Chapter 50 Field

The combined attack of seven extraordinary strong men is no joke. Wingdings: ♦︎♦︎⬧︎♦︎◆︎⌧︎♦︎♦︎□︎❍︎

Everything was annihilated wherever the seven people attacked.

Spiritual power of various colors exploded, like a gorgeous fireworks show.

The loud noise of the explosion spread throughout the entire royal city, and countless eyes were focused here.

Nichang had just dragged her tired body back to the mansion and fell into Qing'er's arms. Hearing this sound, she turned her head in horror and looked at the sky in the distance.

"Nichang, how are you? What happened outside?" Qing'er asked, and then immediately checked Nichang's injuries. She found that although Nichang had suffered more injuries, her injuries were not serious and she could recover as long as she rested well.

"Where is the young master?" Nichang's voice was a little weak, but the first person she thought of was Han Xu.

"The young master went out to save you alone. Why didn't you see the young master?" Qing'er asked back. She only knew that Han Xu went out, but she didn't know Han Xu's plan. Seeing such a big commotion outside, she was inevitably worried.

"The one who came to save me was the White Sword Demon. It turned out that he was the young master's friend. When I left, Senior Sword Demon had been surrounded by seven extraordinary strong men."

The two looked at the sky in the distance, their eyes full of worry.

At the same time, deep in the palace, Han Luoling felt this sudden shock, and his expression was a little confused.

Vaguely, she felt that something important was about to happen.

Beside her, the current Martial Emperor did not have the heroic spirit at the wedding. His attention always stayed on Han Luoling's back, and his eyes did not leave for a moment.

Lin Feng hurriedly walked out of the lobby of the Golden Sword Gate, and the four hall masters followed him, their expressions full of shock.

"Master, it seems that the strong men of the Worship Court have taken action." A hall master said. They have been operating in the royal city for a long time and naturally know the existence of the Worship Court.

"No matter who comes, there is no chance of survival under such a violent attack." Another person sighed.

The four of them were more of a spectator. It was rare to see a battle between extraordinary people, let alone a battle between eight extraordinary people.

At least in their decades of experience, which they thought was quite rich, they had never seen such a thrilling battle.

Lin Feng felt the wisps of sword intent coming from afar, and said in a profound manner: "It's not certain who will win or lose."

The four hall masters shook their heads with some disdain, thinking that such an obvious situation could be seen by a fool.

Although Lin Feng took the position of the master of the sect by force, the four hall masters did not really agree with him in their hearts.

"Should be dead." Behind Chang De, the extraordinary strong man who spoke before stared at the place where Han Xu was before.

The offensive of the seven people has not stopped yet, and the place is still submerged in the violent spiritual power.

But no matter who it is, it seems to be relieved.

If he is still alive, it is too against the sky.

Suddenly, Chang De and Zhang Tianming's expressions tightened, as if they had noticed something.

Chang De immediately retreated backwards, and while retreating, he shouted loudly: "Retreat quickly!"

However, before everyone could react, they saw a silver light penetrate the place where their spiritual power had just submerged.

Then came the second and third.

The silver light became more and more, and more and more dazzling.

Then, the spiritual power they had released before was like a cocoon being broken.

A crisp sword chant resounded through the world, and then everyone was shocked to find that the previously violent space suddenly became quiet.

A sword condensed by spiritual energy appeared out of thin air, like a scattered lotus blooming in the air.

In the blink of an eye, these swords covered the entire space where the battle took place, and each of them was surrounded by swords.

The sharp sword edge could pierce their vital points at any time, and even Chang De, who retreated first, did not have time to escape.

His eyes were full of shock and disbelief, and his face was no longer calm as before.

He exclaimed: "This is the domain."

Hearing his words, the other six people, including Zhang Tianming, showed extremely shocked expressions.

Domain, that is the magical power that can only be born after practicing the extraordinary skills to the highest level of unity of man and nature, and it is the realm that every extraordinary strong man dreams of.

It can be said that the extraordinary strong man with a domain and the extraordinary strong man without a domain are completely two levels, and they cannot be compared at all.

And it is not a simple matter to practice the extraordinary skills to the realm of unity of man and nature.

That is not something that can be achieved by hard practice. In addition to having a top talent, it also requires the coincidence of time, place and people to achieve it.

Even Changde, who ranks third in the Worship Court, has not reached the realm of unity of man and nature, which shows how difficult it is.

Based on Changde's knowledge, there are extraordinary strong men who have reached this realm in the Dawu Dynasty, but all of them are old men over 80 years old. How old is this white-clothed sword demon? It is estimated that he will not be more than 40 years old.

"What kind of talent does he have?"

In the center of the lotus formed by sword energy, a white figure stood proudly in the air. There was no trace of fighting on him, not even a wrinkle on the corner of his clothes, let alone injuries.

Han Xu looked at the seven extraordinary people coldly and said, "Do you still think you can stop me now?"

"Today, I don't want to add to the bloodshed. Don't follow me, or don't blame me for being ruthless with my sword."

After saying that, countless sword qi rose from Han Xu's feet, and his figure turned into a stream of light and fled in the encirclement of the sword qi.

As for the seven extraordinary masters, they could only watch helplessly, not daring to move even a finger, let alone catch up.

Until the sharp swords around them disappeared, they really dared to move.

"Chang Lao, what should we do?" One person asked.

"What else can we do? Fortunately, he has no intention of killing us, otherwise he can kill us all in a moment." Chang De said with lingering fear. When he thought that he actually attacked a strong man who was in harmony with nature, he couldn't help but be afraid.

"This matter must be reported to the great worshiper as soon as possible to see how he decides." After Chang De finished speaking, he said to Zhang Tianming, "Tianming, when will your dean come back?"

"The dean's whereabouts are erratic, and I don't know where he is?" Zhang Tianming was a little helpless. In the current royal city, the only two old seniors who can fight Han Xu are probably these two old seniors.

"The White Sword Demon is indeed a legendary strongman, and his reputation is well-deserved!" Chang De said, and disappeared into the sky in one step.

In the distance, a stream of light descended on the back alley, and Han Xu's figure walked out of the light and shadow.

He took out his original clothes from the basket and changed them, and then slowly walked out of the alley.

At this time, his steps were a little shaky. Obviously, this seemingly easy battle consumed a lot of his energy.

"It's the first time I use the domain, and I didn't expect it to be so tiring." Han Xu sighed. Although the power of the domain is strong, it consumes a lot of spiritual consciousness. Now his head is dizzy and he just wants to fall down and have a good sleep.

After Qing'er settled Nishang, she hurried out of the door holding the guqin. As soon as she opened the door, she ran into Han Xu's arms.

"What a hurry!" Han Xu scolded, but his voice was a little weak.

"Master!" Qing'er smiled as soon as she saw Han Xu, "You're back, are you okay?"

"Of course I'm fine." Han Xu said with a smile, "Is Nichang back?"

"Nichang has been back for a long time, why did you come back now?" Qing'er's eyes seemed to be shining, she thought of the huge sword-like green lotus in the sky just now, and asked with longing, "Master, the fight just now, it wasn't you?"

"You have a tofu in your head." Han Xu said bluntly, "How could it be me, how could this master go to such a dangerous place."

"What about you, Master?"

"Master, I haven't been out for many days. I saw that the weather was good, so I went around."

Han Xu finished speaking, and before Qing'er asked again, he said, "Now this master is tired and is going to bed. If you don't want to sleep with me, shut up and find something to do yourself."

"Master, do you want to?" Qing'er suddenly lowered her head shyly, and Han Xu wanted to slap himself.

It's really a pleasure to speak quickly, but it's a disaster if you keep speaking quickly.

Why do you always make yourself unhappy?

However, when the time is right, Han Xu swears that none of them can escape.