery, so the pressure of the robbery was not so terrible, which led Guan Yougang to feel that Han Jue was lonely.

"Well, I didn't come early, but I came at this time."

Han Jue shakes his head and laughs, and continues to consolidate his accomplishments.

Four days later.

Han Jue's cultivation is completely stable, and his six spiritual powers are far more than before.

He got up and stepped into the air, the direction of which was Guan Yougang.

Guan Yougang can't wait a long time.

He didn't want to be polite, so he took out a sword and rushed to Han Jue.

During the flight, he quickly cast the spell with both hands.

His whole body's spiritual power was mobilized, so that his robes kept stirring.

"As long as I defeat him, I will become the leader of yuqingzong! When the time comes, younger martial sister Xixuan will marry me! "

Guan Yougang's eyes are hot. Thinking of the bright future, his whole life is ignited.

He is ready to show his latest understanding of the peerless magic power, directly to the other side!

Whew!

A burst of air!

Sword spirit!

Guan Yougang's pupil dilates, subconsciously wants to resist.

However, this sword is too fast!

It's too late for him to react!

Poof!

Jue refers to the spirit of the divine sword, which directly penetrates Guan Yougang's abdomen and scatters the spirit power in his body.

Guan Yougang vomited blood and fell out, just like a kite with broken line, falling on the hillside.

After landing, he covered his abdomen and couldn't help vomiting another mouthful of blood.

The breath of his whole body was instantly withered.

What's the matter!

"How could..."

Guan Yougang, like being struck by lightning, stares at Han Jue who is walking towards him.

Han Jue, wearing the golden cicada Xuanshen robe, has an amazing temperament. His head is covered with Hanjun's glass crown, his waist is wrapped with a small heaven and earth belt, and his feet are wearing nine star stepping boots. Guan Yougang didn't feel much when he was meditating before.

Now look at Han Jue, he only thinks that the immortal has come down to earth.

Especially the perfect picture, if there is a fairy in the world.

It should be.

wait!

What am I thinking?

Guan Yougang suddenly woke up, followed by endless frustration.

He can't even catch the other side's sword

Ridiculous

Before, he even wanted to beat the other side with a smile, but he was defeated by the other side

At this moment, Guan Yougang wanted to find a crack in the ground.

Han Jue fell in front of him.

Guan Yougang lowered his head and was so ashamed that he did not dare to see Han absolutely.

Han Jue said softly, "don't lose heart. You are strong enough. You just picked the wrong opponent. The whole yuqingzong is worthy of my hand."

The voice fell, and Han Jue disappeared in the same place.

Guan Yougang is stunned.

He did not feel that the other party was bragging, but had a little comfort.

"Elder beheader... How strong are you..."

……

Han Jue quickly left the demon world, and did not stay in the inner gate city.

Back to the mountain where he was.

He had an idea all of a sudden.

He came to the foot of the mountain in a flash.

With his right hand, the earth rises and quickly condenses into a stone tablet.

Han Jue took the finger as the pen and put the characters on the stone tablet.

Four words.

Hard work makes an immortal!

This is the name of the mountain.

Hard work makes a fairy mountain.

Han Jue smiles with satisfaction and returns to the mountain.

Black prison chicken and chaos dog are still practicing.

Xing Hongxuan didn't know where she was, but she was not in the cave.

Han Jue chatted with black prison chicken and chaos dog for half an hour, then returned to the cave.

Meditating on the bed, Han Jue takes out his Hongmeng sword.

The whole body of the sword is red, and there is a trace of black grain, which makes the sword look more extraordinary.

Holding this sword, Han Jue feels close for no reason.

He infused the spirit into the sword.

Boom——