The first battle shocked the sky, this time, Xu Han really caused a sensation in the entire Qingguang Temple, no matter it was any warrior, he believed in that shocking record in his heart.
The strength of the Lingtong Realm, the warriors who resisted the Linghai Realm, did not have a trace of difficulty, even the palace owner who rarely went out in the Blue Light Palace praised Xu Han in public, and no one dared to look down upon this young man who had just started.
"Xu Han!" A figure pushed the door in, it was the prodigal son carrying a knife.
"You are here!" Xu Han glanced at the prodigal son with a gloomy face, and whispered in his mouth.
Having stayed in the Palace of Blue Light for such a long time, with nothing to do except for cultivation, the prodigal son must have been panicked.
"Isn't there any news from him?" The prodigal son sat in the room and said distressedly.
If it hadn't been for Xu Han's promise, he would have left this Azure Light Palace long ago, and it hasn't been long since he came out, and he has been in this Azure Light Palace for almost a month.
Xu Han sighed softly, shook his head slightly, and a hint of doubt flashed across his face.
It has been several days since the battle that day, Xu Han's Uncle Leng did not appear, and now he has moved the entire Qingguang Temple. Among the inner disciples, it is impossible for anyone to know it. I don't know my existence.
Standing tall in the room, Xu Han couldn't help thinking: "Uncle Leng hasn't come to the Qingguang Temple yet, right?"
During this period of time, he made such a big movement, if he were in the Palace of Blue Light, it is impossible that Uncle Leng hadn't appeared yet.
"Do you think he hasn't come to the Palace of Blue Light yet?" The prodigal asked softly while looking at Xu Han.
Xu Han thought in his heart, and whispered in his mouth: "Maybe it's really not in the Palace of Blue Light."
Could it be that his own speculation was wrong, Uncle Leng did not aim at the Azure Light Palace when he killed those robbers, so why did the battle in the forest have something to do with Uncle Leng
In addition to the news he heard from the night detective, the dead third elder was probably the warrior who fought with Uncle Leng in the forest, and the time was almost the same.
"Let's wait another month, there is still no news, let's go out and look for it." Xu Han looked at the impatient prodigal son, and said softly.
He himself didn’t have too much time to spend here. Many things are waiting for him to deal with, but Xu Han, like a prodigal son, promises others’ things, no matter how difficult it is, he still has to do it. After all, Xiao Couli is still waiting in Shuiyan City. With his own news.
"Okay!" Seeing Xu Han say so, the prodigal son whispered.
One month's time can still be waited, but his ambition is to travel everywhere in the big six, and it is not his character to stay in one place.
"Xu Han!" The two people who were talking in the room suddenly heard a loud shout from outside the door.
"Is anyone coming to challenge again?" Xu Han and the two looked at each other and couldn't help thinking.
After the battle of that day, all the martial artists had believed in Xu Han's strength, and no one came to fight again. After all, the strength of the Linghai Realm came to the battle. Even if he knew that this young man was very strong, he would still be embarrassed if he lost. Noodles.
The two pushed out the door, looking at the young martial artist standing in the distance, a trace of doubt flashed in their eyes, only the strength of the spirit sea realm in the early stage, they actually dared to come.
That Han Meng's strength in the early stage of the Linghai Realm could be regarded as tyrannical, but it was still defeated by Xu Han. There was no room for this warrior in the early stage of the Linghai Realm to dare to come.
"What's the matter?" Xu Han looked at the hostile warrior in the distance, and said softly.
"Aren't you a Lingtong realm who can fight Linghai realm warriors? I'm here for a fight." The warrior pointed at the long sword in his hand and said softly.
It seemed that it was not as simple as a challenge. The hatred flashing in his eyes was directly exposed to Xu Han's eyes without the slightest concealment.
"Humph!" Xu Han let out a soft hum, already thinking of who instigated it.
"Xu Han, let me teach him a lesson." The prodigal son looked at the warrior on the opposite side and said softly.
A warrior who was only in the early stage of Linghai Realm, dare to be so arrogant.
"Don't worry, it's just a martial artist in the Linghai realm. I still don't take it to heart. There was a fire in my stomach, and I didn't expect to send a calmer." Xu Han glanced at the prodigal son and said with a chuckle.
It has been so long since I left Shuiyan City, but there is still no news of Uncle Leng, and Xu Han is also anxious.
"Huh! It's really arrogant! A psychic trash, you think it is the same as him." Listening to the conversation between the two, the visitor looked at the prodigal son, pointed at Xu Han, and said with contempt.
"Looking for death!" The prodigal shouted loudly, and he wanted to lift the knife and cut it away.
But he didn't expect that Xu Han on one side had already rushed out first, and his figure rushed towards the martial artist, and a slightly indifferent voice came.
"The prodigal son, let me teach him on your behalf."
"Huh!" Looking at Xu Han, who was heading straight for the warrior, the prodigal son forced his right hand and directly inserted the big knife in his hand into the stone on the ground.
A cruel color flashed in the youth's eyes, and a gray vigor rose on the surface of the body, and the long sword in his hand came towards Xu Hanwu with traces of gray marks.
The vigor of the whole body is indeed stronger than that of Han Meng. It should be the peak of the early stage of the spirit sea realm, and it is almost a step into the middle of the spirit sea realm.
But is Xu Han scared? In the early stage of the Linghai Realm, people who were hardly hit by a warrior in the later stage of the Linghai Realm would worry about this, and Xu Han felt that after coming out of the sword ruins, although he could not sense the size of the Linghai, Xu Han feels that his strength has improved a lot.
boom!
The gray sword aura criss-crossed, but Xu Han shuttled through it, not letting it touch the slightest.
"How is it possible?" Looking at Xu Han's flexible posture, the warrior said in horror.
Not only was it an attack or a degree, Xu Han was much faster than that day. Could it be that the battle on that day actually concealed his strength.
"Martial Skill!" Looking at the faint silver light entwined with Xu Han's feet, the warrior said in astonishment.
In the battle of that day, Xu Han only used one martial skill at the last moment. How could he not expect that he must be more than that.
"Dare to go away." Looking at the warrior whose eyes flashed in a panic, Xu Han burst into a shout, and a silver punch hit the warrior's waist.
boom!
The horrified martial artist was directly blasted into the air with a fist by Xu Han, but before he could fall down, Xu Han stepped on the guardrail on the side, a spin in the air, and his right foot hit the martial artist's back.
The roar of the battle has already attracted the onlookers of many warriors. Looking at the two fighting in the air, they are all curious, and there are people who dare to challenge Xu Han.
boom!
The martial artist's body was directly blasted to the ground by Xu Han, the dust was flying, and a large pile of rubble was splashed.
Seeing the terrifying Xu Han, everyone around was shocked. In the battle that day, Xu Han actually hid his strength. Looking at the martial artist who was bombarded by Xu Han, his strength was obviously stronger than Han Meng, but he was still completely abused. .
As if really wanting to vent, Xu Han ran towards the warrior who had just gotten up from the ground, and his fists kept attacking everywhere in his body.
The warrior who was completely defeated, the long sword in his hand did not know where it fell, but was constantly attacked by Xu Han. And Xu Han also controlled his strength, so that he did not have the slightest resistance, and did not attack his vitals.
Xu Han remembered that in the gate rules of the Blue Light Palace, it was stipulated that the same gates were not allowed to kill each other, so they didn't use much force, just made the warrior look very embarrassed.
"Hahaha???" The prodigal son in the distance looked at the martial artist who had been abused by Xu Han in the field and laughed.
At this moment, the warrior had a swollen nose and swollen face, and the energy of his whole body had long been dissipated under Xu Han's attack, and every punch of Xu Han blasted him.
"How could this happen?" Martial artist thought in his heart, feeling that the line of sight in front of him was getting smaller and smaller.
It was only a while, why was he completely at a disadvantage, but he still had a lot of martial arts that he didn't use.
One pair of eyes is completely swollen, and the whole face is swollen into one piece, and the facial features are all squeezed together.
"Xu Han, stop!" Suddenly there was a loud shout from a distance, and a young man rushed towards the two in the fight.
Looking at Mu Fenghua's angry face, Xu Han whispered in his mouth: "You finally appeared."
Listening to those words, Xu Han not only did not stop, but attacked more quickly, blasting the martial artist's face with heavy punches.
A face that was already bright has been completely wrinkled into a piece, like a pig's head.
"Bastard!" Looking at Xu Han who didn't stop, Mu Fenghua let out a burst of shouts, and rushed towards Xu Han, his whole body rising up into the air, actually shooting directly at Xu Han.
Most of the martial artists in the field are aware of Mu Fenghua, after all, they are the position of deacon, and their strength is so strong that they are directly attacking Xu Han in the middle of the Linghai realm. The surrounding martial artists can't help but feel worried for Xu Han.
But as Mu Fenghua, as a deacon, everyone didn't dare to say anything, but secretly worried about Xu Han.
After all, the warrior came to challenge himself, and now he couldn't beat others, and he was beaten by Xu Han, which was also found by himself, but the fight was a bit miserable.
"You are defeated, you dare to come." Ben looked at the prodigal son of Shuang, and saw Mu Fenghua suddenly slam out, with a burst of shout, the big sword in his hand danced horizontally, and a bright sword blast went straight away.
"Looking for death!" Looking at the prodigal son who was talking wildly, Mu Fenghua yelled and went straight to the prodigal.
The enemy was extremely jealous when he met, and he was defeated by the prodigal son that day, but Mu Fenghua felt eternal pain in his heart. A teenager so much younger than himself, in the same realm as himself, was actually worse than himself.
The prodigal son looked at the rushing Mu Fenghua with a loud shout, and his whole body spurted out, which directly showed the strength of the middle spirit sea realm.
The character of the prodigal son would never hide his strength. Now Mu Fenghua already knows that the two are in the Palace of Blue Light, so there is nothing to keep a low profile.
Linghai Realm strength!
Looking at the only martial artist in the hall who knew Xu Han, he unexpectedly exploded the strength of Linghai, and his face was shocked. The fifteen or sixteen-year-old spirit sea realm martial artist, even in the Qingguang Temple, is very rare.
boom!
The huge sword energy slashed in the air, and the surrounding railings were scraped off vigorously. The building that had just been repaired was suddenly shattered under the attack of the two.
Two figures, one green and one yellow, were intertwined in the air, and the terrifying vigor spread to the surroundings.
The surrounding warriors looked at the prodigal son in the battle, and their surprise in their hearts was more shocking than seeing Xu Han's combat power.
Deacon Mu Fenghua has the strength of the mid-lingual sea realm. This is something that is known in the hall, but this warrior who is with Xu Han is actually comparable to him.