The host, she is becoming beautiful every day

Chapter 650

In just a few seconds, thousands of auras suddenly gathered in the sky above the Tianyuan Secret Realm!
If they can't contract this spirit sword within the time of a cup of tea, they will probably attract the monks from the entire Tianyuan Secret Realm!
This is the truth that all four people present understand!

Hua Wanwan's eyes were also startled, she had been coveting the spirit treasure of this secret realm, seeing the turmoil caused by the spirit sword now, how could she not guess the grade of this sword, maybe it will be the top grade at the very end!

It would be even better if it was a fairy artifact left behind before Da Neng crossed the catastrophe!

Hua Wanwan couldn't care less about fighting with Yan Hanzhou at the moment, and she was quickly taken advantage of by Yan Hanzhou due to other distractions!

It was too late to say it, but then it was too late, the young man quickly sacrificed his magic weapon, and an invisible sky net bound the body of the witch in red in an instant.

"you lose!"

"..."

Feeling the invisible net of light wrapping her around, Hua Wanwan gritted her teeth, looking at the young man with extreme reluctance.

"You're just at the end of your strength right now, you're just holding your breath. Do you really think you can take over this ancient spirit sword with just the two of you, master and apprentice?"

……

"So what if you hold your breath? Victory is victory, and defeat is defeat. There is no need to use your words here!"

Yan Hanzhou cast a haughty glance at Hua Wanwan.

He walked with the sword, fell to the ground, and nodded to Su Qinghuan very respectfully.

"Master... this disciple is lucky enough to fulfill his mission."

"Well, well done."

Su Qinghuan nodded lightly. She has more important things to do at the moment, and she has no other thoughts to share with Yan Hanzhou.

And the young man looked at Su Qinghuan without even casting a glance at him, those dark peach blossom eyes became darker in an instant.

On the contrary, the demon girl who was temporarily bound by the sky net burst into laughter when she saw this scene.

"Xiao Langjun, it seems that your master really doesn't care much about you. So what if you win me? I'm afraid that in your master's heart, you are just a stepping stone for her to seize the ancient spirit sword. .”

"Shut up! If you don't want to talk from now on, I'll pull out your tongue."

Yan Hanzhou's eyes were as cold as ice, and his voice seemed to be covered with a layer of ice, which made him shiver instantly.

Hua Wanwan faced Yan Hanzhou's eyes like that. She had always been fearless in the Demon Realm except for the Demon Lord Jun Jiuyou, but at this moment, from the young man's eyes, the faces of their Demon Lords suddenly appeared.

No, just a brat, how can he compare with the Holy One? !

Hua Wanwan looked at the looming aura in midair, and the scarlet long sword full of mysterious patterns, her eyes showed a strong desire to salivate.

……

And Su Qinghuan had been silently paying attention to the location of the spirit sword in this world. Now, not long after the spirit sword appeared, the white-clothed fairy kept reciting the formula silently.

Su Qinghuan floated into the air, and made a formula with bare hands, arousing spiritual energy from all directions, and formed a hidden spirit array in reverse.

In an instant, the surrounding area, which was originally shaken by the ground, became much quieter in an instant.

"It turned out to be the long-lost Hidden Spirit Formation..."

Ye Bingqing, who was meditating at the side and adjusting his breath, felt that the mighty aura caused by the appearance of the ancient sword was suddenly suppressed, and when he thought about the ancient books he had read, he immediately understood what Su Qinghuan was preparing for.

"It can only be suppressed for a quarter of an hour."

Su Qinghuan explained calmly.

Perhaps it was because she used that formation, the ancient sword that was suppressed by the mighty aura trembled in the air in an instant, the sword body that was supposed to be extremely slender was actually in the narrow space where the aura was suppressed, Slash directly at Su Qinghuan!

"Master!—"

Yan Hanzhou's pupils shrank slightly, never expecting that Su Qinghuan would be in danger!
At the moment when the young man exclaimed, Su Qinghuan knew that this kind of ancient fierce sword needs to be sacrificed with blood, but he is definitely not suitable to be the No. 1 choice!
So, without even thinking about it, Su Qinghuan quickly pulled the young man beside her and pushed him out!

This spirit sword is bound to let Yan Hanzhou recognize its owner with a drop of blood. If it is contaminated with her breath, as long as she does not die, it will definitely increase the difficulty for Yan Hanzhou to contract the spirit sword!

……

And this scene instantly misunderstood everyone present.

Ye Bingqing's pupils trembled when he saw his sweetheart being pushed out mercilessly.

"Immortal Venerable, you—"

And Hua Wanwan laughed contemptuously.

"Unexpectedly, you cultivators shouted all kinds of high-sounding slogans loudly, but in the end you let your apprentices use them as human sandbags to die for you."

……

There was also a trace of pain in the young man's eyes. He never minded getting hurt or even dying for Su Qinghuan, but if that person pushed him to hell with his own hands, who would accept it? !
"Master..."

Yan Hanzhou muttered in a low voice, at this moment it was hard to describe whether it was hatred or love that lingered in his chest, but looking at Su Qinghuan's ethereal face like a fairy, he was reluctant to part with it.

Either way...

If this is what Master wants, then he will fulfill her...

Seeing the light and shadow of the spirit sword keep getting bigger and pressing towards him, Yan Hanzhou closed his eyes, and resolutely went towards the spirit sword with an appearance of sacrificing his life for righteousness!

……

Seeing this scene, the female swordsman Ye Bingqing in blue couldn't bear to close her eyes.

Hua Wanwan's pupils widened.

However, the situation that everyone imagined did not happen at all, not even the situation where Yan Hanzhou thought that the spirit sword was about to cut his head off.

"Hanzhou! Quickly recognize the Lord with blood!"

Almost accompanied by that slightly anxious cry, Yan Hanzhou suddenly opened his eyes, and saw that the spirit sword was imprisoned by a long white whip when it was still a short distance away from him!
"The magic whip and the hidden spirit array can't last long, what are you doing in a daze, the quick blood deed recognizes the master!"

Su Qinghuan shouted hoarsely.

She was already suffering from an old illness, and it was really not easy to mobilize [-]% to [-]% of the spiritual power in her body at this moment.

Fortunately, this spirit sword has not yet fully aroused its fierceness, she can still suppress it for a while!
……

Yan Hanzhou never expected that the white-clothed immortal would have such a plan.

When he saw Su Qinghuan suppressing the ancient spirit sword with the magic whip, the young man's heart was agitated. He was indescribably excited and surging. It turned out that the master really cared about him.

The young man murmured absently.

"Master... this spirit sword is more suitable for you..."

Seeing that Yan Hanzhou wanted to give up the spirit sword to him almost without thinking, Su Qinghuan was even more speechless.

"What are you still doing in a daze! This spirit sword is extremely strong and not suitable for being a teacher, you should quickly recognize the master, if this hidden spirit formation dissipates, it will be too late!"

When Yan Hanzhou heard the words, his heart was sour and moved.

He gritted his teeth, cut his palm open immediately, and blood drops quickly dripped on the spirit sword.

……

And just at this time, Hua Wanwan finally broke free from the shackles of that day's snare.

No matter how much she likes Yan Hanzhou's skin, it's just a superficial look at the first meeting, and there is no deep emotional accumulation.

At this moment, she is absolutely unwilling to let this treasure fall into the hands of Yan Hanzhou!
"go to hell!"

Hua Wanwan shot out a soul chasing nail with eyes wide open, whistling towards Yan Hanzhou's heart!

This young man is at the end of his strength, if Yan Hanzhou dies, she will take the spirit sword as her own, and take advantage of the chaos to escape quickly!

"Han Zhou, be careful—"

Su Qinghuan's pupils widened, she never thought that Hua Wanwan would do this!
At this moment, the little fox is struggling to maintain the hidden spirit array, unable to concentrate on mobilizing spiritual power to attack. In desperation, Su Qinghuan subconsciously pushed the boy away, and stood in front of Yan Hanzhou——

(End of this chapter)