"Damn it!" Looking at the scene in the field, the Tsing Yi martial artist was secretly angry and terrified in his eyes!
The unknown warrior in front of him was so strong, only two moves, he moved back the disadvantages in the field, and killed several of his own companions!
The few people fighting next to him all rushed to the young man's side, their hands trembling slightly, looking at Xu Han, who was pacing in the field, full of fear, but his figure involuntarily backed away.
"Hahaha...Xu Han! I thought I should catch up with you, but I didn't expect your strength to increase so fast!" The prodigal son who left the battle, holding a big knife, looked at Xu Han, who was not changing his face, said with joy!
When the two met, his realm was higher than Xu Han, and his strength was about the same. Now, looking at the attack just now, his strength is obviously better than his own.
Looking at the prodigal son who was lingering all over his body, Xu Han's aura revealed that the prodigal son's strength has reached the peak of the spirit sea realm!
Xu Han chuckled softly, and whispered in his mouth: "You are just one step away from entering the Tongxuan Realm!"
"Not bad! Almost a soul!" The prodigal son glanced at the martial artist standing in the distance, and shouted in a low voice, with joy in his eyes.
Such a quick breakthrough to the peak of the Linghai Realm was indeed unexpected by the prodigal son.
"Huh! Did Xiao An come in with you?" Xu Han glanced at the martial artist in the distance, as if thinking of something, but asked lightly!
"Come in, but I haven't encountered it yet!" The prodigal thought a little bit, a flash of worry flashed in his eyes, and he whispered in his mouth!
"If you want to come to her, just pay attention, it won't be too dangerous." Xu Han looked at the frowning prodigal son, whispered softly, but worried in his heart.
"Xu Han! They?" Yin Zhihui behind him stepped forward, looking at the warrior opposite, with a short sword in his hand, and asked softly.
Now that Xu Han is here, it seems that everything has found the backbone. Yin Zhiyu's eyes are closely watching Xu Han beside him.
"Don't move yet, there should be a lot of warriors hidden around." Xu Han glanced at the quiet surroundings, and whispered in his mouth.
The surroundings are extremely quiet, but there are many warriors hidden in the secret place, and Xu Han has sensed a lot of the vague fluctuations.
"En?" Yin Zhihui probed carefully, but there were a lot of faint fluctuations around, all of them were warriors hiding in the forest.
"What are you afraid of! Xu Han has you here, turning all these miscellaneous fish into spirits." The prodigal laughed, with a big knife in his hand, and glanced at the panicked warrior in front of him. in my heart.
Seeing Xu Han's silence, the prodigal son looked up, but he saw Xu Han's Yu Guang glance behind him, and he understood in his heart that if the girl was injured, if there was a chaos at that time, I feared that other warriors would take the opportunity to be inconvenient.
"Put away that spirit, let's leave first." Xu Han looked at the warrior who was afraid to go forward, and said softly to the prodigal son beside him.
In the battle just now, there must be a lot of warriors flying in the distance. Since they have already planned to leave, it is better to leave as soon as possible.
A trace of spiritual energy swept around, but he did not see the black-robed warrior he had previously encountered.
The Tsing Yi martial artists listened to Xu Han's words, their pale faces were full of anger, but they did not dare to make the slightest change.
"Humph!" Looking at a few people a few meters away, the prodigal son murmured and walked towards the spirit in the field.
The white-clothed girl behind her supported the injured red-clothed girl to step forward, seeing her face a little ruddy, as if her injury had improved, but she couldn't help but think of the original elixir in her heart.
"Looking for death!" Xu Han, who was standing quietly, suddenly shouted in anger, and thunder dragon fingers in his hand hit the open space in front of him.
In the doubtful gazes of the surrounding people, a dark figure appeared in the clearing a few meters away from the spirit.
Seeing Xu Han who suddenly made a move, his eyes were full of incredible, and a gray energy engulfed his whole body in an instant, resisting Xu Han's fingers, and his body was photographed towards the spirits in the field, without forgetting the field. The soul of.
drink!
Seeing the warrior who suddenly appeared and stepped closer to the spirit, the prodigal son uttered a burst of anger, his face was furious, and the sword in his hand chopped off with a sharp sword.
The sudden change in the field was surrounded by martial arts blasted out, and several martial artists entangled all over the body directly attacked the four standing spirits.
The warrior in Tsing Yi not far away, seeing the sudden change, hesitated in his heart, but did not dare to step forward, but slowly receded back.
"Hmph! You are optimistic about them!" Xu Han whispered to Yin Zhiyu behind him, and he flew straight up, imagining two huge thunder claws directly in the air, and grabbed them towards the figure in the air.
The prodigal son instantly turned into a giant knife, a sweep, and directly swept the warrior who was shrouded in gray vigor, with his right hand, all four spirits on the ground were collected into the ring.
Xu Han just blocked a few people in the air, seeing that the prodigal son had put away his spirit, he immediately followed him and turned back.
"Damn it!" The warrior who was swept away by the prodigal son looked at the spirit that was taken away, and he whispered in his mouth. He turned slightly in the air and fell towards the side of the forest.
Pouch!
As soon as he approached, a black shadow flashed in the grass, and in the martial artist's horrified eyes, his pale hand went straight through his right chest.
Xu Han retreated to Yin Zhiyu's side, his eyes tightened, but he was wondering when the black-robed warrior appeared in the cluster.
With the sound of screams, the people around stopped their movements and looked at the black-robed warrior on one side with horror.
"The strength is so strong!" The prodigal son looked at the black-robed man with his right hand passing through the warrior, whispered in his mouth, his eyes full of caution.
I used to feel that my strength was not bad, but now there are many warriors who are not much different from them, or even better than them, such as the Tongxuan realm warriors who wounded themselves.
On one side, Yin Zhihui's third daughter, with gastric juice rolling in her stomach, her face was waxy looking at the scene not far away, her eyes were full of horror.
The right chest was worn, and the undead warrior screamed again and again, his outstretched hands hung weakly, his legs twitched constantly, and traces of blood flowed along the warrior's arm towards his body.
"Tsk tusk??? It's really delicious." The warrior shrouded in the black robe made a pleasant voice. Although he didn't see his face, everyone guessed that his face was full of intoxication.
"Let's go!" Xu Han looked at the surroundings and stood still, but looked at the warriors in the field in surprise, and whispered to the people around him.
Xu Han was full of purple vigour lingering, and thunder light wrapped around his hands. He took the lead and walked towards the distant forest. Yin Zhiyu followed closely behind him.
The dozen or so martial artists who had rushed out of the forest looked at Xu Han and the few who had left, but they did not dare to make the slightest move, but their hearts were on their own guard.
Everyone knew about Xu Han's strength just now. He was clearly in the Linghai Realm, but he was no weaker than the general Profound Realm martial artist, so how dare to step forward easily now.
Looking at the few people in Xu Han who were slowly leaving, the black robe warrior glanced at the dead warrior in his hand, and whispered in his mouth.
As Xu Han left, the warriors who appeared in the field slowly dispersed to the surroundings. There were so many people on the scene, and there must be no warriors around.
The black robe warrior shook the blood-stained clothes in his hand, looked at the surrounding warriors, and let out a series of low voices.
"Xu Han! Who is that? Absorbing the flesh and blood of the martial artist?" The prodigal son whispered while looking at the black robe warrior who was laughing in the distance.
Hearing this, the three people around him also raised their ears and waited for Xu Han's answer. After all, Xuanzhou had never heard of such a weird warrior.
"I don't know, they seem to be warriors from other states." Xu Han looked at the black robe warrior, and muttered in a low voice. In the dark black robe, Xu Han seemed to feel a fiery stare staring at him, but a trace of his heart flashed. Anger.
"Warriors from other states." Several people on the side exclaimed in surprise. Unexpectedly, the martial arts club in Xuanzhou was actually accompanied by warriors from other states.
"Let's go!" Xu Han felt that no martial artist was coming around. He gave a soft drink to the people around him, turned and stood at the end, staring lightly at the few people in the field who had not left.
"Haha??? We will see each other again." The black robe warrior looked at Xu Han who was leaving, with a soft drink in his mouth, and swept in the direction where the Tsing Yi warrior had left.
Looking at the warrior who slowly left alone, there were a few warriors in the field, but they didn't dare to step forward and all disappeared in the forest.
"Xu Han! At first you appeared and dispersed, but you scared me to death. Fortunately, it was okay." Looking at the people behind him who were covered by the dense forest, Yin Zhiyu approached, whispered in his mouth, but there was a deep concern in his voice.
"Haha??? Fortunately, my life is too big and I was saved by a little girl." When Yin Zhiyu mentioned it, Xu Han flashed a memory in his eyes, and said with a chuckle in his mouth.
"Tell me about it!" Looking at Xu Han with a smile on his face, Yin Zhiyu said with joy, as if he was very curious about Xu Han's experience.
"What's wrong with Miss?" The girls who supported each other looked at Yin Zhihui who was standing next to Xu Han, with doubts in her heart.
The young lady, who has always regarded herself very highly, actually made such a daughter's posture, but after seeing the joy between her brows, there was a glimmer of understanding in her heart.
Xu Han looked at the girl standing beside him, hesitated for a moment, and said in his mouth. Speaking of meeting Little Coulee, the prodigal son also took over.
"Great! Little Coulee is finally with her parents." After hearing Xu Han's statement, Yin Zhiyu said in surprise, seeing Xu Han's eyes full of joy.
"The prodigal son! Who hurt you some time ago." Xu Han turned his words, looking at the prodigal son beside him, and said in his mouth.
"Huh! Xuanzhou has no misunderstanding." A cold light flashed in the eyes of the prodigal son, and his name whispered.
"Wuwangmen!" Xu Han flashed a strange color in his eyes and whispered in his mouth, but in his heart he was surprised that the prodigal son had also become enemies with Wuwangmen warriors.
"Huh! How do you know Xu Han?" The angry prodigal thought clearly in his heart, and said strangely, Yin Zhiyi didn't say what happened to him, nor did he mention it, how could Xu Han know about it.
Listening to Xu Han's explanation, the prodigal son whispered: "It's so cheap for them."
"Let's find a place first and take care of her injury." Xu Han glanced at the girl who was dyed red and said softly.
"it is good!"