Chapter 4382: Ink Blade Without Edge

"Congratulations!" When Wen Lun saw the person appearing high in the sky, his eyes sank slightly and his face became much calmer.

I am afraid that no one in the entire Fengtian Ming Sect, except himself, knows Mo Dao He Han's strength better than Wen Lun.

The Three Heroes of Fengtian: Xuanjian Wenlun, Mo Dao He Han, and Yunqiang Qin Zhong.

Since the three of them are called together, competition among them is inevitable.

Wen Lun and He Han fought against each other not just a hundred times, but also seventy or eighty times.

Although every battle between the two is not a life and death battle, the strength between the two can still be clearly revealed.

In so many battles, Wen Lun lost less and won more, and every time he took action, he had reservations.

But Wen Lun thought to himself that he was only half as good as He Han.

If it were a real life and death battle, the number of winners and losers is still unknown.

At this time, He Han appeared, which solved Wen Lun's urgent need.

If He Han hadn't been there just now, the person standing opposite Su Tu at this moment would be Wen Lun.

But as the chief disciple, Wen Lun didn't want to show up prematurely.

Wen Lun knew that after Su Tu's provocation and Lan Qing's action just now, the Fengtian Mingzong disciples would be very puzzled by his avoidance of fighting, and would even be dissatisfied with him.

But he didn't care. He knew where his accusation lay, and even if he was misunderstood, he had no complaints.

When everyone saw He Han's appearance, their originally depressed expression quickly became excited.

"It's great that He Han is here!"

"Senior Brother He Han is as famous as Senior Brother Wen Lun. I heard that the two often compete with each other, and Senior Brother He Han is not far behind."

"I think that Senior Brother He Han is no weaker than Senior Brother Wen Lun. At least now, Senior Brother He Han dares to show up, unlike Senior Brother who avoids fighting and brings shame to the sect."

"Senior Brother may have some plans. Let's see if Senior Brother He Han can defeat this arrogant guy first."

The disciples of the Fengtian Ming Sect were discussing, and indeed they had quite a few words for Wen Lun.

Wen Lun was hidden among the crowd, and their words lingered in his ears, but they did not affect his mood.

He has his own persistence, and his real opponent is the disciples of the Ghost Cliff Sect over there who have not taken action yet!

"Finally, someone can see through it." From high in the sky, Su Tu glanced at He Han, with a cold smile on his lips, he said with a smile: "I heard that Fengtian Mingzong has three masters of swords, swords and guns: Xuanjian and Mo Dao. , Yun Qiang. It seems that you are Mo Dao He Han among the three heroes."

"Now that you have heard my name, it will be much easier, lest you lose later and not know who defeated you." He Han was dressed in black, with cold eyes and rough features. fierce look.

He waved his hand, signaling Lan Qing to step back.

"His power is a bit weird, please be careful." Lan Qing's beautiful eyes darkened slightly, she said something, then moved her figure and stepped aside.

"Humph." Su Tu looked at He Han and sneered: "I didn't expect that Mo Dao He Han was a sharp-tongued person. I hope your knife is sharper than your tongue!"

"Come on!" He Han stopped talking nonsense, raised one hand, and a heavy black sword appeared in his hand. It was his Yuanling weapon, Mo Dao Hanfeng.

The moment the cold front of the black sword appeared, the surrounding space was suddenly enveloped by a terrifying sword energy, filled with chilling energy and chilling to the bones.

Su Tu felt the chill coming to his face, his eyes could not help but sink slightly, and his heart trembled.

He didn't expect that He Han's strength was so terrifying. The sword energy alone was already too much for him to bear.

The three heroes of Fengtian are indeed worthy of their reputation!

The crowd below felt the heavy pressure of the knife, and their expressions couldn't help but change, and they were shocked.

"I have long heard that Senior Brother He Han's Black Blade Cold Edge is extremely powerful, but I didn't expect that Senior Brother He Han has cultivated the Cold Edge Qi to such an extent."

"Senior Brother He Han's sword intention is so strong, I'm afraid his strength has surpassed that of Senior Brother Wen Lun."

"With such a sword intent, I guess this Su Tu won't be able to withstand even one blow from Senior Brother He Han."

Everyone looked excited and trembling, admiring He Han's strength extremely.

Wen Lun's eyes trembled slightly, and he couldn't help but smile at the corner of his mouth, saying in his heart: "He Han, I haven't seen you for a short time, but I didn't expect that your sword intention will go further. It seems that I have to work harder, otherwise this senior brother, but Otherwise it won’t be guaranteed.”

He Han's sword intention was so strong that Wen Lun felt the pressure.

But he was very happy at this time, without the slightest hint of jealousy.

He Han was indeed very strong, but Wen Lun was not mediocre either.

Even at this time, Wen Lun still had the confidence to suppress He Han.

More importantly, He Han's stronger strength will undoubtedly put pressure on the people of Guiyazong and let them understand that Fengtian Mingzong is still strong.

"With one strike, you will be defeated!" At this time, He Han's deep voice came from high in the sky, which was full of oppression.

The next moment, his figure moved directly.

"Boom!" I saw the cold edge of the ink knife swiping in the void, and the sword energy suddenly exploded. The rolling force was like a torrential river. The majestic force overwhelmed the world. A huge sword shadow appeared, and the force of the majestic force overwhelmed the world. everything.

Su Tu suddenly felt the pressure of the vastness, his pupils shrank, and a shadow surged in his eyes.

Immediately, he took a step forward, and a strange energy flowed through his body. Suddenly, bloodline curse seals surged crazily, turning into huge power that exploded, condensing directly on his palms.

"Bang!" Su Tu instantly condensed the curse seal and struck it out with a palm. The force of the palm was so strong that the force of heaven and earth sank, and the void seemed to collapse.

"Bang!" Then, in the sky, the knife shadow and the palm shadow collided with each other, with a loud bang, shaking the four fields, and the mighty force turned into boundless waves, raging in the void.

In an instant, He Han's body sank slightly, and he couldn't help but take a step back, but then he stood firmly, like a mountain.

On the other side, Su Tu couldn't bear the terrifying impact, and his figure flew backwards directly, retreating hundreds of meters away. Before he could stabilize his body, he spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Although Su Tu burst out the power of the curse seal in his body at the last moment, he was helpless because his strength was too much worse than He Han and he couldn't fight against him at all.

"Good!" Everyone saw the scene in the sky, their eyes trembled violently, and then they cheered together.

Mo Dao He Han did not disappoint everyone and defeated Su Tu with one knife.

But Wen Lun frowned, his eyes were a little gloomy, and his face was not good, as if he was worried about something.

"Mo Dao He Han, you are worthy of the name of Fengtian Three Heroes!" Su Tu stabilized his body, took a deep breath, endured the severe pain all over his body, and said solemnly: "I, Su Tu, lost this battle."

After saying that, a sinister look flashed in his eyes, and then his figure moved and landed directly.

He Han's eyes sank slightly, and his hand holding Mo Dao Han Feng was trembling slightly.

In the previous fight, although he seemed calm, he was actually injured.

He didn't expect that Su Tu's curse power was so strange that it penetrated his sword intent in an instant and directly invaded his body!