On the index finger of his left hand behind him, there is a weak magic light, flashing a little bit. This is Xie Huan's last magic power. All his thoughts and strength are concentrated on this finger.

Countless images flashed through his mind in an instant. He had gone through hundreds of battles and traveled for thousands of years before reaching the top of the mountain and becoming a god. He had encountered countless crisis moments like now, and had encountered countless unparalleled geniuses who were the best at the time.

Use strength, wisdom, courage, and awareness to get through it safely.

Because he is more outstanding than all the geniuses of his generation.

"Zheng!"

As soon as he thought about it, the bronze sword stabbed Xie Huan in front of him.

Agreeing to stand still was not because he was arrogant, but because the mine tunnel was narrow. He asked himself that he did not have the strength to dodge his senior brother's blow. Instead of doing this, he might as well let go of his fantasy and offer an attractive condition, and then use his body to lure him.

Change your tactics, put yourself to death and live again.

Moreover, he has true nature and will not really die.

In an instant, Xie Huan took a strong breath and twisted the position of the internal organs in his body. At the same time, his third finger drew out from behind and pointed at the senior brother's throat like a meteor.

Frost and blue light, two colors of light reflecting each other, intertwined in the air, reflecting the coldness and tranquility of the entire mine.

The eldest brother's pupils suddenly dilated, and he could see clearly from a close distance that Xie Huan's body was already shaky, unable to support the third finger, and it was already a full blow.

Only then did he suddenly realize that he had been deceived, and he let out a twisted roar from his broken throat: "You!——"

"laugh!"

The bronze sword penetrated Xie Huan's body without any hindrance, passing through his chest but not damaging his internal organs.

At the same time, Xie Huan's third finger had already reached the senior brother's throat. Because his feet were floating and his body was unstable, the accuracy of this finger was not high, but it didn't matter. The distance was too close and there was no need for accuracy.

The blue light on the index finger is bright, like a waterfall in the Tianhe River.

Xie Huan's gaze was as firm as an abyss, without even a trace of ripples.

"Bang!"

The third finger instantly penetrated the elder brother's throat, and blue light mixed with flesh and blood burst out from the back of the neck.

The elder brother was shocked, his body was thrown out, he fell hard against the mine wall, and then fell to the ground. His neck was bloody and bloody, but he couldn't die for a while. His whole body twitched violently and struggled, and his eyes stared unwillingly and angrily.

Thanks Huan.

"Tsk, tsk, you can't win even a single move if you stand still."

Xie Huan pulled out the bronze sword from his body and threw it aside. There was no expression of pain on his face, as if he was not the one who was stabbed.

"Combat is a comprehensive art, involving spiritual power, techniques, props, observation, prediction, rhythm, mentality, control, etc. The best way to use it lies in one mind.

"As a late-stage Qi refining person, you failed the exam this time. Please try again in the next life."

After Xie Huan gave instructions, he completely lost all strength. He leaned against the mine wall, slid down little by little, sat on the ground, and began to stop the bleeding and heal the injury.

When the senior brother saw Xie Huan's state, he was even more regretful and desperate. His murderous eyes were almost real. His lips trembled but he couldn't make a sound. He twitched a few times in the end and died unwillingly. His eyes were still dead.

Stare.

In the later stage of Qi refining, he was killed in the early stage and died with his eyes open.

Xie Huan adjusted his breathing for a while and was out of danger. Then he picked up a pebble and popped it out with his fingers.

"boom!"

The stone exploded one of the eldest brother's staring eyes. Blood and eyeball fragments spattered out, and thick liquid came out. None of them moved at all. Only then did Xie Huan become convinced that the eldest brother was really dead, so he moved.

Body, slowly step forward.

The world of cultivation is extremely cruel. If you want to survive to the end, you need three parts strength, three parts opportunity, and four parts caution.

It doesn’t matter if you lack talent, but if you lack the vision, you will never be able to complete the journey of refining your Qi.

Xie Huan searched the senior brother for two storage bags and a storage ring.

The original owner's belongings had long been confiscated by Jiang Yuan.

So these things became his first possessions after wearing clothes for the second time.

//Update 6,000 words every day, one update at 6:30 am and one update at 18:30 pm. I hope you all like it.
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