Along the way, the prodigal son kept asking strange questions, Xu Han answered every sentence casually, and even some of Xu Han's answers were not thoughtful at all, but just answered indiscriminately, but the prodigal still looked at Xu Han with enthusiasm. .
Looking at the young man beside him, Xu Han was extremely puzzled. Where did the young man who ran out, he was not very familiar with, he asked everything.
"Xu Han! You don't have to be so anxious to find someone, you can do it slowly." The prodigal suggested to the young man who was dragging his horse on the side.
Listening to the words of the young man next to him, Xu Han's degree continued to increase, urging the horse to speed up and gallop forward.
On the quiet avenue, a strange combination. Two teenagers of the same age, one full of enthusiasm, the other replying without a word, and full of impatience.
Boom boom boom!
The two rushing on the horse suddenly felt a rush of horseshoes coming from behind them.
Xu Han was puzzled, turned around and looked around, only to see an old man in the distance behind him, chasing the two of Xu Han.
"Where to go!" The old man on the horse looked at the two figures in front of him, shouted in his mouth, stepped on his horse, and rushed towards the two of Xu Han.
"Have you never seen it?" Xu Han asked in confusion as he looked at the old man who jumped up in the air.
The whole body was vigorously vigorous, and before anyone arrived, a biting palm wind had hit Xu Han's back.
Xu Han was frightened, he slapped his horse, and he leaped into the air.
The prodigal son on one side looked at the old man who suddenly came out, and was shocked. He controlled the horse and jumped to the side, avoiding the old man's blow.
boom!
Xu Han escaped a blow, but the running horse was not so lucky. He was hit in the back by the old man's palm and fell to his death.
Xu Han looked at the old man who was chasing him, and the cold sword appeared in his hands. Now Xu Han Linghai can't sense it, so he can only rely on the benefits of the cold sword in his hand.
"It's you!?" The old man covered in yellow vigor, looked at Xu Han holding the cold sword, and said savagely.
Two teenagers can't tell which is the murderer of their grandson just by wearing them, but the same age of acquaintance, the same cold sword, can't be wrong.
Looking at the dead horse on the ground, Xu Han said coldly: "Who are you?"
He didn't even know this old man, why did he suddenly run out to chase him
"Where is the old immortal, dare to provoke the little master." The prodigal son looked at the grim-faced old man, shouted in his mouth, and slashed directly with a machete.
Although he saw that the old man was extraordinary in strength, the prodigal son didn't take it to heart, wrapped in cyan vigor, and swiped a knife at the old man who was staring at Xu Han.
On the one-meter-long sword, a blue blade spurted out, cutting towards the chest of the elder who was running.
"Looking for death!" Looking at the young man with a knife who was the first to strike, the old man yelled and slammed his punch up.
boom!
The yellow fist struck fiercely, the cyan blade in the air shattered, and the Yu Jin also hit the prodigal.
With a broad knife in his hand, he slashed at the flying fist-jin, the prodigal body straight back, with a loud shout in his mouth, sparks splashed on the broad-sword, and he split the fist-jin in the air in half.
The prodigal son who stopped his body, looked at the old man who was standing and not moving, his eyes were full of caution, but a motionless blow was so powerful.
"Do you remember the outside of Shuipan City a few days ago?" The old man yelled angrily as he looked at Xu Han, who was holding a cold sword and looked puzzled.
Xu Han looked up fiercely and looked at the old man and muttered: "It turns out that it's the robbers."
So it turned out that they didn't offend anyone in the city of Shuiyan, and the robber was killed because they did it first. It doesn't count as offending themselves, it's them looking for death.
Listening to the old man's words, Xu Han couldn't help thinking in his heart that the third master, who was holding a spear and was very weak in the early stages of Linghai Realm, was easily killed by himself.
"The young man you killed is my grandson." Looking at Xu Han who suddenly realized, the old man shouted angrily.
Oh! It's really him! That's right, among that group of people, the third master still has some impression of himself.
"Skills are not as good as humans. Besides being killed by a robber, isn't it normal?" Xu Han looked at the old man in front of him and said with ease.
Although the old man in front of him felt that he was very strong, Xu Han didn't care about it in his heart.
Now alone, although Linghai can't sense it, if he escapes, he is still very sure, even if he is facing a warrior in the late Linghai realm.
"You! Die!" Hearing Xu Han's indifferent words, the old man uttered a rage, his whole body rushed up like a rushing flame, and his big khaki hand grabbed Xu Han.
"Hmph!" Xu Han hummed softly, and a faint fluorescent light flashed on the cold sword in his right hand, slamming the big hand covering the air.
The Jiuxiao Chaos in the body revolved extremely, and a small amount of spiritual energy in the meridians gathered in the hand.
"Sure enough, it is the strength of the late Linghai Realm." Xu Han's figure flashed, avoiding the swept big hand, thinking in his heart.
The prodigal son on one side looked at Xu Han in the battle, but he didn't even run away. He shouted and slashed at the old man.
This old man originally came on his own, and the strength of the prodigal son was only in the early stage of the spirit sea realm. In front of this old man in the latter stage of the spirit sea realm, he was not enough to look at it, and he was not very familiar with him. , Xu Han was full of doubts.
Xu Han's view of this prodigal son has changed a lot now. If he is alone, there is nothing worthy of others. The young man I met for the first time, no matter what reason he stayed to help him, Xu Han's heart is always Moved for a while.
The old man looked at the two warriors who rushed, his eyes filled with anger, and he shouted, covering the two of them vigorously.
"You old robber, you are really too arrogant." The prodigal son who heard only a few words uttered a loud shout and danced across the air with a big knife in his hand.
The prodigal son was entwined with cyan aura, and Xu Han only attached a little bit of aura with every attack. After all, Linghai couldn't sense it, and the aura in his body was limited.
"There is no vitality, but the strength of the Linghai Realm." The old man fisted back the sword cut by Xu Han, thinking in his heart.
This young man is really strange, how exactly he cultivated, it was so weird.
"Today, you all have to go down with my grandson." The old man looked at the two, yelling, and the yellow anger hit Xu Han and the two.
The avenue was originally flat, but under the bombardment of the escaped energy, it became uneven, and the trees beside it also burst under the attack of a few people.
"It's more powerful than the two old guys in Jianshan City." Xu Han retreated sharply, suppressing the blood tumbling in his body, thinking in his heart.
The prodigal son on one side was also struck back again and again, his dark eyes stared at the violent old man, but there was still no timidity in his eyes.
"Old guy, the strength is not bad! The young master is going to be serious." The prodigal yelled, suddenly a tyrannical aura appeared on his body, and the cyan aura on his body became more solid.
"Middle Linghai Realm!" Xu Han exclaimed as he looked at the prodigal son who suddenly exploded.
I had always thought that this young man's strength was only in the early stage of Linghai Realm, but he did not expect that even in the later stage, his age would have broken through to the middle stage.
"Huh!" The old man looked at the exploding prodigal son, groaned in his mouth, and a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.
He is almost a hundred years old, and he has only the strength of the late Linghai realm. This young man is a warrior in the middle Linghai realm in less than 20 years. With his talent, he can definitely break through to the latter before he is 30 years old.
Looking at the young man with a knife, a trace of bloodthirsty flashed in the eyes of the old man, how powerful is his talent, and you are going to die here today.
A big hand wrapped in yellow spiritual power flashed from the air, and Linkong hit the prodigal son. Xu Han was worried that one of them would not be able to resist.
"When will Linghai get better? If Linghai can sense it, it won't be so restrained." Xu Han felt the strength coming from his back shoulders, thinking in his heart.
Can sense the Linghai, the engulfed Qi Jin can resist many attacks for oneself, and martial arts such as Baihuhuang Shenyin and Xuanwu Taiqinggang can be used that require a lot of spiritual support.
Linghai is the foundation of a martial artist. Now if Xu Han can sense Linghai, his strength will be greatly improved.
Xu Han looked at the palm prints hitting the ground in front of him, and thought in his heart: "This is no way to continue. The strength is greatly lost."
Although the prodigal on one side was angry, it was difficult to hurt the old man. The prodigal attack was very fierce, but he couldn't break the old man's energy.
"Damn it!" The prodigal son also yelled angrily after seeing the situation on the court.
Being able to support such a long time in the hands of the warriors in the late Linghai Realm is already an exaggeration.
boom!
Xu Han was hit in the front by the old man and hit the woods beside the road. The old man gave up the prodigal son, and went straight to Xu Han's body.
Looking at the two people rushing to the forest, a hesitation flashed in the eyes of the prodigal son.
It was the best time to leave at this time, but the prodigal did not leave Xu Han, but rushed into the forest to help him.
As soon as Xu Han hit the ground, he propped it with his right hand, turned it back, and then stepped on the tree trunk on the side, and the person flew into the distance. .
boom!
Xu Han just leaped away, hitting the trunk with a sharp palm, and the big tree hugged by two people exploded directly at the palm print.
"Why don't you leave?" Xu Han asked, looking at the prodigal son who came with a knife.
"Huh! This little trouble doesn't scare you away." The prodigal son slashed his palm print in the air and said arrogantly.
"Okay! You friend, Xu Han is settled." Looking at the arrogant prodigal son, Xu Han said loudly.
Looking at the young man in front of him, Xu Han couldn't help but think of the same arrogant and arrogant Hao Kong he encountered in Tiankui's secret book.
"Hahaha???" The prodigal laughed wildly as he drew away the palm of the old man.
"You are like a friend of mine." Xu Han said loudly while looking at the messy but still arrogant prodigal.
"Oh! Then I really want to meet your friend." With a wave of my hand, several swords were cut across the air, and the prodigal said with a smile.
"Maybe you will meet soon." Xu Han said in a loud voice.
Haokong was in Xuanzhou, and Xu Han believed that the two would meet soon, and it was thanks to his help that he was in the Tiankui secret realm.
"You are looking for death!" The old man yelled angrily as he looked at the two chatting happily.
Dancing with both hands, palm prints covered the two Xu Han.