Fortunately, she asked more why, simply and ignorantly.
At that time, Han Yu told her that the sword was called Lieyan and did not belong to the human world.
No one of his ancestors could have used it, so he kept it in the family treasure house. Until more than ten generations have passed, no one remembers such a sword again.
The existence of the flame has also become one of the important inheritance of the head of the family.
Han Xi raised her eyes and looked at Han Hao. It was really difficult to deal with the guy in front of her who used the Qingfeng sword, but…
“Hahaha… Why? I found that I couldn’t win, so I was waiting to die!” Han Hao saw that Han Xi was just defending, dodging and not attacking, and shouting happily and frantically.
Using mysterious power to control the Qingfeng Sword to attack, the Qingfeng Sword was even more powerful. I saw the Qingfeng Sword like a beast walking out of the cage, constantly flying into Han Xi’s body’s fatal hole.
Han Xi didn’t care about Han Hao’s clamor and sarcastic words, and his body flashed beautifully, and he steadily avoided the attack of the Qingfeng Sword every time.
However, every time I saw it, others were frightened, because every time, the Qingfeng sword was a little short of piercing into her body…
Gradually, the Qingfeng sword seemed to slow down, and Han Hao’s face became ugly.
The fight on the stage has also entered a period of no longer chasing and hiding, but is becoming increasingly fierce here.
Han Hao seemed to have played enough with Han Xi. Suddenly, he shouted loudly, and then activated the Qingfeng sword and stabbed Han Xi’s life gate.
Seeing the Qingfeng Sword like a poisonous snake that was about to penetrate Han Xi’s beautiful face…
At this time.
Han Xi’s hands were all covered with silver needles. The seemingly fine and effective thing actually blocked the attack of the Qingfeng Sword. The Qingfeng Sword could not break the protective barrier of the Silver Needle.
Han Hao began to sweat on his forehead at this moment, and his expression seemed a little weak.
Suddenly, Han Xi’s breath changed, and he gently raised his silver needle with his hands and turned like a small sharp blade, and suddenly flew towards Han Hao like silver rain.
“Ah…” Han Hao looked at the flying hidden weapon, constantly urging his body’s mysterious power to provide the Qingfeng Sword, and used this to manipulate the Qingfeng Sword to repel the enemy.
Unfortunately, the Qingfeng Sword seemed to be unable to follow the numerous silver needles, and a loophole did not block the hands and feet of the two silver needles flying towards Han Hao.
“Hide!” The second elder Han Ting’s voice changed. He knew that his son Han Hao was no longer able to do anything at this moment and was no longer Han Xi’s opponent.
Everyone widened their eyes, including Han Zhen, and also looked at the scene in front of them.
This is the first time I have seen a silver needle as a weapon in the Han family, and it is used so wellI’ve never seen it before.
At this moment, he was more concerned about whether Han Hao could fight back and whether he could defeat Han Xi.
“Puchi!” The silver needle instantly pierced into Han Hao’s wrist and the knee of his left foot.
Suddenly, Han Hao went to balance and knelt on the stage, and could no longer hold a sword.
“Wow… Han Hao was defeated! He was defeated with the Qingfeng Sword!”
An incredible voice broke out on the field in an instant, and many young cultivators stared at Han Xi with wide eyes, and their eyes were full of fanatical expressions.