"Aoshicheng! Have you ever heard of Yihan?" Xu Han asked Ying Yihan, who turned his head to the side, listening to the martial artist behind him.
"It's a bit troublesome, Aoshi City is a big city in the center of Xuanzhou. Although it is a family, it can be as powerful as the supreme emperor. There are many disciples in the clan with amazing talents." Ying Yihan thought a little, said softly in his eyes. But there was a flash of caution.
"Strength is comparable to the Supreme Master, it's no wonder!" Xu Han looked at him and yelled constantly, whispering in a soft voice, but in his heart he didn't think it was right. The disciples of the Supreme Master, did they offend fewer? One or two more would be okay. relationship.
"It seems that my strength really has to break through to the Tongxuan Realm soon." Xu Han said softly, feeling the situation in the spirit sea.
The silver tree stood proudly in the spiritual cave, and the shrunken purple feathers were wrapped around the trunk, lingering spiritual energy all over his body, but the aura that it radiated was slowly becoming stronger, as if it had reached a critical juncture of cultivation.
In the proud yelling behind him, Xu Han ran towards the distance with Ying Yihan, slowly turning into black spots and disappearing from sight.
"Huh! Don't let me meet you." Ao Lian said bitterly as she looked at the two people who were blocked by the weeds and didn't know where to go.
"Brother Lian! Where are they?" The warrior behind him caught up, looking at the smelly mud, and asked in his mouth.
"Let's go!" Aolian looked bad, looked at the surrounding environment, snorted in her mouth, and ran towards the distance first.
The few people who followed looked at the leaving figure, a trace of doubt flashed in their eyes, looking around, but no one was seen, they had to follow Ao Lian.
"Hey! Damn guy, next time you encounter it, you must find the place back." In a sludge in the swamp, a figure covered in stinky black mud was lying on the ground, and shouted in a low voice.
The waist that had been wrapped in sludge, but a little bit of blush flowed out, and a faint smell of blood filled the air.
The warrior lying on the ground looked around and saw that there was no figure standing up slowly, as if he had pulled the wound on his waist, he sucked in cold air in his mouth, and there was another curse in his mouth.
The whole body was covered by the black lacquer mud. Except for the smart eyes and the white teeth, the whole person merged with the swamp.
"Damn! Fortunately, I'm smart, otherwise I'll really confess here." Martial artist looked at the already safe environment and whispered in his mouth.
The warrior sucked his nose lightly, a look of disgust flashed on his face, a cloud of clear water appeared in his hand, and it was showered directly on his head. The mud all over his body was washed away. That familiar face was the prodigal son Xu Han was looking for.
"I don't know where Xu Han is? This Xu Han has offended too many people, right? Just inquire, and just meet his enemy." The prodigal son looked at the wound on his waist and complained in his mouth.
In his heart, he was surprised by the strength of those warriors, and his age was about the same as himself, but the strength was such that he could pass through the profound realm.
Surrounded by endless swamps, it is not suitable for training and healing at all. After all, there are no obstacles in the field except for some weeds, and it is easy to be spotted by other warriors.
The prodigal son removed the mud from his body, changed into a new set of clothes, and ran towards the direction closest to the forest. His face was pale, and his waist was soaked in water for a long time, and the entire wound was turned outward.
"Finally here?" The prodigal son looked at the jungle in his sight, his eyes full of joy. After running around for most of the day, I finally walked out of the swamp.
The prodigal son, with a depressed body, jumped into the stone ground with excitement and ran towards the lush forest.
"Brother! There is a warrior there." A young warrior looked at the prodigal son who was rushing away and said in surprise.
The two people next to each other looked at them, their eyes filled with excitement, and then the eyes of the few people met, a flash of joy flashed, and they immediately ran in the direction of Xu Han.
The prodigal son who hurried on his way, there was no warrior who had been following him a few miles away. He glanced at the quiet environment around him and jumped up into a dense giant tree.
"Brother! He seems to be injured?" The three people standing behind the tree, looking at the prodigal son among the leaves, said with joy.
"Well! I got another soul." The older martial artist standing in the middle said with great joy.
The spirit flow in the body turned, a trace of aura spread on the hands, and the three of them slowly touched the prodigal son, eyes full of greed.
Killing a warrior in the trial land not only can harvest a soul, but also has a lot of collections of warriors. If you can meet a disciple of a great teacher, that's even more.
In the trial land, the warrior does not care if you are a disciple of the Great Teacher, as long as you have the opportunity, you will not miss it. After all, everyone is in the same state when you come in, and you have to stay in it for three years to be able to live Going out will definitely increase your strength.
The prodigal son who held the spirit stone to absorb spiritual energy cultivation suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the branches not far away. A cold light flashed in his eyes, and the big knife appeared in his hand.
"Who? Come out!" A trace of spiritual power lingered in his hand, the prodigal son stood up, pointed a big knife in his hand, and shouted.
Although he was cultivating, the perception of the prodigal son was closely watching the surroundings, and the warrior approached, and he was discovered.
"Fuck! The agility is too strong." Looking at the prodigal son who was looking towards several people, rushing to the first warrior, shouted angrily.
Immediately, the few people did not hide, and jumped directly out of the forest, and then looked at the prodigal son standing on the tree with a fierce look, and their whole bodies rose up at the same time.
It was a cautious look, but I could see the pale face of the prodigal son, and my heart was full of excitement.
The three of them were so careful, and they were all discovered, it can be seen that the strength of the warrior in front of them must be not low. He wants to come from an extraordinary background, and he has a lot of collections, and he is now injured.
"Hand over all the things on your body, and you can leave you a way out." Looking at the prodigal son holding the knife, the warrior looked righteous.
"Just a few small fish! You dare to be so arrogant, get out of here!" The prodigal son looked at the guards of several people and said with disdain.
Now that the prodigal son's strength has reached the peak of the Linghai Realm, the three people on the opposite side, looking at the vigor of his body, seem to have not even filled the Linghai in his body.
With the strength of the prodigal son, you can kill the three in front of you with a single stab. If it weren't for injuries, you wouldn't be talking nonsense with him.
"There's a show!" Looking at the arrogant prodigal son who didn't do anything, the three people on one side were full of joy.
The prodigal son’s reply was meant by the three people opposite. The words just now just wanted to confirm the other’s injury. If the prodigal didn’t speak and drew his sword, the few people were still afraid, but they just yelled a few to leave. Explain that his injury must be serious.
"Huh! You dare to be so arrogant if you are injured, and become a spirit." Looking at the prodigal son with an arrogant look, the warrior shouted angrily.
The prodigal son who stood proudly with a knife, his face changed drastically, but a flash of anxiousness flashed in his eyes, and his breath became messy involuntarily. Could it be that he has been following him all the time
"Go! Beware of nights and dreams." Looking at the prodigal son whose complexion suddenly changed, the faces of several people were filled with joy, and the leading warrior spoke softly to the two people on the side.
"Damn it!" The prodigal son looked at the three people who rushed forward, shouting angrily, and greeted him with a knife.
boom!
With a swing, the martial arts rushing in the air were smashed, and the prodigal's figure retreated sharply, and his chest was up and down.
"Strength is really not weak!" Looking at the prodigal son who crushed the three of them with one move, the warrior was shocked.
Fortunately, I was cautious and dared to chase him after he was injured. In Xuanzhou, the enchanting generation of various religions, and several people have seen and heard, but they deeply understand that even if it is the same realm, there is a difference.
The prodigal son held a knife in his right hand and covered his waist with his left hand, a trace of pain flashed across his face.
Looking at the prodigal son who was dyed red, the three of them were full of joy, and they were really injured, and they just took it down.
With such a strong strength, there must be a lot of collections on his body, thinking that a few people can't help but look at the gasping prodigal son with fiery eyes.
"Stop him, don't let him run."
The prodigal son dodged in his footsteps, avoiding the martial arts hit in the air, but he was very anxious in his heart, but his eyes were thinking of the escape route.
After a few tricks, the three knew that the prodigal son was injured, and they had long prevented him from escaping and surrounded him.
At the beginning, the prodigal son could swing a knife and knock back a few people, but as time passed, he could only avoid the attacks of a few people in a while, and he didn't dare to insist on it.
"Haha??? He is going to die, Essence, and a lot of martial arts and martial arts are ours." Looking at the messy, dodging prodigal son, the earthy vigorous warrior, he was overjoyed.
"Brother! Yes, this kid has a good talent to come, but it is a pity that he will be buried in my hands." The warrior on one side responded, and then a martial art blasted towards the prodigal son.
"Damn it!" The prodigal slapped a sword, his eyes full of anger, his waist injury worsened, but now the sword aura he swayed was not even the martial artist's martial arts, so he had to flash to one side.
"I'm thinking that there must be a lot of prefecture-level martial arts on the boy." The last martial artist exhales the martial arts in his hand, but his eyes are on the two people next to him.
The three people were overjoyed. The prodigal son seemed to be a powerful disciple of the Great Teacher, but now he is being played by the three in this way. This is something that has never been encountered before, and the hearts of the few people are not excited.
puff!
The prodigal son whose face turned flush from excitement was furious and didn't dodge in a hurry. However, he was hit by the martial arts blasted from behind.
With a big knife in his hand, he slashed, then rushed, and immediately flashed to one side, avoiding the martial arts that blasted one after another, without a trace of his figure staying and fleeing in the forest on one side.
"I want to go! I want to escape from the uncle, can you escape?" The road has long been blocked, looking at the prodigal son who staggered, the warrior said with disdain.
Huluo Pingyang was bullied by a dog, when the prodigal son was so embarrassed, watching the martial arts blasted by the martial artist in front of him, his face was full of aggrieved look.
"Xu Han! You bastard, this uncle is going to die in the hands of a few young men." The prodigal son looked at the three people who surrounded him, and said unwillingly.