I Can Accumulate Proficiency, Starting from Alchemy

The next moment.

The black light shattered his eyes, pierced into his mind, and overwhelmed his will. The magic talisman that was shot downwards finally hit the broken arm, but when it poured into the spiritual talisman and was about to activate the magic power of the spiritual talisman, there was a sudden movement. scattered.

The talisman flickered slightly but failed to activate.

Pfft.

A flash of blood came out from the back of the middle-aged Confucian scholar's head.

His body stopped in place for half a breath before falling to the ground.

This is the third dagger. The Lihuo Sword Master has laid it out a long time ago. This is one of the last moves.

Han Yi did not stop his offensive and pointed sideways.

The first Blood God Sect monk who held the damaged Blood Soul Flag and exploded back more than ten meters, at this moment, his eyes widened in horror, and without even thinking, he turned around and ran away.

Die, die.

Shi Heng was dead. Those were the top ones among the eighth-level Qi-training brothers. Shi Heng, who could even kill ordinary ninth-level Qi-training brothers, died just like that. In an instant, the offensive was reversed.

At first it seemed that the disciples of the Xuan Dan Sect were just in a passive defensive situation, but after just one encounter, senior brother Shi Heng died immediately.

Horrible, too terrifying.

He suddenly recalled that in Tianqing City, in less than two breaths, this Xuan Dan Sect monk had killed two Blood God Sect members at the seventh level of Qi Training with the sixth level of Qi Training. The nightmare-like feeling of terror was exactly the same as at this moment.

"I hope this master, like Zaitian Qingcheng, will not hunt me down."

This lucky thought flashed across the monk's mind. The next moment, he felt a sharp pain in his neck. The sharp pain disappeared just as quickly as it came. Along with the sharp pain, his consciousness also disappeared.

Under the night, in the mountain forest, a dark light flashed, and the head rose into the sky. A headless body rushed out for more than ten meters, and hit a giant tree. There was a snap, and blood and flesh flew everywhere. He was shaken wildly by the impact. After ten breaths, the sound gradually disappeared and silence returned.

Han Yi stood there, his solemn expression calming down. He waved his hand gently, and the four daggers returned to him one after another, suspended in mid-air.

He looked at the two daggers used to attack the enemy. They were dark as usual and not damaged at all, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

"It is indeed a mid-grade magic weapon refined by the master. At least it is not weaker than ordinary high-grade magic tools. This set of magic tools is worth buying."

Then, he put away the four daggers.

That's right, just now, he activated not two daggers, but went all out, using all the daggers he could control within his current ability.

However, they were not mentioned in one place, but scattered.

The two sticks were connected and directly attacked the middle-aged Confucian scholar. The first stick had been scattered around before that. When the middle-aged Confucian scholar was completely attracted and his face changed drastically, it pierced through his eyes and out the back of his head. Complete the fatal blow.

The fourth dagger had just landed near the first monk when three spiritual voids popped up and blew up the Blood Soul Flag. However, at that time, he was focused on the middle-aged Confucian scholar and did not activate it. This secret hand.

If the middle-aged Confucian scholar escaped, Han Yi would not hesitate to turn the dagger and use it on the middle-aged Confucian scholar.

And in the end, the third dagger killed the middle-aged Confucian scholar, and the fourth dagger easily killed the first monk who turned around and ran away, exposing his back to Han Yi.

At this point, the second kill ended.

Putting the dagger away, Han Yi carefully scanned the surroundings, and after confirming that there was no more life, he quickly cleaned the battlefield.

He first put away the storage bags of the three monks he had killed, and put the damaged Blood Soul Banner and the magic weapon that had lost its magic support and turned into a folding fan again into the storage bag. Then, he put the inner armor of the three people into the storage bag. , no matter whether it is damaged or intact, after taking it all off, confirm that nothing is missing, and leave quickly.

Half an hour after he left.

Three figures appeared here. Looking at the bloody and tragic scene, the three of them frowned in fear.

"Junior Brother Shi, Junior Brother Zhou, and Junior Brother Liang are all at the eighth level of Qi training. Among them, Junior Brother Shi is at the eighth level of Qi training, but even if I were to fight against him, he might not be able to get a good deal."

"It should be the ninth-level Qi-training disciples from the Xuandan Sect who are ranked high and sent to the Holy Land of Yujing Mountain. Only those people have such killing ability."

A young man, after inspecting the scene, analyzed that a fierce light appeared in his eyes, but it was not anger at the murder of the disciples of the Blood God Sect, but joy at seeing the hunter.

The group of disciples from the Xuandan Sect who were sent to the Holy Land of Yujing Mountain were the core of their hunting targets this time.

He was very excited to have one here.

"Senior Brother Han, shall I come?"

The Blood God Sect monk who had just finished the analysis licked his tongue, turned to the young man standing in the middle and asked for instructions.

The young man named Han Xuxiao, the Blood God Son of the Blood God Sect, had a trace of doubt on his calm face and raised his brows.

"Something's wrong."

"Zhou Dan died first, Shi Heng died later, and Liang Yiyang escaped and was killed. All three of them suffered fatal head injuries. They should be concealed weapons. Moreover, they were extremely fast. The other party most likely practiced sword control or object control."

"Besides, this technique is very strong."

"Shi Heng's silver scale fan is not an ordinary high-grade magic weapon. With Shi Heng's temperament, if he senses that he is invincible, he will definitely detonate the silver scale fan. However, there are no fragments of his magic weapon at the scene."

"This man killed Shi Heng in an instant, and then easily killed Liang Yiyang who escaped."

"There is a huge disparity in strength between the two sides."

"Furthermore, there is another very important question. If it is the group of disciples of Xuan Dan Sect, we all have a list of portraits. It is impossible for Shi Heng not to recognize them. Looking at this scene, when he took action, he should have been confident in his heart. But an accident happened.”

"This shows that the other party is not the person on the list, but someone who hides deeper."

Speaking of this, Han Xuxiao showed a hint of eager interest in his eyes, but it flashed past. If it were five years ago, he would have chased and killed the opponent without hesitation.

But now, he is no longer a lone traveler, but needs to take charge of the overall situation and cannot easily walk away.

He shook his head slightly and counted the time: "Forget it, let's go. This person is not weak. We will meet him sooner or later. We still need to focus on the overall situation, don't create extra problems, and act according to the plan."

The young man next to him, who was shining with fierce light, had a look of regret on his face, but said nothing more.

The figures of the three people flickered and disappeared.

the other side.

After Han Yi escaped into the night, he found a tree hole at the bottom of a giant tree and sat in it, closing his eyes and concentrating. After his breathing trembled for a few times, it gradually calmed down. His heartbeat slowed down with his breathing. Gradually slowed down, and finally became almost imperceptible.

Turtle breath technique.

Over the past few years, Han Yi has cultivated Turtle Breath Technique to a state of proficiency. With his current strength, he believes that no one can detect it unless he is face to face below the foundation stage.

Although it is a turtle breath technique, it does not close the mind. Han Yi still has some awareness of the outside world.

"I don't believe it's so unlucky that it can still be broken this time."

This thought flashed across Han Yi's mind. When he was in Tian Qingcheng, his Turtle Breathing Technique was broken, but he didn't believe that he could be hit again this time. If it was true, it would be a ghost.