"Huh! Xu Han, how long will it take?" The prodigal son looked at Xu Han on one side, and said with depression in his mouth.
It has been more than three months since leaving Qingyun City, so they approached Wuwangmen. As soon as Xu Han left Qingyun City, they rushed into the mountains.
One is to avoid the Wuwangmen martial artist who may come, and the other is that there are many spirit beasts in the mountains, and you can walk and practice while walking.
The land of Xuanzhou, down to the Lingzhi realm, up to the Tongxuan realm, and even spirit beasts above the Tongxuan realm's strength can be seen in the mountains.
Xu Han took a leap, stepped on a big tree, looked at the sky in the distance, and whispered in his mouth: "Almost half a month's time to reach the Baihong City."
"There is still half a month!" The prodigal who passed underneath said depressedly.
"It's been almost half a year, I don't know how long sister Zhiyu is?" Yu Anan looked at Xu Han with joy in her eyes, and said softly.
Xu Han thought about it in his heart, time really flies, and it has been more than half a year since he came out of the trial land in the blink of an eye. It won’t be long before the primaries in the six states will be over.
"You can enter that state in a year." Xu Han muttered while looking at the sky in the distance, with a look of expectation in his eyes.
"Let's go! I miss her too. I don't know if Haokong and Zhou Xiaopang will be in Baihong City?" Xu Han looked at the prodigal son in front of him and said softly.
What happened in the place of the trial at the time was sudden, and no one expected it. The trial ended a year earlier. Before many things were clear, everyone came out.
"With Haokong's strength, I think it must have passed the primary election. Baihong City is very close to Baiwei City, but Haokong may appear there." A dark color flashed in the eyes of the prodigal son, and he whispered.
Hao Kong's strength, the prodigal son could clearly see the battle in the city on that day, I am afraid that his strength is not weaker than Xu Han.
"The prodigal son! Don't worry, the primaries for the big six are still a few months away. How can you know the result before the last moment." Xu Han looked at the depressed prodigal son and said softly.
"Hey! Wait a minute." The prodigal said in a soft voice, glancing into the distance.
"Not far from here, there is a small city. Let's stop there for a while." Xu Han pointed forward and said softly.
"Aren't you afraid of encountering a warrior of Wuwangmen?" A trace of worry flashed in the eyes of Yu De on one side, and he whispered in his mouth.
Yu De didn't even dare to think of offending Wuwangmen martial artist before, but now he killed several of Wuwangmen's disciples, how dare he approach the city in his heart.
"Relax! Now that you have stepped out of the Wuwangmen's sphere of influence, the probability of encountering Wuwangmen disciples is much lower." Xu Han smiled and whispered in his mouth.
"Uncle Yu! What is there to worry about, ordinary Wuwangmen disciples, if you kill them, you can't beat them, and you can escape into this deep mountain." The prodigal fought a big sword in his hand, and said indifferently.
"Okay! Then we will leave for a while." Seeing Xu Han and the two say so, Yu De couldn't help but whispered in his heart because of worry.
After a while, a wide avenue appeared in front of several people, and warriors of various colors were walking on the road. At a glance, most of them were warriors in the late Tong Xuan realm.
"Sure enough, the closer you are to the center of Xuanzhou, the stronger the martial artist will be." The prodigal son looked at the martial artist who passed by, and said in surprise.
A small city appeared not far away, a small city in Xuanzhou. The strength of the martial artists is like this. I am afraid that there are many martial artists above the Tong Xuan realm in that big city.
"It seems that we have to hurry up and break through to the late stage of the Tongxuan Realm." Xu Han looked at the passing martial artists, whispering in his mouth, but in his heart he felt that his current realm was still lower.
Xu Han, who were in the middle stage of the Tongxuan realm, did not attract the attention of the surrounding martial artists at all, and everyone who passed by did not even take a second look.
"The land of Xuanzhou is really a good place for cultivation." The prodigal son looked at Xu Han next to him and said softly.
Regardless of whether the surrounding martial artists are in the late stage of the Tongxuan realm, the prodigal believes in his heart that he can easily defeat any late-stage martial artist around him.
"Of course, there are plenty of spiritual energy and many spiritual things. Even if you don't practice very much, your strength will grow slowly, but it is much harder to break through the gods." Yu De looked at Xu Han with surprise. , Whispered in his mouth.
Although Qingyun City is only a small city in the center of Xuanzhou, as the head of the Yu family, Yu De still knows some things. Of course, it refers to ordinary warriors, and the disciples of Xuanzhou Dajiao are not affected by this. limit.
The disciples of Xuanzhou Dajiao not only have good martial arts and martial arts, but more time is spent on experience and fighting, while ordinary martial artists are more in the search for martial arts and spiritual things.
"Uncle Yu said it's not good, but the fighting power is not so different." Xu Han looked at the martial artists around, and said softly.
What Xu Han said is correct. Although the strength is generally high, the combat effectiveness is divided into two extremes. The talented person, like Baiqi and Haokong, has amazing strength, and the fighters of the same rank can fight several people without being weak. Downwind.
"Hey! Stop talking! Go to the city and have a good meal first." Looking at the bustling crowd in the city, the prodigal said softly, and then walked straight toward the center of the city.
"Hehe! Although Big Brother Xu Han's barbecue skills are good, he has been eating for several months, but he is a bit tired." Looking at the anxious prodigal in front of him, Yu An'an on the other side chuckled softly.
"Walk around! Go to the food for the sky." Xu Han chuckled in his eyes, but immediately followed.
"Tsk tusk tusk! This Shiweitian is not only powerful, but it also makes good delicacies." The prodigal son grabbed a piece of meat and continued to bite, and said loudly.
"To be able to drive all over Xuanzhou, of course I have that ability." Xu Han looked at the golden yellow meat in his hand and said softly.
Yu De and Yu An'an next to them are also eating with relish.
"Excuse me, is this the prodigal son?" A slightly puzzled voice came from a few people who were concentrating on eating.
The four people who had bowed their heads stopped the movements in their hands and looked together. Their eyes were all unkind. They saw a simple middle-aged man standing aside, looking at Xu Han with a happy expression on his face.
When the prodigal son explored, the warrior in front of him was only in the late stage of the Profound Realm, and he couldn't help but shout in a low voice, "What's the matter?"
"Don't get me wrong, I'm not a warrior who is innocent. At this time, I just came here to deliver a letter." Looking at the guarded eyes, the middle-aged man thought a little, and said softly.
The few people who thought their identities were exposed, listening to the words of the martial artist, their eyes were full of doubts. For the prodigal son, a few people still knew about it. Xuanzhou Center, just like Xu Han, knew a few martial artists, how could there be anyone? Deliver a letter to your door.
"Who sent it?" The prodigal son was still suspicious, and he couldn't help asking casually after receiving the letter from the warrior.
Xu Han glanced at the letter handed by the warrior, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, and suddenly laughed loudly in his mouth: "The prodigal son! It's a good thing."
"Good thing?" The prodigal was even more puzzled.
"This should be Young Hero Xu Han?" The martial artist, who had been looking at everyone, suddenly asked Xu Han softly. Although it was a questioning, Xu Han could already see from his eyes that the martial artist had long been Know who you are.
"Who on earth are you?" Yu De on one side spouted out of a half-step transformation into the gods, looking at the martial artist in front of him, and sternly said.
Xu Han's identity is really too sensitive. It's fine to know the prodigal son. If Xu Han's identity is known, it may not be long before a disciple of Wuwangmen will come. ,
"Uncle Yu is fine! Not bad!" Facing the warrior in front of him, Xu Han did not conceal a trace, and whispered softly to the nervous Yu De.
"Wuwumen martial artist, now people from all over Xuanzhou are looking for you. It seems that there are their silhouettes around, but you have to be careful." The martial artist looked at Xu Han with a calm face, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, and his mouth was silent. Speak softly.
"Thank you for reminding me, I can't be thankful enough." Xu Han looked at the martial artist in front of him, and said respectfully, with only a hint of surprise in his eyes.
"The letter has been sent, and I will leave now." The warrior looked at Xu Han who was not worried at all, a flash of appreciation flashed in his eyes, and he whispered in his mouth.
"That's not going to be delivered." Xu Han stood up, whispered in his mouth, and watched the martial artist go directly upstairs towards Shiwei Tian, a look like that really flashed in his eyes.
Yu De on one side looked at the martial artist who was leaving, his eyes filled with doubts. The martial artist knew the identity of the people, and Xu Han actually let him go.
"Entrance ticket!" Looking at Xu Han who was sitting down, there was the excitement of the prodigal son.
Yu De, who was puzzled by him, looked up and saw that the thing held by the prodigal son was actually the martial arts club gate posted by Xu Han.
"Great!" Yu An'an on one side looked at the energetic entrance volume, and said with excitement.
"Hahaha
Xu Han! Did you know it a long time ago. "The prodigal son looked at the thing in his hand, facing Xu Han who was calm on one side, and said with excitement.
"En!" A smile flashed in Xu Han's eyes, and he whispered in his mouth.
When the man took out the letter, Xu Han had already guessed what the plants were in it. After all, he was the same at the beginning.
The warriors around in the hall looked at a few people who suddenly looked excited. Listening to the admission ticket, most of the warriors didn't know what they were, but some people with knowledge were full of surprise in their eyes.
"Haha??? I know, with my strength, how could it not pass the primary election." The prodigal son said excitedly while looking at Yu An'an, who was watching carefully.
Xu Han looked at the prodigal son with excitement, with funny expressions in their eyes. No one was worried that they would never pass the primary election.
"The warrior's attention has been drawn, let's leave." Looking at the things in Yu An'an's hand, Yu De realized that the warrior is actually a man who eats the sky, but he glanced at the warrior who was watching from a distance and said in a hurry.
Several people have heard what the middle-aged man said before, and I don't know what the strength of the Wuwangmen disciple is
A few people didn't dare to be careless in their hearts, and immediately left the city and ran towards the dense forest.