Xu Han hadn't done anything yet, the martial artist standing in the coffin had a cold face, and his right hand volleyed with a palm. The side of the coffin lid broke through the air and came straight to Xu Han.
The golden coffin was swept away, and a crack was directly broken in the space in front of him, and Xu Han was instantly in front of him.
Humph!
Looking at the martial artist who flew out, Xu Han snorted and slammed forward with a fist in his right hand.
boom!
In the martial artist's surprised gaze, Xu Han leaned forward, actually resisting the coffin lid running in the air.
Glancing at the evil spirit around Xu Han, a hint of surprise flashed in the Wu Zhe's eyes, and he stepped on his body and appeared on the lid of the coffin. Lightly, he kicked Xu Han's head.
boom!
Facing the fierce kick of the martial artist, Xu Han didn't dare to be careless.
The dark god monument swept across, and the air was crushed. The warrior felt the force from the god monument, his right foot shook, and the coffin lid under him blocked him.
The martial artist who retreated holding the lid of the coffin flashed with surprise in his eyes, but Xu Han in the late stage of the king realm, his strength seemed to be beyond his imagination.
"It's still a bit interesting!" Looking at Xu Han who was holding the monument quietly standing in the air, Wu Zhe smiled lightly and whispered in his mouth.
The conceited look made Xu Han's heart angry. After breaking through to the late king stage, Xu Han clearly felt that the martial artist in front of him had not reached the last step, and the strength of the martial artist he had encountered before should be similar.
drink!
With an anger in his mouth, Xu Han actually held the god monument in the gazes of the surrounding martial artists, facing the elders of the Western Prison, without a trace of fear.
The warrior with the cold light in his eyes felt the vigor from Xu Han's monumental stele, his face suddenly changed, and the thick suffocation made him feel frightened.
Stretching his right hand backward, the huge coffin Yan appeared directly in the martial artist's hands, looking at Xu Han who had attacked, the golden coffin Yan was smashed down in the air.
boom!
The divine stele in Xu Han's hand rested on the sharp corners of the coffin, and the thick suffocation and golden vigor were intertwined in the air. Xu Han's expression on holding the divine stele sank, and her heart was shocked.
Although it was just a simple fight, both of them felt the strength of each other.
Humph!
There was a heavy humming sound, and a strong golden light flashed above the coffin in front of him, and Xu Han immediately felt a huge force in front of him, and his entire body was flying towards the back.
Xu Han, who was paying attention, was already happy in his eyes, and saw that the martial artist also retreated in a terrifying aura, his face was full of incredible color.
Surrounded by the people in the West Prison who were expecting in their hearts, looking at the scene in front of them, their faces were full of consternation. This Xu Han was actually equal to the elders in the prison.
boom!
It seemed that he was aware of the consternation of the martial artists around him, and the martial artist who retreated with an angry expression turned down on the huge coffin in Wu Wu's hand, but Xu Han's monumental stele with tyrannical vigor was attached.
"How can it be?"
Looking at Xu Han who was confronting him again and again, the martial artist's eyes were full of consternation, and he knew the horror of this ancient boundary monument, but the counter-shock force it uploaded was simply not what an ordinary martial artist could bear.
Although it only took a few breaths, the two of them had gone through a hundred moves. Looking at Xu Han's calm face, they didn't suffer any harm at all.
"Huh! But that's all!" Xu Han drew a trace of contempt in his eyes, and shouted in a low voice.
But in my heart, I felt that the warrior in front of him should not be as strong as the warrior who sacrificed to the Dragon Pond, and he could completely resist with his own strength.
Boom boom boom!
It was the most rude way. The surrounding warriors looked at the two people who were blasting in the air, and their eyes were full of consternation.
Without a trace of skill, it was the most barbarous way. With the strength of his body, Xu Han was actually able to fight against the elders of the West Prison.
With the appearance of the martial artist in front of him, the coffins burst out in the air in front of them, and among them were all powerful martial artists rushing towards Haokong.
The few people who had rushed in were all blocked in the air, and the warriors of the West Prison with anxious expressions were relieved in their hearts. Fortunately, they arrived in time.
The eight-door lock dragon formation took a lot of effort to lay down. If it were broken so easily, I am afraid that they would have died to sacrifice to Longtan without the master.
The warriors who rushed out last were not simple generations. Looking at their strength, I am afraid they are all above the peak of the king state. Not only the whole body is condensed, but the aura in the body is also surging.
"How many powerhouses are there in this Western Prison?" Xu Han looked at the martial artist who appeared afterwards, thinking in his heart.
The strongest guy hasn't come out yet, and these warriors who have already appeared are so powerful, the background of Western Prison is really not comparable to that of the Royal Palace.
Thinking of Xu Han here, his eyes couldn't help but look towards the Jilong Pond. If you want to defeat the Western Prison, the Shenlong clan is indispensable.
"I'm blocking it, you can't even think about it!" As if perceiving Xu Han's gaze, the warrior's face was cold and cold, and a golden light rose from his body.
Xu Han frowned. The martial artist hadn't exerted all his strength, and then the nine-turn profound arts in his body circulated. In the evil spirits of his body, several divine dragons condensed and roared.
"Yep?"
Looking at the Shenlong wrapped around Xu Han, the martial artist in front of him was startled, a flash of memory flashed in his mind, but he couldn't remember the specific situation.
As the evil spirit in Xu Han's hand gushed out, the Shenlong guarding his body also ran towards the ancient monument along his arm.
expensive!
After several sky-shaking roars, as Xu Han's god stele danced down, the god dragon above the boundary stele flew out and ran towards the warrior.
"what!"
The scene in front of him also surprised Xu Han's heart. The Ninth Rank Profound Art turned out to be like this.
boom!
The Qi Jin from the warrior's air was directly swallowed by the Shenlong, and then hit the coffin in the hands of the warrior, causing the warrior to retreat again and again.
"Why is it so strong?"
The warrior who had already exerted his full strength felt the power coming from his hands, and his heart was shocked. Xu Han also hid his strength.
However, with a little thought in his heart, Xu Han's figure was already galloping up, and the huge god monument in his hand was smashed down, and the god dragon transformed into evil spirits had taken the lead to fly into the air.
boom!
The space collapsed, violent energy swept past, all the warriors fighting around were swept away, and then they avoided far away.
"It seems that if you want to break the formation in front of you, you can only get rid of the martial artist in front of you." Xu Han's gaze swept away, and a careful color flashed in his eyes.
It was a few people who were in a smashing way, all of them were blocked in the air by the elders of the West Prison.
Now that time is running out, these elders from West Prison come, I am afraid that the powerful Lord will appear soon, and it will be in trouble.
The Nine Revolving Profound Art was operating extremely fast, and the thick evil spirit from Xu Han's limbs and bones gushed out, and the whole person was instantly wrapped in the evil spirit.
Looking at Xu Han with sober eyes, not only the warriors on the opposite side, but also the people around him, they were all full of doubts. With such a strong evil spirit, the ordinary warriors had long been eroded away.
Xu Han, who had a strange color in his eyes, flew up, and danced across the monument with the terrifying spirit in it, like a ribbon dancing in the air, sweeping forward with the breath of death.
throat!
With a huge roar, the warrior holding the coffin, stepped back with his right foot, and resisted the force from the arm. With a burst of shout, the rich golden light surged up, but it was covered by the thick The suffocation blocked.
"The coffin of the western prison warrior is really not easy. How can ordinary war spirits dare to touch the divine monument like this." Looking at the golden coffin, Xu Han was puzzled.
Previously, it was the war spirit of the God of Cookery, and it was also a few tricks that could not resist Xu Han. The martial artist's coffin in front of him was actually a hundred times without a trace.
Xu Han was surprised, but the warrior on the opposite side was anxious. Although the coffin Yan in his hand was not simple, it could not withstand the frequent attacks of the Ancient Boundary Monument.
The stubbornness in his heart came up, Xu Han didn't believe that the coffin Yan could still withstand his own attacks, after all, many of the coffins of the warriors of the West Prison were all shattered by Xu Han.
"Damn it!" Seeing Xu Han's initiative to attack, the martial artist's face stiffened, and a trace of panic flashed in his eyes.
The power of the ancient boundary monument was beyond his expectation, but Xu Han's physical body was so powerful that he did not expect that such a large counter-shock force was still unscathed.
Xu Han, who struck down the god stele in his hand, suddenly looked startled, and a hint of surprise flashed across his eyes. This warrior was actually avoiding his own attack.
Looking at the coffin that faintly avoided his own attack, the god monument in Xu Han's hand became even more fierce, blasting towards the huge god monument.
The subtlety in it, the warrior can know it with a slight sense. Looking at the Xu Han who is directly greeted, the warrior's face can not help but flashed with shame.
For such a long time, not only did he fail to take Xu Han, but now the war spirits who were forced by Xu Han did not dare to meet him.
"Western prison powerhouse, but so!" Xu Han smiled lightly, looked at the warrior in front of him, and said with disdain.
"Damn it!"
Xu Han's contemptuous tone made the western prison elder's face angry, but he couldn't speak. Xu Han's ability to withstand war was completely beyond his expectation.
Now every time he fights, his body is boiling. Xu Han didn't change his face. Could it be that his physical strength is even more terrifying than himself.
Xu Han banged down the monument in his hand, looked at the angry martial artist, and shouted in a low voice: "Today you are about to break your eight-door lock dragon formation."
boom!
Following Xu Han's fierce attack, the warrior who was furious in the air had to retreat step by step, and was actually caught in a disadvantage.
Surrounded by confident people from the West Prison, they looked at the scene in the air with incredible expressions on their faces, Xu Han actually slightly outperformed the elders.
Elder West Prison, that is a powerful existence, and now he can't stop Xu Han.
drink!
With Xu Han's angry shout, the divine stele in his hand suddenly became larger, and immediately blasted down, covering the warrior and the coffin in the void.